Chapter 5: The End?
I stepped forward, observing the forward area. There was a sudden roar among us. Our faces were still and pale. The floor shook as the creature stomped in from behind a large pile of crates. This thing was my worst nightmare, and I had no where to run.
"Classified Name: Tyrant"
"Oh, shit" Pete mumbled, looking dead.
The beast roared once more as it charged at us. We blasted our Rifles while struggling backwards.
I couldn't help it. I wasn't going to watch my friend die. "Pete, get the hell out of here!"
Pete looked at me, shocked. "No way, man. We fight together until the end!" and fired away.
He gave me a look of courage, and charged forward at the beast, knocking it into the wall. I kept firing, thinking the worst. The Tyrant swung forward with it's massive claws. Pete took a large hit to the chest. Blood dripped, and his teeth gritted. He fired upward at it's head. I also continued to fire. I won't let my friend die.
The Tyrant's claws raised once again.
"Move, Pete!"
I quickly rushed forward, jumping in front of Pete.
All was Black
I saw mist, all in the air. I was floating. I looked around, worried. Images of my life appeared in the mist. My Son. My Wife. Everything I've lived for, and cared for. Was I dead? If not, where am I?
Light had appeared through the mist, surrounding me. Soon enough, there was nothing. I had awaken.
When I opened my eyes, I was in a medical room, on a bed. A doctor came in and she smirked, "I was wondering when you would wake up"
"Where am I?" "Wait, Wheres Pete!?"
"Pete?", She replied, looking confused. Her face returned normal and smiled, "Ohhh, your friend. He's right outside"
I was relieved.
"I'll go out and get him really quick. Hold on."
I looked out the window as she was talking to Pete. He was out of his armor. He rose up and came in.
"How are you doing, man?"
"Not so well, I'm afraid." Then I realized what happened earlier. "Shouldn't you be fighting?"
"They believe they fought off the rest of the aliens, and that sector is being