PREVIOUSLY:
They hadn't seen or heard the creatures in a very long time. This meant Broyles, John, Charlie and Peter had to go outside and hunt one down.
July 2012 part 2
Broyles had decided that with 2 hours of dark left, it gave them enough time to go out, get one and bring it back as dawn came around. The men were armed to the teeth, each with 2 semi automatics and a 9mm clipped to their legs, Broyles had grenades and extra ammo, Charlie and John had the bottles of oil. Peter carried rope over his shoulder. They'd need something to get it back with.
But, at Walter's request, their torches and lighters outnumbered their weapons. Walter had doused the three men's belts in an extremely bright fluorescent substance. Their entire bodies literally glowed.
"How do we look?" Charlie asked enthusiastically,
Both Astrid and Olivia had the same answer, "Glow worms!"
They had also hung several glow sticks on string around their necks.
Charlie had modified several of the guns, adding on aerosol cans and lighters. They were to open the lighters before entering the dark, that way all they had to do was pull on the trigger and, BAM instant flamethrower. Charlie was rather proud it had worked.
"Agent Farnsworth, when we come back," Broyles started, "if we come back, we'll need you to keep Ella locked in the office, put a lit barrel with her and give her the torch, she'll be safer in there then out in the lab." He turned to Olivia, "Dunham, I would recommend you stay in there with her till we are ready, but... I know you'll ignore it."
"Of course I'll ignore it." She stood, hands on her hips, stubborn.
"Liv, please," Peter pleaded to her, "Just—just stay in the office until its safe. Please!"
Olivia looked into his eyes, he rarely pleaded with her, for anything. She sighed in defeat.
Peter kissing her passionately, "Make sure you come back." She whispered,
"Son!" Walter called after them, "Alive, would be best. Even unconscious." He asked, hopeful. Peter couldn't make any promises.
The four men walked across the campus grounds. The girls watched from the safety of the lab's windows as their glowing figures walked further and further away.
"So, anyone have a plan?" Charlie asked nervously. To be honest, he was scared shitless.
"Use the oil to make lines, light it and trap the creature. Then I guess we just shoot it till it stops moving." John suggested.
They walked for what seemed like forever. Endless darkness, the moonlight barely made visible the crumbled buildings that surrounded them.
There was a deep growl, emanating from behind them, and moving around, circling them. At the same instant, the three men cocked their guns, Charlie lighting the lighter on his, ready to release hell.
"Damn, son of a bitches are stalking us. This is why I always slept with a light on as a kid." John growled,
"You? scared of the dark! Nooo!" Charlie exclaimed sarcastically.
"I use to be scared of the dark. When I was 9, I'd make my mother leave the hall light on, just so I could see that there was nothing out there." Broyles spoke, "I knew that there wasn't anything out there but I think it was the possibility that there could be something out there, was what really scared me."
"Seaweed." Peter stated. The three men turned and stared at him. The glow sticks lighting their confused faces, "Ever since I was little, whenever Walter would take me to the beach, according to him I refused to go in the water if there was seaweed. He said it was because I didn't know what was hiding in it."
Talking about their fears helped them relax more. They didn't need anyone getting trigger happy every time a creature growled.
They could hear the creatures, but not see them. They needed to find one that was by itself. Broyles was about to call it, to tell them to go back to the lab when the soft growl of a creature distracted him. The creature's eyes glistened in the glow of the green fuzzy glow that consumed them. Close enough to barely see, further enough away that it wasn't hurt by the light.
There were other creatures around, but what much of a choice did they have. Since the world was destroyed, even Broyles had thrown the ol' rule book and safety rules out the window. Usually, the lives of his agents was first priority, but now, whenever they stepped outside, they were always at risk, no point in trying to protect them.
The first clip of bullets were aimed at its back legs. Only Charlie fired. Save ammunition.
"John." Charlie called. He moved back a bit, reloading his semi-automatic.
John pulled out the first bottle of oil, throwing it and Charlie shooting it as it hit the ground. The street lit up like a Christmas tree. They could clearly see dozens of creatures had surrounded them. They all howled and screeched as they ran away from the light. The lone creature was pinned against a wall, trapped, burning.
The creature launched itself at John, he was the closest. Scratching, trying to dig into his flesh. Broyles and Peter opened fire. The creature was small, it didn't take long for it to fall to the ground, defeated. It was alive, barely.
"Here, tie these around its neck, stop it from moving." Peter handed John his glow stick necklace. The creature shrieked as the light touched its skin. This startled them. It was in pain. They quickly secured the rope to each of its legs.
"Let's get it back before more come." Broyles stated. Grabbing the ropes, the four men started the long walk/drag back to the lab.
A/N: Anyway, hope it was okay. Writing 101, write what you know. Seaweed scares the bajebbas out of me. Though for some strange reason I am perfectly fine with swimming with sharks and sting rays :D
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