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A mile up in the air, on a military plane heading towards a secret base in the Rocky Mountains, Colonel Hotchkiss sat in a makeshift office sipping coffee. Suddenly, the radio in the room buzzed, "Sir, the first one has died." Sighing deeply, the older gentleman replied, "Alright, I'll be down there in five seconds." He placed his coffee down carefully and then hauled ass out of the office, sprinting down to a control center set up on the place. Nearly a dozen monitors displayed various bits of information, five were live feeds from the pilot's own eyes, five more monitoring various life signs, and two more contained various other data. The pilots of course knew nothing about this information being sent to the plane. Sam's life signs had completely bottomed out, indicating she was truly dead.
Hotchkiss grimaced deeply at Sam's data, "I was hoping she wouldn't be the first. Sam was lagging most of the others in development..." Her heart monitor suddenly registered a beat, and then another, "Well, it's too late to go back. We're all going to Hell if this doesn't work."
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Thump. Thump. Thump. "Aftov, Trent - I'm not leaving Sam," drifted through an incredible haze filling Sam's mind. She mouthed BeeBee's name but failed to say it, her body refusing to work properly. Something else was trying to command it, to make it grip the controls, demanding she kill her comrades. It was incredibly hard to resist, but in her mind, she did what she could. More words reached her, "I'll get out. I'll get her out of her suit." Sam wanted to scream that it wasn't safe but she couldn't as her heart started racing. She could feel the bloody haze closing in on her, suffocating her mentally. Mental screams from others sounded through the haze, cries of anguish, and then an audible order forcing itself into her mind, "Kill! Kill them all!"
Her eyes flew open in the gunsuit, bloodshot like the infected, yet she screamed her defiance into the squad's comms, "No!" The haze in her mind exploded and dissipated, leaving her with vision more clear than ever. She could see the others, but not just her friends, her enemies too. They moved swiftly through the buildings, monitoring the squad's progress. The squad was completely surrounded, these fuckers had been toying with and watching them the whole time, she realized. Sam gripped the controls and swung her cannon into place, firing a single round.
Alex turned her gunsuit back for a moment in surprise at Sam's sudden awakening, only to be met with a round colliding and exploding in midair with something. Splintered remains of a bone sword and shrapnel danced off her suit, as her mind realized the sword would've pierced her heart.
Meanwhile, Sam felt a roar in her mind, but it was not her own. There was incredible anger, and then her vision was cut off. The beasts had realized they'd been infiltrated and severed her from them. She yelled into the comms without explaining, "Everyone, our best bet is to head south. The airport has been lost already and the enemy lines are thickest west. We have to go back towards Killeen and hitch a ride there."
The Bradley came to a rolling halt at her words and Alex had already stopped from paralyzing fear moments ago. Its commander called out, "How the hell do you know that DFW is gone already?" Sam considered the question for a moment before deciding she couldn't fully explain what had just happened, "It's... I saw it, somehow. The planes were destroyed on the runway before they could take off. Our ride has been dead a long time. Because we abandoned it, Fort Hood was ignored. We have to go back."
Suddenly the comms roared from the Bradley, "She's one of them! There's no other way she could know that! We can't trust one of those infected freaks!" It sped up once more, leaving Alex and Aftov in the dust. Sam cried out, "No! You'll die if you go west! You all have to believe me! BeeBee, you believe me don't you?!"
Hotchkiss grimaced deeply at Sam's data, "I was hoping she wouldn't be the first. Sam was lagging most of the others in development..." Her heart monitor suddenly registered a beat, and then another, "Well, it's too late to go back. We're all going to Hell if this doesn't work."
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Thump. Thump. Thump. "Aftov, Trent - I'm not leaving Sam," drifted through an incredible haze filling Sam's mind. She mouthed BeeBee's name but failed to say it, her body refusing to work properly. Something else was trying to command it, to make it grip the controls, demanding she kill her comrades. It was incredibly hard to resist, but in her mind, she did what she could. More words reached her, "I'll get out. I'll get her out of her suit." Sam wanted to scream that it wasn't safe but she couldn't as her heart started racing. She could feel the bloody haze closing in on her, suffocating her mentally. Mental screams from others sounded through the haze, cries of anguish, and then an audible order forcing itself into her mind, "Kill! Kill them all!"
Her eyes flew open in the gunsuit, bloodshot like the infected, yet she screamed her defiance into the squad's comms, "No!" The haze in her mind exploded and dissipated, leaving her with vision more clear than ever. She could see the others, but not just her friends, her enemies too. They moved swiftly through the buildings, monitoring the squad's progress. The squad was completely surrounded, these fuckers had been toying with and watching them the whole time, she realized. Sam gripped the controls and swung her cannon into place, firing a single round.
Alex turned her gunsuit back for a moment in surprise at Sam's sudden awakening, only to be met with a round colliding and exploding in midair with something. Splintered remains of a bone sword and shrapnel danced off her suit, as her mind realized the sword would've pierced her heart.
Meanwhile, Sam felt a roar in her mind, but it was not her own. There was incredible anger, and then her vision was cut off. The beasts had realized they'd been infiltrated and severed her from them. She yelled into the comms without explaining, "Everyone, our best bet is to head south. The airport has been lost already and the enemy lines are thickest west. We have to go back towards Killeen and hitch a ride there."
The Bradley came to a rolling halt at her words and Alex had already stopped from paralyzing fear moments ago. Its commander called out, "How the hell do you know that DFW is gone already?" Sam considered the question for a moment before deciding she couldn't fully explain what had just happened, "It's... I saw it, somehow. The planes were destroyed on the runway before they could take off. Our ride has been dead a long time. Because we abandoned it, Fort Hood was ignored. We have to go back."
Suddenly the comms roared from the Bradley, "She's one of them! There's no other way she could know that! We can't trust one of those infected freaks!" It sped up once more, leaving Alex and Aftov in the dust. Sam cried out, "No! You'll die if you go west! You all have to believe me! BeeBee, you believe me don't you?!"
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