Gordon stood in complete stillness. His muscles tensed up and his stomach grew a knot. He was afraid to turn around. Slowly he moved his hand down to his weapon. He swung his body around to check the area behind him. Frantically he looked around the whole building, there was nothing but blackness. He kept his gun aiming at the wall. But there was no danger, his mind had just manipulated a sound into something worrying.
A breath passed out of his mouth, ending with a shakiness. Suddenly Gordon looked down, and saw the only light in the entire building. Three red dots appeared on his chest. Dust was floating around the area of the bright spots.
Gordon was no fool, he quickly realized what this was and propelled himself to the side, flying through the air and hitting the metal walkway next to the stairs. The metal of his suit clanged against the floor and broke all the silence.
He quickly hopped back up and kept his finger on the trigger of his submachine gun. There was nothing there. Gordon swore there was something, and he wasn't ready to admit otherwise. He slowly walked to the side and kept looking for an enemy. There was a door to his right so he inched toward it.
As he reached it, he sluggishly moved his hand to the knob. His hand touched it and in one quick motion he opened it, swung out and slammed it shut behind him. His eyes were hit with a ray of light. Causing him to squint.
He looked around, but again he was angered to find nothing. Wind came across his hair and he felt a cool breeze slink across his neck. He looked down and saw a staircase going down. He walked down it, but then heard the same click sound.
He was ready for anything this time. He tried to determine where it was comic from, but in every way he looked, there was nothing. The dots appeared on his chest again, same three, same place. Briskly he looked to where they were coming from, he saw an odd shape. Something that resembled moving water standing on a knoll near the edge of the concrete wall. Gordon thought swiftly, he pushed his legs out from under them, flew backwards, and unloaded a clip into the invisible target. Bullets sprayed out of the machine gun and casings quickly followed.
Gordon's body slammed into the staircase. He was stunned for a moment. Unable to see or think clearly. He looked at his chest, the spots had disappeared, he jerked his head up, and saw that the aimer had disappeared as well.
He struggled to get back on his feet. And put a fresh clip into his weapon. It had become clear, that he'd hit nothing.
His senses were still sharp, and he wasn't ready to let this thing go. Although the being had not attacked, Gordon was certain it was hostile.
Again he began to walk down the back alley of warehouses. He kept his gun at the ready, and watched for any red dots. It came to his surprise that something whirled in front of him spinning. It didn't stop until it slammed into the metal wall of a warehouse. Gordon turned to the direction it came. He saw the object again, but this time it was hurtling toward him at an alarming rate. Gordon looked down and saw two blades slid out of its outline of an arm.
It was human like, but hard to tell exactly, due to the fact that it was transparent. Gordon swung his gun around an open fired again. There was nothing but sparks coming off the being. Gordon heard the dreaded click of his gun going dry. The thing then leaped toward him and threw its blades at Gordon's face.
Although Gordon was nimble enough to move his head to the side, he fell to the ground and lost sight of the outline. He breathed heavily and looked around. When he tilted his head up he saw the shiny blades hover above his head, he turned his head out of the way just as the blades crammed into the pavement. Gordon now had a clear shot, he flung his gun above his head and squeezed the trigger with all his might. Only to remember he was out off ammo. Gordon reached for his pistol but as he did the monster tried to cut Gordon another time, Gordon rolled again.
Before Gordon had time to think, the blade came swinging at him again, but this time it landed right in front of Gordon's face, only to be blocked by Gordon's hand. He tried pushing, Gordon was strong but the monster was stronger. Gordon's muscle's cringed as he started to lose the tug-o-war. As the sharp piece of metal came closer by the inches Gordon was running out of strength. But at that moment he remembered the number one perk of his suit, AUX power. Something that sends a straight jolt of adrenaline right through his body.
This required Gordon to remove one hand from the struggle, he quickly moved it away from the blade, to the switch on his thigh, and yanked it to the on position. Suddenly, as if magic, he felt the jolt run through his veins. He brought his hand back to the blade and pushed it, and the outline back. He jumped to his feet and finally got a good look at the moving water.
Then, two yellow ovals flashed in perfect symmetry. Something that deeply resembled, eyes. The outline turned around and began to run away from Gordon. Hopped on adrenaline, Gordon started to pursue it. He was gaining on it for a few seconds but fell quickly behind as the power wore off. So he had no choice but to stop. He brought his head down and put his hands on his knees to get some air. By the time he looked back up, it was long gone.
