by G. K. Scott
They would know of the cyborg project that had been Lexington the human marine upgraded with android components. The synthetic merged with biological for the first time, through vile methods. The human skeleton with hunter metal plates over it and the still human brain in cased in this metal. With its pain receptors completely shut down so the vile super solider felt no pain. Weyland industries were going to have a field day with this information. They’d take this information to the highest court to have Oran Corps disgusting cyborg technology banned since it used their technology and would give them a bed reputation back at home. On top of this they’d had a special agreement in that Oran Corp wouldn’t use their technology for these types of projects. This agreement had been broken which would put Oran Corp in to deeper trouble. He pulled his note pad free putting it away safely. He hadn’t been sent here by any one to find out this information. He had just watched it all happen for to long and he felt it in his best interest to let those at home see the truth.
He pulled up his gun moving towards the door, this company deserved no less than to burn in hell! It’s research in to Knopf’s and hunters was disgusting and could have caused a species war! He’d seen the video of Emma telling Oran what stealing hunter technology could entail as had Jeuki. She was a bloody hero! She fought for what she believed in! He put a hand on the hair of the long dread lock. Every true warrior should see her as the role model. Earth Core should see her as a true hero and not a traitor to her race. She was the one who’d sent out the message on the computer! She was the one who’d opened the gun racks! He’d recorded the footage of her doing it! Jeuki was such a lucky bastard. People were now flooding on to the Sirun who where holding the off the hybrid Knopf’s with there guns. Scientists were surviving, because of this action they were fighting back. Sirun was only waiting for its commander now, no doubt Lexington or Oran himself. He walked forward. Oran’s rule here was over!
8
Lucy turned slightly watching as Julia groaned painful. She watched as the woman opened one eyes painfully. She smirked putting a hand behind her back, her gaze turned as the docking clamps came free from the special marine drop ship. She leaned forward watching as Julia looked around her in confusion before looking up at the chains. She found herself grinning evilly as Julia began to struggle. “It’s odd how painful being chained up can be. I mean you sort of feel helpless and afraid.” Marcus laughed slightly looking at Julia whose face showed slight terror. “Those cold chains they tend to bite your arms don’t they?” Julia slowly met his gaze. “What are you going to do with me?” Marcus pushed his glasses up. “My, my and I thought that was obvious.” He pulled up the pulse rifle. “It’s sad I actually thought you’d be clever enough to figure that out yourself Julia. You being a level three and all that.” Lucy grunted aloud. “Not that you actually live up to that being that smart. Since you couldn’t even figure out that you needed to press the reload button on the gun you picked up.”
Marcus smirked slightly. “It’s real simple we are going to do the same to you as you did to as. I’d call it fair payback for our suffering.” She laughed slightly. “The only difference is we get to escape and you get to remain here stranded on this space.” She folded her arms slowly. “So I guess I get to see you die how ironic.” Julia turned pulling on her chains. “You can’t be serious! You can’t leave me here your condemning me to death!” Marcus shrugged slightly. “Did you only just work that out?” He waved his gun. “I’m not going to remain here to die but a bitch like you deserve no less. You’ll get to meet Leo on the other side lucky you.” Julia began to squirm in panic. “Please I beg of you! Don’t leave me I’ll end up like Carlos!” Lucy rolled her eyes. “He’s dead, damn I wanted to see that to. I like watching the footage of you assholes dieing.” Julia struggled on the chains. “Please! The Knopf’s will kill me!” Marcus raised his eyebrow. “Knopf’s what are talking about?”
Julia struggled harder. “There aliens we where testing on, there loose! Oni Jui vanished he left me die! Please you can’t do this to me!” Lucy sighed aloud. “Your friend left you what a shame.” Marcus pulled his gun up to Julia’s face. He found himself grinding his teeth together. “Suddenly this makes sense you idiots where redoing the experiment on Callisto weren’t you!” Julia nodded sharply. Marcus pulled back. “The experiment Emma said didn’t work! Knopf’s rings a bell she called them that when she telling as about it. I didn’t take her seriously at the time, I should have!” He pulled the gun up higher. “We saw a black creature in the ship yard not long ago. I assume that’s a Knopf!” Julia looked up slightly. “No it’s a hybrid Knopf a mixture of the normal alien and Jeuki’s race.” Lucy hit the panel with her fist. “My god Emma was right! People who play god are arrogant and stupid!” She looked at the glass. “How many more are there?” Julia pulled on her chains. “Hundreds! We made an army led by a queen. Please you have to untie me. I don’t want to die here!” Marcus pushed up his glasses.
