Chapter Twelve.
"Darling, I do not believe that you have thought this through.." Jacques was unable to finish what he was saying as he felt the wrong side of the guns butt on the back of his head. It was then that they realized that maybe they were in some trouble, aliens were one thing, they killed because it was their way of life, but the humans that gave up on humanity and were telepathically raped by the aliens were just pathetic. Who with a sane mind would ever believe that the aliens were their messiahs, not the smartest of humans.
Her complexion was very thinly shown, someone who had been in the shadows feeding on soya-paks for what would seem to be a long time. Then again, nearly everyone stuck in the undercity would be eating the crap-in-paks food without a choice, because it was all that was there to eat and what was left in the stores when everywhere was abandoned. Noticing her faint steps towards Jacques, Sam leapt forward at the woman knocking into her hard, both falling to the floor, in a struggle for the gun in both hands.
One single shot went off and both woman stopped struggling and remained motionless as they both looked upon the direction of which the bullet had travelled. Everyone was looking towards the boy on his knees, holding his stomach with blood covered hands. His eyes looking at his wound bewildered at what had just happened, and before he could fall back onto the floor, Guy was already holding him in his arms, one of his hands pressing down on the hole in his friends stomach yet glaring with hatred at the woman being now held down by Jacques.
Stephen was not really sure why he was holding his stomach, only that one moment he was watching two women fighting on the floor and the next thing, Bang! And he was falling back, now covered in his own blood. It was the shock that was affecting him, those were the words he could hear from a strangers voice, a woman's voice. Was it the woman who pointed the gun, that he was not sure about. Only now he could make out Guys face looking at him from above
"Don't worry kid, you'll be fine" His eyes now pointing at the woman standing with her arms tight behind her back, pinned by Jacques whose deep look at her was also piercing, even from behind. His hands now sticky with blood, not wanting to remember what that feeling felt like, taking him back to when he was a soldier, a memory he wished not to have, but life seemed to always laugh at him, it never seemed to be his own blood, always a friend. "What is you damn problem lady?"
Lexa looked at him, her eyes lowering downwards not wanting to look at him, knowing his eyes would stab into her. She did not wish to feel guilt, sickening human trait. "They will come for you, you cannot run from the messiahs." Something was different now as she spoke these words, the screaming in her head was calming down, the lack of feeling towards humanity in her was yelling at her to be strong, something she had not felt in many years. Before she could continue Guy was already shouting at her.
"How many people have to be killed by the aliens for you people to see they are nothing but big insects from space? Damn you are all pathetic weak-minded fucks!" Each word hitting Lexa hard, she did not know what to think, something was letting her go in her own mind, something that was lying to her, and as her eyes opened all went black as the butt of her own gun hit her hard above her nose.
"There was no need for that Sam!" Everyone looked over to see Sam holding the gun with an angered look upon her face.
"That bitch shot Stephen..." Jacques was looking at the young woman before him, the woman he was spending his life with and would die for, yet he was willing to trust his instincts on this one choice he was making, hoping that it would not rip a hole in his relationship with Sam, but he thought it was worth it, no other choices.
"It doesn't matter right now, we gotta find somewhere to hide, the aliens will be coming soon, especially with one of their own dead and a human bleeding. They seem to just know when to arrive unannounced." Looking over to Guy lifting Stephen up ready to carry them, Jacques moved over to woman on the floor momentarily unconscious. He kicked her side, hard enough to wake her from her sudden slumber. "We need to find somewhere safe to help the kid. Where can we go?" Sam rushed over to Jacques to protest, but was interrupted by the Spear.
"The Sanctuary at the far end of the labs. They won't find anyone in there, its airtight and barricaded with heavy tech weaponry. Nothing can get in..."
"Good girl. What is your name?" Trying to avoid Sams dagger looks at him he tried to hurry the pleasantries.
"Warren, Lexa Warren." Jacques took Lexa's gun from Sam who did not seem happy about it, wondering what the hell he could be doing, was the man insane, one too many knocks to the head. With a concerned look of lingering trust he handed over the gun back to Lexa. "I do not understand, why are you giving me my gun back?" Rather confused by the mans actions she could do nothing but wonder, as did the others.
Stepping over to Guy and Stephen, he smiled down at the boy, trying to show a positive moment of hope to the young man. Then looking up at Guy who had a very similar look to Sams, also wondering why Jacques had handed the gun back to the seemingly psychotic Spear, but something told him that it would be okay. "Because Lexa, these creatures kill everyone, and I do not leave anyone to die like the poor souls used to bring these monsters into the world, even if it means trusting you to come along with us. But believe me, if you do anything that I think deserves a bullet in your head, I will not think twice."
Guy smiled at what Jacques had just told Lexa, as did Sam. Yet Sam did not truly approve with Jacques decision, a Spear is better of dead and why Jacques was keeping her alive she did not understand, Spears did not have souls.
The five of them headed down the Northern corridor into the direction Lexa had pointed, hoping they could trust her, but right now they had no other choice. Lexa was the only one who new the tunnels and that is why she was important, the fact she carried a gun and could turn on them really meant nothing to Jacques right now. All he knew was that they had to get the hell out of Hell, before the monsters came back, and time was running out, but before his thoughts went back to the running, he could not help but think that maybe this was a bad idea, the Sanctuary, nothing could keep these monsters out.