Gordon rubbed his eyes in dismay. Confused about the creature, what was it? Where did it come from? Do the combine control it? So many questions.
However Gordon thought to himself, and remembered something the creature obviously forgot. One of its weapons, Gordon turned to the warehouse that the first object had flown into. He walked over to examine the weapon. It was disc type object, stuck in the building pretty deep.
There were three holes for finger and Gordon fitted his into them. When they were in place he yanked on it once, but it didn't budge, he tried again but it still didn't move at all. If he'd had the adrenaline still, it may have been possible. But as a physicist, Gordon knew it wasn't moving.
Gordon was face with the choice to stay and find out more, or leave a forget about all of it. Being the curious guy that he is, he stuck around. But He did remember the old saying; curiosity killed the cat. Gordon wasn't ready for some second grade phrase to stop him from finding out more of this particular creature.
He'd dropped his gun during the skirmish, as he went to retrieve it he heard an noise arise behind him. He turned sharply, still filled with fear and alertness. But it was nothing more than another sea gull landing on the dirty pavement.
He'd used up two clips on this creature already, but didn't do anything to it. He wish he'd picked up the two in the crate before, which had always been the case for Gordon Freeman, should of, could of, would of.
There was no time for senseless arguments within is mind. There was no doubt the creature was going to return, an no doubt Gordon would be ready for him.
Gordon walked around the abandoned shipyard, getting a good look at his surroundings. Possible sniping positions, hiding places, open spaces.
Suddenly Gordon heard the roars of an engine, he looked in the now blue air and saw a combine drop ship heading straight for the ship yard. Gordon had thought little of the combine since he'd started the battle with the unknown, but he hadn't completely forgot they were looking for him. He ran behind the metal wall of a warehouse and took cover, waiting for the metro police to file in.
Not the smartest enemies he'd ever done battle with. His mind went to a flashback of Black Mesa and the marines that had a similar stance. But his mind sharply came back to reality, even causing his head to flinch. The engines on the metal beast roared, rattling the remaining windows of the old buildings.
As the monster slowly started to drift back up. Gordon heard a familiar sound of metro cop's synthetic boots march across the concrete. They started to blur into sight, Gordon, tightened his grip on the submachine gun. They were running in perfect sync as they hurled toward Gordon's position.
Out of nowhere Gordon saw a blue light flash, it struck on of the soldiers in the face. His whole body flew sideways and slammed into the ground. All the other men turned from the position of the shot, they aimed at the grassy hill and began firing blindly into the trees. It was obvious who the killer was. At this point Gordon knew it was obviously no work of the combine. He began asking himself more questions.
As most of the police had stopped firing, and needed to reload, Gordon saw the outline begin to creep on the roof of the warehouse behind them. They were all still facing the trees as the monster jumped behind them, it slung it's blades out again and pushed them into the back of a soldier, he projected a muffled yell and the others turned around. When they saw the thing they all began to fire at it, but were unsuccessful, as it ducked and diced two more men, clean in half. It's blades appeared in an extended state, making them bigger and sharper.
Most of the men were having trouble seeing the creature, due to the transparency and lack of a good eyesight themselves. A few of their bullets even managed to hit each other, causing a few to fall at the hands of their own comrades. As the monster still vigorously slice a few more men, and their red blood spilled on the ground. Gordon stood there, not attacking the creature or the soldiers. When one man remained and had an issue with reloading his weapon, because of the fear the thing struck into him. It grabbed the man's neck and lifted him up.
It repeated the same clicking sound it was making fruitlessly before. But this time Gordon knew it had to mean something. After what seemed like an examination of the metro cop, he threw him aside and turned around. The man was far from death, so he picked up and gun he found next to him and fired at the back of the creature.
His efforts were nothing but a death note. The monster turned back around and the cop tossed the gun aside regretting his actions. The creature moved closer, very slowly and calm. The cop tried to inch back with his hand. The monster raised its blades and the cop put his arms to his face. Without hesitation it heaved them into the man's face, and his arm flopped to the ground. The creature yanked the blade out violently and whipped the blood off. It made a disturbing sound as it spread across the ground. Like the splash of water, but much more gruesome
Gordon knew this wasn't a good time to attack, he was also struck with awe by the monsters execution of its plan and slaughter. Of coarse, he felt no pity for any of the soldiers that it killed, he still was amazed by it's killing spree.
