Thread: Planet of the Dead (Aisha & CrimsonMaster)

Mathew walked carefully towards the tall tower which overlooked the many runways. Alistair Doctor Monroe followed closely behind him. The Doctor was carrying a medical bag slung over his right shoulder. As the group reached one of the doors which leads into the tower, they stopped long enough to form up again. Mathew didn't want anyone falling behind and he asked May to keep an eye on Aisha. She was after all the youngest member of the crew and along with Alistair, she had no military background. Mathew reached out with his left hand and opened the door. The area inside was dark, but there was something nasty that greeted them. It was a horrible smell. The worst smell anyone could encounter. The smell of rotting flesh. Whatever happened didn't happen recently. It happened many months ago for the body laying near the door to be in such a horrible state. The body appeared to have been a man who was ripped into pieces. His right arm had been ripped off. The lower half of his body was missing. Also the head was gone and by Doctor Monroe's opinion, it had been hacked off. Doctor Monroe had moved into the once dark area now dimly lit from the sun outside. Being a Doctor he was uses to such foul smells. This doesn't make any sense.......These look like bite marks........But they don't match any animals........It looks like human teeth made these. Doctor Monroe pointed at the marks on the left arm as he spoke. The smell was becoming over powering and Mathew ordered everyone outside and away from the door. They needed fresh air. Mathew didn't want anyone passing out or getting sick. Alistair was leaning against a nearby Humvee trying to fight off the urge to throw up. He wasn't expecting this and he was trained for this. Doctor Monroe checked on him, then he went to Aisha May to make sure that they were alright. Whatever happened here......Happened while we were in space. Mathew said as he looked towards their ship. He was just about to speak again when an odd shuffling sound could be heard. Along with that came the sound of a low moan or perhaps a groan. Those sounds grew louder and louder until a woman dressed in an Air Force pilot's jumpsuit appeared from around the tower. Her jumpsuit was bloody, her hair was knotted and dirty. She was moving in an odd fashion. Her body was jerking forward as if her limbs were stiff. There was a large wound on her neck as if something had ripped the flesh off. Alistair rose up upon hearing the noise. He looked over and smiled. Alistair yelled out to this unknown woman. She slowly turned and looked towards where the new sound came from. Her eyes which had a milky glaze to them widen when she saw the group. She let out a loud growling sound like some kind of wild beast. Her body turned and she headed towards the group. Still very stiff in her movements, but much quicker then she was walking before. Her skin still had a touch of color, but the rest liked grey. Just like dead flesh would look after a few months. She made no attempt to speak other then the snarling noises she was making as she grew closer. STOP!! Mathew called out as he drew his weapon from his hip. He pointed it at the woman and yelled for her again to stop. She made no signs that she understood what Mathew was saying. Her snarls grew even louder closer she came. I'm Major Tanner.....United States Air Force........STOP!.....OR I'LL SHOOT!! Mathew added, but the woman kept coming. Whatever happened here, it was clear that she wasn't human anymore. Not like the others were. Mathew fired a round over the woman's head, but she still kept coming. She was within 15 feet of the group when Mathew put a shoot straight into her chest. The bullet knocked the woman down to the ground. Amazingly she stood right back up and continued towards the group. Mathew put two more shoots into her chest which did nothing but drop her to the ground. The woman kept getting on her feet and continued to close. Mathew had shot this woman three times in the chest with his Glock. One shot should have been enough to put her down. Mathew fired once more striking the woman in the head. She again dropped to the ground, but this she stayed down. A nasty black liquid came from the wound in her head. Doctor Monroe walked up to her carefully, then knelt down. He looked over her body while shaking his head. This could be true Doctor Monroe thought to himself. This woman had a look too her as if she had been dead for a long while Doctor Monroe was about to speak when more of those snarling sounds filled the air. Mathew looked to where the woman had come from. 8 more of whatever she had been came around the corner. Then from behind the group the same sounds could be heard. Another 6......no 9 appeared from the other side. Each looking as the woman had. Some where missing arms and all had dried blood on their clothing bodies. Had the crew somehow gone into a gateway to another world on their trip home? Or had something gone terribly wrong on Earth after they left? There were no answer yet. There was only one thing on everyone's mind. That was survival.