RE: The Big Damn Fight- Humanity's Only Hope!
06-19-2016, 09:49 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-20-2016, 01:55 AM by Sai.)
Sergeant Chult was having a very bad day. Not that there had been very many good days recently. No, no use worrying about that now - this day was especially bad. Some sort of power problem had prevented his alarm from going off and he had overslept. Then, to make matters worse, some idiot had decided to burgle the locker room. Not only had they left his uniform in a heap on the floor, they had taken the trail mix bars that should have been his breakfast when he was running late.
His sole source of remaining satisfaction would have been dressing down the recruits. After all, he was their sergeant – they would wait for him. When he arrived at the orientation deck, however, it seemed that someone had conducted the orientation without him. He spotted one of the station’s cannon fodder running past him with a packet in his hands and grabbed him by the shoulder.
“What’s this?” he demanded, snatching it out of the recruit’s hands and flipping through it. “An orientation packet? Someone made an orientation packet?”
The startled private looked up. “Uh, yes sir. The, uh, executive gave them to us.”
“The executive?"
“Y-yes sir. One of the new pilots?”
“Why is a new pilot conducting an orientation for the security team?”
“I – I don’t know, sir.” After a brief pause, he added, “She was very enthusiastic.”
Chult rubbed his eyes in exasperation. “And I suppose it would be too much to hope that you lot at least directed her to the commander?”
“Oh – yes sir. Private Cole took her.”
“Right. Glad that that’s settled. Now – where the hell is the rest of the security team?”
"Uh – fighting the aliens sir?”
“If there are aliens on board, why the hell hasn’t the alarm sounded?”
“Oh, right. The alarm. Well, uh, the aliens must have damaged the power or something. Transport panels and emergency lighting still works but -“
“Aha! So the aliens were responsible for everything!”
“Sir?”
“Nevermind.” A vicious grin had grown over the sergeant’s face and an oversized pistol had appeared in his hand. “You and me, Private – we’re going to get the power back on. And if the aliens try to stop us, well… I’m just going to hope they do.”
The soldier gulped, and unslung the rifle from his back. “R-right. My name’s – “
“Don’t care. Let’s go.”
His sole source of remaining satisfaction would have been dressing down the recruits. After all, he was their sergeant – they would wait for him. When he arrived at the orientation deck, however, it seemed that someone had conducted the orientation without him. He spotted one of the station’s cannon fodder running past him with a packet in his hands and grabbed him by the shoulder.
“What’s this?” he demanded, snatching it out of the recruit’s hands and flipping through it. “An orientation packet? Someone made an orientation packet?”
The startled private looked up. “Uh, yes sir. The, uh, executive gave them to us.”
“The executive?"
“Y-yes sir. One of the new pilots?”
“Why is a new pilot conducting an orientation for the security team?”
“I – I don’t know, sir.” After a brief pause, he added, “She was very enthusiastic.”
Chult rubbed his eyes in exasperation. “And I suppose it would be too much to hope that you lot at least directed her to the commander?”
“Oh – yes sir. Private Cole took her.”
“Right. Glad that that’s settled. Now – where the hell is the rest of the security team?”
"Uh – fighting the aliens sir?”
“If there are aliens on board, why the hell hasn’t the alarm sounded?”
“Oh, right. The alarm. Well, uh, the aliens must have damaged the power or something. Transport panels and emergency lighting still works but -“
“Aha! So the aliens were responsible for everything!”
“Sir?”
“Nevermind.” A vicious grin had grown over the sergeant’s face and an oversized pistol had appeared in his hand. “You and me, Private – we’re going to get the power back on. And if the aliens try to stop us, well… I’m just going to hope they do.”
The soldier gulped, and unslung the rifle from his back. “R-right. My name’s – “
“Don’t care. Let’s go.”