Community Writing Challenge - Terran

"GILES, SERGEANT KEITH, WHATS YOUR STATUS??" a seemingly distressed General boomed over the radio, the whole of omega 3 could tell the intended LZ where every one was warming up.
"Sir, We're en route to your position, 300 meters and closing" Giles responded. " Not good enough, you got
Sev?" the General called back.
"Yes, Sir." Giles said with an obvious tone of distaste.
"Something good then , we cant afford to lose him to the Zerg, Bad news though , Protoss dropped down about 10 minutes ago , our position under assault as we speak, we need you and omega 3 back here asap." the general said.
"Affirmative," Giles said and clicked off the radio.
"ALL RIGHT THEN LADS! YE HEARD THE MAN , DOUBLE TIME IT, WE GOT SOME TOSS TO SHOOT UP!" barked Sgt Keith and the marines and Giles broke off into a sprint for the generals position.
They had sprinted several hundred meters and were near out of breath when three zealots jumped over the smoking wreckage of a downed dropship. The marines with out question opened fire, metal gauss spikes harmlessly bounced off plasma shields until the second when they shorted out and electricity arced around the golden armor of the zealots. Unfortunately, the two marines in front were skewered by psi-blades by then with crimson blood leaking out their powered armor suits. The marines left over were quick to avenge their brothers in arms and were quick to make extreme perforations in the two leading protoss heads making them unrecognizable in the process. The marines had to change clips by then but Giles still had some ammunition in the side arm he was using so he shot advancing Zealot twice in each leg which caused it to stumble briefly then Giles called upon his rarely used psionic powers. He disappeared in a flash and jumped over the zealot who slashed wildly in the air in response thus ending up behind him. He took out his knife and slit the Zealots neck from behind causing the zealot to crumple in a mauve fountain. Giles failed to notice his knife sliced through the Zealot's neck guard though, the marines didn't and were awe struck by the feat.
The group stared blankly at Giles until Sgt Keith broke the silence and said" What're we waiting for? Theres still men that need our helps lads, lets get our arses in gear!"
And off they went.
Giles's eyes seemed to glow with a faint blue radiance, and indeed, he did seem more energetic then in his recent previous encounters. He was leading the squad to the LZ where the rest of the terran forces on the planet were waiting, ahead of every one else by at least a solid measure of ten feet even though the marines were wearing powersuits.
They arrived quickly to the scene of the raging battle, where they immediately saw that the General and the rest of the forces were holding their ground on the top of a dusty mesa. Plenty of room to call in the evac dropships, but impossible due to the circumstances at hand,they were surrounded by a mix of battling zerg and protoss. While they did seem occupied which eah other there was the occasional zealot or pack of hydralisks and zerglings that would notice the terrans firing madly into the ruckus of the zerg and the protoss.
"Come on, We've got to break through! Wake the boy up, we may be able to use him" said Giles as he unholstered his pistol with his right hand and unsheathed his knife with his left. The marine who was assigned to carry Sev was more then happy to oblige and shook Sev hard before setting the now concious boy down.
"What in the hell was that fo-" Sev started to say before being cut off by Giles.
"Listen you annoying little punk,do you still have that mini-emp rocket in your wrist gauntlet?" Giles asked with blatant hostility flaring in his tone of voice.
"How do you know that??!! Every thing about the equipment I use is highly classified!"remarked Sev , shocked in awe.
"It's alot easier to access things in your mind when your unconcious, otherwise you put up some strong walls kid. Hell , nevermind that, you'll understand better when your my age why I do what I do. Point is , I want you to find the largest collection of 'toss in that crowd and fire it at them." Giles said as he went into a ready position " On my go , ready marines?!"
All of the marines including Sgt Keith yelled "READY and WAITING."
Giles took a deep breath and yelled" 3-2-1 . GO GO GO!"
Sev did as he was told and targeted the largest concentration of Protoss in the crowd, and pressed a button on his wrist. Immediately a small rocket fired out of a tube on his wrist, it darted into a group of 3 zealots and a dragoon.

