Montgomery's blood filled eyes searched the Main Hall for more food,
but he could find nothing to sedate his raging hunger. The itchiness
had become even worse, flesh peeling away from the bone and falling
onto the floor in sickening sheets. His jaw was shaking and quivering,
a steady stream of saliva mixed with blood covered his mouth and
shirt. He had earlier stripped away his Kevlar vest, seeing no further
use of it. Scratching at his bicep, Monty let out a small gasp as
another one of his yellowing fingernails ripped away from the flesh,
clattering to the floor as a globe of blood formed on the nail-less
finger. He cravingly put the bleeding appendage in his mouth and the
blood felt almost rejuvinating. He shuffled over once again to Nora's
corpse, he had set it next to the door to the Intersection after their
little, "duel." He wearily turned towards the said door once he
spotted its silver handle slowly moving.
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The cold steel doorknob bit into Seth's cut hand as he threw it
open with full force. A shrouded figure stood at least a foot away
from the now opened door, his head instinctively swinging towards Seth.
His heart pumping with fright, Seth's arm reeled back, his other hand
flew from the doorknob to meet its partner on the axe's handle. The
axe swung in a horizontal arc. The blade sliced into the man's neck,
eating its way through arteries, veins, and vertebra before lodging
itself into the opposite wall. Seth reeled back when the now severed
head revealed itself to be that of the Beta Commander Richard
Montgomery, who the survivors had previously thought to be dead. The
screams of his teammates were irrelevant as he fell onto his hands and
knees and heaved what was left of his meal, a half digested penut
butter sandwich and Sunkist orange soda, onto the floor. The puddle
of vomit merged with a separate pool of blood, a pool which Seth
followed until his eyes met with Nora's mutilated corpse. A pistol
layed in her hands, the bullet taking a new residence within her skull,
an obvious suicide. However, deep red slashes were scattered across
her body, knife slashes, and one of her arms was stripped nearly to the
bone, as if a dog had chewed away at it.
Nora's corpse had triggered a previously unseen rage in Em, his
typical obscenity-filled tantrums now transformed into an act of sheer
rage. His screams filled the Main Hall, screams of loss, angst, and
fury. "YOU PROMISED ME!!!" Em launched his foot into Monty's rotting
headless body, sending it spiraling into the air. His fingers dug into
the curly locks of hair on Monty's severed head and lifted it so he
was staring into his dull, blank eyes. "You..promised...me..." The
head fell from his numb hands as he began to sob. The remaining three
came towards Em, an act of comfort and a subtle apology. A shrill
"BING!" squealed from what seemed like one of the thick walls, a sound
very similar to the chimes of an elevator reaching its designated
floor. All of the tired S.T.A.R.S. members ventured towards the large
reception desk in the center of the room and searched the walls in
confusion. All eyes shot to the wall to the right, where two segments
of wall folded outward, a secret doorway. Immediately after the door
completely opened, automatic fire erupted from the newly revealed
passage. Only Elizabeth escaped unscathed after the bullets flew into
Seth's left arm and leg, Em's right shoulder, and the majority of the
rounds took out both of Lyle's knees. Lyle fell against the desk,
blood gratuitously flowing from his damaged legs as one very precise
bullet punched through Dr. Keyes temple, shredding through skull and
brain matter before tearing its way out through the other side of his
head. He fell limp to the ground as the mystery attacker stepped out
of the secret elevator.
The man stood at 5'7'' and weighing 144 pounds, clad in a
bloodied lab coat. Strands of messy brown hair drifted close to his
eyes and he wore a sly grin on his face. In his hands he held a still
smoking Uzi. "Well, it's nice to finally reunite isn't it?" said Sean
in a calm, collected voice. "I'm very surprised to see how many of you
actually survived. I'll admit, Pestilence was very disappointing,
only ridding this world of Mr. Amos. Famine did a bit better, but I
was expected so much more from War. Oh well, we all have our own
little disappointments don't we?"
"Wait up one fuckin' second! What the hell is all this? Noah
was all shaken up because he saw you-"
"Dead? That was quite a trick, I must give myself credit for.
