The other rebels seemed to be in shock at the sight of Gordon Freeman. He was like the new messiah to them. "You best be coming with us then, we got to get you out of the open here" the man said.
They arrived at a steel door built into the side of a cliff, not to far from where they were. The man started to punch in a code on the key panel. "You sure as hell no how to piss the combine off'" he said with a smirk. "We've been hearing about ya all over the scanners" he admitted cheerfully. The door made a loud creaking noise as it began to slid open. "I'm Kyle by the way" he said putting his hands on his hips. He walked into the room "Hey everyone, we just picked up a wee man named Gordon Freeman" he yelled, raising his arms in the air like a preacher. People lifted their heads up in awe, some even stood up to see.
They started to walk up to Gordon like children seeing a man in a mickey mouse outfit. "Is it true you killed the Nihilanth with your bare hands?" one of the men questioned. "Did you really defeat Superman in a cage match?" a woman answered with great anticipation. Gordon stood overwhelmed by the attention. "Now now, I'm sure Dr. Freeman's very tired from his journey, so for God's sake lets give his some room" Kyle said trying to break the mob. The group thinned out as people went back to their own devices.
Gordon stepped into the bunker. It looked surprisingly clean for being wedged into rock. It was nothing more than a concrete room with a few old wooden tables and benches scattered around it. "The beds are in the back" Kyle said pointing to a door. Gordon shook his head and pointed to the boxes of supplies piled on each other in the corner. "Oh yeah, go ahead take whatever you be needin" Kyle replied.
Gordon stocked back up on ammo for his smg, got a new pistol, and a few more grenades. He took a few more power cells to charge up his suit.
Suddenly there was a loud knocking at the door of the bunker. "Kyle open up!" a muffled voice yelled. Kyle quickly typed the code in the lock and the door opened. "Listen, the combine are heading this way!" he said panting. "What? How could this happen?" Kyle asked not anticipating answers. "I don't know but something set them off, we got a few APCs and a shit load of metro police on their way here, I say we got about fifteen minutes" he explained.
"Well if we stay locked up they shouldn't find us, right?" Kyle said anxiously. " Can't be so sure, they got head seeking scanners out the ying yang" the man said. "Shit" Kyle put his hand on his chin. "Well, at lease we got Freeman" Kyle tried to smile. "Jackson hit the lights, everybody get some weapons and ammo, we're gonna have a fight on our hands" Kyle said springing into action. Gordon went and kneeled down by a support beam. "The Freeman's power extends beyond this galaxy" he heard a hoarse voice behind him. The vortiguant's red eye glistened in the dark. "He has many enemies, but many friends" he said.
Gordon knew he couldn't be talking about th other alien, how could a vortigaunt he never met before have any idea of it. Before Gordon could think about it anymore the sound of metal wheels on the pavement began to shake outside the bunker. He began to here footsteps. Fortunately it sounded like the combine were just passing by. Then they all heard a muffled voice. The commotion outside stopped in an instant.
They all heard knocking on the door. "Anyone in there?" they heard the almost robotic voice of a combine police officer. "Open or we'll have to open ourselves, if anyone is in there we'll have to use force" he said. "Alright blow the door" they heard the voice carry out. Then there was nothing but a silence. The longest silence Gordon had ever felt. The door then blew open in a fiery flash. He hurled into the blackness of the room. The light spilled in like water in a glass. Soldiers looked in with the up most curiosity.
As soon as on cop saw the face of a rebel, he shot in all directions. The rebels that were still in the dark, shot without any hesitation. The first two cops fell to the ground, a few more came in and were quickly taken down. It was like shooting fish in a barrel. The good feeling of victory stopped a soon as the red light of a grenade and the awful beeping sound of impending doom entered the room. "Grenade!" a nameless rebel shouted. Kyle then jumped up and kicked the it out the door, just as the last beep was squeezing out. It exploded no more than an inch out the door and stunned a few of the enemy soldiers.
Kyle aimed his gun out of the door and fired his smg. The grunts of the metro cops could be heard inside. The rest of the congregation moved out behind Kyle. Men and women both caught the soldiers by surprise and took them all down without skipping a beat. Gordon was next to the last out, behind him came the vortigaunt.
Gordon shot the last remaining cop on top of the APC and he fell to the ground face first. "Franklin, Jefferson, get some grenades in those APCs, everyone else get back!" Kyle yelled . The two man hopped onto the vehicles and lobbed a grenade in hatch. They both jumped off as if it was going to blow up in a massive flame ball. There was a faint boom and smoke poured out of the top. Kyle chuckled, "Ach, the metro police are so overrated" he said.
"Uh sir" the man from the door called. "That wasn't it" he said. As soon as he finished his sentence They all felt a rumbling underneath their feet and watched as more APCs and cops strolled up the road. "Shit! We can't take all of them!" A voice shouted. "We have no choice" Kyle yelled, his voice faded as the sound of wheels began to raise. "Run!" he shouted the order out.
