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2 Weeks Earlier - The Biolab had been on the verge of a breakthrough for days regarding genetically modified Internecivus Raptus samples. The project Lead hadn't asked too many questions about where the samples came from, but the looming success was surely going to make his career skyrocket within the company. The military applications of this alone could be worth trillions. The parasitic alien lifeform he was researching had a relatively short gestation period that leaves it quite vulnerable upon its birth. If he could find the right code of DNA to tweak he could perhaps extend it's growth within the subject, or better yet engineer an egglayer that impregnated a subject with multiple specimen to ensure maximum survival odds. He was close, he could feel it in his bones.

Present Day - The toned and busty Sargeant crept down the devestated remains of the Wey-Yu station on LV-648, split up from her subordinates she marched on. With dozens of deployments under her seasoned belt she had began to feel a growing false sense of security, there was nothing that her and her team couldn't handle with ease after all. She flexed her muscles as she swayed her massive assault weapon covering the way ahead. That's when the motion tracker pinged to life again as it registered a single reading closing in. Taking a deep breath through her nose and out through her mouth she stood her ground, ready to let loose a hailstorm of bullets if need be. The signal beeped faster and faster as it ready 5 meters, then 3, then 1. The signal was right on top of her location. "Impossible," Jørgensen said in a breathy voice. It was only then she could hear the rattling of a vent directly behind her and a distinct animal-like hissing sound. Her heart dropped into her stomache as she spun around, trying to see her target through her peripherals first. Before she could fully aim at the hellish creature she started letting off bursts of rounds, but by then it was too late as the alien lept from wall to wall and landed beside her. A few shots made contact as thick acid blood spewed onto the deck, with a quick slash of its claw-like hands it knocked the heavy weapon to the ground with a loud *CLANK*. It grabbed the young blonde by her shoulders pulling her in, spit dripping from its bared metallic fangs.

Campbell could hear the discharge of rounds coming from Sarge's position, but she was already well on her way down the corridor the Private was last heard from. A part of her felt like turning back and returning to the dropship, but she couldn't live with the thought of herself abandoning her sisters in arms, so she picked up the pace.

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2 Weeks Earlier - The Biolab had been on the verge of a breakthrough for days regarding genetically modified Internecivus Raptus samples. The project Lead hadn't asked too many questions about where the samples came from, but the looming success was surely going to make his career skyrocket within the company. The military applications of this alone could be worth trillions. The parasitic alien lifeform he was researching had a relatively short gestation period that leaves it quite vulnerable upon its birth. If he could find the right code of DNA to tweak he could perhaps extend it's growth within the subject, or better yet engineer an egglayer that impregnated a subject with multiple specimen to ensure maximum survival odds. He was close, he could feel it in his bones.

Present Day - The toned and busty Sargeant crept down the devestated remains of the Wey-Yu station on LV-648, split up from her subordinates she marched on. With dozens of deployments under her seasoned belt she had began to feel a growing false sense of security, there was nothing that her and her team couldn't handle with ease after all. She flexed her muscles as she swayed her massive assault weapon covering the way ahead. That's when the motion tracker pinged to life again as it registered a single reading closing in. Taking a deep breath through her nose and out through her mouth she stood her ground, ready to let loose a hailstorm of bullets if need be. The signal beeped faster and faster as it ready 5 meters, then 3, then 1. The signal was right on top of her location. "Impossible," Jørgensen said in a breathy voice. It was only then she could hear the rattling of a vent directly behind her and a distinct animal-like hissing sound. Her heart dropped into her stomache as she spun around, trying to see her target through her peripherals first. Before she could fully aim at the hellish creature she started letting off bursts of rounds, but by then it was too late as the alien lept from wall to wall and landed beside her. A few shots made contact as thick acid blood spewed onto the deck, with a quick slash of its claw-like hands it knocked the heavy weapon to the ground with a loud *CLANK*. It grabbed the young blonde by her shoulders pulling her in, spit dripping from its bared metallic fangs.

Campbell could hear the discharge of rounds coming from Sarge's position, but she was already well on her way down the corridor the Private was last heard from. A part of her felt like turning back and returning to the dropship, but she couldn't live with the thought of herself abandoning her sisters in arms, so she picked up the pace.

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