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The lights were blinding, the shouts of unseen people were deafening, and the pain was unbearable….. Darkness threatened to her back into unconsciousness, but she fought it with everything she had left, which the man was laying in the bed beside her. No matter how much she fought, the darkness of sleep was creeping closer as the sedatives flooded her veins and she fell back into an unwanted nightmare…

Locusts…Blood…Gore…Chainsaws…was never a good mix and Private Alice Dantean was stuck in the middle of it. At the age of 27 Alice had seen many scenarios that should have stayed as nightmares, but nothing compared to this. Hordes surrounded the prison that she and the rest of Delta squad had taken up refuge after the King Raven crashed on its rooftop.

The prison was a stronghold, meant to keep the inmates in and everybody else out. The complex had 9 stories, 7 above ground and 2 below. Solid concrete blocks and sheets of metal made up the solid main structure. Long abandoned, the lights no longer turned on and due to the lack of windows no natural light entered the building leaving the long, menacing hallways in darkness. Surrounding the prison was an 8 foot concrete wall topped with another 2 feet of barbed wire in coils. And at that moment it was the only thing keeping hundreds of locust from raining all kinds of hell on Delta.

Lead by the light of the torches mounted on their Lancers, Delta squad quickly made their way down the stairs to sweep the buildings for any signs of life. Lead by Sargent Marcus Fenix Delta squad consisted of Corporal Dom Santiago, Private Augustus 'Cole Train' Cole, Corporal Damon Baird, Private Benjamin Carmine and Private Alice 'Dante' Dantean. Running down the stairs staking two at a time they swept each floor and determined that the prison was empty and seemed unused in years.

Delta took advantage of the temporary safety to get ready for the next task of getting out. Setting up in what looked like an armoury on the first underground level, Baird managed to fiddle with a small generator to power the single overhead bulb that cast a dull yellow light over the team.

They all sat with their weapons at their sides checking over themselves and patching up injuries. Alice looked over herself and found nothing major, her Gear armor only covering her torso and legs had done its job with only her arms receiving damage.

She had a gash across her left bicep with was causing her arm to become completely cover in crimson blood along with other little cuts that were nothing to worry about. She pulled a bandage from her medkit and wrapped it around her upper arm where it quickly got soaked red.

Not being able to be bothered to spend more time on it she just left it and went to check on the rest of the team. Having the closest thing to medical training Alice was the team medic.

Sitting closest with his back to her was Marcus, at first glance the 6 foot 4 soldier looked fine but as Alice got closer she noticed he was picking shrapnel out of cuts on his face using Carmine's discarded helmet as a mirror.

Silently she knelt down next to him and hit his hand away, carefully pulling out what was left.

"What happened? Why did we go down?" she asked, trying to keep his mind occupied as she pulled some of the larger pieces of metal that he had missed.

"Last thing I remember is the reaver, then waking up on the roof,"

"Yea that's pretty much all I got, fucking reavers," she said standing up and pulling Marcus up with her.

He looked at her his tormented blue eyes catching hold of her hazel before looking down at her arm "you right?"

Alice shrugged "As good as I'm going to be, I should check on the others," just as she went to step past him he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back and wrapped his arm around her briefly

"Be careful," he said in a low voice,

Alice smiled "always,"

As he released her the roof above them shook and dust and pieces of debris started falling onto their heads. Cursing they ran up the flights of steps one after the other. Reaching the roof they walked over to the edge where they saw a terrible sight. Hundreds of Locusts were standing in a loose arc around the large, boarded up door embedded in the wall surrounding the perimeter. In the middle of the arc was a berserker.

It was 7 foot, 400 pounds of all muscle and no brains to speak of. Blind and dumb they had a keen sense of hearing and smell which made them a difficult foe with the only easy way to kill one was the satellite weapon "Hammer of Dawn".

This berserker was currently walking backwards away from the door only to release a roar that sent a shiver down Alice's spine and throw all of its weight into the door causing it bend and the large rusted hinges to creak.

"What's the plan boss?" Carmine asked replacing his helmet.

Thinking for a moment, he looked at each member of his team. "We split up, Cole Carmine, go downstairs and grab ammo, any weapons we could use and a radio if you can find one, we need to get in contact with Base,"

CRASH

They gave a slight wince at the sound of 400 pounds of pure muscle slamming itself against the door before nodding and turned to make their way swiftly downstairs.

"What's the condition of the Raven, will it fly us out of here?" Marcus asked urgently

CRASH

Baird sighed and gave a humourless laugh "the piece of shit motor is fried, the fuel lines are leaking, the control panel is shot to hell and even if we could get all that fixed the fuel tank is probably empty, the radio is stuffed and oh yea half the rotors are gone thanks to the fucking reaver , need I continue,"

CRASH

"You could have just said no," Alice said sarcastically staring down to the scene below, flinching as the Berserker slammed itself once more into the breaking door "guys I don't mean to rush you but I don't think that door can take much more of this," calmly checking the magazine in her Lancer, she was running low on ammo and her back up weapons were completely depleted, so she discarded them over the side of the building not wanting to carry around the unneeded weight.

Marcus knew she was right, but with no way to contact Base they couldn't see whether the Hammer was operational to take care of that Berserker.

"Baird, see if you can't get that radio to work, contacting Base is the primary objective, we need a way out of here," Baird gave a mock salute and rolled his eyes before climbing into the cockpit to assess the damage.

CRASH

"And you come with me," He said beckoning Alice to follow him. They walked down the stairs past the floors with the rows of empty cells, down to the ground floor.

Waking up was like getting hit by a bus. Slowly opening her eyes she took in the familiar room that was the infirmary. The constant beep of heart rate monitors echoed through the room.

Slowly and painfully pushing herself into the sitting position she glanced around at the cold gray concrete walls and the white metal framed cots that were holding the many wounded and pushed against the back wall was a line of cots silhouetted in white sheets which covered those already gone.

Glancing up and down the row of wounded she looked for the rest of her team and only found one. It was the team leader and her fiancé Marcus Fenix in the bed next to her. Swinging her legs off the bed she heard the heart rate monitors beeps grow faster and felt stiches on her arms and stomach pulling tight, painfully pulling out the long IV needle from her arm she began to walk slowly towards the bed that Marcus was sleeping and sat on the end of the narrow cot. Looking at the man in front of her almost brought her to tears and after years of war and loss that wasn't easy to do.

He was pale with small cuts all over the right side of his face, and a bandage that seemed to circle his newly shaved head. His arms were completely covered in red stained white bandages and as if sensing her presence he slowly opened his bloodshot blue eyes and stared at her.

"Private? What are you doing?" This confused Alice for a moment, he hadn't called her Private for 5 years, It had always been Dante or Alice.

"I just woke up; I thought I would see how you were doing,"

"I'll live," he replied shortly.

She leant over to give him a light kiss on his uninjured cheek, but he stopped her by raising a bandaged hand.

"Marcus, what's wrong?" she asked confused.

"That's Sargent to you Private, you haven't been with us long enough to be getting too personal,"

Alice had been with Delta for 7 years now and had been in a relationship with Marcus for 3 of them.

"What's the last thing you remember?" she asked cautiously

"I remember being on a train and kicking RAAM's ass, then nothing just waking up here,"

It was then Alice realised. They killed RAAM 5 years ago before they sank Jacinto. He didn't remember the King Raven crashing on the prison rooftop. He didn't remember the hundreds of locusts trying to kill them.

He didn't remember her…

DUN DUN DUN

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