Author: Dachande[DR]			Viewing: Chapter 2

"This is Supervisor Sturges, I can't tell you how glad we are to see you, Berserker team." Sturges commented. "Sure, no problem. What can we do for you?" Diablo asked in concern. "We have a problem at one of our biological bases. We have reson to believe that these bases have been currently overrun with an infestation of aliens. We contacted the Berserker HQ, and they said that since your team was within a close distance of the system, they will be sending you the information and briefing about the mission. We have a Fire Team of marines that will provide assistance to your team. This mission is to be taken VERY seriously, and to be executed with evasive action." Sturges felt sorrow for his friend that had probably not suffered much pain, but saw more than he needed to see. "Thank you, Supervisor," Diablo remarked, "Our Berserker team is deploying into a mission now, but when they return, we will head out right away. Is that all you need, sir?" "Yes, that will be all." Sturges acknowledged, and 'commed off the link. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sturges turned around, to see"The Maverick" staring down at him. The man was a tall, broad man. His chin was a clean cut, with a square jaw that made him look somewhat like a bulldog. He has to take steroids, Sturges thought looking the man up and down. "Can I help you, First Sergeant?" Sturges asked, dignified. "When are me and my men going to be dropped into that hell hole??" "At 1600 hours, Sergeant." Get you and your people ready, this ought to be one hell of a ride." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Vega rose from the ground slowly, and raised his arms up onto a long, rusted metal bar. His feet barely left the ground when he did his pull-ups. The man was around 6 feet 5 inches tall; the tallest on the team. He also had the best job of all, and that was to blow away aliens with the smart gun. It had always been a life long dream for him to carry on the war that had destroyed his own town, family and most of his friends. He could never forget that day... Vega had only been 9 years old when THEY came. He was in school, playing in the play ground when a huge ship landed what seemed to be far away to the child. He only took a few seconds to watch it decend onto the ground. He ran to his teacher, Mrs. Croffiset, and pointed the the ship in the distance; "What is that Mrs. Croffiset!?" The teacher turned her head to the left, to the horizon where the ship had landed. "Honey, you don't need to worry about that. It is only the astronuts coming home from the moon." The boy shrugged, and continued to play. 15 minutes later, everyone was rushed into the school, teachers screaming at which the child didn't understand. The boy wondered what was going on. The teacher told the children to hide under their desks, and that an earthquake was on its way. Just seconds after she had said that, a rumble started to sound off. As it grew, the boy coud feel a force hitting the ground. The boy began to panic. Then, all of a sudden, the wall in the back of the room exploded and big black monsters appeared to be filling the room like water into a glass. The boy screamed, and ran to a little screen door which he ripped open, and climbed into a small space. He sat there for what seemed like days or even weeks. He closed his eyes tightly and thought about his parents, and his brother. In the background, he heard screams and rumbling,...but he didn't dare to open his eyes. The child was terrified. He had finally started to drift off to sleep... A big man called to another man "We got a live one!!" The man walked over to the boy, and stared at him for a minute or so. "Medic!!!" the man screamed. "This kid sems to be beat up pretty bad, but from what I see, no broken bones or any real damage." He was then yanked out of the small area, and put into a containment center. He had lived there ever since he turned 17, and joined the Marines...he had a vengance ever since... Vega had stopped his pull-ups and was heaving hevily. "Vega, you ok hun??" Chic grabbed his shoulder, her face distorted in concern. "Nothin', I'm fine. Don't worry about it." Vega grabbed the bar again and continued to do pull-ups. Chic walked back over to her locker, and continued to put her right leg into her pants. Chic looked like a fit young lady, with feminine muscles, even though she hadn't worked out very often. But she is a damn good soldier, Grimm thought, as he watched her get dressed. "Just what in the hell are you lookin' at Grimm?" Chic asked. "I'm watchin' you get dressed." Just as Grimm had finished his sentence, Mav walked into the room. "Ok people, get suited up, seems we goin' on an alien hunt." Grimm stood up, stretching. "Yeah, well, whats new?" He asked, as if it was a retorrical question. Grimm walked to a sink, grabbed a toothbrush, he didn't care whose it was, no one cared, and brushed his teeth. "Where is this mission gonna be?" Vega asked. "Supposed to be some biological center. Got hit pretty bad. No contact has been recieved for quite a while. This isn't our mission, this is a Berserker team mission. we are only going to give some support. But, from what i've heard they are a bunch of slackers." "Get your stuff ready, we are dropin' in in 7 hours. Get some rest if ya feel you need it." Mav turned and walked out of the room. He needed some rest, and he was damn sure he was going to get it. Mav turned down a long corridor and stopped. He did a 90 degree turn and faced his door. It read "First Sergeant Chris "Maverick" Clark." He opened the door and jumped into his bed, thinking about the stars, as he did when he first joined the Corps. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bailey placed his rifle down to reach into his back pocket. He fumbled around for a few seconds to try to find his candy bar. Ahh, there it is, he thought. He took it out of his back pocket, ripped it open, and took a huge bite out of it. "Ok, listen up. Here is what we are gonna do. We will drop in 100 meters from the Alien hive. We will then proceed to the hive. After that, we will clear the area and exterminate any living alien life-forms. After that, shows over and we can head back to the ship. CCrew will take rear with the flamer, while I will cover Bailey with tracker. Bailey has point with his smart gun. Any questions?" Dachande looked at the two men, then leaned back into his chair to get comfortable for the few moments they had left until they hit the turbulence. This seemed to be an easy enough mission, hopefully...