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Episode V Shattered Husk

Episode V Shattered Husk

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Published by: Kountourakis Manolis on Jan 10, 2011
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Episode V: Shattered Husk 
An eerie silence fell across the city, like a thick veil pulled over to concealthe darkest secrets of humanity, nothing moved for as far as the eye could see,thick trails of black smoke lazily making for the irradiated sky. Buildings stooddefiantly, though shattered, husks of their former glory, their missing partsadorning what was once the jewel of the Coalition. The scene would almost be considered serene, were it not for the grotesquedecoration of hundreds of mutilated bodies, men and women, some civilian, somesoldiers, scattered throughout the cityscape. Vehicles and tanks thrown apart, tornasunder from a cataclysmic force the likes of which man had not witnessed before.A lone, torn banner danced at the wind, signifying the last stand of the city’sdefenders, around it laid a dozen men and women that gave their final breath toprotect their homes and families. There was a low humming sound as the troop transport whizzed through thedestroyed buildings, the passengers bearing witness to the slaughter below. Theyall bore the insignia of the Coalition and underneath it a great black hawk, symbolof their detachment, perhaps the most honored among their companions, thecream of the crop, Coalition Commandos. Their commander inspected the holographic map of the city, evaluating hisoptions for a safe landing, tapping a finger instinctively on the frame of thedisplay, his scarred lips curled in a slight frown. Beside him on either side stoodtwo more men, eagerly awaiting his commands, one was barely out of his teensbut in his eyes burned a fire that one would see in grizzled veterans that marchedto battle.“We need to secure this zone”, the commander said, tracing his fingers inthe outline of a box, “this is where our objective is, but we need a clear area tobring it out to”, he followed in the same stern tone as before, lifting a hand to tapa finger against his lower lip in thought.“Crawel”, he paused, the man to his left straightened out, “I need you totake your men here and secure this perimeter, set up a post and defenses”.“Aye sir”, the man nodded sharply and turned about making towards theback of the transport.Avers”, the younger man turned his gaze from the display to thecommander, “you’ll go in here, take point of the entry team, secure the locationand bring the damn thing out safe”.
“Yes sir”, the man responded and turned to walk away.“Oh and Avers”, the commander snapped.“Sir?”“No casualties, I want all my men alive and in one piece.”Avers nodded once again, “Of course sir”, and walked away.***** The murky darkness and numbing silence gave way and was replaced bymoans of anguish and a sickly scent of burning flesh. Tylea struggled to open hereyes, meeting the blackened sky instead of the ceiling of their bunker, it all rushedback to her, the battle, the hollow sound of the shell approaching, then thedeafening explosion and it all turned to dark.She shifted her fingers slowly, her body reacting to her commands as thoughhalf heartedly, lifting herself to a sitting pose and leaning her head to rest herforehead on her palm. The buzzing sound in her ears hadn’t cleared yet, the scentcaused her to convulse, but she held it back, coughing instead. There was a surgeof pain from her chest, probably a couple of broken ribs, but she was thankful shecould still feel that.Lifting her gaze to inspect her surroundings she met the interior of thebunker, only this time adorned with the blood of her companions, chunks of metaland flesh lay where the eye could see, most of them were dead, a couple morewounded beyond the point of salvation, she squinted and shook her head, trying topush the dizziness away. Putting a hand on the ground and pushing herself up tostand on her own feet, she met another surge of pain, this time from her left leg,looking down she saw a piece of metal impaled on her thigh, cursing her luck shereached and pulled it out with one quick jerk, pain imploded in her head but shegrit her teeth.Slowly and painfully making for the exit…***** The troop transport touched the ground, with a hissing sound the platformsswung open and the commandos poured out in different directions, following thelead of their superiors. Their eyes scanned the surroundings for any sign of 
trouble, the shattered city being a terrain too welcoming for an ambush, they creptto their positions.Avers leapt over a wall and crouched, sweeping his weapon from side toside, the display in his helm remained clear and with a free hand he motioned forthe rest of the squad to follow. Slowly but surely they approached, through brokenbuildings, smashed tanks and burned foliage to their objective.A large circular blast door blocked their way, there was the typical industrialmarking around its edge and a large bio hazard symbol etched at its center, Aversmade for the control panel and punched in the access code. As a response, thepanel blinked with a faint green light and there was a loud noise as the doormechanism was brought to life, rolling the door on the side and extending aplatform for them to enter.Fluorescent lights were brought to life inside, revealing a long corridor, thecommandos carefully entered, measuring each step to ensure their own safety. Amap of the facility was brought up on their helm’s display as they navigated thelong gantries to reach their destination.*****Waen leaned back on the concrete block, resting his back on the wall, hiseyes trailed around inspecting the surroundings for any sign of motion. The nervewreaking silence was broken on occasion by scant chatter on the comm-net buteven that wasn’t enough to keep him on his toes, he let out a sigh and tilted hishead backwards closing his eyes. Images of his long lost home slowly envelopedhis thoughts, the visage of his wife, his family, all now picked apart by the war thatwould end humanity forever.“Waen”, a voice snapped him out of his dream, shifting his gaze about hesaw another of the Commandos staring at him.“You’re supposed to guard this post, not dreaming, snap out of it”, the manfollowed up.Waen chuckled and nodded, straightening his pose.Yeah yeah, do you see anything happening? It’s just us here”, heresponded. The man nodded and shrugged.“I sure wouldn’t want to be you if the captain walked in and saw you like thisthough”, the man said and punched Waen on the shoulder playfully.

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