Section 3

Returning to his work and plans to get off the planet, Mark begins to search more sections of the Boneyard. Venturing farther into the endless debris of Terran vehicles and ships, he searches for anything that an engine might need. Frustrated though, for he has no clue what he is looking for. He even shoots a few shots into crashed Wraiths screaming.

Unfortunately for him someone heard his shots. The sound a Hydralisk hiss from behind him sent shivers up his spine. He turned around and saw only the Boneyard. No creature in sight. Another hiss came again from behind him and he swung around shooting into the empty Goliath walkers. Once again another hiss came but he didn't move this time. He was surrounded on all sides. He began to prepare himself for the fight ahead. In the thirty seconds of stillness from both sides, what felt like thirty minutes to Mark, a few soft winds blew by and sounds of the decaying ships filled the air. Nothing moved and the tension grew. Sweat dripped down Mark's face.

The first Hydralisk attacked from behind spitting at him but it missed. Mark yelled a battle cry and screamed at the top of his lungs letting his Gauss Rifle loose. Several bullets ripped through the Hydralisk's body putting blood all around it. It screamed in agony but Mark never stopped until the creature fell down.

The second one came from his left and just charged him. Using its scythes it tried to cut him but his armor saved him. The blades of the Hydralisk merely scratched his armor. With a slight chuckle Mark then hit the Hydralisk with his gun knocking it back and fired several rounds into the creature's abdomen. The Hydralisk stopped moving.

"Where are you?" Mark screamed.

"Kill me you bastards! KILL MEEE!" he yelled.

Total silence broke out. Mark noticed how heavy he was breathing and began to calm down. He let go of the gun with his left hand and held it by his side with his right hand. This turned out to be a major mistake. Only seconds later, a Zergling jumped over a broken Vulture and tackled Mark to the ground. This also knocked his gun away from him. After a moment of shock, Mark began to punch the Zergling in the face but it did nothing to it. Looking as if it was smiling, the Zergling showed its teeth and as it was about to kill him, its head exploded.

Stunned and shocked at what just happened, Mark tosses the body off his body and gets up trying to clear his visor from all the blood. Angered though for he was only spreading the blood around with his Gauntlets. Yelling in frustration Mark yells, "What the hell just happened!"

After clearing some of the blood away just enough for him to see he hears a gunshot. He turned around to see another Zergling getting shot only a few feet from him. This spread more blood on his visor. Panicking from all what just happened he begins to bang on his visor and screaming. In all his anger he trips over a pipe sticking out of the ground and falls backwards to the ground.

"Are you alright?" A laughing voice says. "Help! I've fallen and can't get up!" The voice continues as he mocks Mark.

Mark makes a grunting sound and says, "You better shut up boy before I" staling for a moment as he rises to his feet.

"Before you what, kill me?"

A tall slender man stands before Mark and he looks at him.

"Who are you?" Mark asks.

"I'm Sergeant Dave Notes of the 2nd Mechanized Infantry Platoon. We were left behind by accident." The man tells Mark. "You're lucky we came along here. That Zergling looked mighty hungry."

Still clearing blood from his visor Mark asks, "We? There's more of ya?"

"Five of us in all. Six if you join."

After clearing his visor he looks around to see two other men standing next to Dave. Both shorter than Dave, the two men giggling and laughing at Mark from his confusion earier.

"Mechanized huh? You guys know anything about Wraith engines?" Mark askes.