The Human:
A Half Life story
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I haven't beaten Half-Life, and am currently stuck on Chapter 7. Boo- hoo.
It was black. Pitch black. Dark as night when you would blink your eye-peels. Light's flashed - no surprise in this brain.
That's when I saw the human. It had an orange outfit. I despised humans; they thought of us as one race. We were not one race; we were just one planet banned together through communication.
The human looked scared. I laughed silently, through my brain. He had never seen us before, and I knew he would not want to see us again. We were not earthlings, but we were creatures. He wasn't the first to show up, but something told me that this humanoid would be the one to make it out through the arms.
The arms were the humanoids military. They didn't shoot at us unless to knock us out. They captured as in cages and took us to a facility.
However this 'noid got here, he could get me out. Get us Xen out. I took three steps closer when a shock came. The shock sent me out of the darkness of the facility and into the walls.
The walls of what were apparently "Black Mesa". Black for the horror, Mesa for the height. High Horror. It was time to kill who I hated. Kill the eggheads, the orange suit, the two ladies, the handlers, the arms. Kill all the humanoids.
I wondered where the other Xens went. I didn't really care, as most Xens just wanted to banish all existence's of beings that thought they were better than we were. I would kill the eggheads first.
I saw the man in the orange suit again. I took a step toward him. He probably wanted me dead, and I wanted him dead more. I took a swipe at him.
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
I fell back. A blue-arms had shot me.
"Let's get a beer later, 'ey, G-man?"
Not being a humanoid, I had no idea what this meant. I just hoped that the "G-man" and the blue-arms would be dead.
I wasn't, and I will get him later. I will kill him. He doesn't know I was alive.
A Half Life story
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I haven't beaten Half-Life, and am currently stuck on Chapter 7. Boo- hoo.
It was black. Pitch black. Dark as night when you would blink your eye-peels. Light's flashed - no surprise in this brain.
That's when I saw the human. It had an orange outfit. I despised humans; they thought of us as one race. We were not one race; we were just one planet banned together through communication.
The human looked scared. I laughed silently, through my brain. He had never seen us before, and I knew he would not want to see us again. We were not earthlings, but we were creatures. He wasn't the first to show up, but something told me that this humanoid would be the one to make it out through the arms.
The arms were the humanoids military. They didn't shoot at us unless to knock us out. They captured as in cages and took us to a facility.
However this 'noid got here, he could get me out. Get us Xen out. I took three steps closer when a shock came. The shock sent me out of the darkness of the facility and into the walls.
The walls of what were apparently "Black Mesa". Black for the horror, Mesa for the height. High Horror. It was time to kill who I hated. Kill the eggheads, the orange suit, the two ladies, the handlers, the arms. Kill all the humanoids.
I wondered where the other Xens went. I didn't really care, as most Xens just wanted to banish all existence's of beings that thought they were better than we were. I would kill the eggheads first.
I saw the man in the orange suit again. I took a step toward him. He probably wanted me dead, and I wanted him dead more. I took a swipe at him.
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
I fell back. A blue-arms had shot me.
"Let's get a beer later, 'ey, G-man?"
Not being a humanoid, I had no idea what this meant. I just hoped that the "G-man" and the blue-arms would be dead.
I wasn't, and I will get him later. I will kill him. He doesn't know I was alive.