Sorry guys! I've been having a rough time trying to make a new chapter for this story, but things have gotten a little busy… So anyways, I'm going to try to update every week, but you have to understand that I have a busy schedule, so it may not be every week. Anyways, here's the next chapter.
Warning: Contains Aliens/Humans gore, and flashbacks. May have a swear or two.
Disclaimer: I only own Jack. If I DID own this, then I would be much older than I am today.
Ash stared at the place where the alien had disappeared into. He didn't save her. She was doomed. Ash didn't know what to do. If he went after it, it would surely kill him, but he couldn't just fail on Misty. He then looked backwards at the shack, where Jack was helping Brock up, whose ears were ringing from hearing the loud blast from the shotgun. "You know, you shouldn't use a shotgun without hearing protection" Jack told him, but Brock's hearing was momentarily impaired.
Ash went running back to Jack, and Jack took notice of Ash outside. "Ash, what were you doing out there?" he asked. Ash quickly responded, in between pants, "I…I had to…to save Misty…" he said, with his hands on his knees. "The alien, it took her into the jungle; we have to go after them!" said Ash. He then began running, but Jack said, "I'm not going out there". Ash stopped in his tracks and looked back at Jack in disbelief.
"…What? How could you say that?" said Ash, but Jack seemed firm in his judgment. "It's too dangerous out there, we don't know if there are more of them out there" he said. Ash could not believe what he was hearing. "Bu-but we can't just abandon her!" said Ash. "I'm sorry, but we can't risk going out there" said Jack. Ash couldn't believe that Jack was going to let that creature take Misty. "Well, if you're not going to help me, then I'll go myself!" said Ash. "Boy, are you deaf? Did you not just hear me say how dangerous it is out there?" said Jack. "I can't let you go out there" he added. "I don't care; I'm going to get Misty back" Said Ash defiantly.
"Ash" Jack started, but Ash cut him off "You don't know what it's like to lose a friend!" Jack stopped right there, and he began to remember something from a while ago. "Actually," said Jack, "I do know. I know how it's like to lose a friend" he said. Ash's expression softened and he began to think that Jack probably came here with more people, and he's the only one of his group left. "Jack" he said. "What happened?" Jack sighed, and began to remember on how he got trapped on this stinking' island in the first place…
Jack was in a CH-47 Chinook transport helicopter with a group of fellow marines. He was wearing his standard-issue marine uniform, with metal armor pads on his shoulders and on his kneecaps, and he had a helmet with attached night vision goggles that could flip over your eyes. He had his M41A/2 rifle in his hand, and was nervously playing with it in his hands. Next to him sat his friend, Tony. "Hey" said Tony. Jack looked back at him. "I know that you're nervous, but there's nothing to worry about. This is probably just a new species of Pokémon that we're dealing with. That fact did nothing to comfort him.
The island was a mining island, where a large coal mine used to be. One day, three workers from the mine went missing. At first, the company that ran the island just thought that it was the result of a cave-in in the mineshafts. But then, it got worse. Every day, more and more people went missing. The remaining workers were then extracted from the island, being deemed unsafe. Authorities from the nearby island came by and took a look at the island to see what was causing the disappearances. After they went missing as well, a second group came by to look at the island. That group came back, with horrifying evidence of what was happening. They came back with several pictures of brutally mauled bodies, the bodies belonging to the previous inspection team, and the most mysterious part of the bodies was the fact that there was a bloody hole pierced through their foreheads.
A later autopsy of the bodies revealed that they were indeed mauled by an animal. The bloody holes in each of their foreheads pierced right through the skull and the brain, and even came out through the back, as if someone had thrust a dagger right through the skull. These deaths and disappearances were not a simple accident, without a doubt. However, the only problem was that they didn't know what Pokémon would have done this. There was no doubt that a number of Pokémon could have done it, but the fact is that not many Pokémon are openly aggressive to humans. It could have been an Aggron, but they tend to shy away from human settlements. A Charizard won't attack a weaker foe in the wild, and even Ursaring wouldn't go looking for a fight.
Since the authorities couldn't take on the threat, they decided to call in the Marines. And so, that was why they were going to the mysterious island. "ETA 5 minutes to the island" said the pilot of the helicopter. Then one of the marines spoke up, being the leader. "Alright marines, listen up: we're here to investigate the island and determine what Pokémon is causing the deaths. They are extremely aggressive according to what info we have, so stay sharp! I want to get through this quick and clean. Got it? Quick and clean!" He was greeted with a chorus of "yes sir". A few minutes later, the helicopter was landing on the island in a clearing next to the coast.
"Alright, people let's move!" said Victor, the lieutenant, after they had all gotten off. They all began their trek to the source of the problems, the mine shafts. They reached the mouth of the cave, and they noticed how dark it was in the cave. "Switch to your goggles, people" said Victor, and everyone flipped the night vision goggles attached to their helmets over their eyes. The cave turned into a gaping green hole, and Jack managed to see some features inside. "Alright, let's go" said Victor. He began to walk into the cave, and the rest of the marines followed. They slowly walked through the caves, inspecting each corner they came across. As they walked deeper into the caves, they were unaware of the ambush they were walking into.
