I'm sorry for reposting this, but my last account was all screwy, so I made a new one but I still really want this story to be read.

Jared walked through the corridor, trying not to make noise. It is the year 2214, and he is on the planet LV-1201, where he and several other marines and scientists had built a base to study the planet. But things had gone wrong, horribly wrong. Who was the first to be a host to the creatures? Had it been Aditya, or maybe Knepper? He couldn't remember anymore, and didn't want to, all he knew was he was the last one left. But they were everywhere, the creatures, with their hard exoskeleton, banana shaped heads, acid blood and razor sharp teeth.

He was walking through the hallway because he figured maybe somebody had left a gun or something as they ran down this hall, trying not to be caught. But they were caught, either eaten, or taken away for something much, much worse.

Bingo! Jared saw a gun ahead of him, a pulse rifle machine gun. He bent over. He tried to pick it up, but something was all over the gun, sticking it to the floor. What was it? Then, he realized what it was. Alien spittle. Suddenly, he heard a horrible hissing sound, coming from behind him. He stood as fast as he could and began to run. He could hear it behind him, and he ran even harder. His legs felt extremely heavy, and he could barely breathe. But he had to make it, he wouldn't die here…

Too late. It jumped and landed in front of him. It was somewhere between six and seven feet tall, and was completely black, and had no visible eyes. It had a banana shaped head, and had ribs and bones on the outside, like a bug. It also had a long, sharp, spiny tail. Before Jared could scream it opened its mouth. Jared screamed as it spat acid at him, which started eating his face and began dissolving his eyes. He grabbed at his face, and his skin began to melt, forming a puddle in his hand. His sight was gone, and he began feeling around. He then heard a tearing noise, and he felt something warm and slippery fall into his hands. He realized in horror that he was holding his own intestines, that creature had cut him open across his gut. He fell to his knees, and as the creature bit into his skull, he felt nothing at all…

Nate awoke in a cold sweat. He had been having a nightmare, but he couldn't remember most of it now. His girlfriend, Katie, had been dead, and had crawled onto his bed. Her eyes had been dark bloody holes, and she had been trying to eat him. She had even spoken.

"Want a blowjob?" she had moaned. Then she grabbed his arms, holding them down. Then, she had slowly lowered her head, hovering over his it crotch. Then she had opened her mouth, her teeth rotten and razor sharp, and her skin started to burn from underneath and peel off…

After that Nate had awoken. He was on the space-ship The Aphrodite. It was roughly 2 miles long, and half a mile wide. It was a military ship, since Nate and seven others were marines, including there leader, Lieutenant Andrew Cunha, were going to the planet LV-1201, which had a military station that Earth had lost contact two months ago. Nate didn't want to go, he didn't mind shooting things, hell, that's why he joined the marines, but Katie was going, and he didn't want her to get hurt. But that dream kept coming back to him. He didn't sleep that night again…

Alyssa grabbed the last piece of her armor and strapped it on her chest. They had twenty minutes to get ready before they took the mini-flyer, which was like a futuristic mix between a jet and a helicopter, down to LV-1201. She didn't know what had happened, but she hoped it was just a communications malfunction. She was friends with many of the marines and scientists stationed on LV-1201, like Knepper.

Alyssa quickly finished putting on her boots, and grabbed her helmet, which was a dull green color, but had a small infrared screen attached to it. Shit, she thought as she saw Kevin coming over. She didn't particularly like Kevin, he was a good looking guy, but he was cocky and mostly thought with his dick instead of his head. He walked up with a cocky swagger, a big smile on his face.

"Hey, sweet lips, how about when we get back to Earth you and me rent a motel, order some pizza and have some nice, rough sex, anyway you want it?" he said. She scoffed.

"No, that's okay," she laughed, and began walking away towards the assembly hall where the mini-flyer was. But Kevin followed her.

"What's wrong? You don't like pizza?" he questioned. Even though she was offended, she couldn't help but smile. She turned around to face him, and she saw that he had that cocky smile on his face again.

