The Marines finally reached the teleportation room. They had to fight their way through what once was a heavilly guarded security checkpoint, now a demon-infested hive of evil and satanic monstrosities. Of course, they fought through them with only minor injuries. Nothing that needed any serious medical attention. Just scratches and the occassional bleeding from a wound. The Marines entered the teleportation room, spacing apart as they scanned the entire room from top to bottom with military efficiency.
"Alright, Krause, get on that console and let's shut this bloody hell-bringer down." Johnson commanded, receiving an immediate nod in response.
The private ran over to the console and began typing in commands. He needed a security code to deactivate the teleporter. He swore under his breath and looked around for something. He found a binder with the UAC logo on it and decided it was worth a shot. He flipped through pages and pages of useless information before he found a tab entitled, "Security Codes." He found the appropriate code and then punched it into the console, praying for a response. The console beeped in acceptance and the the hum of the teleporter began to dim, then became inaudible. The open portal closed instantly.
The Marines cheered. Now they could clear out the entire space station or at least get back to the communications center. They would be able to go back home and finally receive some rest and relaxation. However, this proved to be far from the truth. A roaring feminine voice blared throughout the space station.
"Fools! Welcome to your Hell!" It rang, then demonic laughter followed.
The portal began powering up. Something was wrong. What was happening? Krause ran over, cursing loudly as he attempted to abort the process. No use. The system was malfunctioning. Perfect time for a total system malfunction. The portal opened and floating heads flew out and into the many ventilation shafts. Another invasion? No. But something much worse was headed their way.
The metallic deck below them began to shake as if something massive was approaching them. Then they saw it. Out came an enormous monstrosity of an extremely muscular build. It had a look so ferocious it would scare the Hulk away. It roared upon sighting these humans before it. It had extremely sharp claws and teeth and was at least fourteen feet tall. The Marines opened fire, the rounds failing to puncture its tough skin. The Marines were becoming desperate now.
Round after round pinged off its thick blackened skin. It appeared to be unfazed by the red hot lead impacting its body.
"Fuck!! What is that thing?!" Corporal Meyen exclaimed, reloading his weapon.
"Behold! A Hell Knight! Your demise has come!" The feminine voice proclaimed.
The Marines began to retreat and Krause, alongside Hoot, attempted to escape the room. The door was locked. Sealed. No escape was attainable. They were stuck. Hayek whipped around and saw two former Marines now zombified approaching them. He opened fire, downing them quickly. He approached the corpses and ransacked the rubble around them for ammunition or something of use. Something happened to catch his eyes. Something had shined in a corner.
He moved over and found a large weapon entitled, "BFG 9000." He smirked in both gratitude and insanity. He would have fun with this enormous weapon. It took an immense amount of strength to lift the weapon off the ground and into his grasp.
"Big Fuckin' Gun. Oorah!" Hayek exclaimed and ran up to the rest of the platoon.
He pulled the trigger mechanism and a large laser burst out of the end. It raced towards the beast and impacted it. An blinding light could be seen from the explosion. When the sudden burst of light dimmed, the Hell Knight was no where to be seen.
"OORAH!" The platoon exclaimed victorously.
However, victory was something far off. The demonic laughter returned and the Marines felt a tug at their guts. Their weapons were torn from their grasp and they were thrown forward, into the portal. They disappeared and the portal collapsed. They were no where to be seen.
"Hell Hounds? Hell Hounds? Come in! Do you copy? I repeat, do you copy, over?!" The corporal inquired, Bravo Team had heard the commotion.
MeanwhileThe Marines slammed into the hard, rocky floor and rolled for several meters before coming to a stop. The first person to arise was Mr. Death, whom attempted to shrug off the sudden burst of pain he felt. He was burning up, too. He looked around and discovered why. Pits of molten lava could be seen all around them. They were on what appeared to be an island. Stone slabs lead up to a stairwell that lead into what appeared to be a giant skull.
"Man, when I said I'd see that Imp in Hell, I did not think it'd be so soon." Hoot joked, attempting to lighten everyone's spirits.
They had done it. They had teleported right into the belly of the beast. They were in the depths of Hell. Fire and brimstone rained down from the reddish black sky.
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