So here's the second to final chapter! Please enjoy! This one is very violent and gorey. :)
Tim jumped down from the crate, practically hitting the ground running. The rough, coughing call of the creature hurt his ears as he ran to the closest way out. He was not a coward, but he did not have a death wish to stay in the cargo hold with the murderous beast.
There was yelling and screaming from his teammates that mixed horrifyingly with the battle calls of the creature. Everything passed by him in a blur as he ran. He heard a few shots echo sharply and hoped that everyone was okay. Just a few more moments and he would be at the door. After that he would radio everyone to see if they were out and then proceed to lock down the entire area. Just a few more yards and he would be safe.
There was a force like no other that slammed into him in the form of a flying tackle. Tim yelped and struggled to get up before a hand gripped his wrist. When he looked up at the face of the person, he realized that it was Tony who had tackled him.
"What are you doing?" Tim cried.
"Saving your sorry butt," Tony whispered, cupping his hand over his partner's mouth.
The creature was walking on top of the crates, looking down the aisles and tapping her claws in anger. Tony pulled Tim up against the side of a crate just as the raptor jumped from the crate a row over to the one they were pressed up against. She snorted and moved on, thankfully.
"Thanks Tony," Tim pulled Tony's hand from his mouth and took in a deep breath.
"Yeah, no problem," Tony smirked.
The two agents jumped when they heard the blood curdling scream of Allan. Together they stood up and sneaked around the side of the crate with their guns drawn. As they peered around the corner they spotted the man as well as the creature.
She stood over him, tapping her killer claws menacingly on the cold metal floor. He scooted back in fear, spitting out all sorts of pleas. They were all just a murmur to her as she lifted one foot and slashed her claw.
Tony gagged and Tim had to turn his head away. Allan's abdomen was ripped open, his guts falling out into his hands. He was still alive and crying in pain and fear. When he heard a gurgle growl Tim turned back to the horror movie taking place before him.
The creature shoved the man over with a kick to the chest from one of her powerful back legs. Her eyes narrowed to barely visible slits as Allan pathetically tried to crawl away. She laid one of her feet on his back, pulling her claw back like it was spring loaded. With a sound that could only be compared to a roar from deep in her chest she dug the scythe-like claw into Allan's back. He screamed as she did it again and again until it looked as if her claw would be stained with blood forever.
"Oh God," Tony covered his mouth to keep from puking as he heard several bones snap.
She snarled as she dug her claw in one last time before dragging it down the length of the man's back. Several of his ribs cracked and snapped beneath the pressure of the tremendous weight she was pushing on him. As she opened her jaws gooey saliva dripped from her serrated teeth and her blue tongue striped with dark green. This man reeked with the scent of her eggs. He was definitely the one who had stolen her precious eggs. She had one but there was still one missing. If she did not find the missing egg she would kill every remaining person on the ship to avenge it. With a loud screech, she bit down on Allan's neck, twisting her head this way and that way until there was hardly any flesh left on the body but was hanging from her teeth instead.
Tim turned away, his stomach in an absolute whirlpool. He felt like he was going to vomit from all the blood and gore that he had just seen take place. Allan had stolen the eggs, which was wrong, but no person alive should have to suffer through that sadistic death that he had.
"C'mon, we need to go now," Tony nudged him and the two started to back trace their steps to the door without alerting the creature of their presence.
They were almost to the door. Just a few more yards and they would be clear of the creature. Even if she spotted them they could bolt and make it to the door. What they were not counting on was an ambush.
The creature jumped from one of the crates, landing directly between the two agents. She snapped and snarled, flinging saliva in every direction. Her nostrils flared as the scent of her eggs entered her senses. Immediately her glare turned from Tony to Tim. She let out a rough call, making both men start running in different directions.
Tim ran as hard as he could. He had seen it in her eyes; she had smelled her eggs on him. Allan had said that she would hunt him if she smelled any hint of her eggs on him. Now the creature was running as fast as her two powerful legs could carry her. There was no escape, seeing as he was running away from the door.
He cried out as he felt something hard ram him from behind. Tim crashed to the floor, quickly turning around and sitting up. His nose was mere inches from the snout of the creature. Scrabbling backwards as fast as he could, he backed himself up into a crate. I am so dead.
She looked into the fear filled, blue eyes of the young man. Slowly she lowered her muzzle down, inhaling his scent. There were only faint traces of the scent of her eggs, but he had still been around them. She touched his forehead, shifting her muzzle back and forth as she got a good look at Tim. Carefully, she parted her jaws and pulled back her lips.
