Nightmare rising
A torrential rain fall on the derelict city. The inhabitants of the city lay dead in the streets and in the ruin buildings. The decaying corpse filled the air with sickly smell of decay. The screaming of the dying had stop long ago. The center of the city was ground zero of the carnage and death. It looked like something from Dante's inferno. Corpses lay strewn everyway like fallen leaves strewn the ground. Their blood congealing around them. They unseeing eyes stared at some unspeakable horror. The shear violence of which people meet they end was horrific.
Soldiers lay among the dead, fallen where they had made they last stand. Most of them lay in groups of the fallen brethren. A overturned tank had crashed into a fast-food joint its main gun aimed directly into the air. More of this man-made armored behemoths lay strewn in the cities streets some were smoldering wrecks others were just abandoned. Cars were tossed aside crushed into unrecognizable hunks of twisted burnt metal. Buildings were demolished, and rubble filling the streets. A fine coat of ash, dust and death covered the ruined city.
The rain began to wash away the death and carnage. The streets drains filling with a dirty red water. Slowly the rain began to die off eventually dying off completely. Yet the thick dark cloud's remain over the city like a shroud covering the dead. A large blimp like ship broke though the dark clouds It was steel sliver its large 4 engines cutting a path though the darkness. The bridge rest on top of the vessel it looked like u-boats conning tower. Aboard the bridge of the vessel stood a 5'8 male fox anthro. He wore plain white lab coat his bushy red tail protruding from under it. He looked down at the city with horrified eyes. He stood frozen behind a thick glass viewing panel.
"Sir should I put her down somewhere" inquired the pilot
"yesss" he stammered as he was broken out of the horrible trance. Breaking the horrible fixation. The ship began its slowly descent under the eyes of a dark presence that filled the city. The touched down in football stadium. The landing gear dug into the soft ground. Hours after landing the screams filled the dead city was yet again filled with screaming and weapon lasting only a hour it died off slowly.
A group of survivors had holed themselves up in a class room of a high school. The was dimly light by a flickering ceiling light and they flashlights. It had no windows just a single door linked it to the rest of the school. They were five of them they clothing torn to shreds. They all had various wounds on them, they were a group fox anthros. Three males and three females, the males were busy barricading the door of room with desks and chairs. One of the females covered them with a p-90 the flashlight attached to the barrel illuminated the backs of the males as they worked. A sobbing female lay in the far corner of the room. Another female tending her wounds field dressing them with the skill of a combat medic. When she was done she hugged the sobbing female fox drawing the smaller fox close to her.
"I think that should hold for a while" Said the young male fox. He was about 6'1 and about 23 years old. His green eyes calm and cool. He spoke with authority to the others.
The female covering them with cover fire motioned for them to withdraw from the door. The males quickly moved away picking up they weapons that lay against the wall. The females green eyes showed a feral hate. She was about 5'8 well formed her shiny coat lay smoothly against her form. Her eyes were perked up as she listen intently.
"God we are all going to die here" said a trembling male fox he was smaller then the other two. His fur and clothing was soaked with dried blood. His eyes darted around the room with fear. He bore his firearm with a trembling hand. It was a .45 glock handgun he walked to the teachers desk at the far end of the room and collapsed on the chair behind with a whimper of fear. The younger male was followed by a 6'3 fox comrade. The both held their p-90s at theirs sides as the joined the female standing watch over the door.
Over the next few hours the barricade remain un-touched. The sobbing female had calm down enough to stop crying she lay curled in the fetal position in the corner of the room. Her head lay in the lap of the older female who gently stroked her fur comforting here. She had put her ,45 on the ground along with the younger females handgun.
"so how long do we have to wait here in this shithole before someone comes looking for us" inquired the female armed with the p-90. Looking at the younger male sitting next to her in the middle of the room.
"I don't know sayana maybe a day maybe a week maybe a month" fang responded with a weary voice. His p-90 lay discard on the ground.
The bigger male quickly covered for his Lt by saying "Don't worry they will come for us" he quickly said to prevent panic and hopelessness.
The male in the chair voiced his disbelief with a harsh laugh. Everyone turned to looked at the researcher. He said bitterly almost maniacal "You utter fools no ones coming for us even if they do come for us they will die as soon as the land, we are all fucked those things will find us and rip us apart one by one" he looked defiantly around the room daring someone to defy what he said. A sob came from the female curled up in the fetal position
The big male security guard striker respond his voice layered with venom. " shut the fuck up sylvan before I kill you myself" sylvan cringe.