He turned slightly. “Julia as far as I’m concerned you can meet your maker. You like playing god well I think it’s only fair that you should meet your creations!” Julia pulled forward struggling harder. “Please! You can’t do this me!” Lucy looked at the dock. “Sure we can, I mean we’re doing it right now. I think the universe would be a better place with out you.” Marcus grunted moving towards the door that led out in to the docks. “I have to agree I mean your friend Oni Jui left you which proves Lucy’s point further.” Julia growled aloud. “You idiots! You’ll pay for this! I’ll tell the earth courts that you tried to murder me!” Lucy grabbed a pulse rifle from the now open weapon’s rack she turned typing in to the panel. “You won’t be alive to tell them anything.” Marcus dulled the lights slightly. “Good bye Julia.” Julia watched as the door shut in front off her. The lights around her dimmed fully, she screamed pulling on her chains trying to get free. Her gaze moved as saw the door behind her opened. She grinned slightly. The idiots had forgotten to close it. “Hey! Can you help me?”
She suddenly heard a low hiss her gaze turned as a black head appeared in the darkness. It turned as its tail swung around the cupboard. Julia found her voice going in to nothing but a whimper. She watched as the hybrid Knopf moved around on all fours till it was sitting in front of her. She watched the four mandibles open as the long toothed tongue flew out. Lucy turned hearing terrified screaming from the computer room she raised her gun ignoring it. Marcus pushed up his glasses. “You opened that door on purpose didn’t you?” Lucy looked at him for a moment. “I noticed our friend from the glass had crawled around their through a smashed vent. I just let I’d him in.”
8
Emma watched as the scientists turned fleeing as Jeuki jumped slamming in to one of level’s forties lift openings. His claws hands ranking as he clung on trying to get in to corridor through its lift’s broken shaft. He pulled with all his might getting a better grip as he managed to pull himself up fully. Emma jumped off his back so he could rise up. Jeuki shook his head, that had been an annoying climb, what was it with ooman ships? They made everything so difficult and annoying to get to. He grunted watching the scientist oomans carry on fleeing as the other hunters jumped then pulled them selves up on to the large corridors entrance. Everyone on board this vessel was ether fleeing or had fled. Emma turned watching as a marine on the far side raised his gun aiming at her. She growled aloud raising her shoulder gun so the three dots moved down to his chest. She sneered as he looked down seeing them. If he had any sense what so ever he’d run away like the others! Because she’d kill him if he took that shot!
Jeuki raised his spear roaring at the ooman warrior. Emma watched as the marines trigger finger rattled he wasn’t sure what to do. He could see her and the hunters but he had no idea if she was friend or foe. She growled moving the shoulder cannon before firing at a vending machine next to him. That was his last chance! If he didn’t run away she’d kill him! She watched the vending machines piece hit the ground around the marine who turned in horro
r before fleeing after the scientists. She watched Erisoki turn taking the lead once more he pulled up his spear looking at her. Jeuki looked down slightly. “Where to from here?” Emma turned slightly. She began to type in to the nearest counsel bringing up the map on of the level. “We have to follow this corridor till we get to the main mess hall. It’s a similar area to the glass screen on level fifty. It just has no screen of glass only long windows.” Jeuki looked at the screen. “Didn’t we hit that area when we first came across this ship?”
Emma nodded slightly. “I believe so, from what I’m getting from this dock nine in on this level.” Jeuki looked up slightly meeting Erisoki’s gaze. “We have to follow this corridor.” Adarmi grunted aloud. “Yautja ships are easy to get around ooman ships are annoying!” Idosoi shook his head. “How do they ever find anything around here anyway?” Erisoki turned slowly. “Move along we don’t have much time.” Jeuki broke in to a run. “The oomans will destroy this ship soon with out a doubt. We don’t want to be on it when that happens.” He put a hand on Emma’s arm. “We’ve come this far I’m not willing to die in this place!” Erisoki watched as the other started running Jeuki was right time was not on their side.
