The Pod Five Incident Created 18 years ago2006-01-09 23:35:14 UTC by Tycell

Aliens Vs Predator Fan Fiction.
?The Pod Five Incident.? By Tycell.

Urbanebula I am going to copy your idea, although I did have an idea very similar to this before when I started writing this your idea is actually easier to pull off than mine.

Here?s how it works. I post a section (2 sections is 1 chapter) and leave it in a cliffhanger ending with 3 or more choices (A, B, C or D etc) you guys have to post A, B, C or D to decide what happens. I then carry on from there.

Chapter 1, ?Curtains up?.

The rain battered a chaotic but steady drum beat into the armored roof of the APC. Captain Sadanco stumbled his way back into the main area of the moving metal mass, he had just been in the cockpit on the horn to command.

?Alright Marines, listen up!?

His voice had become like music to Ryan?s ears, the whole squad knew that when the captain said ?Listen up? it meant that they were about to go into a combat situation and probably end up shooting things. Ryan Gripped his Pulse Rifle.

?We are on route to the Forward Observation Pods, ETA 3 minuets, seems we stuck lucky today, the Xenomorphs picked today as a good day to attack, our first order of duty will be to repel the Alien attack.?

The squad looked at each other confused, we had all only touched down on this planet a day before and had only been given the bare basics on what a Xenomorph was, what they were capable of, and how easy it was to kill them. It was our understanding that we were heading to the Pods to learn more about our new enemy, and here we were about to dive into combat with them.

?Now I know you all think your not ready.? The captain continued. ?But do I have to remind you WE ARE MARINES! Colonial bad assed, and were gonna? go out there today and kick some! Do you get me? Do you get me?!?

The squad let off a simultaneous ?hua? at the respective points in his little speech. Ryan gripped his pulse rifle lightly now, checking it over, safety off, clip full, grenades loaded. He was ready for whatever was waiting for them. The APC slid to a halt in the thick mud, the cannon on top of the APC began shooting.

?ALRIGHT MARINES LETS GO!?

The Captain thrashed the door of the APC back with both arms ready to get his hands dirty, in a split second he disappeared. One of the Xenomorph creatures was on the other side and had ripped him from place, stood in the doorway dragging him off screaming.

The squad was stunned, some of the soldiers jumped out of the now open door screaming for the captain, they began shooting as soon as they hit the mud, there must have been tens of the Alien creatures out there.

Ryan pulled himself out of his seat, he was at a crossroads, he couldn?t see outside so didn?t know the situation, he did know that the cannon on the APC had not stopped firing since they had stopped moving, the captain was gone, probably dead or severely wounded and three of his marine buddies had already slipped from there safety harnesses and jumped out of the open APC door shooting. What does he do?

A: Close the APC door, head to the cockpit and tell the driver to get moving.

B: Grab one of the smart guns and ammo (takes time) and jump out of the door.

C: Jumps out of the door with just his pulse rifle.

D: Shoots him self in terror thus ending the thread.

A

Just to give this thread a chance...

D: Shoots him self in terror thus ending the thread.

B

The guys outside can hold off the enemy for the time it takes.

And we will be needing a writing forums if we get another Fic

B

C

I know it may seem illogical but those smart guns are heavy.

By the way, the story is good and the description is excellent but at one point you switched the writing style. First you were telling the story in the third person (saying 'they' and using Ryan's name) but then for 1 paragraph you switched and said "we had only touched down...etc etc" in the first person. Just a note.

B. :> The more heavy the more power they have! Big guns FTW.

B

B is the winner.

Chapter 1-2
?Curtains Up?

Ryan didn?t think, his training had taught him so, he jumped up and bolted over to the heavy weapons rack near the back of the APC, behind him he could hear his marine buddies jumping out of the APC, pulse Rifles blazing. The large cannon atop the APC didn?t help at this point, its duel 16mm chain guns were situated right above Ryan?s head and the noise was deafening. Having secured the smart gun to his chest and clumsily strapped a box of ammunition to his side he made for the APC doors, the driver was just jumping out of the door, her side arm pistol drawn.

A terror filled scream came from outside, his friends and comrades were in danger, he tried to walk faster but had to stop himself, in the claustrophobic space of the APC he would only succeed in falling over and wasting more time, he reached the door and jumped out flicking the Smart Gun?s eye piece into place in one smooth motion.

Looking into the eye piece with his one eye he could see it was tracking 14 non human targets, damn these things were fast, and they were coming right for them. Bringing his field of vision back to his open eye he begins to compile the situation. Two of his buddies were missing from the main group which had created a strong point around the APC, the captain was also missing, and everyone around the APC was picking targets and firing.

In the near distance he could make up a very large set of structures suspended above ground in this cavern which they were situated in. Following the sound of a scream he looked over to see the other two marines and the captain about 30 meters ahead of them, he rushed forward to aid their situation. Scanning his flanks with the smart guns eye piece to see if there were any more of these creatures around him, he approached the three marines but just out of time.

