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"Alright, we'll be landing shortly. Strap in and prepare for landing." the pilot called from up front. The eight Marines strapped in, each doing various things, such as loading weapons, talking, and in Jaune's case, staring out the window intently.
Pyrrha sat next to Jaune, staring between him and the moon base below. She sighed, beginning to speak to the blonde haired boy.
"You know, you can talk to me of you are stressed out. I'm here for you." she said. Jaune didn't reply, instead furrowing his brow and getting closer to the window.
Pyrrha put a hand on his shoulder, and was about to speak, but Jaune interrupted. "Is that… a skull?" He said, pulling back and pointing at something out the window. Pyrrha looked out, ready to reassure him, but she stopped, staring at what he was pointing to.
Sure enough, it was a skull, but that wasn't all it was. A pair of small horns stuck out from the sides of it's head, and it was wreathed in flame. Fangs were clearly visible in it's mouth, and it's eyes seemed to be full of hatred.
It was also about ten yards away and gaining on them.
Pyrrha turned, yelling "Brace for impact!" and sealing the air vents in her suit. Jaune did the same, and just in time. The skull collided with the side of the ship, blowing a hole in it and sending it into a nosedive. The pilot tried to pull it up, but couldn't turn it any further than towards the hangar. The front of the ship smashed through the hangar doors, and everyone inside was jolted forwards, crashing through the front of the cockpit.
Jaune and Pyrrha stood, bruised and bludgeoned from the impact. They activated their helmet comms while looking for anyone else. "Hello? Is anyone else alive?" they both called, and received multiple groans and a couple of people saying "Yes."
As the team of eight regrouped and checked their weapons, they found that their pilot was killed in the crash, leaving them with no pilot and without an escape plan.
"So… what now?" Yang said, holding a very bruised Blake over her shoulder.
Ruby thought for a moment, before gaining a determined look and facing the other ships. "We stick to the mission," Ruby said. "Find out if anyone up here is still alive, and see if we can't find a way to radio out for backup."
The rest of the group looked to one another, figuring out groups that would search the other ships. Once everyone was paired off, each team headed to a different ship.
Ruby and Weiss, both with weapons drawn, boarded the first ship. The interior was splattered with blood, and occasionally, they came across a mangled body, covered in caw and bite marks. As they came closer to the cockpit, they noticed more and more of these bodies, seemingly piled against the walls. Once they reached the cockpit though, everything changed.
The rocket-proof glass that lined the front of the cockpit was smashed in, seemingly by a humanoid. Glass was sprayed across the controls, which were smashed beyond repair. A dead Space Marine sat near the entrance, not covered in bites, but with almost white skin, as if he'd been stuck in a freezer for years.
Ruby looked him over, finding no visible weapons. As she went to turn him over, his hand shot out, wrapping around her throat. He stood up, opening his solid red eyes and aiming the pistol in his right hand at Weiss.
As she drew her sidearms, he managed to fire off a shot, hitting her in the shoulder. The armor managed to stop the bullet, though she knew that she would have a bruise in the morning where the armor smashed into her. She retaliated by emptying the entire magazine into various parts of his body, causing him to fall backwards, releasing his grip on Ruby and his pistol.
As the zombie clattered to the floor, Weiss ran over to check on Ruby, who was currently gasping for air. Weiss kneeled down, checking Ruby's pulse, then, with some effort, picked up Ruby and carried her out of the ship. She ran into Nora and Ren on the way out, who were walking away from the charred wreckage of the ship they were investigating.
"Weiss? Is Ruby okay? Was she attacked by a zombie?" Nora practically screamed over the helmet comm system. Ren said nothing, inspecting Ruby's throat. He straightened up, gesturing for the two girls to follow him. As he lead them to the airlock, He said, "Ruby will be alright. Whatever attacked her cut off her air cycling system, leaving her breathing the same air. We need to head inside and remove her helmet. Some new armor may be ideal as well."
He cycled Weiss, Ruby, Nora, and himself through the airlock, and then engaged the vents on Ruby's armor. She began to breathe normally, recovering from her semi-conscious state.
"Mngh… what happened? Where am I?" Ruby said, blinking a few times. Weiss helped the young leader stand, patting her on the shoulder. "That… thing crushed your suit partially into your throat. You couldn't breathe." Weiss said, rubbing Ruby's shoulder and trying to hide a slight blush.
