Vandread, The Next Enemy

Sorry my writing has been kinda Non-Existent and bad lately, just really depressed and uninspired.

Disclaimer: I don't own Vandread.

#8: 1 plus 2 equals BOOM!

Barnette saw the slim black shapes bound up the wall of Scourge corpses at the base of the actual wall, and flash over her head. A second later she felt as well as heard the explosion of purple energy as it whipped through her shoulder length emerald locks. She had decided to let her hair grow out, but not too much. She heard the gasp of a fellow solider and knew what had happened, but there was no time to do anything about it, she had a battle to win.

"Grenades! Over the wall! Knock away the bodies!" She yelled, priming the cylindrical explosive, and dropping it into the teeming mass of fangs and claws.

"You Heard the Lady!" One of the officers shouted, doing the same, and ducking behind the lip of the wall as several energy bolts sizzled into the wall. The rest of the soldiers did the same, and a few seconds later, it started raining dirt and bloody chunks of meat, as the gunfire resumed and the bodies continued to pile up again.

Jack slowly regained consciousness within a large underground passage completely devoid of light. The skin all over his body felt as if it was terribly sunburned, which was doubtlessly an effect from the blast he was the epicenter of. He rose unsteadily to his feet, and ran smack into a dirt wall. Judging by the fact that the direction he was trying to go in was a wall, he figured that behind him was most likely a wall too, turned to his left, and smacked into another wall. After finding that there was only one possible way to go, he shambled slowly down the tunnel.

Barnette took a second to see what had become of Jack, which was a ratter large crater that had broken into the underground facilities. She figured that he'd most likely emerge and continue his thing in a minute, and then surveyed the battlefield. Right off the bat, she saw that there was no hope, and they couldn't hold. The had to pull out, or they would be destroyed by the tsunami of Scourge that continued to pour from the drop pods. She yelled to the man with the communications gear on

"Luke, get on the horn and get us out of here ASAP." And as he started his task, she started taking a few more of the hairy bustards and putting the in the express lane to hell.

Up in space, there were hundreds of the Scourge Capital Ships, Their brownish-green angular hulls glinting in the sun's light as they continued to pump more pods onto the planet's surface. A Lance of emerald energy speared one of the ships stern to stern, and it exploded in a massive fireball, as dozens of other colored beams pepered ships in the surrounding area.

"Three ships destroyed, Captain." A bridge officer called to the person in the pilots chair.

"Good, All Ships take your Targets and go, Lets give these bastards something to remember us with!"

The Armada of human ships engines flared as they rocketed toward the opposing force. There were easily three times the number of Scourge ships in the system, but they set out to level the fields as the sent a wave bullets, lasers, missiles, and heavy rounds ant the ships just starting to turn and face them.

A Single Dropship landed in the center of Research Base Juliet-Lewis and began to load troops and personnel. Barnette stood on the loading ramp as the people loaded up. The had dropped another round of grenades, plus a few gallons of kerosene they had laying around, creating a firewall to give them a few more minuets to make it into the air. Dr. Throne and John returned from the crater and piled on, forcing Barnette in and sealing the door.

"Lets go." He said, and the pilot gladly complied.

"What about Jack." Barnette protested.

"Wasn't down there, nothing was." John replied bluntly.

THE END.