Gordon also paid little attention to where the blob had actually had gone. He became aware of this and panicked. He looked around to see it. His mind calmed down when he knew it couldn't have been near him and a such a short period of time.
One thing was for sure, in addition to the monster coming back for Gordon, so were the combine they were likely to think that it was him who slain the squad. Gordon decided to cut his loses and leave before more soldier came, if they were going to find him they might as well chase him. He started to walk toward the where the boat was.
Gordon heard the pop of something that sounded like a gun. He looked to the left and saw the blue light flying toward him. He pulled his body back but wasn't quick enough, the laser caught his opposite arm and managed to cut through his suit. Gordon kept his balance on the ground but swaggered as he grabbed his injured arm. He looked around the rooftops for the shooter, then around the windows, but he didn't see a blob or anything else. He picked up his gun and looked all around, his mind was going wild with fear.
He then caught a glimpse of the creature as it tried to duck behind a vent, Gordon fired at it, but with only one hand, the kick threw his shots all around. The bullets ricocheted off the metal roof and the vent. However the blob remained in the same place.
As the frustrating click of the gun came up again, Gordon went to get yet another clip, hoping it wouldn't be for nothing. The creature came out from cover and fired another laser. This one successfully pounded Gordon in the chest. He flew over a foot back and smashed his unprotected head into the rock. The pain went through it like and knife through butter.
He'd lost his gun and heard the hearty footsteps of the monster pound forward. Blood bean to trickle from his mouth. He knew that he may be finished. But his mind had a small speck of hope when he remembered another trick up his sleeve. He pulled an object from his suit, a grenade. He managed to lift his head just enough to the creatures legs move toward him. He put his hands together pulled the pin out lobbed it toward the creature and pushed himself on his belly. He was weak getting up, but knew he had to.
He pushed his feet to the ground and started to run as fast as his lungs and legs would let him. Five seconds passed like three as he felt the heat from the explosion on the back of his neck. The shock of it pushed him forward and threw him on the ground again.
He was very weary from being crunching into the ground two times consecutively. Although not all the fear of the monster was gone, Gordon still lay on the ground like he was victorious. He breathed deeply as he decided to look up at the smoking crater he had made. Nothing remained, Gordon knew that he accomplished nothing but his own pain. He punched the ground in disappointment.
Winded, he raised up and brushed the dust off his suit. A black scorch lay in the center, obscuring the lambda symbol. He'd lost his gun, so resulted to his 9mm pistol, a bit of a downgrade. None the less, Gordon still had a high spirit to defeat his opponent. He need a few minutes to regroup, so he went over to a wall and rested his arm.
His relaxation was cut short, for he saw the dots appear once again on his arm. He sighed and turned around to see the same thing, a moving outline. However, this time it wasn't hiding on top of a building, it was standing in plain view. It hesitated to fire, but instead slung its sharp blades out again. Gordon knew it wanted a direct confrontation, and he didn't want any less himself.
Gordon returned his pistol and instead took out his crowbar. The sun twinkled off the top's metal. The creature stormed toward Gordon and he put his crowbar up like a sword. They both crashed each other's metal weapons, sparks trickled off. They both frantically began strike they're weapons. Neither making a direct hit on the other. However the might of the creature began to draw Gordon back, closer to the edge of the concrete platform.
He began to smell the salt of the water once again. The creature made a swift kick under Gordon 's leg and he fell backwards. He still kept his crowbar up and tired to block the blades that flew closet to his face each time. Gordon looked behind him and saw the edge of the ground, leading to a four foot drop into the water. Gordon then kicked his legs up onto the thing's outline of a chest and threw himself back, he caught himself on the edge, but the creature flipped into the water. Gordon looked down at it, he saw what seemed to be electricity jolt through it's body.
The outline then became thicker, and darker. It was becoming an actual solid object. it's eyes looked up at Gordon, and he looked back at it. There creature was in plain view. It jumped up over Gordon's head. However, Gordon already had his pistol in his hands, expecting this move by it. He met his hands above him and pulled the trigger, he hit the creature in the stomach, a green fluid spurted out, onto Gordon's arm.
It screamed for the first time, and yet still landed on it's feet. Gordon got up as fast as he can, but he couldn't get up fast enough to see the creature before it reactivated it's cloaking device. Gordon fired a few more shots, hoping to his something. It was far out of sight before he could do anything.
Gordon had a few more questions added to his long list. Gordon felt his mind fluster from that concept and shook his head. He still knew so little about it, but one thing was for sure; if it bleeds he can kill it.