Soldiers of Fortune
"The Long Way Down"
Pain. Its the only thing you can count on to let you know that you are still alive in this hell hole.
It was already night time and it was quite. Leon had just managed to open his eyes after being knocked out for god-knows-how-long. He stared up at the metal ceiling that use to be the floor of the down craft. He slowly pieced together the events leading up to this moment, which wasn't a whole lot.
Leon checked how badly beat up his body was. From what he could tell, he was still in one piece and his Exopack was still firmly attached to his face and didn't brake on him.
He tried standing himself up but felt the floor beneath him sway as he moved about in the downed Samson. He carefully poked his head out of the open door and looked down. He was staring down into the darkness of the forrest ground. There was some bioluminescence coming from the fauna and flora but it was a long way down. Too far to survive a fall like that.
He then realized that he was alone in the Samson, the pilot and the other four scientists were no where to be seen. Just to make sure, he'd use his throat mic only to have silence answer back. He was all alone in the forrest in a downed Samson stuck up in a tree.
"Why the hell am I the only one still alive? Because I was in the middle of the Sam?" he asked himself, it was a question that he'd have to figure out later. But for now he had to find a way to get to the ground. From the swaying of the Sam whenever he shifted his weight to the sound of snapping branches that soon followed. He didn't have much time.
"I gotta get out of-." but Leon was interrupted by a loud crack. The branch that was holding up the heavy Samson could bear the load no longer. Leon scrambled to get to his feet so he could jump out of the flailing vehicle.
All he could hear was his heart racing as he jumped from the open door. Everything was going in slow motion, he hung in the air, arms stretched out. He grabbed hold of the branch before he could see it. His fingers instinctively wrapping around the branch but he was too heavy for the branch to support his weight and snapped.
He fell until he grabbed hold of another branch just under it, this one a little stronger that the first but his momentum carried him through the branch until he hit the ground with a bone crushing thud.
He rolled off of his back and onto his side. From that height he should be dead. But as he looked around he saw that he didn't land on the ground, but a branch large branch, bigger than anything he had ever seen or fell on.
But he was still in pain. He didn't think he would be able to make it through the night. After the adrenaline rush was wearing off he could really feel the severity of his wounds as all the pain rushed to his head. He couldn't bare the pain any longer and passed out on the branch. Waiting for death to take him.