8
Eddy ran forward watching as the armed scientists ran with him. While marines fired behind him blowing up Knopf hybrids. He moved up the long tunnel, which led to the Sirun ship. He turned firing his gun blowing up a Knopf as it tried to attack a scientist. His gaze turned as he ran through in to the other ship. He watched as the marines at the far end instantly brought up their heavy guns blasting them at the Knopf soldiers trying to get through. He watched as the heavy armoured doors went down again on the far side. He turned sharply as the marines started to move the armed scientists and civilians to a safer place. His gaze turned as a Private came forward. He looked up seeing his colours. “Corporal Eddy sir! We thought you were died sir.” Eddy rolled his eyes just what he needed wet behind the ears marines. “I want to speak to your general it is a matter of urgency!” The marine looked up slowly. “Our commanding general is dead sir. He died when he tried to cross the bridge to find Oran.”
The private looked down. “Black aliens ripped him apart sir.” Eddy growled aloud. “Get me your next in rank!” The private looked up sharply. “He’s in the ship’s control room. I’ll take you to him now sir.” Eddy followed the marine who walked him along the corridor towards the control room. They turned from right too left. He watched as they turned again opening a lift, which they slowly went in. He stood quietly watching as the levels flew by. He really didn’t have time for this! He growled as the doors opened. They moved out going towards the central control room. He breathed in heavily as the marines and controllers stood up looking at them both as they entered the central room. Eddy stood still watching as a younger man than him self stood up from the central chair. Oran’s special command chair, which the asshole always sat in he didn’t deserve that chair! He was a crazy assed bastard who had almost condemned everyone on the Iron Year to death because he’d tried to do Callisto all over again.
The sergeant looked up. “Corporal Eddy sir.” Eddy growled aloud. “Not anymore Lexington is dead as are the other high head offices of Oran!” The young man pulled back in horror. Eddy looked at him. “That makes me the highest general, which means your time in that chair is over.” The sergeant looked up in shock. “My name is Sergeant Sierra and I hold command of this battle ship!” Eddy narrowed his gaze. “Get out of my chair now or I’ll shoot you!” The sergeant looked at him. “You can’t be serious!” Eddy moved forward. “I don’t have time for your belly aching the chair is mine! I hold a rank higher than yours so move!” He watched as the young man moved out of the chair. He slowly sat himself down. He breathed in deeply before sitting up. “I want tactical info! I want double guns and marines defending the tunnel so that more civilians and scientists can be saved! Plus I want a bishop model android up in this control room, apparently there is one on this ship I want him now!” He watched as everyone speed in to action. He turned looking at the sergeant. “You’ve done a great job here young man, considering you held this ship despite the death of both generals. I’ll make sure that your both promoted and seen as a hero back on earth.” He watched as the sergeant’s eyes gleamed with a sudden feeling of being a hero. The young man turned sharply. “You heard the general Eddy Ida move your butts!”
CHAPTER 21
FROM ALL THINGS DO OTHERS COME TO PASS
Location somewhere in the galaxy, moving the corridor of level forty on the Iron Year science vessel.
This is getting stupid! I can’t believe I was unhappy about the other level being barren! This level is so damn chaotic it’s getting the point where it’s grating on my nerves. Please…how many people can scream when they see Yautja is unbelievable. Plus if I get one more look from a marine of shock I’ll ram my blades through his head! Were the only ones up here who are fighting with strategy the marines are just scattered! There all over the place, it’s like the command structure is falling apart. There not grouping and there firing randomly at hard meat. They keep on trying to shoot at as but get put off by the hard meat, that are swarming like a black sea. They never stop I don’t know what’s worse the screaming or the guns that just keep firing. It’s not like our weapons are making much difference ether no matter how many we stab, cut blast our weapons at, it makes no difference! They don’t come in waves ether they come is masses of teeth tails and claws over and over again!