I couldn't have done it without the good doctor Terrence Mann. You
see, I went to explore the Lockers where I stumbled across Dr. Mann's
headless corpse. After a little clothing switch, nobody would be able
to tell who's body that really was, mine or Mann's! See for yourself."
Sean flicked a plastic ID card at the soldiers from his pocket, which
which indeed did belong to a man named Terrence Mann. "Wonderful,
wouldn't you agree?" The same smug smile was still plastered on the
traitor's face.
Squeezing his wounded arm, Seth enquired, "Why the hell did you
do all of this, who exactly are you? What else don't we know about
this godforsaken place?!"
"Aah, I figured one of you would ask this. You see, Sean Grey
would not be my birthname. My name is actually Mr. Alexander Keyes."
A glaring silence stood between the soldiers and the traitor as his
plan began to unfold. "Sean Grey is a fictional alias I created upon
researching the subjects of this experiment. The one I obviously chose
was Alicia Grey, of whom I share no real relation to. My motive?
It's all really just a case of bad blood. I wanted to participate in
this experiment, but my father, the now late Peter Keyes, refused.
However, my sister, the fucking favorite of the family, was accepted.
They claimed that my recessive genes would no react properly to the
medications and brain enhancers, but I knew it was all bullshit. Since
the project began, I've made numerous attempts to foil it, but to no
avail, until now. With you as my pawns, it has all gone perfectly.
As for this facility? What you have explored is merely one sixth of
this place. It was purposely built like this after the Raccoon fiasco
in case of investigators. The elevators were built in and hidden by
the walls, which led to the real labs. All that you have seen shares
little to no relevance to this project. Feel pretty used now, don't
you?"
Seething with anger at Sean's betrayal, Lyle unholstered and
raised his pistol, only to hear the dry click of an empty clip, the
bullets all wasted in the attack against War. Sean laughed as he
retaliated with a bullet in Lyle's head. His head drew back and fell
forward, blood and brain leaking through the newly created hole.
"Just to assure my safety and your own, would all of you please
toss aside your firearms? Oh, pretty please?"
Em spoke furiously through clenched teeth, "You fuckin' cunt,
I'll get you for this, I swear to it."
After the weapons clattered to the floor, Sean's smile grew all
the more as he continued, "Actually, you won't, as much as I hate to
disappoint you," Sean's slender hand snuck into his pocket. He pulled
out a tiny control tipped with a glowing red button. "This entire lab
has been rigged with high powered explosives in key points of the lab.
There won't be a speck of evidence left once I press this button."
Her eyes filled with tears, Elizabeth stood up from Lyle's body
and said, "Well Sean, or Alex, whoever the hell you really are, what
if something doesn't fit with your little plan? What if that huge
monster comes and rips your goddamn head off? You ever think about
that?"
Sean simply laughed at Elizabeth, "Hah, I'm absolutely sure
that by now, nothing can go wron-" Sean was interrupted when the
Intersection door literally exploded off of its hinges. War stampeded
into the room and stopped, taking in the new arrangement of prey.
Sean's once confident and sly face was now a tense face of panic as he
blasted away at War with his Uzi. The feeble bullets mere sank into
War's muscled frame as he charged at Sean, blade extended from his arm.
The blade plunged into Sean's stomach, the sudden wave of pain
causing him to scream with agony. War grabbed Sean's arm and twisted
it, breaking nearly every bone, causing the Uzi to fall to the ground.
War let go of Sean's now limp, ruined arm and glared at him for a
moment. After seemingly making up his mind, he placed his massive hand
on Sean's writing head. As he squeezed his head he slowly began to
raise the blade on his arm, cutting upwards into Sean's ribcage. War
continued to push harder and harder until he finally ripped the blade
through Sean's skull, severing everything above his waist down the
middle. He then turned to the remaining prey: Elizabeth, Seth, and
Em. He slowly prowled towards them as they scattered in separate
directions. Elizabeth turned her attention to the now screaming Em,
who she realized was screaming at Seth. Seth was quickly limping
towards the Entrance, and he threw open the door and ran out. He had
left Em and herself to fight War by themselves.
"SETH YOU CAN'T LEAVE US HERE!!!!"