Tim stood as still as a statue, afraid to do anything else. The creature had not killed him yet and maybe she would not. He highly doubted that he would live, but there was nothing wrong with dreaming. As she pulled back her lips and revealed all of her serrated teeth, he cringed.
Gibbs stopped dead in his tracks when he heard a panicked cry from his youngest agent. Turning on his heel quicker than a snake, he ran back in the direction of the scream. He about careened into Tony as the senior field agent came peeling out from the side of one of the crates. Ziva had caught up to them and was drawing her weapon when they came to a terrifying scene.
Tim was not moving. He was motionless and limp. What was even more frightening was that the raptor had rolled him on his side with his back towards his team and placed one of her feet on his side. She leaned down over his still body so she was standing on her arms as well, pulling her lips back and growling. It was almost as if she was telling them that he was her kill.
"McGee, answer me!" Gibbs called out, not getting a response. His heart clenched in his chest as he feared the worst.
"McGee!" Ziva practically cried.
"Probie, you better not be dead!" Tony yelled. He felt a tear slide down his cheek, not even caring to wipe it away. His heart plummeted into a dark, bottomless pit as the silence became louder and louder. Then a miracle happened.
"I'm…alive…." Tim mumbled quietly, his chest rising subtly under the creature's foot.
"Thank you for not being dead," Tony smirked, but it soon faded away as the creature lowered her claw in warning.
"Hey, get away from him!" Gibbs barked at the raptor.
She turned her head towards him, hissing in response. The sticky saliva dripped from her jaws, plopping on the floor in small puddles. Her green flecked, golden eyes stared at them from black patches. She was breathing heavy, her nostrils flared and her mouth was partway opened. Then everything happened in high speed.
Someone screamed as she lunged forward and a shot rang out. The three agents split up in different directions, only one being followed by the raptor. Tony turned and fired his SIG several times, using all of the bullets in the magazine. He tossed the now useless gun aside as the creature got closer. She flicked her head to the side, smacking the side of his face.
"Owe!" Tony clutched the side of his face. There was pain each time his heart beat, which was very fast by now.
The creature tapped one of her claws as she got ready to strike. She crouched down, the muscles in her legs tensing and bunching up. Her jaws opened up and before she jumped she roared, which was a heart stopping sound. A bullet hit her in the thigh, which halted her attack. She turned on her haunches, snarling at the shooter. Tony glanced around her and saw Tim with his SIG aimed directly at her.
Another shot rang out; this time from Tony's left. He looked and saw Ziva, calling to the creature in Hebrew. With a gurgled call, the raptor turned away from him and chased after the Israeli.
"Thanks for saving my butt, McGee," Tony smirked.
Tim just nodded.
"Hey, Tim, are you okay?" Tony approached his friend carefully and with great apprehension. Was it Tim who had screamed at the beginning of the fight? His partner had his hand wrapped around his side, and now that he was closer, Tony could see blood leaking between his fingers. "Tim!"
"Tony," Tim clenched his teeth together, falling into the older man.
"Tim, let me see," Tony gently brushed away the fallen man's hand, gasping at the jagged wound. He kneeled down, Tim's head resting against his chest. Shedding his coat, he wadded it up into a pillow and laid Tim's head on it while he applied pressure to the wound. "Don't die on me now! So help me, if you die now I'll kill you!"
"Doesn't make any sense," Tim mumbled as he cringed as Tony pressed down on the gouge. A few tears leaked from his closed eyes as the wound became a major epicenter of a fierce pain.
"Tim, stay with me," Tony whispered as his partner's face started to lose color.
"Hurts really bad," he groaned, his hands balling into fists. His breathing became shallower as the time continued to tick by. "Tony…."
"Yeah, I'm still here," Tony looked worriedly at Tim.
"Tell Abby that I loved her," Tim whispered, lolling his head to the side.
"Tell her yourself! Tim, stay with me!" Tony pressed two bloody fingers under his chin, thankful that he felt a faint pulse. He unclipped the radio from his belt, keeping pressure on his partner's side with one hand. "Gibbs, Tim is down! He's really bad, he's got a nasty scratch on his side and I can't get it to stop bleeding."
"I hear ya," Gibbs grumbled before a couple shots rang out.
Tony heard the shots both through the radio and in the cargo hold itself. He heard Ziva yelling something to their boss and then he heard the most wonderful sound yet.
"She's dead!"
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