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Chapter 2

Hell Beneath

BGM: Countdown To Death, by Bobby Prince.

While moving towards the city, the Marine ended up in a highway, filled with long queues of vehicles in various states of decay. A lot of many military tanks and checkpoints and sadly, many skeletons and bodies of soldiers. Bastards. Instead of being victims of the machinations of the UAC, many innocent people died because some maniacal-killer aliens decided to make Earth their new playground. The Marine is determined to destroy every single one of those motherfuckers, and make sure they burn forever in the inmost dens of Hell.

While he was wandering in the road, he noticed something noticed in the distance. Imagine if a Pinkie and an Alien both got drunk at a party and they decided to have some fun afterwards. You've got the picture. He saw a large pack of those ugly fuckers, attacking some kind of small animal.

He didn't care about them at first, since he could slaughter them in a second with the Chaingun, until he saw what was their prey: an innocent girl. He started running, trying to closing in as fast as possible, while annihilating some abominations with the Chaingun. He killed every last one of them. In the end, only blood and gore were left behind. Then he went to check on how the girl was. Sadly, it was already too late. Her body was in a pretty bad shape. No doctor in this world could do anything to her. Maybe with the advanced medical tech at the UAC, she could be saved, but this wasn't that Earth...

"You rescued me... thank you...", while coughing a lot of blood.

Her whispering dragged him out of his thoughts.

The girl was in her teenage years and her blond her was almost devoid of color and dirty, with leaves and insects, indicating that she didn't a shower for weeks. Also, she had clear signals of starvation. Such a shame. No human being deserves to suffer like anything like that.

"You're a soldie-er righ-ght-t? You mu-st-t ha-have a-a-a gu-gun-n rig-right?"

The Marine made a confused expression under his helmet.

"Please do it-it, I've got nothing more he-re-re... the monsters... they've took everything from me... please..."

Her request caught him of guard. He only killed Former Humans and Soldiers, not normal humans. He didn't wanted to that, but in the end this was the least he could do for her, after he failed to save her from the new "Pinkies". The Marine pulled out his UAC-EMG Sidearm, putting it near her head. After a quick "PEW", the girl's body stopped moving. It was over. The Marine made a quick funeral to her and after final salute, he continued his journey to San Francisco. He would honor her memory and atone his failure by killing every last of those fuckers.

Two hours later:

BGM: Operation: Alien Overlord, from Quake 2.

After a long run, he was finally on the east part of the city. The landscape was much worse than the highway. A lot of destroyed buildings, rubble and vehicles (military and civilian alike). Just as expected, these poor bastards didn't stand a chance. He walked towards a military checkpoint, to gather some intel on the situation here on San Francisco. Luckily for him, there was a computer still kickin' on the main barracks. After snooping around in the military files, he found out that entities called "Apostles" led the invasion on this Earth, and even with their superior firepower and tech, the human forces were able to kill eight of the fifteen original ones. Now only seven of them remain.

Of course, the arrogant bastards underestimated the human race. They really thought that Earth would go down without a fight. It serves them well. The Marine now knows who he has to destroy, in order to be able return home. After getting out of the barracks, the Marine wandered around in the ghost city. It was too silent, and that was a problem. Never underestimate your opponent, never let your guard down. Maybe he'll find survivors holed up somewhere.

"Marine, I'm detecting multiple lifeforms near your position, maybe hostiles. Prepare to engage."

After following the waypoint set on the minimap, he found himself near a swarm of aliens troopers and many other types, setting a camp in a former park. Hundreds and hundreds of aliens carrying out their extermination campaign. This is going to be a mess…..

He started by deploying the Chaingun as the Mobile Turret, ripping apart many unsuspecting aliens. The commanders tried to organize the troops, but they were also ripped in half by the storm of 15mm slugs, spilling blood and guts everywhere. But the other ones started retaliating the aggression, firing everywhere, killing even their own comrades. The Marine quickly swapped the Chaingun for Super Shotgun for close combat. He advanced and started blasting many of the troopers, merciless. Performing many glory-kills, smashing heads and crushing bones alike. After 10 minutes of battle, the camp was clear of hostiles, Doomguy was just finishing off some melee hostiles with his Chainsaw. The field was filled with a mountain of dead, mutilated aliens, coupled together with river of blood and guts.

While he was finishing off the resistance, a purple figure was watching at the distance, in the roof of ruined skyscraper.

"He's good at what he does... I'm going to keep an eye on this cabrón for now on. I can't wait to fight him...", the purple dressed girl said, with a lustful smile, while disappearing into the darkness...

Finally, the Marine killed the last bastard and looked down. He was literally "Knee Deep In The Dead". Who's next?

What he didn't expected was a giant alien come after him. It was big, but nothing like the Titan back at the Hell. A skyscraper of alien, it appeared to be more robotic in nature, with a monumental scythe ready to slash anyone apart. Doomguy simply changed the Super Shotgun for the Gauss Cannon (Siege Mode). Time for round two.

But of course his killing spree didn't go unnoticed...

- To Be Continued...