"No offense, Kevin, but the thought of having sex with you disgusts me, and incase you forgot, the showers here are co-ed, so I've seen you naked, and I only have sex with men whose dicks are bigger than the average cat," she relied, and walked away, a big smile on her face. As she walked further, she heard him mutter, "fucking bitch" under his breath. This made her smile more.

Andrew stared at his marines. They were in the docking bay, and all of his marines were ready to go. Joanna and Rachael were already in the front of the mini-flyer since they were the pilots. Inside the mini-flyer was a A.P.C., an Armored Personnel Carrier, which was a long tank like vehicle in which all there guns were stored for now, and it is where they would be sitting when they were dropped off on LV-1201.

"Okay people, we ready?" he shouted.

"Yes, sir!" they all shouted in unison. He smiled. They were all trained well, and Andrew was proud to lead them. If there was anything wrong on LV-1201, any problems, he knew they could handle it.

Kiersten sat down in a chair. She was in the A.P.C, and they were all about ready to go. She quickly pulled her shoulder bars down, and closed her eyes. In moments the floor beneath would open and the mini-flyer would leave from the Aphrodite, taking them to LV-1201. She heard the floor open, and suddenly she felt the mini-flyer drop. She gripped the hand rests beside her, and felt like she was going to puke. She always got sick when they had to leave a ship in a mini-flyer, during their last mission when they had gone to planet Wu'v, she had vomited on Rigby when they dropped. Rigby had been so angry that when they landed, she had hit Kierstin in the face with her pistol. Kierstin had been knocked unconscious, and remained that way for three hours. Rigby had gone through serious anger management after that, and Rigby and Kierstin hadn't gotten along since.

"Fuck…" she muttered. She was going to throw up, she knew it. Then, somebody grabbed her right hand, and she opened her eyes. Jerry was smiling at her, her hand in his.

"Its gonna be ok," he told her. She tried to smile, but couldn't. She was a chicken, and was only in the marines because they could pay her way through college. She was more a technologist than a grunt.

"I really don't think so, Jerry," she laughed, trying to seem less scared then she was.

"Here, I'll make you a deal. You make it through this drop, and when get back to Earth I'll buy you as many beers as you can handle, okay?" he told her. She laughed, she could use a few dozen drinks right about now. She liked Jerry, and this was his way of hitting on her, and she wasn't going to reject his offer.

"Okay, Jerry," she giggled, and they both looked away. The rest of the drop, she didn't let go of his hand.

Katie felt the mini-flyer land, and heard the ramp open. She could feel the A.P.C moving, most likely to the base. She looked over at Nate, and noticed he looked troubled. Something was wrong with him.

"Hey, what's wrong?" she asked him. He shook his head.

"It's nothing," he replied. This pissed her off. She loved him, and knew he loved her too, but she didn't know why he wouldn't talk to her. She grabbed his hand, and noticed that his palms were sweaty.

"Nate, don't do that, something's wrong. What is it?" she questioned. He shook his head again.

"Babe, its nothing, it was just a nightmare," he told her. He had beads of sweat developing on his forehead.

"What kind of nightmare," she asked. She was beginning to get scared, in the years they had been dating, she had never seen him like this.

"It was about you," he said, and put his head down. Katie was confused, why would he have a nightmare about her?

"What happened in your dream?" she asked, and he looked up, into her eyes. She saw the fear in his eyes.

"I said I don't want to fucking talk about it!" he shouted, and everyone in the A.P.C. stared at him for a moment. Katie saw tears falling down his face. Whatever he had dreamed about, it had really scared him, and it was beginning to scare her too. But, she didn't want to pressure him.

"Okay," she muttered quietly. He looked down, then looked into her eyes again. She could see the guilt in him.

"I'm sorry. It was a bad dream. A really bad dream, okay," he said. She nodded, then he started again. "Just, be careful..."