Station 89 Chapter 1

[-=Legendary=-]

Station 89

Unknown Sector North West of Getsu Fune

1845 hours


Station 89

It was massive, the ominous station hovered there in the middle of the sector or at least on the sector grid it did. It was a huge X shaped station, the middle being a huge spiral at least 12 km long and the legs of the X being huge hub tubes 6km long connecting giant domes which themselves were at least 20km long.

There was an eerie silence about the station that Lieutenant Leo Reinhart did not like. Not that it mattered anyways, a mission is a mission and the Argon Marine Core does not handle failure well. He and his squad we’re on a hit mission in Xenon Sector 597, not for Xenon but for a pirate. Soon after they undocked the Pirate Port he and his team got a message from Argon Forces at Omicron Lyrae.

It seems that secretive joint research facility was established information about the research station was not clearly expelled. Omicron Lyrae got a distress call from the station, it seems whatever the problem was it was internal and the 55 station marines could not contain it.

Leo was 36; at about 6’0ft he was pretty lean and muscular. His green eyes were not yet worn with age but showed a tinge of knowledge and tactics. He had one inch black hair, standard military attire. Along with his squad, four more argon and a split.
Primary Weapon: High Impact Repo Assault Rifle, Repo AR

There was Lance Corporal Lisa Jordan, a 26 year old 5’7ft blonde and slender computer specialist. If there was ever an award for an attractive A** kicker then she was the only one.”
Primary Weapon: Coyote Machine Gun, CMG

Gunnery Sergeant Alan Coy, the 5’10ft team medic. He was a strong guy at 33 sandy blonde, crew cut hair.
Primary Weapon: Coyote Machine Gun, CMG

Master Sergeant Jake Holstrom Explosives expert and Sniper when necessary. 5’11ft 28 years of age and shaved except for a think Mohawk on top of his head, he wore custom designs on his body armor and sunglasses.
Primary Weapon: High Precision Energy Rifle, PER


Second Lieutenant Max Colt close combat specialist. 5’11ft if you ever wanted to see a war story Max is it. He had faded scratches everywhere across his body and a tale for each one.
Primary Weapon: High Caliber Shotgun, HCS Long Blade.


Finally, Corporal Cypher, the team called him Cypher because they didn’t like his real name. He was the biggest standing at a even 8’0ft not to small not to big for a split. He was the heavy weapons specialist and man did he love his job. He had spikes all around his body, and on his head he had 6 horns going from front to back in a Mohawk fashion. He of course had customized battle dress attire.
Primary Weapon: Mini Cannon Pulse Rifle, CPR

Along with their primary weapons everyone had either a Magnum Revolver, Desert Eagle Or 9mm Berretta Variant, a combat knife and fragment and flash grenades.

Everyone looked through the cockpit of the Centaur as it was heading towards Research Station 89 on auto pilot.

Leo looked at the main screen which was typed in green letters the words PRIORITY ALPHA were blinking.



Priority Alpha
Send to: Assault Recon Team 3 and 4.
Intelligence:

Research station went into black out at Approx 1033 hours. AR team 4 entered at 1154 hours casualties suffered, count unknown contact lost at 1300 hours. Entry team made it to top level of Main Hub 00. Described bodies butchered or bitten. Last known location of Team 4 is Top level (25) of Main Hub. Research Station has initiated self destruction sequence set to initiate at exactly 0400 hours tomorrow.
Station Map downloading to Data chips.


Mission Objectives:
1. Primary Secure data from Sub Hub 03 Bio-Tech research
2. Secondary Secure Subject 0105 from Sub Hub 04 Paranormal Studies
3. Third Discover disturbance and Eliminate if necessary


Leo walked towards the back of the cockpit room. “Okay Balls and Blondes lock and load”

Everyone including himself ran to the middle of the centaur where the weapon lockers were.

Everyone except Cypher was wearing standard issue Synthetic Metal Armor. Highly durable and flexible, it was dark Swat blue.

Cypher’s attire was the same except expanded for his size and the shoulder plates had holes for his spikes.

Leo, Lisa, Max and Alan all got four extra clips besides the one in their guns. Jake got three and Cypher got two.

Leo finished first “Okay everyone standard procedure data chip from the computer will give you a direct feed of the station map in your visor screen. You all read the message so I don’t have to tell all of you this is a one way mission. No screw ups especially when our mission is going to explode”

“Hells Yea!” Jake exclaimed

“We are going to make this quick and simple everyone is in groups of two if we need to split up. Max your with me, Lisa with Alan and Cypher with Jake.”

“Not again! Come on Leo you know Alan is a pansy!” Lisa protested

“Oh you B****” Alan defended

“Both of you shut up you stick together or ill land you’re a** back in a desk job in quite Argon Prime.”

The computer came one

“Now docking in station eighty-nine.”

Max put his long ninja blade in his back leather sheath “Lets get this show on the road.”

[Sephiroth-omega]

Cool story till now. Looks like a mix of X and Resident Evil

I hope the next Chapter will be out soon, and I also hope that this will be a longer Story (not only 2-5 Chapters).