"Come on Seb, we gotta get the hell out of here?" Looking over to see him, his eyes locked to the view-cam, watching as the sentinels were torn apart, the last movements they made before deactivating. It was not the fact that the sentinels had been taken down so quickly, it was the wave of darkness coming closer towards them. These demons would keep coming until they found them, and kill, 'oh god' or worse, take them to the hive and nesting chamber. Horrors of what was bouncing of the sides of Sebs head when he thought about an alien ripping through his chest. "Seb!"
Taking his eyes of the screen he looked at the group of marines that were left in the security room, they all seemed a little preoccupied with the events that had just taken place, wondering how the hell the sentinels could be taken down so easily. The two behemoths were designed to withstand the heaviest of xenomorph attacks, but what just happened was ridiculous, these things just ran through them, not caring how many of their kind got obliterated, as long as they got to where they wanted to get to, nothing else matters. All the aliens were doing on this attack was killing, taking hosts was never met with such an attack, this was purely a massacre, probably some telepathic attack sent from the queen. Bitch.
His mind did not wish to think of the monsters that were coming for them, the hatred he felt to a species almost as much as his hatred for humanity. Life was such a waste when these monsters came to this land, then again how could he just want to give up when the world had fought for so long to keep itself from being destroyed. Monsters tormented all that he knew, all that everyone had known, having to move amongst the stars, and leave the world that had been humanities for just a heartbeat of human life.
"Seb, come on man, we gotta get going." Words would not be heard, but a faint mutter at the back of his head. Their screams, echoing through everyone who was cursed to be listening to them, they were too close for comfort and as he shuck his head, getting the monsters fowl gunk dripping grin out of his mind, he noticed an active Securicam in the 'East Sector Two', his head was spinning but he knew that it meant something was down there, and the sensors were used to pick up human life, not xenomorphic.
"Eastern Sector, someone's in ES2, we cannot leave them here to die!" What did he just say, were those words actually leaving him mouth, emotion for another human being, something that was thought to of been lost when the monsters came to his world, now was not the time to give in, he had something now to keep his mind sane, for the time being anyway. "Clegg, we can go by the area via the Quadrant C4Q, Hope Avenue on 25th Street and carry on with our direction straight after, we are headed into that direction anyway, no harm in checking out the beacon." Looking over to the man in command, but someone maybe he could call friend.
"No fucking way, I am not going into the Hive, its suicide, especially for ghost signals. No chance, no fucking way!" The squeaking voice of Baxter as his hard-ass attitude suddenly disappeared when the notion of getting amongst the creatures was in question. He was not a coward, he was a psychotic crazy marine, but he still saw sense in not rushing into any stupid situations, especially one concerning the Hive. "If we just go in there guns pointed high screaming we will be killed, these damn things can sense motion, heat, sound to a hyper level. They do not have eyes but a highly enhanced telepathic frontal lobe, the big dome is like a giant sonar, nothing can get in there without them knowing. I would rather just get to the lifeboat."
Looking at Seb, his eyes widened as he spoke, amazed at the sheer 'balls' of wanting to go into the main hive area to see if the Sensors had actually picked up human life, nothing had been known to be down there apart from the Eastern Lab, and he knew that it was destroyed a month prior. "Baxter, that is not for you to decide, we cannot just give up on saving human lives, what if they need our help? Its final, Seb, you got it, we will head into that direction, check it out, but firstly, we need a plan of getting out of the station, we are covered and activity is too crazy around the exit point to the tunnels. We have to find another way out, any plans?"
No one knew what to say, Baxter wished that they would have a damn good plan if they were going to walk to their deaths, and unfortunately they were all drawing a blank, with no ideas. Corporal Carter looked over to Clegg with a smile. "Sir, I gotta plan."
Guy would not take his eyes of her, making sure she would not have even the smallest of micro time to act, she seemed human, her scan verified it, but she could have cyber-implants, it was the in thing a few years back, around the time the aliens came. His eyes glared at her, watching her, frowning with Stephen moaning in the sanctuary's main medical facility, it housed the latest in medical equipment, amazing really. Damn Spears could get hold of anything they wanted, as long as it could help them destroy humanity.
"You don't have to watch me you know Corporal Sanders, I will not flee, and you already gave me back my gun, you will have to trust me." Was she actually saying this to him, the nerve of the evil woman, the damage she had caused had already doubled as to how big a problem it actually was, they could not find any morphine and Stephen was crying out, getting louder. "And I would really recommend shutting him up, the scanner is picking up motion in the corridor just south of these passages."
Raising his gun he aimed it at the woman, who was not really paying that much attention. "He is only in pain because of you, I failed him, I failed them all." Guy felt a sudden loss, his gut was tightening, the pain was building up and the taste of vomit was burning the back of his throat. "I have to go, keep working on helping him, I will deal with the screaming." Moving into the next room Guy could see Stephen, agonizingly rolling around the bed, strapped down for his own safety,
"Help me please Guy, it hurts, it really hurts."
"Don't worry buddy, Jacques will be back soon with the morphine, everything will be okay. Just keep fighting." How could he tell the poor boy that his stomach was barely even a stomach, that the blood was blackened, more importantly, how should he tell the boy that there is nothing they can do. "Just relax..."