The group of Sgt Keith and his marine squad opened fire on the slightly disoriented protoss scoring good hits on the zealots. One crumpled down , bluish purple blood streaming out of a perforated face and he erupted into a heatless bluish flame. The two other Zealots didn't hesitate to meet Giles manic charge. As the distance closed one Zealot lept up to accentuate the silly Terran's impending doom, but Giles had seen this tactic at least fifty times over , and knew just what to do.

Giles dove forward into a roll just ending up behind the landing Protoss who as soon as it landed erupted into a heatless blue flame. Giles looked back and saw smoke whisking away from the barrel of Sev's rifle. He finally made him self useful, silently thought Giles.

Quickly coming out of his roll, Giles looked left and saw a Zealot to his left, he fired 3 shots from his pistol at the poor things head. The first shot broke what little shield that had recharged in the short time that had passed, the 2nd shot pinged harmlessly off the yellow steel that was the Zealots armor, but the 3rd shot struck true and pierced the Zealots eye and he erupted into the signature heatless blue flame.

The Zealots had been dealt with , that still left the Dragoon.......

(just a quick note, these arent Jim's boys , as far as they're concerned Protoss are as bad as Zerg.)

 

The battle raged all around Sev as he attempted to get a grasp on his surroundings. He hefted his rifle, and accidentally brushed the trigger. He watched in horrific slow-motion as the bullets sped toward Giles. Suddenly, the Zealot intercepted the deadly shot, and Sev let out a relieved sigh. He aimed the rifle at the dragoon and immediately began to let loose his clip-not a good plan, in hindsight. The bullets rococheted off its armor, and it turned around, searching for its aggressor. It located Sev, and immediately began to charge its cannon. Out of nowhere, giles came flying in to the cannon, ripping it off with his psionically-enhanced strength. The only problem was that now he was clinging on to the Dragoon for dear life, as he would get crushed by it if he fell-but if he didn't let go soon, the Marines would tear him to pieces! He made a quick decision and forced himself up through the hole in the mechanics that had been created from the turret. Sev watched in horror yet again as he saw the Dragoon swallow Giles head first. 'Can they even do that?!?' he thought, exasperated. He had finally reloaded a second clip, and had begun to fire yet again-to no avail. Suddenly the Dragoon made some final twitching motions, then was still; the glow of its armor and the shimmer of its shield disippating. Giles forced himself out of the bottom, and motioned at the Marines to hurry up, or they would be torn to pieces in the surrounding battle.

 

Long lines of Protoss defenses stood tall and proud as droves of dragoons and Collossi marched out for battle. Reapers poured out from the hills, attacking the small outpost. This site was the only base left to route communications from the battlefield to home. Due to its great value, it had been heavily fortified. Yet no fortress had ever been built to withstand millions of flash cloned humans, all having been trained thirty years before, and then frozen in canisters until now. Those numbers were in the billions, causing every Protoss life that stood outside the walls of the outpost to die in seconds. This army had been recently found in an old hole, supposedly a former underground lab. Abandoned for thirty years, the armies were glad to aid the Terran campaign, and so their uncountable numbers were sent to gather Protoss civilians for study. Now, the walls of the outpost shook, wailed their pain, and fell apart, revealing that the civilians had been sent underground, and every last templar was there to fight.


That battle lasted three seconds.