Nora gasped and zipped off, running around the small room and grabbing various things. When she was done, she held her prize above her head. Ren gave a small laugh at the girl's excitement, and Ruby and Weiss looked on in confusion and shock.
Nora had found some duct tape and taped a pair of hand grenades to a EM "Maggie" Heavy-Duty Sledgehammer that she had found. She gave it a few practice swings to get accustomed to the weight, then rested it on one shoulder and grinning. As Ren walked over, she flipped the hammer into the air with one hand, catching it with the other.
The airlock hissed open, as Jaune and Pyrrha stepped in, each carrying a handful of various ammunition passed Ruby two for her rifle, and then distributed around the handgun ammo to the rest of the group. As this was happening,the airlock opened again, Yang and Blake stepping out as the cycle ended. It was very noticeable that on both Blake's and Yang's armor, there were holes that looked similar to shotgun pellets.
Jaune passed Yang a box of shotgun shells, and she got to work reloading her shotgun. He passed Blake a pair of handgun clips, then stowed the rest of his ammo in the duffel bag on his back. Weiss couldn't help but wonder what was in the bag, as he seemed very protective of it and wouldn't let anyone reach inside.
As they geared up and got ready, a loud, bone-chilling roar erupted nearby. Seconds later, multiple roars echoed its call distantly. The group of eight grabbed their weapons, backing into a back-to-back circle. The roars sounded again, much closer this time, and something slammed down from the ceiling, the shadows obscuring it.
As the group turned, it rose to it's full height, easily reaching the height of Jaune. It's brown, leathery skin glistened with blood, and the ivory white spikes all across its body shined in the electric lighting. It turned towards them, it's maw full of sharp teeth and burning red eyes now visible. It raised one hand, which sported some nasty, blood-stained claws, and a ball of fire generated in it's fist.
It screeched out a battle cry, before hurling the fireball fairly fast at the group of eight. Their formation broke, each diving out of the way as it sailed past them. Yang recovered fairly quickly, but was smashed in the chest by another fireball, before the leathery creature leapt onto her, slashing at her armor and leaving a large gash across her chest. It came in for another swipe, but Ruby aimed down her scope, placing a three round burst into it's head. It's head exploded into a spray of deep red flesh and blood, and it collapsed, not moving.
"What the fuck was that?!" Yang screamed as Weiss helped her up. Blake shoved the blonde brawler's shotgun back into her hand, screaming "No time!" as a horde of zombies and the spiked creatures charged in through the door on the other end of the room.
The brown creatures stopped, generating balls of fire as the zombie horde took aim. Yang fired off a shot, dropping one of the zombies as its head fell the other way. Jaune, with three well placed shots, dropped a brown creature and a shotgun-wielding zombie. Pyrrha provided cover fire as Nora and Ren charged into melee. Nora broke the zombie's formation, slamming one of the grenades on her hammer into the ground and vaporizing three of them.
A pair of brown creatures broke off, leaping forward. Weiss sidestepped one of them, decapitating it with one swift slash. Blake stabbed the other in the gut, pulling the long combat knife out and thinking it was dead. However, it clawed at the back of her leg, leaving a huge bloody gash and making the Faunus girl cry out in pain before it died of blood loss. Ren darted into the fray, coming out on the other side as four zombies collapsed behind him. Ruby popped off headshots with pinpoint accuracy, dropping eight zombies and four brown creatures. As the battle settled, the group of eight collected themselves and made plans for what came next.
"Okay… I've come up with a plan," Ruby said, sitting down on one of the many benches in the lobby area they were in. "Nora, Ren, and Jaune, search the area to our left and see if you can find any medical supplies. Weiss, Pyrrha and Yang, search the transmit area to our right, see if you can find anything useful and check on the tram system. If we can't leave, we might as well head forward. I'll stay here with Blake. Report back here in twenty minutes."
There was a collective "Yes Ma'am," and the two groups separated, splitting off from the lobby and going their respective ways.
Jaune, Nora, and Ren were having little luck. They hadn't found anything close to medical supplies, and they had been assaulted by a dozen Sergeants (that's what they called them, as more often than not, that was their rank).
Right now, they were picking through the remains of an armory, finding very little things of use. It had pretty much been cleaned out, and the most that was there was a suit of standard green security armor and a box of shotgun shells.
