Inhabitants

Chapter 1

Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Then why can I hear them? Then why can I hear the pleading, the begging, and their cries. god, the bones. I can hear their bones crack and break. It's like a pencil snapping, but much worse. If it wasn't for the face I needed to get out of hear without them seeing or hearing me I'd fucking pee myself. I'm not so tall, I'm 5'10 kinda mocha skin. shaggy hair, I have no idea why Amy loved me, Im a mess.

Looking around I see an empty corridor. I'm leaning against a wall beside a dark tunnel. Of course the lights go out in the direction I needed to go. I reach into my pocket grabbing my lighter it does nothing, the darkness is so intense I'd even use the word pure. I walk forward only seeing inches if that in front of myself. I kick something and almost fall over.

"Shit.." Whispering not trying to make noise, but letting out an audible groan of pain. I cant quite see the thing I hit. I squat down looking more closely before seeing it. my blood ran cold. my veins chilling my body causing shivers. I saw it, no him. It's Major Felton. My superior he had white hair, he was an established soldier. Tall man, southern man. I stumbled back. His face is mangled, stomach emptied of anything. he was only blood and bones with a face.

I cant stay here, I have to keep going. Move Michael, Move. Staying still my thoughts urging, instincts kicking me in the ass. MOVE MICHAEL MOVE! I listen putting one foot forward and grabbing a flashlight and miraculously finding a gun. A pistol, a 9mm thank god. I smile as I look at the bullets he had left. Time stood still, it was close to empty almost nothing. Just two shots left. I guess I could kill myself. I mean what are the chances I'll survive?

I sigh putting the gun to my temple. This'll be fast. I will feel no pain, soon I'll be happy. What am I talking about? I'll go straight to hell wouldn't I? I contemplate. I'll kill myself and I'll be burning for all eternity and there isn't any escape to that. Is there? I chuckle seeing how I can't do it and I'm pretty fucked either way.

I finally put my foot forward and begin my decent down the corridor now illuminated by light. Blood trails and scratches decorated the walls. Walking in blood puddles, my breath sounds like thunderous footsteps. Calm down please, you can make. you just have to be calm and collected ri..

A screech directly behind causing me to jolt as I look back seeing the a men almost kneeling. His face seemingly had three cuts on each side of his face jagged cuts at that. Looking right at me. I could see him cause he was in the hall where the lights still worked. Finally as if waiting ages he stands tall. I turn seeing nothing but all for about 10 or maybe 15 feet.

His face rips where the cuts are. His skull abnormal malformed as if to shape something inhuman. His fingers twitched, bones cracking as he moved almost as if they were snapping, but they were only moving out of place. His skull opened its mouth and another screech followed as it started jolting at me.

Without a waste of breath I rushed down the hall. My flashlight illuminating the path ahead every millisecond since I was running with my hands. I felt pain. A piercing pain I've never felt anything like this. I noticed I was being pushed forward into the wall. No a vent. I crashed through going down the shaft. Is this it? Fuck....

"You son of a BITCH!" I looked up as I heard the words my face getting struck by a fist.

I get knocked back. He walks over to her. She's covered in blood. Her throat slit and my hands on the knife. Her lifeless eyes faced the ceiling as he grabbed her sobbing.

"You fucking killed her!" He lets go of her to grab my collar to continuously punch me.

I didn't stop him, I took them. Tears running down my eyes as well as he did. He only stopped cause Felton came in and screamed his name.

"John!" He screamed, "WH.." He saw her. "Shit." He looked away.

John is a white guy, one of my good friends. Short hair and blue eyes. perfect eyes. I was always jealous of him. He had the looks and the confidence. his anger rose Felton's men grabbed him off me. Screaming obscenities and swearing he'll me. I believed him. The hatred in his eyes were prominent. Felton knelt down to me as I spit out blood. shaking his head.

"You know you've fucked up son, don't cha?" He sighed before telling his men to pick me up and take me away.

His men where in the spaceships military uniform white and black suits a bit bulky, but where very easy to maneuver in. Their helmets looked like robotic skulls with white skull shape in the front, but black outline. Their helmets were for our military moto "We're death, and we're coming for you." it's a bit much, but we follow it. They wore patches on their shoulder with our ship in the middle with braided leaves around it. I was one of them, but I'm in civilian clothes. Same colors, but our clothes are leather. Our ship's name is on our left breast "Legacy."