 

Anyway....
Sev stared in wonder as Giles emmerged from the broken dragoon shell. "Took a little longer than I expected" was all that Giles said when Sev looked at him.
"Sir!" Just then a marine ran up to Giles "The general asks that you present yourself to him for the stage in the mission, Sir!" As Giles moved towards the generals position, a large blast struck a group of zerg, that were still fighting with the protoss. Staring around in shock Giles met the face of the general, who stared back with a look of mild amusement. "Just flown in. New Mars pattern Crusio tanks, I guess this the first time you've seen what these new tanks can do? We need them for the next stage of the mission. New intelligence has confirmed that there are strange energy readings coming from several miles north our current position. I want you and a squad of men of your choice to investigate, while we go find our men and destroy any zerg we find. Oh and you have to take Sev, Any Questions?"
"Do I have to take Sev?"
"Yes! Now get going"

 

Giles picked his way stealthily over the odd desert/forest terrain. He avoided the random patches of sand and stuck to the groups of small plants taking shelter from the massive sandstorms that dominated this sector beneath tall trees resembling the Redwoods from back home. They had been following a strange energy pulse that had been depicted on R.A.D.Ar (Realtime Advanced Display Array) since the beginning of the battle. The sources seemed extremely weak, as if they were underground, but their movement speed was unmatched. Despite hours of tracking, idiot Sev spontaneously came up with the idea to surround them, to the amazement of all. Squadrons had been called in and directed toward the pulses from all directions, and contact was about to be made from the Light Gunner Falcons. Radio contact had been kept to a minimal, even with the inescapable helmets donned by all. You never knew what a Zerg-Hell, even a Protoss-could hear. However, through protocal neccessity, Giles contacted the Falcon leader. "Falcon leader, they're directly ahead of you. Prepare for contact. I want identification and containment, nothing fancy or daring. Just keep 'em there till the rest of us show up. You got that?" "Crystal clear, sir." came from Norris' line.

Norris Bailey was excited. This was the first contact his boys would get this whole battle, and he was ready to prove himself. With the unfortunate death of his old squadron leader involving a Terran trip mine, Norris had risen to command the Falcons. He was ready, albeit one trip mine short. He muttered at his men to switch off safety catches, even though they obviously hadn't been on for the last 10 hours... since getting dropped off from the transports. He checked the R.A.D.Ar: They were right on 'em! He stopped and looked around, and saw the puzzlement of his men. Where were they? Suddenly, he felt the ground slide out from under his feet, bashed his head on a rock, and was knocked out, to the extreme glee of the rest of his men. Damn uppity sergeant... but now we got some Zerg to kill.

 

Gunshots sounded as Falcon Squad entered the tunnels. Procceding down the passageway, the squad had encountered multiple hostiles and had already suffered several causilities. As Corperal Brant called for the order to fall back, screams could be heard. Running for his life Brant cursed himself for his weakness and lack of resolve. As the silence pressed in, static was the only thing he could hear on his radio...

Nearby Giles and his team carefully approached a large down that led to an underground complex. While the doors were was once secure, age and water had damaged the doors causing numberous rust stains, as well as several plants to be growing around the frame. "Look likes its been opened recently" said Giles. "How can you tell?" asked Sev, "Well the large hole does give it away." Smirking Giles and the marines entered the gap in the door, while a embaressed Sev gaped.
Suddenly the sounds of gunshots resounded from the tunnels. Seved raced towards the entrance as the last echoes died out.
"What happened?" asked sev, "Nothing much, just an auto-turret, wounded Johnson, but it's nothing a few good stems can't handle. Right Johnson?" replied Giles. "Thats Right Sir!" answered a marine, clutching his arm.
"Sir we found the Falcon team, or least what's left of them, look like they been mashed up real bad sir." called one of the marines neared the ramp descending into the ground. "Damn! I told them only to scout the area. Alright men form up. Turn suits lights up to max. Set Rifles to full auto, lets show these bastards what we do!"

 

Suddenly, a shadow of a figure brust out from around the corner. All weapons were aimed and firing before the thing could even start screaming. An order came from one of the marines to stop firing, and as the gunsmoke cleared out the tunnel entrance, the body was reavealed. Lying on the floor was a marine with an arm and a leg twitching uncontrollably; Zerg flesh bursting out from just beneath the skin to reveal the infestation.