One of the creatures jumped forward landing on Garwhity, tearing him to pieces with its claws, it was the first time Ryan had got a good view of the creatures up close, and damn they looked vicious. Through his reactions the smart gun was already raised and he opened fire, the creatures let out a nasty wail as it got blown to pieces, splattering its blood everywhere, too late for Garwhity though, if only he had taken less time getting out of the APC.

Holding the trigger tightly and with his teeth gripped he came to a sliding halt in the mud just behind the now dead Garwhity, his teeth gripped together and his vision focused through the eye piece he opened up on as many of the monsters as possible, he counted at least 7 kills before they began to fall back, the battle had taken at least three minuets but to Ryan it only seemed like the time it took to read five lines of text. Like Japanese wind no sooner had they begun to fall back but they were gone. Ryan scoured the area through the eye piece; it had built in night vision.

The ammo count flashed in the corner of his vision and beeped at him, he didn?t bother looking at it, and his teeth were still firmly gripped. Satisfied that the area ahead was clear he pulled himself out of the firing stance and flipped the eye piece back. He looked down at what was left of Garwhity, it wasn?t pretty. The yellow like blood of the creature that was on top of him had burned right through his torso, it wouldn?t of mattered though, his throat was slashed open and a lot of flesh was hanging from the bones.

Looking over at the captain he could see he was still alive! He had burns all over his face and along one arm where the creature?s blood had been splattered on him and a few places where he was cut pretty deep but he was still breathing.

?MEDIC!?

Ryan cried out, what should he do?

A: Get the other marine next to him to help him drag the captain back towards the APC where the medical tools are.

B: Go after the aliens.

C: Go and find the squads medic and get him to come to the captain.

D: Secure the area first, and then worry about the casualties.

C.

im with hitler ^^ C

C

Just a note, your discisions on the options of Ryan WILL change the outcome of the story, for example you all voted he grabbed the Smart gun which took time, too much time for Marine Garwhity. Think carefully before picking an answer.

what happend to getting the other marine to get the medic?
while ryan gurds the captain? Saves risking 1 leaveing the captain with a low rank marine or hurting him more by dragging hime over the uneven ground.
but since i have to choose out of whats there...
C (you didn`t say but i prsume the other marine stays with the captain)

B!

C is the winner.

Chapter 1-3
?Curtains Up?

Ryan spun around scouring the area with his eyes for the squad?s medic.

?MEDIIIIIC!?

The other marines were busy securing the area around the APC, Ryan turned to the other marine who was stood above the captain and the corpse of Garwhity.

?Stay here, I?ll get the medic.?

The marine nodded and resumed his guard position, his pulse rifle drawn and ready, Ryan was a little slower with the pulse rifle strapped to him but he began to run towards the other marines anyway. He spotted the medic?s helmet almost instantly, he was hunched over someone. Ryan ran over to him.

The medic was hunched over another marine, the marine had been cut deeply in the lower torso and the medic was trying to stabilize him, blood was pouring from his gut. Ryan quickly looked the marine?s wounds over; he would survive, with the right treatment. The medic was Corporal Hulos; he was busy wrapping the wounded marine with bandages.

?Hulos! Over here, the captain?s hurt bad!?

Ryan tugged on his arm; Hulos was probably in a state of mild shock. He secured the bandage and then scrambled to his feet with the help of Ryan. Before he turned away from the injured marine he had just treated he shouted to the others.

?Get him to the APC, STAT!?

Ryan and Hulos began to run towards the captain and the other marine. Ryan saw what happened next in slow motion. One of the Xenomorphs, with its legs blown off and half its torso missing had crawled up behind the marine standing guard next to the captain, he never saw it coming, the alien claws ripped through the back of his legs taking out chunks of flesh and muscle.

Ryan raised the pulse rifle and opened up, the alien was slow and close enough to aim manually, its head shattered into a splatter of blood and leathery skin as the smart gun unloaded what little ammo it had left into it. Luckily the direction of the shots meant that all of the acidic blood missed the other marine who now lay on his side screaming and reaching down for his legs.

Four of the other team members ran over with Ryan and Hulos, Hulos checked over the screaming marine first, his hands had already reached into his medical bag and drawn out a syringe of pain killers. He gave the marine a hit, it stopped him screaming and slowed the loss of blood, but it also meant he was now a lump of meat and couldn?t fight.

?Alright let?s get them to the APC.?

Hulos? orders were followed as if he were the captain himself, Ryan and two of the other marines on the site picked up the captain and the other injured marine and began ferrying them to the APC. The other two marines covered their flank jogging backwards; there shoulder lamp lights shakily covering the terrain behind them. They all got to the APC, Ryan stayed outside while Hulos and two of the other marines climbed into the APC with the casualties.

Ryan stood outside; he leaned his head inside the APC and called down for ammo. Two of the other marines were already inside collecting ammo for the rest. The remaining three marines were stood outside with Ryan; each one was scouring the horizon for any sign of more of the infernal creatures. The pilot pushed past Ryan and climbed back into the cockpit, presumably to radio in the situation, instead he just seemed to sit there, Ryan was about to say something when he saw her wiping her eye and decided to leave it.