He added "we gonna make it we just have to wait" They all waited in quiet.
The crashing of glass broke the silence, they all looked up in fear. The three in the middle trained the weapons on the barricade door.
The sounded of movement outside came close and closer. Suddenly the door shook violent dislodging some of the desk and chairs. The door shook violent form another impact the deadbolt snapping as the door was rammed into the barricade. Desks and chairs fall on the ground. Another impact sent the chairs and desks flying across the room. A alien drone leapt into the doorway only to be pushed back by a hail of gunfire from the three awaiting p-90s. The body of the alien fall backwards into the dark hallway spilling its acid blood everywhere. A low anger hiss came from the darken hallway. Movement in the hallway as the aliens moved around in the hallway over the dead brethren. The three security personally were all in the kneeling firing position to better stabilize they deadly hail of bullets. Sayana squeezed a burst of bullets into the doorway resulting in a satisfying sounded as the bullets hit the amour carapaces of a alien drone. It fall to the ground hiss in pain as it blood eat away at the tile floor. Both fang and striker fired a short burst into the darken doorway. Another alien drone dropped to the ground. The remaining aliens disappeared from sight leaving they fallen brethren.
"HA" yelled striker in a almost gleefully shout "look at them run" he said chuckling. His eyes dancing with pride and bloodlust at the brief fight. Fang couldn't help but break a grin and sayana smiled and nodded at fang. Fang returned the smile and looked at the two females in the corner. Tasha the one sobbing early had her head buried in the lap of the older female had tried to cover as much of the younger with her body when the fighting had started. But relief broke across her face she couldn't help but to smile at this reprisal.
They waited another 30 minutes without a sign of the aliens. The smoldering corpse of the fallen drones laying in the own acid blood. They hope was restored that they would survive this. The began to talk more freely joking with each other. As they spirits improved so did they moods. Even sylvan was smiling and in good spirits. A low hissing sound outside bought them make to a combat stance as they waited for another attack. But it never came just the low hissing and movement outside. The Aliens were careful never to show themselves in the doorway.
"What are those fuckers doing out there" croaked striker looking at Fang. Everyone's eyes rest on fang for response. For some hope or a clue to what the fate could be.
Fang spoke quietly "I Don't know maybe the wanking off out there maybe the fuckers have learned something or found something or maybe just massing for a big rush". His eyes scanning the doorway.
A groan came sylvan "your saying those fuckers out there can learn"
"I Don't know what they can do you're the brains here what do you think there up to" responded fang sharply his ears perked up in the direction of the door.
" I don't they only seem to be mindless drones maybe they some higher intellect out there commanding them". he rasped. Without warnings four aliens came crashing out of the ceiling. They arrival was greet by screaming. Fang and striker and sayana opened fire on the nearest riddling its body with bullets its blood spraying all over some landing on sayana who was closet. She dropped to the ground screaming as the acid eat into her soft flesh. Striker cut down the other one as fang blew the head off the other one Three aliens rushed into the room from the doorway. One of them was a runner more agile then other two it closed the distance in a blink of a eyes and had already impaled striker in the chest. Blood explode out of strikers chest as the spear point of the tail went though him. He gurgled blood as the alien lifted him into the air and throw him into the frozen sylvan.
The older female lifted both of the 45.s and fired into the nearest drone in collapsed as it was stuck by the bullets. Fang swung his gun to bear on the alien runner next to but was to slow. The alien runner drove its envenomed spear point its his shoulder and fang black out falling to the ground in a heap. The two surviving drones ran past the runner and attacked the older female. She cut down one of them but the other impaled her tourgh the chest and ripped it upwards splitting her in half and showering the area in her blood and guts. Sylvan pushed strikers corpse of him and fired at the drone who had killed the older female. The runner whipped his tail around and decapitate sylvan with one savage powerfully blow. His head rolled of and onto the ground his neck a fountain of blood as his body convulsed
The runner walked up the frozen blood soaked female. It stabbed her with a quick blow to the shoulder. She fainted and collapsed to the ground. The Lone Runner hissed its victory roar.