Notes

The Assignment.

I desperately slashed at the metallic creature's body with my blade and managed to strike it right in the center of its chest. Orange, steaming goo, oozed out. Dying screams pierced my ears, as it buckled in agony. I dashed for the exit as I heard the rest of them closing in. The door was descending fast. My heart raced, my mind scrambling. What if I didn't make it? What if they took control of me? I had to make it. I sprinted - for my own sake - and didn't look back. The hissing of the other creatures, getting closer by the second.

Just as I thought I had made it to the door in time, a slimy tentacle coiled itself around my right leg and flung me to the ground. I scrambled and tried to claw my way towards the door, I thought this was the end.But then, an idea found its way into my head. It was a terrible idea, but to be honest, at that point I was all out of good ideas. I drew my blade and brought it down with all my power just above my right knee. Screams of agony escaped my throat as blood gushed out of the stump. I nearly passed out from the excruciating pain.

Trying to stay conscious, I dragged myself towards the exit. I managed to wedge my left steel boot under the door, and slipped under the remaining tiny gap. I was completely stuffed - and missing a leg - but the job wasn't done. Crippled tentacles appeared underneath the door. With all my remaining strength and willpower, I wrenched my boot away from under the door, causing it to slam down on the creature's body. I could barely move. I lay down and passed out, but not before I pressed the detonator clutched in my hand.

When I awoke, I glanced up from my bed and saw military officers patrolling around the military hospital unit. I tried to sit up, but a splintering pain shot up my back. Slowly, I started to re-collect everything that had happened.

My attention darted to my non-existent leg. But there was something there. A metallic implant with glowing cyan light was in place of my leg. I lay there, reeling in shock. At that moment, Head of Operations Manager strode in.
“Good Morning Scott, Great result!” He greeted me cheerily.
“What?” I mumbled in reply, confused. The Head asked me to recall what had happened, and I cast my mind back….

I had just been given a new assignment from my Commander; to intercept an invasion of ‘Gergonagals’, and stop them from attacking New York. It was supposed to be a stealth attack, but the creatures had a secret weapon we didn't know about. As I warily approached the alpha generator (the device that transports the creatures from their galaxy to ours), a ghastly new creature - that no one had never seen before - ambushed me. I tried with all my energy to dfree myself from the creature's clasp, but just then, the generator started to whirl. A holographic beam discharged from the core, and a pack of viscous Gergonagals started to gush out. Huge looming creatures towered over me, and I thought it was the end. I pushed with my last remaining ounce of strength to try and get the beast off, and it tumbled to the ground. Dragging myself up, I beamed it in the head. The sizzling noise from the creature beast sent a shiver down my spine. Just then, I remembered about the pack of Gergonagals. I started sprinting towards the direction of the exit but found myself face to face with another beast.
I took the ghastly creature down, and continued my escape. I managed to get myself under the door and to freedom, but not without losing my leg.

“So that's what happened,” I remarked. ‘Great, get ready for your next mission.” My Commander replied. “W-what?” I stuttered in utter confusion. My commander informed me that I would have to infiltrate the treacherous ‘Gergonagals’ home galaxy. Etheria.

To Be Continued.