Ryan quickly took a visual roll call. The captain was badly hurt and was out cold, their lieutenant had remained at the Landing Pad to finish putting their ship into cold sleep with their onboard Synthetic and the Drop Ship Pilot. The obvious Dawned or Ryan, he glanced down at his chevrons, the mark of a sergeant. He was in charge of the squad until the lieutenant got back or until the captain regained consciousness.

He made a brief analysis of the situation; The APC was literally sixty seconds drive from the ground base of the forward Pods. Three of his men were hurt, at least two of them very seriously. The men were not ready for combat yet, they needed at least another minuet or so to re arm, though they could do this inside the APC. He didn?t know what the squad?s orders were but he knew it evolved getting to the Forward Pods.

What should he do?

A: Talk to the medic first; see how the injured are doing and if we can afford to move them.

B: Get on the radio first and try to reach the lieutenant or the Forward pods and ask for assistance.

C: Organize the men first, get them re-armed and combat ready before doing anything else.

D: Get everyone into the APC and get it moving towards the forward pods, they can re arm inside once it was under way.

You decide. So how do you like it so far? Feedback is welcome.

Very discriptive indeed. If i was a little more talented in a paint application I would make an image of how I see the scene in my head. Definitely somthing I'll stick with reading.

As for the choices given : I'll say C, it may mean being sitting ducks for a few minutes but being ready for combat has got to be better in the long run.

C

C is the winner.

Chapter 1-4
?Curtains Up?

Ryan came to a decision, one brief look around them men and then he piped out his orders.

?Alright men, I?m the next in command, get your shit together, reload and rearm, those things could be back at any minuet.?

He had only gotten half way through that sentence when the rest of the men sprung into life, the pilot had already stopped her self from crying and was warming up the APC to move on, the rest of the combat able troops were restocking their guns and ammo pouches. Ryan did the same; he dropped the Smart gun on the deck of the APC and slid it into the webbing under the nearest seat, standing back up straight outside the APC he swung his pulse rifle around to his hands and cocked it.

?Ryan!? The call came from the Hulos.

Ryan took a quick glance at the horizon and the huge structure of the forward pods that dominated it, then he spun round and stepped into the APC, pushing past two of the marines which were coming out, there guns and ammo stocks rejuvenated.

?What is it Hulos?? Ryan said hunching over the medic who was hard at work on the injured captain.

?Sir, these guys are messed up pretty bad, I?ve put them under with the meds we have but there going to need surgery right away if there going to have a chance of survival.?

Hulos knelt up, using a medical issue wipe to rub the blood off his hands. Hulos was a very cool character under pressure, he had seen worse than this, but the Xenomorph attack had gotten everyone shaken up, none of them had seen anything like that before.

?Can we move them? The forward Pods should have a medical center and a surgical area.?

Hulos wiped the sweat from his brow and took a deep breath. Ryan knew this meant he was thinking it through.

?Well? I wouldn?t advise it but I can?t see that we have many options; Carlson defiantly needs surgery to stop his legs bleeding. Otherwise he isn?t going to last more than about an hour, maybe two. Sam should be ok, but I don?t have a clue about the captain, his wounds are deep, I can?t even see what?s cut and what?s not in this light.?

Ryan wiped his mouth with his arm and looked over towards the cockpit; the pilot had already finished prepping the APC. Everyone was staring at him silently.

?Alright, we don?t have a choice. MARINES! WE ARE LEAVING!?

?

There was another presents who had watched the entire battle unfold, unfortunately words cannot pronounce his name accurately so for now we shall just call him Mr. X.

Mr. X was perched on top of the cavern cliff walls watching the situation unfold, he had his helmet zoomed in and was flicking from one vision mode to another, trying to see which ones these ?humans? came up on best. He came to the conclusion that infer red was the best for this situation, the Xenomorphs didn?t show up on it but it made the humans light up like they were on fire.

Mr. X watched as the marines pilled back into their armored vehicle and began driving towards the large suspended structures a short way from their position. ?The Forward Pods? they had called them. Mr. X stood up straight, one last glance at the area and then he turned around and headed back towards his ship.

His other two clan mates were waiting at the base of the boarding ramp to his ship. It was small, a three man scout craft, they had been told to assess the Xenomorph infestation in their old breeding plant to see if it was ready for another hunt, clearly it was ready for a large hunt but no one had anticipated these humans finding the site and setting up a base of their own on it.

This would have to be reported to the Clan Leader, these humans were clearly more intelligent and technologically advanced than the Xenomorphs. If they were to hunt them as well they would need to tread carefully to avoid detection. He walked into ship and over to the communications panel.

?

A: Stop writing the fan fiction now.

B: Continue to write and get the predators hunting and observing the pods ASAP.

C: Continue to write but keep the predators back from the fight watching for now.

D: Continue to write but have the predators hunting and observing the main base ASAP (place where the ships land).

D

C!