 

"SOUND OFF! JOHNSON, CALL IN A MEDIC, SEV COME HERE!" yelled Giles as he strapped his rifle to his back and took out two pistols from the holsters at his sides.
"Yes Giles?" asked Sev as he came up short of breath from seeing the horror that they just peppered to shreds, the smoking pieces still twitched as if still trying to complete it's cerebrate's will.
"Sev, see that computer over there?" asked Giles as he pointed to a still functioning wall terminal.
"Yes I see it."responded Sev.
"Good, that ugly son of a ***** we just waxed didn't blind you,I'm surprised, get over to that terminal and see if you can't take control of the rest of this facility, cameras, autoguns, bathrooms, hell Sev what ever you can find thats useful in this place, understand?" Giles said as Sev moved towards the computer, knowing full well that those were his orders and if Giles had more to say he would say it.
"Johnson! Whats the status on that medic?" yelled out Giles.
"Sir, shes on her way, escorted by a few marines and a firebat, ETA half an hour" stated Johnson.
"Alright people, you heard the man, lets keep the way in here clear and our position fortified, who knows what else is in here!" said Giles.

Sev started to hack into the mainframe of the facility's computer system, it wasn't hard, it used to be some local militia's headquarters, military software, but nothing too fancy, and certainly nothing that could keep Sev out. With a little bit of work and a short amount of time, Sev had all the security cameras up and running and the lights on too, but he saw the autoguns were malfunctioning, from the terminal he could shut them down, but not reprogram them.
"Giles! you might want to take a look at this..." called out Sev as he moved to the side to give Giles a presentation of what he had done.
"Alright Sev, what do you got?" asked a skeptical Giles.
"Well , all the cameras are up and running, but the autoguns will need to be reprogrammed, manually,but from here , the best I can do is shut them down so they wont bother us." stated Sev.
"Thats not good enough, shut them down, looks like me and you are taking a walk. Who here is decent enough with a computer as to flip the autoguns on when we give you the signal?" Giles yelled out so all the marines could hear him.
"Sir, I am, Sir." yelled out a marine by the name of Krauski.
"Alright, when I radio you, hit the switch, dont hesitate for any thing, the rest of you keep what we've secured secure." said Giles.
"Giles, i've got the entire area map downloaded into my suit, it will display on my HUD, the first autogun is one and a half clicks north of our current position, this hallway will lead us straight to it" said Sev as he pointed to a well lit hallway. With that Giles walked with Sev into the hall, his two pistols drawn and Sev walking with his rifle in a ready position.

They walked for a little while with no conversation untill Sev asked "Giles, why don't you wear a suit like mine, isn't it standard for all ghosts to wear this kind of armor?."
"Yea it's standard, but who said I was standard?" rebuked Giles as he continued walking.
"I've done some research, and your style is very reminiscent of 21st century special operations men of Old Earth."pointed out Sev.
"Your point?" asked Giles in an agitated tone, obviously getting annoyed at Sev's pestering.
"It's nothing, I thought you would be more up to date, in your equipment." condescendingly remarked Sev.
"You think its your equipment, that makes you good?" asked Giles.
"Well yes, it is what makes me good." said Sev.
"It's never your equipment, its always you, your rifle can't be deadly for you , or with out you. When i went through training, they taught us how to use every thing, not be reliant on dangerous weapons, but to be dangerous men by our selves, to be deadly to the enemy whether you had a nuke to call down or just a stone to beam at your enemy's skull." said Giles.
With that, Sev remained quiet, and they continued walking.
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"GIles over here!" called Sev, standing in front a large door. "Several Auroguns are showing up on my HUD, through this door. This looks like the first entrance in some sort of lab complex."
With a small explosion the door swung open, revealing a dark room. The first thing that struck both Sev's and Giles's enchanced senses was a gut wrenching smell.
"Ahh what th-" Before Sev could finish a large creature smashed into him, moving with blurring speed. Knocking the rifle out of his hands, the creature pelted past Sev towards Giles. Firing in a five point spread on the creature's torso Giles was shocked to see that the creature was barely slowed. Rolling to avoid its slashing claws, as a sudden mental probe made him stagger. Recoiling with shock, Giles stared as he relieved that the creature was attacking both physically and mentally. Repelling the mental attack, Giles switch his pistol to full auto and unloaded the rest of the clip into the advancing creature's skull. With a shudder the creature stumbled and fell.
"What happened?" Asked a dazed Sev. "Nice of you to help, while you were at slumber land, I was busy saving your sorry ass. Be more prepared next time!" Replied Giles. "Sorry I wasn't expecting something down here so far away from everything else. I mean we aren't even close to were the remains of Falcon Squad were found. I thought this place was exacuated when the zerg arrived."
"Well you thought wrong, now get moving!"

