A even more amazing continuation!!!
Firstly, I want to thank everyone for their continual support and compliments to my fanfictions. Three years ago, I did a fanfic known as The Behemoth, followed by Nightmare. Unfortunately, due to my exams, I stopped playing NS, and couldn't find time to continue Nightmare.
Due to many people's request. I rewrote Behemoth into The Behemoth : Source, which many liked. About a month ago, I took a break, and went on to something I 've always wanted, Aliens VS Kharaa. That has been completed also. And now, Part ll of Behemoth Source has begun! Feel free to give me any comments, both positive and negative. And point out any errors I have commited, or any part of my story that seems weird. I can't give an update everyday as I have work, but I will try to rewrite and post as fast as I can
Link to Behemoth Part 1 - http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/index....showtopic=86298
Link to Aliens VS Kharaa Part 1 - http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/index....showtopic=93810
Link to Aliens VS Kharaa Conclusion - http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/index....showtopic=94067Chapter 8 – Kharaa Territory8a) A New World
“The entire universe – and I, is proud to have these five brave Frontiersmen marines standing before us. They were the ones who are responsible for the stopping of the invasion by the Kharaa, who took over The Behemoth.” World President Kenneth exclaimed with a prideful smile as he heartily shook Reza’s hand and Burt, Mike, Sophie and Jack looked on gleefully.
“Trans System Authority Frontiersmen Marines are ever ready to serve the universe, Sir!” Reza replied and bowed slightly, a look of vigilance and satisfaction in his eyes.
Jack adjusted his tie and peeped at the others. They were all dressed in matching black suits, black long pants as well as jet black leather shoes except Sophie who was beautifully clad in a glamorous white dress and translucent high-heels.
“Hey, Sophie.” Jack turned and whispered.
“Yes?” she asked, her long eyelashes fluttering as he stared.
“Have I told you how hot you look tonight?” Jack muttered cheekily.
Sophie smiled gently, looking even prettier. “You just did.”
Dozens of cameras flashed as the entire hall was blustering with the voices of a few hundred different people, all impatient to bombard the five of them with questions and praises.
“Just doing my part, killing the Kharaas!” Burt said, holding the President’s hand firmly.
“I am sure you are, marine!” Kenneth nodded.
Jack swallowed his breath as he glanced around nervously. He had not been in this kind of grand occasion before, never once in his life ever.
“Sophie!” Jack whispered as he nudged her shoulder. “What do I say in a time like this?!”
“Just smile! And say something totally kickass!” Sophie said softly and turned to the front.
Mike shook the hand of the President, and thanked him for recognizing their efforts.
“Ah, a fine lady we have here. It seems that you are the role model for all the women in the universe, young marine!” Kenneth said jokingly as he shook her hand.
“It is an honour, Sir!” Sophie spoke crisply and confidently.
Jack’s heart skipped a beat as the President stepped in front of him.
“Marine. You mind letting me know how you stopped the Kharaa?” Kenneth asked with his hand out.
Jack hurriedly gripped the President’s hand with both palms. “I…just…”
The words couldn’t come out. They were stuck, somewhere deep in the abyss of his throat, the words refused to emerge.
Jack gasped aloud. Everyone, every eye in the great hall, even Reza’s, Burt’s, Mike’s and Sophie’s eyes were looking directly at him! What was wrong?! What was he going to say? Just how did he stop the Kharaa?
It…it was getting hard to breath. His suit was suddenly too tight for him; the world was circling around him. Jack’s eyes begun to darken as he grew faint…
“I!” Jack bolted up as if someone had just slid an ice cube down his neck.
A dream? All that was just a dream?
He glanced about, suddenly aware of how dark the area was compared to the previous situation in his dream, and saw Sophie and Mike lying beside him.
Jack bent closer to Mike and Sophie. Their faces were relaxed and calm though covered with wounds and dirt, were they sleeping? He looked at his own body in shock. Instead an expensive suit, he was in his bulky light armour and his body was full of sweat, bruises as well as ash.
Just where was he? What was going on?
Jack tried to get up, but he groaned in pain and slumped against the wall. Somehow, his head was still spinning and his entire body hurt. His view trailed down to his HMG and ammo, and then Mike and Sophie’s weapons. The truth hit him abruptly – The mission was not yet completed. With that thought, Jack looked down sadly and let out a tired sigh.
They were all still on The Behemoth, and the purified hydrogen bombs were to be launched within thirteen hours! Why the hell was he sleeping at a time like this?! Where was Reza and Burt? Did he even have the luxury of resting now?
Jack immediately clipped the HMG cartridge to his armour and picked up his HMG and was about to shout for the others, when Reza appeared from the bent.
“Ah. That’s faster than I thought.” Reza exclaimed.
Jack frowned. “How freaking long have I been sleeping?!”
“About an hour.” Burt interrupted, appearing from behind.
“Sixty-seven minutes to be exact.” Reza added.
“What the hell?!” Jack exclaimed loudly. “You didn’t wake us up?!”
Reza nodded his head and Jack slapped his forehead in frustration.
“Aren’t we a little short on time here?! The Kharaa are going to bomb Earth anytime and here you are, letting us sleep when our concern should be getting to the Main-Communications Room!” Jack cried out, disbelieving of the amount of time they had wasted.
