Act 1 - Another Glorious Day in the Corps!

Bronx lowers his rifle shrugging slightly."Yo 8-ball Told there was a human con! Least the alien didnt get her I guess." Just then the Mt starts to sound multiple contacts. He grabs at the Mt hanging by his side, scanning it quickly. "Sheeitt!! multiple cons, 15, no 20 cons .. Holy f#%$ they all round us!". He starts looking around in alarm. "Theres one right on top of us! I cant see it!! F$$^!! f#$%!! f#$%!!" As he panics slightly, he begins to back towards the room they have come from, his rifle extended in one hand, the MT the other. His gaze flickers back and forwrds between scanning the area before him and the tracker.
He glances up in alarm, scanning the roof.

Hearing the MT beeping, Roy looks around. Sh!t, they live the walls in that black crap thats there. Grab the women and head back to the room. I'm going let my Zippo here do some talking! starts to walk backwards with his flamer held out in front of him.

Bronx pushes back once more past Roy, allowing him the room to use his flamer. "Nuts! Get the f#$% back here! Quick! They all around us. That Con is right on us! above? Below? Careful guys!"As he pushes back he takes note to look into the room behind him.

As looks back into the room he feels like he has been hit by a ton of bricks emotionally as he looks over the swiftly moving deep dark creatures which have infested the room and seemed to have brought nothing but the darkness with them as they absorb all the natural light of the room in a horrifying tangle of slim long arms, obligated heads with nightmarish teeth and endless spiked tails. The closest of the smoothly moving creatures is less then three foot away, and bent ready to pounce, its pointed teeth maw opened as it hisses.

Bronx lets loose a scream to do justice to the she bitch from hell, letting go off his Mt and grabbing his rifle two handed as he begins to spray bullets into the blackness before him. All the while he contiinues to scream.

hearing Bronx fire and not wanting to wait any longer. Roy grabs Nuts by the back of his armour and pulls Nuts behind him. "For F^ck sake get behind me and start firing at what ever Bronx is firing at Once Nuts is behind him. Roy fires his flamer in the corridor in front of him, making sure that every inch of the corridor is bathed in hell fire.

High to the right of Roy in a grate opening into the corridor the fires flames reflects onto the darkness inside the duct, a pair of shining white teeth inside it.

While inside the room, Pulse Rifle fire impacts on the closest monster, causing it to splatter over the nearby area bits of its green fluids landing on the front of Bronx's armor with a steaming hiss as his burst continues to fire and hit over the room that is now lit by the muzzle flashes and explosions. More creatures inside shatter under the strength of the Pulse Rifles explosive rounds, yet many of the fast monsters remain hissing furiously as they prepare to leap through the door at Bronx.

As Bronx fires, he steps back a couple of paces towards the other marines. then he steadies himself and fires his grenade launcher into the packed room. he is still screaming.

Roy seeing the movement out of the corner of his eye, he swings the flamer up and up toward the duct that they are coming out yelling, "There like f^cking cockroaches! coming out of the ducts.!"

Bull start's to fire in any direction he see's movement that is'nt the group he start's to yell at the top of his voice

"AAAGGGHHH!!!.....WERE ALL GUNNA DIE....EAT SH*T AND DIE YOU MOTHERF#CKING BUG'S"

he goes through his clip real fast, in his attempt to reload his rifle he drop's his fresh mag, bending down to pick it up he see's movement out of the corner of his eye, in the heat of thing's it look's to be only about 3 metre's away from him.

Roy's Flame Unit bathes through the grate roasting the creature that was at it and sinking its fiery touch along the duct inside, inside cries of alien pain can be heard.

Bronx has outstanding success as the small grenade impacts into the room, causing an impressive blast to tear most of the things inside it to pieces, shattering furniture and black humanoid creatures alike. He himself feels the pressure of the blast, nearly knocking him onto his backside and as the flames inside the room continue to flicker nothing seems to be moving.

Bull's rapid fire flies to the darkened corners of the hallway, hitting in the spaces and illuminating the hallway effectively with each small explosive blast. As he looks into the darkness after dropping his clip he feels something catch onto his foot below him, looking down he sees a hideous sharp-toothed black face staring up at him through the grate its long humanoid fingers around his ankle that is beginning to hurt as it tries to pull him down through the grate with more and more force.

Bronx struggles to regain his footing beneath him, all the while reloading the grenade launcher, his eyes peeled on the room beyond. His breat is ragged, but he has finally stopped screaming, his expression grim and focused. The years of training kick in.

The hiss on Bronx's armor from the speck of green goop that had landed on him suddenly shoots pain through his entire body from the center of his chest, the feeling of being stabbed with a heated poker.

bronx swears to himself in pain, trying to release the clasps on his chest armour as quickly as possible, stumbling backwards as he does. he cannot keep his attention on the room in front of him as he does this.
"Faark!! i can't get it of! It's f#$%in burnin' me!Aaaahhh!"

looking around the scene with horror, nuts spots bull being pulled to the the ground, an obsidion black claw latched onto his leg and pulling him towards a grate in the floor. snapping out of his shock nuts sqeezes the trigger letting loose a torrent of fire from his pulse rifle aimed the crature grabbing bull and spraying it back and forth along the vent.
"this place is a fucking deathtrap, we gotta get out of this hallway" nuts yells in panic

Roy smirks a little as he sees the creature scurry back down the duct all a flame. Hearing the scream coming from Bull he runs towards it. Passing Bronx and the women as he goes.

