Turn 5: Dance With The Devil

[Cartwright]

The Marines moved through Delta Labs, fighting all sorts of monstrosities and having to see the appalling horrors that awaited them in the scientific research area. They had fought long and hard and continued to press on. They would have to keep moving.

Broken pipes emitted steam and fumes that detoriated the line of vision of many of the Marines. To make things worse, many of the rooms in Delta were at a loss of power, making illumination scarce. They, however, pressed on vigiliantly. They would not fail. The distinct primal instinct of survival pulsated through them. All they needed to do was shut off the teleportation device and the situation would improve from there. Or so they hoped.

Hayek stopped and rose his fist into the air. The Hell Hounds halted, scanning the area for hostility. Their environment was hostile enough and now something else was taking place before them. The sound of tiny feet tapping quickly on the metallic floor could be heard. Suddenly, what appeared to be a storm cloud appeared and yellowish lightning emitted from it. The body of a new monstrosity appeared and a pentagram formed below its feet. It had two yellow eyes and sharp swords for arms. It was small and bird-like. It shrieked and more appeared in a similar fashion and an Imp appeared by the same method of transportation.

The bird-like creatures charged, preparing to slash the Marines. Two Marines opened fire on the creatures and they teleported. However, their footsteps could be heard. These monsters were not teleporting... they were invisible. One appeared right next to Hayek and sliced away at his leg. It did not dig very deep into his armor, but he did fall forward. Zombies began to run into the room, some carrying pistols and assault rifles. Others, wrenches and other various objects.

The Marines had an entire room full of overturned desks, chairs, and corners to take cover behind. The next room was obviously an office complex, probably a cubicled space. The Marines would have fight their way through both the entrance to the offices and the main offices itself.

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[Kyle (an evil budgie)]

John tried to keep his calm. Needless to say he was scared shit less, he wasn't going to let anyone see that though. "Days' like this make me love my fuckin job." he said. John situated himself behind an overturned desk. He popped up from behind cover and unloaded his clip into any thing moving that he didn't recognize as part of the living. "God damn. Were gonna need a lot of holy water for this hell hole." He loaded a fresh clip. "So this is why I never took a desk job."

[Cartwright]

"Cut the chatter, private! Just keep firing! Oh, and welcome to the Hell Hounds!" The lieutenant said, then added on to the age-old Hell Hound joke he heard, "Just remember, if the attack is going well, we're goin' to hell!"

[Dire Wolf]

One of the zombies took a swing at Hoot with the wrench, unfortunately for the zombie, Hoot had quick reflexes. He easily dodged the sluggish half-assed swing the zombie tried. In one quick motion he pulled out his knife and slashed across its gut and it's entrails slumped out. Hoot then plunged the knife into the zombie's temple. He pulled the knife out and sheathed it. He grabbed 'Hannah' and got behind an over turned desk. He quickly put a single piece of lead through most of the things holding firearms.

Then he was suddenly pulled to the ground.

Somehow 'Hannah', came off of the sling and slid about 5-6 feet away. The zombie began to beat its fist against Hoot's armor like Donkey Kong. It didn't hurt, the armor absorbed just about any damage the zombie could ever hope to inflict. But unfortunately for Hoot this 'zombie' was a former desk jockey. He looked like he weighed about 400lbs and Hoot was no weight lifter.

'Ah shit, never thought I would kick the bucket from a being sat on by a 400lb civvie.'Hoot thought. He couldn't get to his knife, beating the shit outta the zombie wouldn't do much, it was a zombie, and he was slowly suffocating. Hoot could barely talk, so he spoke into the MIC "Hey.... anyone wanna help me with this fatass...."

[Cartwright]

Lieutenant Johnson turned and aimed down his assault rifle sights and pulled the trigger slowly, applying pressure as he took aim. He felt the satisfying kick of the weapon and saw the blood of the former living UAC employee splatter across the walls, mixed in with some brain matter.

"There ya go, mate!"

[catfiend]

Sauerkraut smiled, "Why couldn't we have just gotten safely home?" he said to himself jokingly. His rifle was to his face and he tried to listen to where the "invisible" creatures were. He took shots in places where he heard footsteps, usually coming up blank.

Of course, there were the zombies too, he would have to remember to keep his head about the other enemies. He shots all those that took steps in his direction. Some had rifles and pistols, so he thought it best to find some cover behind a desk before being shot.

[Cartwright]

The Marines managed to fight their way out of the office entrance area and into the main offices. Cubicles lined the area, making for both great cover and sufficient hiding spaces for their satanic enemies. The Marines were becoming paranoid. To make the situaton worse, upon looking up they saw a horrifying seen.

