Well, after much time, I give you my friends: my variant of mothership zeta:
Chapter 8: mothership beta
Hammer's eyes slowly opened; he couldn't really feel his body at all. He tried to get up, but found himself tied to a table, and a few seconds later, an alien whacked him with a club and tied some more straps to him; dread filled his face as the aliens pulled out several invasive looking drill-thing-s and began aiming them toward his chest, and he began panicking as the warmth of the devices hummed near his chest.
A few seconds later (of which might as well been an eternity) he closed his eyes and screamed in pain as the garbled whirring sound of his flesh being torn open echoed the room, and his vision went dark again; as he began slipping away again, he wished that this nightmare would be over.
(unknown time later…)
Hammer awoke lying on his back in a strange white cell; he found himself stripped down to nothing; the bastards even took the underwear he had worn for 200 years straight….he found strange déjà vu as he was now free-balling like he did in college.
He looked around the room he was locked in; it had some weird energy barrier blocking the door, with a low texture that would randomly turn black and pink at times, the rest of the room was the shape of an oval, with 2 small cameras built into the walls, following his every move.
As he flopped back down on his ass, wondering what the hell he was going to do, a loud whirring sound caught his attention; he looked up and saw a large crane the reminded him of a claw machine. It stopped above his cage, and began diving for him trying to pick him up; he kicked it aside and yelled "YOU TRYING TO PROBE ME? YOUR GONNA HAVE TO FIGHT!"
He ducked as it swung at him again, and he slammed it into the side of the cell with enough force to make a small crack in its side; He kept kicking it until it snapped from its connecter and fell on the ground in smoke. He picked it up and saw a small camera on it watching him, so he put it back on the ground and started peeing on it; a few seconds later, it burst into flames from an electrical spark. He looked up at the force field keeping the door shut, and saw several figures massing near it, holding large sticks.
He got into a fighting stance, ready to take them as they went through the door; he looked at his fake hand to see if it was fine, when he noticed something strange; it was different now, made of some organic looking metal, giving him 4 fingers and a thumb, and it didn't seem to make his bones feel like shit anymore either. He promised to thank whoever did this after he tore the alien's heads off and fed them to Ethiopians.
He looked up and saw several aliens with hi-tech tiki torches rush at him, trying to take him out; but in his mind, he could counter it like a Chinese bayonet charge. The first alien swung high, trying to icepick him but hammer reached out and broke it's wrist causing it to squeal in pain and fall to the ground. He took the stick and turned to his buddy, who was standing just behind the first; this one cautiously moved up faking swings to knock his timing off, but when the thing took a real swing hammer slammed to alien club on its shoulder area knocking bone out of place, and dislocated it so bad it stuck out of its uniform in a bloody mess.
He looked back up to see where the last one was, but felt something that had the sensation of a taser and a baseball bat hit him in the back several times; he reached back and grabbed it, flinging it across the room, and curb-stomped it's neck with a gristly crunch.
He check there pockets, pulling out several strange stones and some freaky looking "food". He tossed the food but kept the jewels; maybe when he got back to earth he could give it to some chick and then give it to that chick, if you know what I mean. He stepped out into a futuristic hallway, and noticed other cages; he went from cage to cage seeing if anyone was there, but mostly he found dead bodies that looked like they had been butchered. He checked their pockets (if they had clothes) and took stim-paks and med-x from them; it wasn't like they needed it anymore.
Now that alien freaks weren't trying to kill him, he took time to notice they didn't take his TAC-BOY off of him; a stupid move in their case. He fired it up and scanned the terminals up and down the hall, listening and watching in horror to human's last moments as the aliens did freaky (yet somehow kinky) experiments to them, and there quick demises afterwards. He took one last look in this block; he would live through this (he hoped)…he just felt so alone. Humans killing humans..at least the Chinese SOMETIMES showed mercy, but these aliens were a horrifying threat that didn't deserve to live.
Of course, that's what a LT. or a politician would say,
He just wanted them to die, no questions asked.
He walked down the hall, trying his best not to shiver in this cold ship, as he still was butt naked and had the most awkward boner ever. He opened a large door and entered a large "locker room" with alien crates everywhere; he heard an alien yell, and turned to see a lone alien charge him, club raised. Hammer waited until he got in point-blank range then drove the stick through him, his suit, and a bit of the wall he was then pinned to; he saw a look of stunned terror on the aliens face as it went limp.
The room was now very quiet.
He walked from crate to crate, checking it's contents; most of the stuff was money or ammo, but when he got to the crate the alien was fucking around with, he almost jumped for joy: in this extra-large crate was his armor and all his guns; he quickly suited up and loaded his weapons, now ready to take on a whole fucking army.
The only weapons he brought with him (because some were in his ATV or at his hotel room in blackpool) were his bike-saw, p diddy's protection, sambo sweeper, and his 5.56 airborne rifle. He dearly regretted not bringing his big box' LMG, or his gauss rifle…but they were too big to be used in a ship like this; the shotgun and the 5.56 would shine in this scenario.
As he put the weapons away, he took one last look in the crate and pulled out his gun he strangely almost forgot: the S&W .500 revolver.
