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The inner airlock door opened.  In the distance stood 3 men in odd robes, and a huge, tentacled beast.  "You are too late - we have brought her back.  The fool scientists thought only to research her frozen corpse, but we knew - we knew she was still alive.  She called to us welcomed us, and now - and now - we shall eat the world!" The large beast moved upright, disconnecting the cables and sensors from its body with a swipe of one of its tentacles, it's five great maws snapping open and shut.   One tentacle wrapped around the Cultist leader, who screamed as he was thrown into the beast's open maw.  The other cultists paused, not sure whether to attack the Squad or the Beast. The beast's shriek cut through the air, and the cultists, deciding that the squad might show mercy, turned their weapons on the beast. Kevin and Dude moved up, firing as they did, but their shots, while hitting, had no effect.  The beast lashed out at the first cultist, grabbing him and devou

"Kraff!  More industrial mess.  Oh well, team - we're alone, but we have grenades.  We have to move through this sector, grab a security key the brainiacs left laying about, then make it to the big gate.  Once there, we go through, and we should be at the control center." "Then we kill whatever's causing this mess, and go home." The squad ventured through the labyrinthian levels of the base.  Tentacled creepers slithered around, but the squad, with help from Dude's incinerator and some well placed grenades, made short work of them. "This is easy - too easy" Kevin said. "These things are so slow, they just can't catch us." "Shut it Kevin - don't press our luck." "We'd be luckier if you called me Kid" "Shut it Kevin" The squad found the security key, and with military precision, made it to the big gate, opening it and stepping through. "What's an airlock doing here?" Dude said as t

"We got power up, and the locks cleared", Gunny said, "but the way isn't clear.  We have to get through Lambda Sector and engage the lift.  Myself, Kevin, Dude, Sergeant Samtar and Fire Team Zeta Septus will head through Lambda sector and activate the lift so we can get down to the depths.  Any questions?"  "Can you start calling me 'Kid' instead of 'Kevin'?" "Shut it, Kevin.  Gear up, we move in 15." The team moves through - finding mutated versions of the creatures above, that grapple and pin troopers to the spot. The group was getting swamped.  Pings all over the place.  "Gunny - go ahead; we'll lure them and trash 'em", the Corporal leading Zeta Septus said.  "Roger, and thanks." Gunny replied, knowing he probably would never see the boys again. Advancing forward, the team came to an intersection.  More of the things were creeping their way.  "Go go go" Samtar said, as he braced his sh

 "Listen up, now.  We're jumping for Aethra in one hour.  Kirs Station requested Unity assistance.  Apparently, an agricultural pest that they were researching got loose and started to multiply." "So we gotta fly in, and kill them all.  Experiment over. Any question?" "So there's no Unity teams there?" "Kevin, if there were other Unity Patrols in the system, would we be going in?  Think, Kevin, Think." "I think  I prefer being called 'Kid'" "Listen, 'Kevin', when you get out, you can call yourself dumpling.  Until then, you're 'Kevin'.  Now, get your butt on the ship." On the way, the team reviewed the station plans.  "So, we go in on the docking bay.  Kevin and I will head towards contact point 3, the power generator, check it out and get it powered up.  Dude, you will take Fire Team Charlie Ox to contact points 4 and 5 - once power is up, activate the locks, so we can then get into th

Gunnery Sgt Arnaf and Sgt Maeck sat in the USS Rogger's lounge, which, on such a small ship, doubled as the ready room.  One of the ship's engineers sat across the room, playing HoloChess with a helmsman.  Well, a helms-mouse.  This helmsman was an uplift.  Small, fast reflexes, able to crawl into the tiniest of spaces for emergency repairs.  And, at about the size of a large melon, made an attractive target for the ship's cat, Tipsy.  Although, Tipsy usually knows that the Uplift Helmsman, Monn Czbin, will fight back. "Gunny, not sure about this new kid.  A 'specialist'?  I mean, can he read our minds?" "HQ says he gets general 'feelings', some manipulation ability, and enhanced fighting talents.  Not a terrible thing." "Yeah, but....." "We didn't have a choice, since Antorn bailed on us.  It's who HQ had available.  But, you only have to worry about it if he survives." At that, a young man walked into the roo

There was a knock on the Commander's door.  Kraff - must  be important.  No one knocks for trivial reasons. "Enter" The Lieutenant looked nervous.  Scared, really.  "Major Xilliam, sir!  Report from Hesione base.  Some local looters broke in to Hesione  Native City WY445902-1047146 and reported a Swarm Brood nest." Kraff.....  As if we didn't have enough problems, with the K'Erin acting up, and reports of something pushing them to invade. "What strike teams do we have available?" "Strike Team Gamma Charlie Five Five Seven - the 'Gray Cats' just arrived from Lam on the Strike Ship Rogger, Sir.  Requested R&R." "Ah, the nasty business with the Razor Lizards and the science teams.  Get them moving, attach whichever fire team is on rotation there, and notify Hesione to scrounge up whatever they can spare." "Sir - the 'Gray Cats' are under-strength.  Corporal "Torch" Antorn, well, went AWOL"