Bronx lets his rifle drop with a clatter as he struggles to release his chest armour, his fingers fumbling as he sways slightly from the toxic fumes wafting into his face which is pulled into a taught grimace from the effort and pain.

as Bull is screaming his manly scream and yelling

"AAAGGGHHH.....the f*cker's got me.....shoot it, shoot it....AAAGGGHHH....it's gunna eat me"

upon seeing Nut's shooting at the bug he see's green goop spraying in all direction's some of it landing on Bull, he scream's in pain and yell's at Nut's

"STOP SHOOTING, STOP SHOOTING...it burn's, it burn's....AAAGGGHHH"

Bronx finally manages to slip off his armor, some of his webbing and pulse rifle falling to the ground with it. With a sigh of relief he turns quickly to look back up and comes face to face with one of the creatures, its black obligated head posed watching Bronx with its great many shining white teeth. It watches him not unlike a shark might its prey moments before it takes them, however something else took its attention, as Roy pushes back past the scene between Bull and Nuts he barely has time to bring up his flame unit before the creature pounces on him.

The momentum shoves Roy into Nuts, as Nuts fires on the monster gripping Bull's ankle, causing a few of the highly explosive bullets from the spray to detonate on Bull's leg sheering it off just below the shin. Below the earlier bullets of the spray had impacted onto the black creature holding Bull's leg, causing it to splattered through the downwards grate some of it onto Bull's amputated foot however that is now the least of his concerns.

Roy has mere seconds to shout something just before the horrible pointed tip of the creatures tail spears into his skull, piercing into his brain and the floor beneath him. His body spasms, then goes limp in the deadly creatures grasp.

Back at the door, an amazed Bronx barely has time to consider his luck as more dark shapes come sprinting towards him on all fours, mere seconds away from being on him. His rifle, armor and some of his webbing now laying in a tangled, smoking heap at his feet.

With the flames abated from the upper grate in the wall, the Duct suddenly has its opening breached with a loud metal clank as it clatters to the ground, one more nightmare dark creature crawling from it barely feet from the small group of Marines.

The horror of the moment registers briefly in bronx' mind before it is quickly overtaken by the training that has been instilled in him thanks to the wonder that is the Marine Corp! Without a moments pause, he throws himself in a combat roll, scooping his rifle and webbing up as he flies over the smoking pile of armour. He lands lightly, rolling towards the door of the turbo lift.
Without a look back he comes to his feet quickly, slamming his palm into the switch for the lifts door as he turns and brings the rifle up firing. His teeth are gritted as he mutters a prayer to the corp under his breath, his back held against the turbo lift doors, praying desperately for it to open.

"f*ck" nuts yells as he watches with horror as his pulse rifle rounds shred bulls leg just below the knee. looking across to see what had bumped him, nuts mouth falls agape with horror as one of the creatures slowly withdraws its tail that moments earlier had impaled roys head. swinging his pulse rifle up nuts begins to fire through roys body and into the creature. one handedly nuts grabs onto bulls combat webbing and begins to pull him along the corridor towards the elivator

With a click of his Machine Gun 'Betty', 8-Ball fires down the hallway into the Aliens coming from the vents from the direction of the smoldering and definitely deceased woman with a joyous cry of, "Rock 'n Roll!" The Machine Gun does the job it was designed for, its bullets dominating the hallway and killing the creatures relentlessly as they come from the vents.

Before picking up Bull, Nuts fires into the Alien on top of Roy's corpse, the Pulse Rifle rounds brutally tearing the carapace of the black-skinned creature apart and showering him, 8-Ball and Bull in a small rain of green goop that begins to hiss on impact. With a grunt he grabs Bull and begins to retreat past the open door to his left towards Bronx, only to be confronted with a burst of motion as two black-shaped creatures flash out of the door barely inches from him and the quite hurt Bull.

seeing the midnight black shapes moving ahead of him nuts drops bulls webbing and draws his sawnoff doublebarrel shotgun pointing it at the first one and pulling the trigger, before diving past the door and looking for the other target

Explosive rounds from Bronx's Pulse Rifle cut a fiery path through the air instantly into the Aliens are they rush out of the door, the shots tearing the creatures apart. As Nuts drops Bull and continues on his way with the Shotgun he gets to unload a shell into the next black-skinned nightmare coming from the room, the shell catching it on the chest and seeming to knock it away the moment at least. As he passes the door he glimpses in at the endless mass of moving blackness before making his way quickly towards Bronx, down at the corner in the hallway 8-Ball seems busy at hand holding back the wave from the front.

A sharp pain from Nuts's helmet tells him where the goop on him had landed. By the door, watching the exchange in furious pain Bull lays on the floor.

Bronx keeps the rain of shells up at the flow of aliens, slamming a fresh clip home when his first clip runs dry. As he does he yells "8-Ball! Get yer arse over here, I'll hold this the doorway! Nuts pump them f@#$in chicken legs and get here! Covering fire ! Now!! Crawl Bulls you slacker! Gotta carry your own weight!!""