A desperate plea for help, which would probably go unanswered.
but he could find nothing to sedate his raging hunger. The itchiness
had become even worse, flesh peeling away from the bone and falling
onto the floor in sickening sheets. His jaw was shaking and quivering,
a steady stream of saliva mixed with blood covered his mouth and
shirt. He had earlier stripped away his Kevlar vest, seeing no further
use of it. Scratching at his bicep, Monty let out a small gasp as
another one of his yellowing fingernails ripped away from the flesh,
clattering to the floor as a globe of blood formed on the nail-less
finger. He cravingly put the bleeding appendage in his mouth and the
blood felt almost rejuvinating. He shuffled over once again to Nora's
corpse, he had set it next to the door to the Intersection after their
little, "duel." He wearily turned towards the said door once he
spotted its silver handle slowly moving.
--------------------
The cold steel doorknob bit into Seth's cut hand as he threw it
open with full force. A shrouded figure stood at least a foot away
from the now opened door, his head instinctively swinging towards Seth.
His heart pumping with fright, Seth's arm reeled back, his other hand
flew from the doorknob to meet its partner on the axe's handle. The
axe swung in a horizontal arc. The blade sliced into the man's neck,
eating its way through arteries, veins, and vertebra before lodging
itself into the opposite wall. Seth reeled back when the now severed
head revealed itself to be that of the Beta Commander Richard
Montgomery, who the survivors had previously thought to be dead. The
screams of his teammates were irrelevant as he fell onto his hands and
knees and heaved what was left of his meal, a half digested penut
butter sandwich and Sunkist orange soda, onto the floor. The puddle
of vomit merged with a separate pool of blood, a pool which Seth
followed until his eyes met with Nora's mutilated corpse. A pistol
layed in her hands, the bullet taking a new residence within her skull,
an obvious suicide. However, deep red slashes were scattered across
her body, knife slashes, and one of her arms was stripped nearly to the
bone, as if a dog had chewed away at it.
Nora's corpse had triggered a previously unseen rage in Em, his
typical obscenity-filled tantrums now transformed into an act of sheer
rage. His screams filled the Main Hall, screams of loss, angst, and
fury. "YOU PROMISED ME!!!" Em launched his foot into Monty's rotting
headless body, sending it spiraling into the air. His fingers dug into
the curly locks of hair on Monty's severed head and lifted it so he
was staring into his dull, blank eyes. "You..promised...me..." The
head fell from his numb hands as he began to sob. The remaining three
came towards Em, an act of comfort and a subtle apology. A shrill
"BING!" squealed from what seemed like one of the thick walls, a sound
very similar to the chimes of an elevator reaching its designated
floor. All of the tired S.T.A.R.S. members ventured towards the large
reception desk in the center of the room and searched the walls in
confusion. All eyes shot to the wall to the right, where two segments
of wall folded outward, a secret doorway. Immediately after the door
completely opened, automatic fire erupted from the newly revealed
passage. Only Elizabeth escaped unscathed after the bullets flew into
Seth's left arm and leg, Em's right shoulder, and the majority of the
rounds took out both of Lyle's knees. Lyle fell against the desk,
blood gratuitously flowing from his damaged legs as one very precise
bullet punched through Dr. Keyes temple, shredding through skull and
brain matter before tearing its way out through the other side of his
head. He fell limp to the ground as the mystery attacker stepped out
of the secret elevator.
The man stood at 5'7'' and weighing 144 pounds, clad in a
bloodied lab coat. Strands of messy brown hair drifted close to his
eyes and he wore a sly grin on his face. In his hands he held a still
smoking Uzi. "Well, it's nice to finally reunite isn't it?" said Sean
in a calm, collected voice. "I'm very surprised to see how many of you
actually survived. I'll admit, Pestilence was very disappointing,
only ridding this world of Mr. Amos. Famine did a bit better, but I
was expected so much more from War. Oh well, we all have our own
little disappointments don't we?"
"Wait up one fuckin' second! What the hell is all this? Noah
was all shaken up because he saw you-"
"Dead? That was quite a trick, I must give myself credit for.