What appeared to be a zombie had been chained to the ceiling and spiked protruded from its stomach region. It moaned loudly, giving away their presence. What was more horrifying was that a living growth had manifested itself around the walls. It was brownish black and look as it if were part of an intestinal track. It appeared to be very moist and it was moving around. Private Krause had to resist the feeling to throw up.

The Marines then saw a new hideous monstrosity to add into the mix. An eight foot tall beast hunched over as if its back did not support it currently. It had six legs and two heads. Yellowish eyes glowed in the poor illumination and the beast had long tongues protruding out of both of the mouths of the beast, almost as if it was tasting the air around them. It howled at their presence and charged at them. Hell was attacking once again.

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[Mr. Death]

Godchild was fed up with the bullshit

"I told you. . .LT. .. This was some bad fucking boo koo" He said as he started up the chainsaw. He'd been pushed to the limits. The boots were buggin out, and even Hayek was on edge. Was he the only one who thought they could do this shit?

"You dirty son of a bitch. . . You mother fuc-" he raised the chain saw. The blade tore through one leg before it batted him away. He smashed through a cubicle, the blade inches from his leg . He picked it up and charged again. . .

[Cartwright]

The chainsaw cut the bat-like monstrosity to pieces. Then, a loud roar could be heard. A large pink looking creature bashed through the cubicles. It's body was half pink looking flesh with a large mouth with extremely sharp dentures and half robotic. The back was of what appeared to be robotic legs. Could it have been a mutation of a Strogg? No. It had to have been something far more sinister.

[Mr. Death]

Godchild recovered from the recoil and looked at the huge monster. What the fuck was this thing!?

"Damn bookoo I'm tellin you. . ." He screamed and revved the chainsaw at it

"We need some focus on that bitch!" He shouted over the comm. This Delta Labs section was a fuck fest, and Godchild didn't expect everyone to make it. Especially that boot medic. He had a lot of shit to learn, but Elias was the perfect mentor for him.

[catfiend]

Sauerkraut's eyebrow raised at the sight of such a hideous creature. It was a like a fucking bull with no horns. . . and ten times uglier. His brow was dripping with sweat. "Okay let's kill this thing." Krause said firing a fusilage of bullets at the hideous spawn of Satan.

[Mr. Death]

Elias brought the chainsaw's blade down on the metal spine. Sparks showered everywhere, but he kept on it. It was half way through when a bullet struck his right forearm. He didn't know whose it was but he guessed it was probably one of the boots'.

He dropped the chainsaw with his right arm and the power of the chainsaw caused his left arm to struggle with the raging carnage that was the blade. The beast swatted him away. He didn't go soaring through the air, but it knocked him back. He shut off the chainsaw, he didn't want to risk getting it embedded in his own body. He took out his shotgun and began shooting the half damaged metal spinal cord.

[Dire Wolf]

Hoot cocked his head. the thing had no eyes, no nose to speak of, and it had 2 little horns pointing forward on the side of his face. "What the fuck?" he said as he brought 'Hannah' up. He peered through the scope, where he guessed its brain would be. He felt a satisfing push against his shoulder, the round had it the thing right square in the face.

It didnt drop. "Ohh you little bastard." He switched the selector switch to burst fire and began to put expertly aimed shots into the things head.

((OOC: Comon Cartwright, send us a few hell knights XD. As long as you dont send a CyberDemon im ok))

[Talietzin]

Badass as he was, Leon was no John Rambo. He picked up his rifle, and with everyone else, focused fire on the monstrous creature with the robotic parts. His finger was starting to get weary of pulling the trigger; he had been working purely on semi-automatic mode.

He heard footsteps from behind and immediately swung around, bringing his rifle to bear. He could see no threat, but he heard it coming. He shifted left and right, trying to determine where the little bastard was.

He felt a sharp pain as his blood splattered all over the thing. It had dug into his calf, but the wound was not too deep. Immediately he grabbed the thing with his free hand tightly. He slammed its face straight into the floor, and then a table, and then threw it onto the ground once again. He stomped on it hard, and fired two shots into its head. Panting for breath from the sudden sting, he recovered quickly and walked away while taking a deep breath.

[Cartwright]

The new beast made one last terrifying roar than fell to the floor, going limp. It was dead. It's body began to disintegrate. The little bat-like creatures had become more of a annoyance than a threat, performing hit and run tactics. The Marines dispatched them quickly and all other demons were systemmatically eliminated in a hurried fashion.

"Alright, I'm done with these bastards. Let's double time it to the God damn teleporter and shut it off!" Hayek said, taking the point.

"I hear that. Alright, Second Squad, watch our six. First, you're on point. Move!" Lieutenant Johnson ordered.

The Marines moved down numerous passageways. They still had a long way to go before reaching the teleporter. They needed to move fast. Time was of the essence. A feeling of foreboding grew within their stomaches as they etched closer to the teleporter's location.

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