Ok now....their might be something on the otherside of this door, just don't panic - whatever it is you'll be able to handle this...common now you made it through training........ahh **** it
Specialist David Feric punched the emergency override button for the blast door leading into the messhall on the UNSC Sedna, and immediately leveled his weapon and waited for the door to clear.
As the door began to rise air was sucked into the room behind it, causing Feric's ears to pop. He remained motionless as the air level equaled out and his hearing slowly came back. With his night vision equipment operating now, he slowly walked through the door, making as little noise as he could with each step. He knew that if anyone was in hear, which their wouldn't be because the room was a vacuum just moments ago, they couldn't have missed the horrific noise of the door slamming up and air being sucked in.
David wasn't worried about any person however, it was more what creature could be in the room. 10 Feet into the room David stopped, and turned 360 degrees, taking in the entire room and ensuring that nothing was in it. The room was completely empty, everything had been sucked out when the Covenant plasma torpedo had exploded just off the starboard bow of the ship, peeling back the armor plating and blasting out every window on Section 7-9, all the way from C deck to E deck.
That happened only a few hours ago, but already the repair droids had automatically gone out and installed steel panels over the exposed ship, and welded them down. While this allowed for pressurization of the entire ship now, it did not mean that the life support systems would be fully operational. Heat was still escaping the ship, which was now inoperable and slowly letting out it's last dieing breaths as lights now began draining what was left from the forward battery packs.
David went no further into the room, nothing was left to view, no bodies, no objects which might come in handy when it was time to try and escape this titanium tomb. Nothing except...... no it couldn't be....
Haha - funny concept. Although I'm not going to put it on the site like I did Uberlebender's Film just a second ago, until you finish it and/or put the necessary information down. Sorry. Oh, and if you could respond to my post about the Neu Haven Chronicles, that'd be great.
Feric immediately opened fire with his MA5B assault rifle, spattering shredder rounds in the general direction of the air ducts. The snakes must have been in the air ducts, and when the air stabilized in the room the ducts were re-opened, providing additional room for them to move into. The Covenant were clever bastards, but this plan was far more deviant and disgusting than anything previously seen before.
The snakes exploded in a gory bloodbath, which sent snake skin everywhere, as well as blood and bones.
"DIE YOU MOTHER ****ERS!" Feric screamed again, the whole time holding down the trigger, releasing more of his rapidly depleting ammo supply.
The bolt snapped back and locked into place, the clip was empty. Without a moment to lose Feric released the mag and slapped his last one into place. Retreating towards the far side of the room, he sent out more rounds, only better placed and more deliberate. As the snakes slivered towards him he fired off 2 and 3 round bursts at each snake, taking careful aim on the one that seemed the biggest threat.
15 snakes down, another hundred to go. Feric glanced at his ammo counter: 13 rounds remaining. A few more bursts and the last of his rifle ammunition was expended. Instinctively his pistol was brought out of the thigh holster, and immediately 12.7mm HE rounds began exploding inside more of the snakes. Only 27 rounds of pistol ammo however, not enough to take them all out. The snakes were moving fast, swarming over the remains of their brethren, and towards this massive creature that was dealing out so much havoc.
As easily as the rifle had been expended, the pistol was too. All Feric had left now was two grenades and his knife. He sure as hell wasn't going to be eaten by those snakes, not like this. He grabbed one grenade and rolled it towards the vent.
One....Two......Three.....Four......Five - Feric threw himself into a corner and curled into a ball. A loud explosion shattered his hearing, the grenade detonated, sending shrapnel everywhere, and filling the room with smoke and blood.
Feric uncurled and with a knife in one hand and his last grenade in the other, stood ready to fight to the death. Nothing in the room moved, every last snake was dead, except for one. Feric walked up to the snake, blown in half it was still wriggling about, trying to contemplate what had just happened. Feric stepped down just behind the snakes head, and with his right hand cut the snakes head off.