A black figure moved about behind them, and the motion sensor attached to Jack's helmet started pinging. "I'm getting readings!" he said out loud, and everyone stopped walking. They could hear nothing at first. Then, they heard another pinging, and the monitor on the sensor showed a small blue dot moving behind them. They turned around to confront the threat, but they saw nothing. Then, another pinging came from behind them again. Then another, and another, and another pinging sound was heard all around them. Then, all hell broke loose.
One of the marines was looking around, but failed to notice the creature above him, coming out of a hole. Suddenly, two large black hands grabbed his shoulders, and pulled him upwards. He began screaming and frantically shooting his gun, and Victor then said, "Open fire!" Then, they all began firing at the general direction of their foes, illuminating the darkness with each bullet. The night vision goggles were not enough for this task, as the marines cold barely even see their enemies, yet they kept killing them. One by one, the creatures killed the marines, remaining unseen the whole time. "Someone pop a flare!" said Victor, shooting into the darkness. A few seconds later, a fizzing sound was heard, and a flare was activated, and thrown into the darkness. The flare immediately illuminated the darkness, enough to see some of the hostiles.
"What the hell are these things?" shouted one of the marines. They may have still be getting killed, but at least now they could see their foes, and fight back. Then Jack began firing into the cave, not knowing whether his shots were connecting or not. He saw a creature behind one of his friends, and fired at the thing. His shots all connected, and the creature fell with a shriek. More and more of the creatures fell, but more and more replaced them as well. "Just how many of these things are there?" shouted one of the marines. Jack took a look around and saw that they were fighting a losing battle; more and more of his fellow marines kept dying, and Victor saw that too. "Retreat! Retreat!" he shouted, and they all began to run back towards the exit.
"They're everywhere!" said Jack. "Keep going, move, move!" shouted Victor. Another marine tripped, and was promptly dragged into the darkness, screaming. After a few minutes, they finally made it out of the cave. They had arrived with a platoon of 16 soldiers, and by a head count, they were left with 8 troops. "Alright squad, get to the chopper! Move!" said the Lieutenant. They all ran back to the helicopter, which was waiting for them. They all got inside in a rush, and they shut the door behind them. "Jesus, what happened to the rest of the squad?" asked the Pilot, seeing how only half of the marines made it back alive. "They're all dead now. Get us off this rock!" said Victor. "Roger that" said the captain. He started to press some buttons, but looked up from his work.
"Holy smokes! What are those things?" he said. Jack leaned forward, and from his seat, saw that several sleek, black bodies were making their way to the helicopter transport."Get us out of here, NOW!" said the lieutenant. "I'm trying, it'll only be a second!" said the pilot. For everyone's sake, he hoped he was right. The creatures were now right outside the helicopter, pounding and scratching at the metal hull of the vehicle. "Come on, come on!" said Victor. Jack was getting really nervous, but he was confident that the metal hull of the helicopter would prote-
CLANG
Jack's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of metal being broken. The creatures had broken in. Jack got up and raised his rifle. The alien broke through the helicopter and made a hole big enough for it to fit in. Jack fired at the creature, and it fell to the ground, acid blood seeping from its wounds. The acid burned a hole through the bottom of the chopper; now the aliens had another entrance to the helicopter. "Ready your weapons" said Victor, and the marines all raised their guns, preparing for another attack. "I'm done! Hang on guys, we're going home!" he said. As he did, the blades of the helicopter began to spin furiously, and the helicopter began to lift into the air. The aliens began to jump off the helicopter, as it kept ascending slowly. "Alright, they're leaving!" said one of the marines. Suddenly, a thunderous shriek filled the air. They all looked out the window, and what they saw came from the depths of hell itself. It was one of those creatures, but it was twice their size, and had a larger head with a decorative crest. "HOLY SHIT!" said one of the marines. "Get us fucking out of here!" yelled the Lieutenant. The helicopter was already about 8 or 10 feet in the air, and was going higher. However, this did not stop the Praetorian alien. It charged towards the direction of the helicopter, and jumped. Using its powerful hind legs, it propelled itself in the air. It extended its claws and grabbed onto the helicopter.
The helicopter was capable of carrying a payload of about 19,500 lbs, so the half-ton beast was not going to weigh it down. However, the creature was smart, and started to tear into the helicopter. It ripped open a hole in the back of the helicopter, but they were ready for it. When the Praetorian put its face inside, it was met with the grenade launcher from Victor's under barrel grenade launcher. The creature gave off a shriek of pain, but managed to hold on. It then targeted the next possible weak spot: the propellers. It struck the rear propeller with its bladed tail, and the propeller buckled. It struck it again and the propeller was sent flying off. Inside, the pilot's cockpit, as well as the rest of the interior was bathed in a red light, accompanied by a blaring alarm siren. "Brace yourselves!" Jack heard someone say. Whether it was the pilot, the lieutenant, or himself, it didn't matter. The point was, they were going down.