It was weird that he would forget the most powerful weapon he had, but the sound of it firing would be good enough for him; his dad first used it when he was a little boy; some hapless robber broke in, and then was splattered across the yard by the high-power magnum round. Good times.
He checked his TAC-BOY for a map route; it gave a scanned layout of the area, and it showed 1 entrance that basically would lead him through the entire ship.
As he headed to the door leading to the next room, he noticed 1 crate he hadn't opened; he looked inside and saw a large box with the words "project: plant power" scribbled on them. Befuddled, he picked it up and looked inside it; inside there were at least 200 shotgun rounds, a note, and some weird looking science kit. He picked up the note and read to himself:
69-1337-21/42
General chase, our science team has discovered a way we can find a spot in this American arms race between the Chinese; our plant research group was studying germination of plants went the guys in the gun forge in lab 2-6 had a misfire, causing bullets to go through the wall into out lab, hitting our test subjects (plant containers 1-900.2) and doing bullet penetration, hit a scientist; what happened next was horrifying: the plant matter that must have stuck to the speeding bullet as it flew through the pot hit the scientist and due to the processes we did to the plants, began to quickly grow in him, and within 1.7 minutes the scientist was dead and potatoes were growing out of him. Even worse was a army sergeant came in and ate one of those potatoes (claiming they tasted "pretty damn good")
However, one of the scientists left, and came back with about 40 hobos he got from the streets and suggested we try reproducing what had happened: the result was "germinator" rounds, modified for combat usage. We included 200 models of such, and a kit to make them on the field, allowing the soldiers to kill there enemies, and ALSO make food for themselves.
Call it nasty, but if it proves successful, it will keep the public from starving, get rid of undesirables and homeless, AND make us rich!
Tell me what the troops think and write back!
-Adolf "totally not" Hitler
Hammer put the note down, and just had to sit back and think to himself: what the fuck did I just read?
He reluctantly loaded 2 of the "germinator" rounds into the sweeper and headed down the hall; a few steps later, he saw blue laser blasts fly down the hall as suited-up alien shock troopers charged in, trying to put down his little "rebellion" (soon to be massacre)
He aimed his sights right at the leader and fired; the buckshot-laced plant matter flew through the air in a green haze, impacting in a pollen-filled cloud. As it cleared, the air was filled with alien shrieks, and watched as they withered with random vegetables growing out of them. They quickly went silent after that, roots and food hanging from them. Hammer walked up and grabbed a potato hanging from one and ate it; he nodded and thought damn….they ARE tasty.
He fought his way through the "steam pipe room" as he called it, using he full arsenal to roll over them; soon he found himself in a wide open chamber, with what appeared to be an alien lava lamp in the center. Or a power core. He didn't give a shit.
Some aliens that appeared to be techs ran through, genuinely scared of him; hammer pulled out his golden glock and yelled "BRACE YOUSELF FOO!" followed by the splattering sound of multiple headshots. He heard a loud clanking sound, and turned to see a large alien robot appear; in a flash it was in his face with a plasma lance, trying to cut him in half; he pulled out the bike-saw and yelled "YOU THINK YOU CAN TAKE ME! INCOMING—DIE!"
The robot was slammed against the wall, the blade of the saw cutting through its frame, and after a few seconds, hammer took his helmet off and began eating the wires inside of it; any aliens around were now basically shitting themselves, because this human had some fight in him.
After he stood up, he saw the deck was now empty; it appeared that he had scared any foes off. For now, at least. His map showed that much of the ship was under construction, and he could get to the command deck by heading through the labs, and the cargo hold; it also showed that he could access the life support and airlocks for the infantry garrison from the console in front of him.
He didn't have to go through the garrison, and he could see it from the window in the bay; if anyone ever asked him for what he was about to do, fuck it, he'd say the devil made him do it. He walked up and pressed all the buttons on the console, which was followed by a siren, and outside, he watched all the airlocks in the lower decks below him (he had to go up to the command deck, but his T-51b was vacuum rated anyway) open, throwing hundreds of aliens to the icy black grip of space. To make things worse, he must have pressed the point-defense weapon button, because small laser auto-cannons were targeting and frying a large number of the floaters in suits.
He wondered why the fuck they put a control panel like this in a ship.
He headed up, seeing that he just burned the bridge behind him, into the labs; or rather, a small robot factory IN the labs. He put down the few aliens who hesitated to run from him; he hadn't seen many alien solders'; but, then again it may be because they were floating around in space thanks to his random button-mashing.
He stopped for a second and checked his map; it said he had to go THROUGH a wall to get to the labs…but one thing would maybe change that, and it was maybe 2 words:
Boom-boom.
He spotted several tanks of god-knows-what lining the wall he was looking at, and pulled out his rifle; he fired a short burst into it, and saw gas leaking out of it, so he got behind cover, pulled out a piece of paper, lit it with a match and then threw it.
The explosion that ensued must have rocked the whole ship.
He stood up and ran through the breach, guns blazing; the scenery quickly changed from a factory to a clean hospital setting. As he lowered his weapon, he noticed a large window next to him; it seems to overlook a large room with cells; the force fields on them must have been knocked out by the explosion he caused, and the room was lined with slashes of blood on the walls, and dead aliens lying on the ground.