Reza stared at Jack in the eye firmly. “Sleep is far more important than you think. Without rest and simply non-stop action for hours, you will soon wear out your body and your mind. You can no longer function properly, your reaction speed is slowed, and your accuracy is affected, and so is your ability to think and interpret a situation well.”
“But…we are going to be out of time!” Jack protested.
Reza shook his head. “I would rather you guys sleep here for a while and then proceed with the mission than you people lack rest and screw up our mission due to fatigue!”
“Okay then, putting that aside. How long do we have left?” Jack asked impatiently.
“Exactly ten hours and twenty-three minutes.” Reza answered.
Cursing in frustration, Jack gave Sophie and Mike a prod. They too, were equally shocked initially on hearing they had been sleeping for an hour straight.
As Sophie stretched her arms sleepily, Jack blushed at her actions, remembering the events of his dream, but she didn't seemed to notice his stares.
“Reza. What about you and Burt? Don’t you two need some rest?” Sophie asked, concerned.
“Nah. We already had plenty while watching over the few of you.” Burt said.
The five of them readied themselves to leave, checking their weapons, ammunition, equipment as well as injuries.
“Status check and report. I will start first. No serious injuries. HMG in working order, and two HMG cartridges left. Pistol with a single magazine left. One H-Grenade unused, two bottles of water and a pack of MRE left. PDA still functioning.” Reza announced.
Next up was Burt. “No serious injuries. Shotgun in working order, and twenty-seven shells left. Pistol with two magazines left. Two bottles of water and a pack of MRE left.”
“No serious injuries. HMG in working order with just a single HMG cartridge left. Pistol with one magazine. One H-Grenade unused. Two bottles of water and a pack of MRE left. That’s all.” Mike declared.
“No serious injuries. Shotgun in working order with twenty-two shells left. Pistol with two magazines. Two bottles of water and two packs of MRE still with me.” Sophie said.
Jack was last. “HMG in working order with double cartridges left. No pistol. A bottle of water and a pack of MRE left.”
Reza nodded in satisfaction and checked his PDA minimap a final time before they moved on.
As they strolled along the walkway, Reza explained how he and Burt were climbing the ladder earlier on, and heard Jack yelling out for them, but he did not answer as he sensed Skulks near them. Following on, they climbed to the top, avoiding fights against the Skulks by remaining stealthy. They were about to go on but noticed gunfire below and knew that Mike, Sophie and Jack had engaged the Skulks in combat.
Reza suddenly stopped before a door and said, “And now for the moment of truth. Hold your breath, people.”
“I think they would plss their pants.” Burt said and punched the control panel.
As the door slid open, Jack, Sophie and Mike gasped in shock and awe at the scenario that lay before them. The path that was beyond the door didn’t look recognizable as anything that man had once built. Bacterium growths were on the floor, on the walls, on the ceiling, covering every nook and corner. The vile greenish growth was practically everywhere. Weird amber ferns decorated the walls on either side while mysterious slimy tentacles of all sizes hung from the ceiling. The only artificial objects still visible were the lights, which were surrounded by thick grotesque growths that trembled every few seconds.
The entire walkway was painted a darkened greenish-yellow and everywhere, there was a reeking smell of rot and death. Even the air was humid and wet, and bitter-tasting.
They were in another world. A world of the Kharaa and Bacterium. No longer were the steel pipes visible. No longer were the metal ventilations on the ceiling existing. No longer was the hard metal floor cold and dull. It was now a huge tumour-like growth of bacterium and other foul organisms. The atmosphere itself was heavy and alive.
Sophie gasped aloud as her eyes swept slowly across every detail. “What is……this place?”
“The very stronghold of our foes. This is Kharaa territory.” Reza answered.
Jack studied the walls carefully as he said, “What? They converted this entire place or something? Make it more ‘homely’?”
Reza nodded his head. “Apparently, yes. This whole place is now covered in bacterium.”
“Is there any danger to us?” Mike asked.
“I hope not. Hold on, I will try first. All of you step back.” Reza said.
He took a step forward, the spongy growth quivered and compressed under his metal boots. Swallowing his breath, Reza took out his knife and cut the wall on his right carefully. A very slight squealing cry was heard and a thick yellow juice sapped out from the cut. It was as if, the entire place was alive. Reza was about to touch one of the tentacles when he stopped abruptly, he could had sworn the tentacles were rearing towards his approaching hand. It was better not to test those disgusting lifeforms.
“Yucks…revolting.” Sophie exclaimed.
Reza turned to face them. “Try not to touch any of the tentacles on the ceilings, for we do not know how they would respond.”
Sophie frowned. “I don’t even want to try it!”
“Good, now, follow me! Get ready people, this is their home now, and we are sure to meet some resistance along the way!” Reza roused them.
At first, the group were hesitant to even step forward, but soon found it harmless to step on and squash the lumpy growths along the way. They cautiously proceeded forward, making sure they did not touch the walls and keeping clear of the tentacles.
A large flying insect whizzed past them. Reza stared in amazement, for it was quite impossible for an insect other than cockroaches to live on BH. As the insect flew too close to one of the arm-sized tentacles, the tentacle jerked outwards, snapping the insect and rolled it up. It made a slight gurgle and squeezed tightly, engulfing its helpless prey within its coils.