The helicopter started spinning in the air, and Jack couldn't make out any features of the outside world; everything was mixed into a green and blue blur, alternating between the ocean and the island's jungles. Then, he saw the sand outside, and everything went black. As Jack came to, he looked around. There were wrecked helicopter parts, some on fire, others not, and a large amount of sand everywhere. He looked in front of him, and saw a dead body. He got up, found that his left leg had a large cut in it, but brushed the pain off. He lifted a piece of metal on top of the body, and found out it was Victor's, the lieutenant. Jack stared at the body with horror, as well as the surroundings. He saw the large alien's dead body under the helicopter's main body, with his neck bent at a gruesome angle.
He heard some grunting, and saw that Tony, his friend, was struggling to lift a propeller blade off of him. Jack hurried to his side, and lifted the propeller off of him."You ok?" he asked Tony. He got a nod from Tony, and then went to check to see if the rest were alive. After a search of the crash site, they found 2 more marines, both shaken up, but not dead. "Alright, now how're we supposed to get off of this island?" asked Tony. "I got a radio. We could call in some air transport to get us out of here" said one of the marines. But then, they heard a shriek; the aliens were back. The crash sent them running, and now they wanted to finish them off. "Run!" said the second marine, and Jack, Tony, and the other 2 marines went running away. One of the marines had found their gun, and was running while shooting at the aliens as he did so.
The aliens kept running at them, but some were cut down by the rifle fire. As they kept running, they caught sight of a shack in the distance. "Look! Over there!" said Tony. They all saw the shack, and immediately made a beeline to the building. As they ran, one of the marines got pounced on, and two aliens began to tear him open. As he screamed in pain, he took a final stand and pulled all of the pins off his grenades before the life came out of him. The two aliens, along with a nearby third one, were enveloped in a ball of fire. The shack was getting closer, but more aliens were advancing on the remaining marines. The marine with the gun got pounced on as he shot an alien. The alien got on top of him, with him facing up, and it struck his tail aimed at the marine's head. But the marine hit the side of the tail with his hand just in time, causing it to hit the floor on his left side. The alien wasn't expecting that move, and stumbled forward slightly. Seeing this as an opening, the marine pulled out his knife and stabbed the alien in the neck. The knife struck a major artery, and doomed the alien to death. However, its blood began to spray everywhere, including on the marine's face. The marine put his hands to his face, screaming in agony, before he succumbed to the acid burns.
Tony managed to grab the gun, which flew off a good few feet away from the other marine, and kept firing it. Finally, Jack and Tony made it to the shack. They closed the door, but before they did, one last alien struck the door. Both men pushed hard against the door, but the alien was strong as well. With one final heave, they pushed the door closed. The alien scratched at the door to no avail. Then, alien took notice of a nearby window. He jumped through it, and pounced on Tony. "Tony!" screamed Jack, and he knocked the alien off of him. The alien turned to hiss at Jack, and then swiped a claw at Jack. The blow connected, and Jack was sent to the floor, barely conscious. Before it could kill Jack, Tony began to fight with the alien.
The alien fought back, and eventually also took Tony out. With Tony unconscious, the alien grabbed him and began to drag him away. Jack was barely conscious when this happened, and wanted to do something, to save him. He tried to stand, but the cut on his leg began to take its toll on him, and his vision was blurry. He managed to stand, and grabbed the gun. He stumbled outside, where the alien and Tony were several meters away. Jack raised the gun, and tried to fire. His vision was blurry from the events that had happened only a while ago, and aiming the gun was very hard to do. It felt heavy in his hands, and he could barely stand. With his last few bullets, he took aim, and shot. The shots connected, but hit the alien in a nonlethal area. The alien staggered, but quickly pulled Tony into the jungle. "Tony!" Jack said, but couldn't bring himself to yell. He staggered back inside the shack, and locked the door. He barricaded the window with a nearby piece of furniture, just before he passed out from his injuries.
"Wow, did that really happen?" asked Ash, who was sitting down on a chair adjacent from Jack, who was sitting down in another chair, with his hands on his forehead, and his elbows on his knees. "I could have saved him. But I failed. I failed him…" said Jack, who began to trail off. "I'm sorry" said Ash, who then began to walk back to his room. Jack kept on reminiscing that day, that fateful day where he lost his best friends, all of them.
A while later, as Ash was getting ready for bed, Jack came into the room, saying, "Ash, get your pistol, and take another gun with you. Brock! Grab the shotgun and some medical supplies!" Ash and Brock were slightly confused by this. "Jack, what's going on?" asked Ash. Jack didn't say anything, except, "After you've got your weapons, see which uniforms fit ya, and grab a motion sensor too." Ash once again asked, "Jack, why are you telling us these things?" Jack turned around, and said "I've changed my mind. We're gonna go get your friend back!"
Well guys, here you go! I hope you enjoy this chapter that I wrote up. I did use a modern-day helicopter for this, because this takes place during modern times. So don't expect lazer rifles in this; it's not Star Wars. So anyways, stay tuned!
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