What the hell drives them anyway? I mean I know for a fact they kill more than they eat or turn in to hosts. Wait I can answer that myself there greedy gluttonous assholes. Just like their queen who’s even more of a greedy bitch since she likes to rule as much as she can get her hands on! It’s the worst kind of greed. What’s truly sad is greed is what made this ship. Oran built it from metals in a shipyard which miner’s like father suffered for to bring to the surface. Thousands of workers made the three-ton plates with there strengthened metal so it could with stand the vacuum of space. I doubt they even got paid much for it ether. Then greed brought scientists here who believe they could become rich, I was one of those people sadly. I believed at the time that credits would bring me happiness. In truth I was just trying to compensate for my loneliness and thought credits would pave the way and fill the gap in my monotonous routine credits only brought me a suffering and nightmares.
Now I get to see that nightmare play out for others now that the experiments that they brought in to the world are trying to consume them. There’s such an irony in that sadly. I pity that they have to find out the hard way, all their dreams shattered because of the greed. The hard meats gluttony can leave you so torn. To suddenly realize that you are not the strongest race and you can’t run or hide. That your death means nothing to them, that to them you’re no more than an object whose death they’ll get a kick out off. To realize you are a worthless piece of meat on a plate to a race whose power and greed is twice as powerful as yours. Well I’m not part of there diet! Emma fired her shoulder cannon watching as three hard meat flew though the air in pieces. She jammed her wrist blades right through the nearest ones head before thrusting her spear through the other. She tossed it on to the others watching as Jeuki’s shoulder cannon blew through another three coming in her direction.
He stepped back as the warrior oomans started firing their weapons in repeated bursts killing the lines of hard meat coming their way. He growled aloud slamming a hard meat soldier through the chest with his spear, then throwing off in to the others before firing again sending limps and blood flying outwards as the shot hit. This was getting insane despite there fire power being better than the ooman warriors they weren’t making head way! Right now he wished that he had some of the throwing bomb used when taking on an army this big. They could kill hundreds of hard meat at a time. He grabbed his disk throwing watching as it speed through hard meats heads slicing them length ways. He turned catching the disk which he clamped back in as he fired hi
s shoulder cannon over and over again. He could see that the ooman warriors couldn’t hold out much longer ether. He could see the fear in there faces and the knowledge the soon they’d have to run away. They didn’t want to run away but soon they’d have no choice.
He slammed his spear through the nearest hard meat then turned tossing it. He turned sharply as one of the ooman warriors grabbed some form of cannon firing it. He narrowed his gaze as it swept through the lines of hard meat sending bodies and limbs flying. Erisoki turned firing his shoulder cannon, this was no better than being in a hive! It was just as difficult and gruelling and only made worse by the fact that they had no prize waiting for them! No hard meat queen to capture and pull back to the ship, to use for laying. Saying this though the Tosuji clan would gain such honour for this for a nearly destroyed clan with only five members one of which who was not Yautja, to fight so furiously would be looked up on with great honour by the Arbitrators. Who would burn this great feat in to this clan’s wall, which was on board the Jag D Ja Atoll mother ship in the third region of space. Over forty great clans had walls of honour there. The history of these clans was written in to these walls.
The newer clans had electric written walls but those who were hundreds of years old had stonewalls to analogue their histories.
Each great wall showing the decades passed, lost clans still and breathing clans all built so the young pups could lean about their ancestors and the newer clans. Each wall had a second copy on the home world, so the history could never be lost. There were great buildings on the home world protected by Arbitrators were you could look at the history of the Yautja race from it’s first walls to it’s present. It was a sight that could shake even the most hardened hunter or elder. It had shaken him as an honoured hunter over a decade ago. If he lived he wanted to go back there and see this great feat written there for all to see! He’d never seen his hunters act with such courage before in his life! They deserved no less if they all lived. He was truly proud he had never been more proud of his hunters in his whole life. They had shocked him and impressed him in ever way yes there had been moments but the hunt had become their focus and it pleased him so much. To think that two young bloods an honoured hunter and his ooman mate could pull this off was amazing.
