Naktura choked back a sob as Sam wrapped her arms tightly around her.

Reaper kicked a rolling stand away. Enraged at his inability to save his friend, not once, but twice. At that moment he felt like a complete failure not only as a soldier, but a man and a friend as well.

"Doctor you were going to tell me, just what the FUCK is going on around here."

"What?"

Come here. COME HERE!" Sarge snarled at her.

Sam gave Naktura a big hug, then walked over to Sarge. "This is what?"

Sarge bent down, and uncovered a black bag, that had a dead body in it. Its flesh was rotting away. Dani gasped, as Sam screamed. "GOD!"

"Have you found anything like this on your archeological digs?"

Sam shook her head. "No."

"Is there any way this thing, could have same from the outside from the surface?"

"No. The plant is completely dead."

Portman smirked. It came from somewhere, lady."

Sarge looked at Portman, and gave him a death glare. "Portman, shut up!"

She looked up at him. "The atmosphere on the surface can't support life."

"Maybe it doesn't need air, huh? It could have come from another planet or something."

"What? Like an alien?" She scuffed.

"LOOK AT THAT THING!"

"PORTMAN. YOU NEED TO SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

Reaper looked at that, thing. "That's not what we saw. That's not what Goat, Dani, and I shoot at in genetics."

Portman looked at Reaper. "You telling me, there's more of these fucking things?

"Where are your surface entry points?"

"There's a pressure door, at the end of the north corridor." Kid, Dani, Destroyer, and Portman you get there on the double."

Destroyer took a deep breath, and nodded. "Yes sir."

"Whatever this thing is...it can not get back through the Ark."

"Mac--"

"Sir:"

"I want you to arm Pinky with a weapon, with some ST grenades, and seal the Ark door."

"There's one other door--" Sam spoke up hesitantly.

"Where?" Sarge demanded.

Reaper was the one to respond to the question. "The entrance to the archeological dig."

"Reaper and Naktura lets go meet Mac. He'll be coming with us, to the entrance. Duke stay here with Dr. Grimm."

He looked over at her, but she wasn't paying attention to any of this. All she was doing was kneeling down, by Goat's body. Her hands were together as one, as if she was saying a prayer.

"NAKTURA!"

"What?" She looked over at him, with her eyes looking pissed. She was pissed after all. So where the other's, but not as pissed as her.

"Go meet Mac, Reaper, and I are going to take care of something first."

She took one last look at his body. One tear ran down her face, she looked up at Reaper. He nodded his head, telling her to go. As she walked off to meet Mac, all that she could think of is that it was her fault. Her fault she wasn't with him. It was her fault, that she didn't make it there fast enough. In her head, she could here him screaming. 'Damn Sarge, why did you send him by himself. For Godsakes, send Portman. No one gives a damn about him.' As she walked she kicked a door open, and stood, awaiting for the other's. Boy, was she ever pissed.

Reaper, and Sarge put the creature body, under a lab table to examine it later. They placed Goat's body in separate room, inside another black bag. Sarge stormed out of there, but Reaper did a cross sign, with his hands. "I'm sorry." He mumbled.

Mac loaded a pistol and handed it to Pinky, along with some grenades. "Here you go. Don't let anything through the Ark." He turned then walked off.

Pinky was confused, he had no idea how to work these things. "Hey, wait. Wait a minute. You can't leave me here. I'm not a soldier."

Everyone was leaving this deathly place, as fast as they could. Mac kept on walking hearing Pinky, but not turning around. He then heard. "Why don't you go fuck yourself? This is bullshit. YOU'RE suppose to protect me!"

He pressed a button, and then walked through the door. It closed after he got through. "Ark secure." Naktura came running from down the hallway. "Let's go."

"What's the hurry?"

"I said LET'S GO! Sarge, and Reaper are waiting for us. Now come on."