"SHIT!!!" Jim Raynor cursed as he dove off of his Vulture hover cycle, narrowly dodging a blast of heated plasma from one of the Sauroids as the bike cut its engine and skidded to a halt near some wreckage. Rolling with the impact, most of which was asorbed by his armored Marine suit, the marshal took cover as he unslung his Impailer Gauss Rifle, fully loaded and set to full auto. Waiting a moment for a pause in the firing, he popped out of his cover spot and layed down a spray of magnetically driven rounds, a number of which flattened out or simply stuck to the lizzards composite armor while a few punched through previously weakened areas and downed a few.
"Damn, these things are as armored as a Hydralisk." Raynor hissed under his breath as he checked his ammo readout. 150 rounds left, enough for about five seconds of sustained fire. Flipping his rifle back into a ready position, he started to consider his options. If he could just find some way to divert their attention, he could probably sprint to his Vulture and it's modified frag grenade launcher to help even the odds.
Just then, the universe decide to provide as a missle detonated in the midst of the group, bowling the bloodthirsty aliens (who probably bore some distinant relation to the Covenant) over while the rest still standing focused on a new target; a person in a blue/yellow space suit that seemed almost organic with the right arm ending in a large weapon muzzle. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, Raynor opened fire with the stranger, aming his shots at the vunerable neck and limb joints while his companion let loose with charged energy blasts, quickly decimating the force.
"Thanks for the assist. What the hell are these things anyway?" Raynor asked the newcommer as he walked over to his Vulture, grabbing an ammo clip from the storage compartment and swiftly swapping it out with the empty.
"No problem," a distinctively female voice replied. "I never seen anything like this before, not to metion you."
"The name's Jim Raynor, and I take it you got pulled into this nightmare too, darlin'?"
"Samus Arran." she replied, arching her eyebrows at the marshal's comment. "Yeah, one minute I'm on Biologic's orbital lab, the next I'm here and I haven't been able to get in contact with Adam."
"I know what you mean. I've gone through nearly every frequency and gotten nothing but static or transmission so encripted they're beyond gibberish." the terran said as he tested started the hover cycle, offering a silent prayer of thanks to whatever deity was listening as the engine hummed to life. "Hop on. Something tells me when ugly's friends show up we better be far away from here." he said as he straddled the bike with Samus taking a seat behind him before gunning the engines, roaring out of there at max speed.
"This must be some foul Yagami sorcery...*WHAM!!!*
Hey, every story needs an idiot ^_^
Aw crap and a half!!
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