 

Norris lifted his head groggily and looked around. All was still, and yet he sensed a foreign presence somewhere within the tunnel he had fallen in. He felt for the lights on his helmet and flicked the switch, but nothing happened. He tried everything, just realizing that his helmet-screen overview was frozen. Nothing worked-not even his communications. He lifted off his helmet (completely against regulation) and scratched his neck. Strange... he thought. Almost scale-like skin had flaked off in to his hand. He made a mental note to get some rash cream once he got in to contact with a medic. Screwing his helmet securely back in to his shoulder armor; he scrambled around for his rifle. He stood up, intending to yell at his men for abandoning him, when he suddenly had a strong desire to go left, toward the old vulture hangar that had been constructed when the planet was first inhabited. Now how did I know that...? he wondered has his feet automatically took him down the tunnel. Nevermind, at least he was now going to get himself a vulture... at least, something was getting him a vulture.

 

"Sev , you got those autoguns working for us yet, or what?" said Giles as he reloaded both clips on the identical pistols he was carrying.
"Yeah, they're ours now, at least in this med-lab, We still have the hangar, and control room to go." Sev replied as he took his rifle off his back and set it for automatic fire.
"Good, let's move out, What's the closest?"asked Giles.
"The Hangar is, would be good if we grabbed any supplies or working vehicles there, the general would appreciate it" said Sev.
The two ghosts walked down the hall, heading west, with little problem other than an inhumane odor permeating like some sickening aura as they drew closer to the Hangar.
When they reached the hangar door, Sev pressed the button to open the door, but the door wouldn't budge.
Giles then , pointed at the door and said" Look at the door crack, it looks stuck together with some kind of flesh seal. Stand back."
Sev took a few steps back , and Giles took one of his many knives. Cautiously he approached the door, quick slashing at the flesh,. It oozed green pus and red blood, and from inside the hangar came a gurgled roar.
"What ever's in there is pissed now, Sev blow the door." said Giles firmly as he wiped his knife clean, resheathed it, and produced spherical disc with his right hand and unholstered one of his pistols with his left.
"You sure? Do we really want to deal with what ever's in there?" replied Sev,
"Absolutely, We're taking this facility, no exceptions. Now listen, set the charge and on my count blow it on three. Then I want you heading for those autoguns, and setting them up for us, when you're done, radio Krauski and tell him to hit the switch. You dont worry about what ever's in there, leave it to me. Here take this." Giles said, as he handed Sev a shiny blade,
Sev marveled at the knife, it's deadly edge, the shine of the neosteel,....

 

quick question, who's Krauski? i think i've been following this fairly well, and i never heard of a Krauski...

 

just a marine who was with them the entire time and , never really had a name..
he happens to be ok with a computer.

 

please note Overmind has the latest claim, the mystery moderator deleted it before the post it was precedent to was made, i forgot to mention that in my plea for a moderator, so im gonna go correct him now...