Hammer frowned; this was more damage than that explosion could have caused, after all, the aliens here looked like something tore them apart. He took one last look and headed to the next room; the room he walked into was a dead end, and looked like the last room, but this one had something horrible:
He ran up to the window, his jaw hanging; large, pale aliens with shocking human looking features were attacking the "greens" aliens, and tearing them apart with their long arms; he turned around and almost crapped himself, because there was the tables that they did the experiments on him, and on one of the tables was a dead "freak"….much like the ones that were attacking the greens.
He walked up to the dead monstrosity and took a good look at it; it looked too human to be coincidence. On a table near it was a holo-tape for aliens, and he scanned it to see its contents. What he found was stunning; it appeared to be a video of an experiment on a human:
"lemme go you bastards! You'll never turn me into one of those things!" the human in the tape screamed; the aliens quickly held him down and injected him with several needles and began drilling his chest much like they did to him. He fast-forwarded to where the human's body was violently morphing, and within seconds the screaming human was a horrible abomination.
He deleted the video, his stomach upset with what he just saw; he took one last look at the..thing, feeling sorry for what happened to the human. He vowed to put every one of these "turned" out of their misery, so they wouldn't live this nightmare.
Just then, he heard a loud thump on the glass behind him; he turned to see one of the monsters slam a dismembered alien into it, and watched as it began punching the glass, trying to get him. He pulled out the shotgun, his heart in his throat; this was terrifying, even with his power armor. A few seconds later, the thing slammed through the glass, uttering a bone-chilling shriek as it attacked him.
He slammed the stock of his shotgun into its face, knocking it to the ground; he then curb stomped its neck. As he turned to blast the others crawling through the glass, he swore the creature uttered thank you.
He dropped the others, and then checked his map; he had to work his way through the monster filled labs to get to the final teleporter, leading to the command deck, and the teleporter to the surface. However, he had played the game doomed: ass difficultly before, so he could take a few monsters…I mean, he didn't have a chain-saw, but he had a mother fuckin' BIKE-SAW.
He headed through the broken window and followed the blood stained path, sneaking as best as he could. He could hear them, crawling all over the place. As he stood up to open a door, one of the monsters bust out of the vent above him, and pinned him to the ground; it roared and began slashing at him. Hammer delivered a left hook to its jaw, and he could feel something in there break, and as he brought his hand back, he pulled out the glock and stuck it below its chin, and fired; he roof was covered in greenish-red blood.
He stood up, and just ran through the next rooms; he didn't want to deal with this.
As he entered the room to head to the top deck, he saw a mob of 20 monsters chasing him; he slammed the door shut, and fired his shotgun at the panel, freezing the door controls shut. He exhaled a breath of air; he would rather lead the charge into Beijing than have to do this ever again.
As he stepped in the elevator, he saw the door behind him start to bulge; those things were about to get in. just as the door fell, he got transported.
In a flash, he was on the command deck of this alien ship; he pulled out his rifle; this was where they ALL were…and they must have known he was there. He opened the door and saw at least a dozen alien troopers with glowing energy shields waiting for him; he hit the floor as plasma whizzed past his head, and aliens screaming unknown threats at him. He stood up and sprayed them sown with his rifle, many of them falling to the 5.56 MM round. He was getting close to his objective; it was just beyond this door.
As he opened to door, it revealed a large room with a chair in the center, a window, and a door just beyond it; in the chair was the alien captain, who was on a holo-message….yelling at a group of humans on the other end. 1 was a cowboy from the wild west, one looked like a slaver, another was a little girl; he saw one that was a US medic wearing winter armor….the other was a girl wearing T-51B just like him….she had the winterized version like the one he was wearing.
Just then, the message ended, and he felt the ship moving; he began sneaking up on the captain, who was targeting another alien ship. Just as he began firing the ship's cannon, he jumped up and snapped the stunned captain's neck with a loud CRACK. As the captain slumped to the floor, the ship was shook around by a direct hit from the other ship's laser. Hammer didn't wait to see what happened next; he made a dead run for the teleporter back to earth. As he opened the door to it, he saw another blast hit the bridge point-blank, and all the air in there was sucked out.
He shut the door behind him, and felt a cold sensation as he was teleported.
After what seemed like hours, he opened his eyes again, and was greeted by the "relaxing" wasteland once again. As he headed back to skyborder, eager to get the hell to the enclave base (and by extension, out of there) he saw a bright flash in the sky, a second sun. many would say it was a meteor. But hammer knew what that was.
He didn't know what or who was using the other ship, or who the chick in the T-51 was…but all he knew was that the aliens wouldn't fuck with him again, and that's all that mattered. As he got to his ATV and fired it up, he looked to where he was supposed to go next.
A/N: this chapter….just flowed out…I love this chapter, I was thinking of all you guys (no homo) when I wrote this….also, germnator rounds are badass. And the chick in T-51B was the lone wanderer from my playthroughs of fallout 3. (I loved T-51 because I never had to repair it) now, don't think she won't appear again; she will several times.