I couldn't have done it without the good doctor Terrence Mann. You
see, I went to explore the Lockers where I stumbled across Dr. Mann's
headless corpse. After a little clothing switch, nobody would be able
to tell who's body that really was, mine or Mann's! See for yourself."
Sean flicked a plastic ID card at the soldiers from his pocket, which
which indeed did belong to a man named Terrence Mann. "Wonderful,
wouldn't you agree?" The same smug smile was still plastered on the
traitor's face.
Squeezing his wounded arm, Seth enquired, "Why the hell did you
do all of this, who exactly are you? What else don't we know about
this godforsaken place?!"
"Aah, I figured one of you would ask this. You see, Sean Grey
would not be my birthname. My name is actually Mr. Alexander Keyes."
A glaring silence stood between the soldiers and the traitor as his
plan began to unfold. "Sean Grey is a fictional alias I created upon
researching the subjects of this experiment. The one I obviously chose
was Alicia Grey, of whom I share no real relation to. My motive?
It's all really just a case of bad blood. I wanted to participate in
this experiment, but my father, the now late Peter Keyes, refused.
However, my sister, the fucking favorite of the family, was accepted.
They claimed that my recessive genes would no react properly to the
medications and brain enhancers, but I knew it was all bullshit. Since
the project began, I've made numerous attempts to foil it, but to no
avail, until now. With you as my pawns, it has all gone perfectly.
As for this facility? What you have explored is merely one sixth of
this place. It was purposely built like this after the Raccoon fiasco
in case of investigators. The elevators were built in and hidden by
the walls, which led to the real labs. All that you have seen shares
little to no relevance to this project. Feel pretty used now, don't
you?"
Seething with anger at Sean's betrayal, Lyle unholstered and
raised his pistol, only to hear the dry click of an empty clip, the
bullets all wasted in the attack against War. Sean laughed as he
retaliated with a bullet in Lyle's head. His head drew back and fell
forward, blood and brain leaking through the newly created hole.
"Just to assure my safety and your own, would all of you please
toss aside your firearms? Oh, pretty please?"
Em spoke furiously through clenched teeth, "You fuckin' cunt,
I'll get you for this, I swear to it."
After the weapons clattered to the floor, Sean's smile grew all
the more as he continued, "Actually, you won't, as much as I hate to
disappoint you," Sean's slender hand snuck into his pocket. He pulled
out a tiny control tipped with a glowing red button. "This entire lab
has been rigged with high powered explosives in key points of the lab.
There won't be a speck of evidence left once I press this button."
Her eyes filled with tears, Elizabeth stood up from Lyle's body
and said, "Well Sean, or Alex, whoever the hell you really are, what
if something doesn't fit with your little plan? What if that huge
monster comes and rips your goddamn head off? You ever think about
that?"
Sean simply laughed at Elizabeth, "Hah, I'm absolutely sure
that by now, nothing can go wron-" Sean was interrupted when the
Intersection door literally exploded off of its hinges. War stampeded
into the room and stopped, taking in the new arrangement of prey.
Sean's once confident and sly face was now a tense face of panic as he
blasted away at War with his Uzi. The feeble bullets mere sank into
War's muscled frame as he charged at Sean, blade extended from his arm.
The blade plunged into Sean's stomach, the sudden wave of pain
causing him to scream with agony. War grabbed Sean's arm and twisted
it, breaking nearly every bone, causing the Uzi to fall to the ground.
War let go of Sean's now limp, ruined arm and glared at him for a
moment. After seemingly making up his mind, he placed his massive hand
on Sean's writing head. As he squeezed his head he slowly began to
raise the blade on his arm, cutting upwards into Sean's ribcage. War
continued to push harder and harder until he finally ripped the blade
through Sean's skull, severing everything above his waist down the
middle. He then turned to the remaining prey: Elizabeth, Seth, and
Em. He slowly prowled towards them as they scattered in separate
directions. Elizabeth turned her attention to the now screaming Em,
who she realized was screaming at Seth. Seth was quickly limping
towards the Entrance, and he threw open the door and ran out. He had
left Em and herself to fight War by themselves.
"SETH YOU CAN'T LEAVE US HERE!!!!"
A desperate plea for help, which would probably go unanswered.