this was a request drabble~ bonus points to who ever can name what alien it is~ *hint it's a mix of three~*
He wasn't sure how he became separated from his squad. Having gotten caught up in the evacuation of the prison, Zonic somehow ended up in the back way of the massive lockdown facility.
During a normal day, a horrifying thing occurred. Somehow, alien lifeforms infiltrated the prison and had spread like a horrible virus, causing a massive panic through the cellblocks.
The warden ad called for immediate action to take place, which led up to the poor evacuation attempt.
Now, Zonic cringed at the sight of torn and mangled corpses as he made his way to a secured wing of the prison.
Bile threatened to come up his throat as his body screamed in all forms of panic.
How did this happen?
He paused at a fork, debating which path to take. That is when he heard the slowly growing familiar shrieks and screams of the hellspawn deep within the darkness of the shadowy parts of the prison.
Moving quickly, he slid onto the ground. Pulling a rotten corpse over himself for cover.
Zonic went still as he heard clawed feet walk casually into the forked pathway. Resisting the urge to gag at the newfound horrible odor, he remained still and quiet as he felt the thing continue on its merry way.
He wasn't sure how long he had been there, sitting in a broken rib cage with the cooling organs resting on his back and slowly sliding down. But he NEEDED air.
Shakily, he moved out of the corpse cover. Heaving and letting his small breakfast return to the outside world.
The slightly trembling emeralds look around at the horrid sight and heaved again.
"Too much..blood!," he whimpered softly, his green glove hands clenching into fists as he forced himself to take calming breaths.
He wasn't a rookie, he could do this!
So what if he was in a prison of gore and nightmares?
So what if he was constantly inhaling the scent of death and sludge?
So what if his knee was sitting in an organ soup-
He heaved again, this time on the corpse he hid in.
Shakily, he stood up and moved away from the gross scene. Deciding to take the right fork pathway because of the illuminated exit sign hanging poorly above.
The emeralds scanned the area quietly, a part of him wishing he didn't lose his blaster while the other part screamed at him to grab something.
He could manage, if he could just find the exit…
He flinched at the startled yelp as he crashed into an inmate. His eyes widening at the familiar sight in front of him. "Scourge? What are you doing down here?," he asked, the slightly shorter male shrinking for a moment before popping back up with his arms around the other. "They're all dead!," he muttered, Zonic cautiously remaining stiff.
The other wore a headpiece from a Zone Cop's helmet, a communicator on his wrist with a broken blaster at his waist. So he either stole, or looted a corpse hmm?
Zonic sighed, hoping it was the looting part.
"Listen, we need to get out of here.," he said, making the startled blues look up at him. "What paths are open above? Do you know?," he asked, the other shaking his head. "T-the frequency for the helmets went quiet, I don't know what's going on!," the emerald hedgehog said, a few panicked breaths leaving him," The only thing coming in now are screams!"
Zonic sighed softly," Ok, ok….Come on, there might be a way….," he said, turning around and making sure the other was following. He couldn't help but feel responsible for the other. "There's a prototype warp gate on a lower level. If we can get to that and activate it, we might have a chance."
"But, it's a prototype, how would we know if it even works right?," Scourge asked, the radio communicator in his ear crackling another scream followed by a screech. "It's our best bet. And if it doesn't work, we either die from it or were left to those things loose in the hallways." Zonic said, disliking how cold the area had become.
The green teen silently contemplated his options before he nodded," You know exactly where it is?," he asked, looking to the No Zone guard. "I know it's in a closed off lab a level below…" "Oh...perfect….more terrifying moments." Scourge said sarcastically. "Well, maybe we'll luck out and find a weapon that works...or something," Zonic said as he neared a door with a keypad. "Let me see the communicator on your wrist," he said, grasping the slightly shaking peach arm and holding it up to the gentle electric glow of the pad.
The red light blared green as the door opened, revealing a darkened stairwell. "Alright...stay close..," he said, taking a cautious step in. He could practically feel the other stay close to his back, almost clinging as he followed. 'Well, at least he feels safer….," he thought, his blue ears straining to hear things in the dulled silence.
Their combined breathing seemed unbearably loud in the small space.
Cautiously, Zonic twisted the hidden door knob in the wall. The panel clicking open with a creak. "This way...stay alert.," he whispered as he crawled through.
Shaky breaths left him as the two stood in the empty and dusty lab. Sheets covering a majority of the items.
"Ok, help me find it.," he said, beginning to walk around the darkened lab. The green hedgehog immediately went to a large object and pulled down the sheet. A large machine found beneath. "Huh….How about that.," Zonic said, the inmate shrugging," It seemed obvious." He said nonchalantly.
Zonic overlooked the older machine and sighed. No wonder it was shelved. Too clunky. "Alright...let's see what's going on here…," he walked over to a keyboard and began to click in codes. A relieved sound left him as it whirred painfully to life.
Zonic looked at the machine as lights began to click on its surface. "Alright, we just need it to prepare a portal for us, then we can-" A loud screech cut him off.
The cerulean zone cop felt himself pull back and up sharply, a burning sensation in his leg as he crashed to the ground.
Above him, a wriggling mass of darkness squirmed. Glowing crystal teeth becoming more noticed as it opened its mouth more. A loud screech leaving the maw.
Zonic barely registered that he was screaming until he saw an old pipe slam into the side of its "head" region.
Clattering to the ground, the creature flailed to stand upright once again. Zonic's breath quickened as he heard the whir of a blaster fire up. A bright blue light slicing through the darkness with a soft sound. The creature exploded into a smoke like liquid before it squirmed towards a vent and disappeared within.
The emeralds shakily looked up at Scourge, holding what looked like a blaster from the early days of the prison. The green teen was panting heavily," Shit, that was actually a gun? I mean- HA! Take that!," he said.
"Nice save…," Zonic said sarcastically, beginning to sit up only to wince and release a pain filled yelp.
What ever sharp appendage grabbed him, went clean through his leg. Blood slowly oozing from the wound steadily.
"Oh god..that's a lot of blood," he wheezed in panic, his ears going back. "We'll handle it later," Scourge said, wrapping his arms around the other and dragging him to the warp pad. "S-stop! We don't know what it did!"
"Yeah? Well if we move fast, we can get to a place that can treat you.," he said, the sapphires burning in slight determination as he paused on the warp pad. The old blaster still in hand.
"Can it handle a large jump?," he asked, the azure male groaning softly as he lost all feeling in his leg. "S-should be enough." He responded, beginning to feel light headed from blood loss.
Swallowing, Scourge nodded, punching in a zone location. "Ok...hold one blu-...Zonic," he said, holding the other as the machine whirred loudly.
And, with a loud crack, the two teleported to a zone. The machine falling apart from the large jump and strain from years of unuse.
Leaving the darkened and still slightly full infested prison behind. And giving it to the creatures that now take hold.