 

and the amount of notches in the hilt. "That's a mighty fine score of kills you have with that knife..."Sev said in a mixture of awe and jealousy. "Helps with the grip, but sure, think what you want…" came the snide reply with a wink; and at that, he was off.

A lone reaper overlooks the battlefield, watching the chaos from a cliff. Lowering his head to light a cigarette with his one exposed hand, his powersuits glove lying on the ground. Before he can even successfully start the lighter he turns around quickly…nothing, the flat cliff top is as barren as ever, turning back he flicks the lighter, it fails to light, he didn’t want it to, he felt vibrations through the ground, that’s what he wanted. Without any hesitation his jetpack pulls him into the air. Spinning around he rapidly punches buttons on his heavy wrist console, and within seconds a scanner wave is initiated on the coordinates. He saw something he expected he saw another thing he expected, but by seeing them together, he saw something he never expected. The results are simulated on his HUD in 3d. A Hydralisk. Borrowed. A dark templar. Even with his advanced brain and numerous implants this took a while to register. His mind, too deep in instincts to register the obvious, calculated the important things. His rounds would be almost harmless to the warrior, he would be incredibly lucky to destabilise the plasma shield before his pack ran out the steam to keep him up. The Hydralisk was a similar situation, but the Hydralisk could get him. An explosion of dust and the zerg erupts, the reapers pistol erupts too. The spikes contact with the exoskeletal shell of the hydra, completely ignorable. The spray of gauss rounds stop, the reaper knows the raiding pistols won’t penetrate the thick evolved carapace, he doesn’t need to, its tail rises, the carapace folds, it shoots, he fires.

He looks down at the long spine sticking in his leg, to touch it would be worse than leaving it be. Slowly looking up he observes his work. The zerg was mashed up pretty bad, only able to watch as its prey sinks lower over the cliff edge, it will heal, the reaper may not. The protoss had already began to move away, the hydralisk was observing the reaper, clearly devoid of its own will at this time, a tool for the swarm. Only now did the reapers advanced mind process the encounter, why did the dark templar not attack the zerg? why was there a dark templar on what has so far been a purely khalai base? And most strangely, as the 2 races the reaper had come to call enemies left the scene, why did the hydralisk seem aware of the protoss’s presence?

 

He shoved aside his thoughts and emotions. The pain had begun to spread from his leg, and he knew he needed a medic. Now. He looked back at his wrist, this time checking for the nearest medic. A short distance North of him was the closest; it was part of the Falcon squadron. He directed his jetpack to send him rocketing in that direction at full speed while he prepared to stop the blood flowing from his leg. Not enough time! DAMN! He bit his lip until it bled and opened the throttle wider.

 

OK The Arts section, time to pick it up!!! LETS SEE SOME WRITING!!! I may or may not post tomorrow... it depends on if i feel like it, and who posts before then.

Also, please make sure to check The Poetry Challenge. FOLLOW THE RULES.

 

Ethan Fransisco

Im Ethan Fransisco...We arent going home...The light isn't bringing the Glory... The Enemy mocks us... Im going to rise above this... The Zerg I know are coming Its the dusk that bothers me.... Is this really worth the killing..?...Hell yeah it is..... My Helmet is smashed...Gah it wont fit... Technician!.... Anyways... The night is silent and the Zerg are coming.... My weapon is broke im going to use the standard Gauss Rifle.. Here they come... Get Ready Boys! (backround voices) Yes Sir, Yeah, Its time I got into the Battle, Sarge.. Fall back! No! (back to voice) If somebody finds this...give it to my Mother she works on Cruiser 893 Room 451 as Engineer... Ethan out. (Video Tape Ends)

 

zkid, hopefully you read the first post. also, hopefully, you read all of the other posts. if you dont understand something, PM me. basic concept: write from where the last person left off. all of it is a cumulative story, so you need to know all of what has happened so far, read the post before yours, then keep it going.

 

im in the process of writing some more, itll come soon . just thought i'd let u guys know im alive.