"Well, what next?" Jaune asked, coming out of the armory. "I mean, we've searched everything here, and we have nothing to say for it."
"Jaune," Ren said, gesturing for him to come to the window. As Jaune stepped closer to it, Ren pointed, and Jaune gained a little bit of hope.
In the middle of the courtyard, on an island of rock, sat a suit of blue Combat Armor, referred to by the Marines as "Megaarmor." It was given this nickname because it was tougher than steel. It could take a point-blank shotgun blast, and the wearer would still be in top condition.
Nora grinned, before bolting off again. The two guys watched her go, and moments later she was back, a remote clutched in one hand. She waved it in the air, before pressing the large button on the front. Somewhere close by, they could hear a door open. Nora smiled, tossing the remote on a nearby table.
Ren and Jaune chuckled at the girl's energy, Ren patting Nora on the head. The three turned, walking off to find the door.
Once they found it, though, they ran into another problem. The armor was on an island of rock, yes, but what they didn't see was a pool of green sludge about ten feet down, that most likely lead to death if they missed the jump.
"You sure about this?" Ren asked as Jaune took a few steps back. Not replying, Jaune took a running start, jumping off the edge and grabbing the jagged ledge of the other side. His hands held firm as he looked down, the green sludge about three feet below him. He crawled his way onto the platform, looking at his scraped gloves, then grabbing the Megaarmor. He tossed it to Nora, who caught it with ease, and then he tried to jump back across.
This time, he wasn't so lucky.
He hit the wall and fell backwards into the sludge. All at once, his skin began to burn, his armor began to melt, and everything began to hurt. He screamed in pain, the sensation was unbearable. Nora and Ren were screaming, running around and looking for something to get him out with.
He managed to stand, just as Nora threw down a rope. He grabbed it, wrapping it around one leg and holding on with his life. Both Ren and Nora pulled, and Jaune was slowly raised to the top of the pit. They hefted him up and ran him inside, grabbing the extra suit of security armor and tearing his burned one off. They got him up, Nora carrying him while Ren carried both sets of armor.
They got to the lobby just as the other group returned. They set him down, and stuck a needle in his neck. As he slowly lost consciousness, he heard something over his helmet comm. It sounded like a voice. He could only make out a few words, but he got the general message. "Go… Phobos Anomaly… brothers… find me."
The tram ride to the Nuclear Plant was silent.
No one dared speak as Jaune recovered. Pyrrha was crying, holding his head on her lap. They had done everything they could to treat the burns, but even with all of that, he still looked bad. His blonde hair was charred at the ends, and one of his eyes had a burn right next to it. Most of his chest was covered in burns, and his arms were no better. His legs were burned so badly, no one was sure if he would be able to walk.
Jaune had done so much for them. He was their group's weakest link, but he held them together nonetheless. He had helped people work through problems, he was the mediator in arguments, and he was overall a nice guy.
The tram slowly came to a stop, and everyone filed off, still silent. Pyrrha came off last, holding Jaune bridal style and sobbing silently. As the rest of the group progressed, Pyrrha bumped something with her foot, causing a clinking like glass bottles. Curious, she looked down.
At her feet, there were a collection of blue bottles, about eight in total. There was a note on the top that read: A gift from a friend. Rub on the burns, and wait one hour.
She was confused. How had this person known where they were, what had happened, and how to fix it? Assuming that they were human, of course. She bent down, lifting the bottles and watching as the liquid inside each one splashed around.
Uncorking one of the bottles, she poured a little on one hand. It felt thick, like honey, but moved like water. She rubbed a little on the burn near Jaune's eye. It faded slowly, seemingly absorbed by the liquid. She got to work, rubbing the liquid across all of the burns on his body. Sure enough, the burns began to fade. She looked at him, smiling and flushing a slight pink as she lifted him up. As she carried him, she only had one thought:
Things always get worse before they get better.
She had no clue how right she was.
Guess who's gonna die first!
Anyways, I want your opinions. This story will not be shipping centered, but they may play a big part in the story later. Currently, the only ship canon to this story is Arkos, but if Pyrrha dies…
But seriously, leave a review telling me what ships you want to see. I may do a tally at the beginning of every chapter, just to let people know.
Also, someone may or may not have used IDCHOPPERS before coming to the base, and I bet you can guess who...
And as always, Read and Review.