They pick me up and put my arms forward and slap on cuffs. The cuffs are two rings that when snapped on a blue light connects the two. This light, I don't know the science so don't ask. They hold them two together stronger then any metal.

"Commander please. I didn't..." Felton cuts me off.

"Son, I'd keep my mouth shut." He puts his hand out.

"But, I...." I didn't get a chance to speak.

"YOUR WIFE IS DEAD SON!" He screamed, " Your wife's blood is in your hands, the knife was in your hands son, I'd shut the Fuck up and wait till you see the judge." He explains.

"PLEASE!" I try to get to him.

"Michael O'Hara, I now strip you of any class you were and you are now dishonorably discharged..." I interrupt him, but ignores me. "You will now be taken to judges Daniels, Figgs and Palms." He moves out the way as he says his last words so the men can walk me out.

As I walk out the room and down the hall I see john to have him punch me again. The men hold me as I stumble pulling me to my feet they continue to walk me back down the hall. The other personnel were watching me walk with the military police. blood all over my uniform. They murmur and gasp. They all knew me, but now they look at me as if they didn't.

"Where's Amy?!" One woman screams at me. "You killed her?" She throws a book at me.

Blood falls from the gash the book made. Saying nothing as she's pulled back by police she screams as they do at me of course. It felt like centuries before we make it to the courtroom. I look up at the three judges. sighing as I see john walk up next to me.

We're in the middle of the courtroom a wooden desk were in front of us. The handcuffs blue light connects to the desk the blue lights go into the desk into this metal circle. I look up seeing the judges walk up to their seats. Two men and women sit in the seats. The two men were Daniels and figgs the woman was Palms.

"Ok, the case for Sergeant Michael O'Hara." Palms spoke.

"I'm innocent." I spoke up.

"You fucking killed her!" John grabs my collar.

The gavel slams down as ORDER is heard several times. It was from Daniels as he clears his throat looking down at us from their high seats. He loosens his gaze as he clears his throat again. Everyone who was at the courtroom stared at us as John loosened his grip gritting his teeth. Our eyes didn't break from each other.

Daniels starts coughing which causes us to turn to him. He stands up hunches over the stand as he coughs harder. Palms pats his back asking if he's ok, but he can't answer as he grit his hard hard screaming through his teeth. Figgs trying to pull him back to see his face. He opens his mouth screaming. for a second you can see something squirm under his skin. His skin begins tear on his face. The tears open up revealing Daniels's Skull. but it's been misshapen and elongated its teeth sharpen. The skin that's ripped of his skull has ribbed barbs on the ends.

Daniels screams, it sounds like a goddamn banshee. He turned to Palms and bit her face with its mouth, it's face skin wrapped its self over her face. She tried to scream, but all that came out where muffled cries as she punched and Daniels, but it didn't help. within seconds her face was broken in, he pulled back ripping off her head munching on her skull. Her skull getting munched on.

Figgs can't move he's stunned so are we. Some people ran and some stood still to afraid to move. John backs up and wonders what to do. I stand and watch like it's some sick horrific joke. Palms twitched and jerked. Her bones popping and almost snapping. Then Palms gagged this very vibrant green. I try to duck under the desk, but my arms are held up because of the blue light. FUCK I can't get completely covered.

I shoot back up and able to move back away from the desk. looking down I see acid as eat its way on my cuffs which were over my unform. I throw the cuffs off and rubs off the acid remnants that didn't touch my skin. looking around all I see is the people who remain was wiping acid away from their body. Their bodies convulse as they grunt and foam at the mouth. I look up to where Daniels was and he was munching on Figgs. Shivering I turn around and face the barrel of a gun.

"Move!" John screams as I move he fires at a malformed human who rushes him.

It jerks back only to jerk forward and screams it's skin ripping from its face. John rains bullets into its face. It only causes it to get more and more angry. I look around and all the other men and women are turning into those things. It's bodies are twitching their bones snapping and popping.

"FUCK!!!" John turns to me, "RUN!" He says as he rushes the door me right behind him opening it to a crowd of people.

Before john can say a word one of those monsters jumps onto person eating her. I bolt it past people trying to tell people to run as does John. We both run at full speed. somewhere we split. I stop putting my back at a wall. hearing the screams of the damned and the screams of the victims they're feeding on. The light cracks and breaks in the hall I'm beside. all I can think of is FUCK!