The group began to charge in the opposite direction. Down the rest of the begotten highway. Gordon looked back and saw the strike force gaining. Then he felt a tug, he was yanked off his feet. He landed in a ditch "Keep quiet" Kyle whispered.
Gordon looked around and saw a few more rebels around him, crouched down trying avoid being seen. The vortigaunt from before also lay next to Gordon. The sound of the engines roared louder and Gordon saw the tops of them roll by. He also heard gunshots and the screams of men and women who didn't make into into the gully. A few of their bodies did however. The blood sunk into the mud and the lifeless corpses lay motionless.
Luckily, the cops weren't smart enough to look down where they were. Most of them lacked basic search skills. They were just bred to pull triggers and swing batons. Finally the last went on by, thinking they had destroyed the rebel threat. "Fucking pricks" Kyle slipped out.
"Alright everyone listen, they think we're dead so lets try to keep it that way. We have to get to Arnold's station by the old marina, stay low and avoid any confrontation with anything else" Kyle seemed confident in his words, speaking like a true leader. "Got it?" he asked, a few mummered replies arose. "Okay me and Jackson are going to scout ahead, we'll say if the coast is clear" Kyle said as he and another man crawled from the ditch.
"The Kyle MacMillan is a brilliant asset to the war on the overlords" Gordon heard the vortigaunt proclaimed. "He is pretty smart, used to be in the military, SAS or some shit like that" a man laying across from Gordon added. "Give him a sniper rifle, and he'll take out five combine in one shot" the man said getting a smirk "Thank God he's on our side"
"Okay, it's clear let's move" Kyle yelled down into the trench. The group was on the move again digging their way from the pit. They moved across the road. "Stay low" Kyle motioned his hand. He hopped over the guard rail. "Down here" he said. Over the small cliff was water that stretch farther than anyone could see. He hopped down to the beach, "Let's move" he shouted. Right then Gordon remembered the air boat. It was a major part of the mission and Gordon knew he couldn't stay with these people. He tapped Kyle on the shoulder.
He pointed back, "Oh I'm sorry Dr. Freeman, by all means get back to your mission" Gordon smiled and nodded. He started to walk away from the crowd. They he heard it, the clicking. He looked back at Kyle and saw the dots shining right on his head. He sprinted and tackled Kyle just as the flash flew into the sand. "What gives man!" Kyle shouted. Then he looked and saw the smoldering sand. "Up there!" a person yelled pointing at the top of an old boat house. The crowd fired at the top but it was to late, the monster disappeared right as they pointed.
Gordon motioned them to stop. Everybody ceased and the shots echoed in the distance. Everything got quiet, everyone looked around. Out of nowhere the flash came again and struck a man in the head, removing it completely. A few people fired in random directions and some just stood staring at the decapitated body as blood flowed thick from the neck. "Knock it off!" MacMillan screamed.
They stopped shooting. "Everyone find cover now" they all dashed off to different sections of the beach. The laser came from somewhere else and hit a man in the leg. A gaping whole appeared and blood spurted from it. "Shit! He got me in the leg!" the man yelled, as he writhed in pain. "Where is it fucking coming from!?" Kyle yelled. Then the predator smashed right down in the center of the beach. It walked over to the hurt man. "No! Please!" he pleaded. The outline picked him up by the neck the red dots appeared on his nose and then slowly moved down to his leg. The monster threw his body aside, into the water. This confused the man, but also Gordon. How could this thing be so ruthless, yet let someone go.
Gordon dashed out, he didn't even think about it. "Doctor!" Kyle yelled out behind him. He pulled out his crowbar and swung at the monster. It quickly blocked it, without even a second glance. The predator recognized Gordon, it was glad to battle him again. Gordon had on an angry face as he held his crowbar against the monster's wrist blades. I was a tense moment, "Shoot it!" Kyle barked. "Get down doc!" he yelled raising his weapon.
As much as Gordon didn't want to give this fight away. He knew there was no stopping the other men. A mixture of fear and anger was going to feed their trigger fingers, they were going to shoot no matter what. He thought quickly and threw himself to the ground. The crowd around the monster opened up on it like a paper target. As soon as the first sound of a gun the monster fled, but it wasn't that quick. A few bullets ripped into it's exposed flesh. Screaming, with radiant blood oozing out. It seemed weakened but still manged to move quickly.
Then an object appeared in it's hand, which it abruptly threw back. No one stayed to find out what it was everyone quickly jumped behind cover. There was an explosion and it threw everyone in a trance. When the flash cleared, Gordon got up to see what happened. "What the Hell was that?" Kyle questioned. Gordon looked back at him and shrugged. "You must have seen it before, you went at that thing like a train to a cow." Kyle proclaimed. "Is it working for the combine?" he asked. Gordon shook his head. "Shit, will it come back?" Gordon closed his eyes and nodded.
Kyle turned to the terrified rebels and raised his arms, just as before. "Gentle men reload your weapons, we got a fight on our hands."