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Silent Sacrifice. By Douglas Garard. 

March 17, 2053. London, England. United Kingdom national defence 1:28 p.m.

"Welcome back Shane." said the general. "You do realize that I could break these things as easily as your neck." Shane said, holding up his handcuffed hands. "Yes, but they were just there to see if you'll co-operate" replied the general. "I told you." said Shane. "I'm retired." "I know, but this operation is depending on your special talents." said the general. "Flatery will get you no where." Shane replied. "This is serious Shane." Said the general lighting a cigar. "This could solve all of are resource problems. You could be a hero" "I have already been called a hero several times for drug busts and saving kittens from a tree." Shane replied. The general chuckled, "Age hasen't changed you a bit" said the general. "Back to buisness..." "Age hasen't changed you either." Shane said with a humorous tone. The general paused fo a second to take an inhail of his cigar. "Do you beleive in demons?" said the general. "Should I?" Shane replied. "Our scientists believe they have found a portal, that leads to a alternate world like ours, with an alternate reality." said the general. "Sounds like some child story to me." Shane replied. "It's anything but a child story Shane." said the general. "That world is nothing but a dark, desert waste land, with no life.... well almost no life." "What do you mean?" asked Shane. "a few weeks ago we sent some of our best researchers out their." Said the general. "They told us that they were able to find a..." He paused to take another inhale of his cigar. "... a castle. They told us they were going to go in to further their research. We haven't heard of them ever since." "So what does this have to do with me?" asked Shane. "Something made those castles Shane." Said the general. "Something evil." "And?" said Shane. "We did a scan of the entire area, they came out with no mineral, no ores, no water even." said the general. "How do you think those castles got built?" Shane didn't answer. "We think whatever made these castles could create an infinite amount of resources. The oil rigs are drying up Shane. Earth is dying. This power is are last hope. We already have your old team mates in the cafeteria. I would suggest you go down there and see them. And get ready to leave in 24 hours." He uncuffed Shane's hands and showed him out the door. The general went back to his desk to finish his paper work, and snuffed out the cigar. 

It has been about 2 years since Shane was with his team again. But he could still remember their names. Their was Trent, a 38 year old elite weapon specialist, with a mastery of 17 different weapons which included the numchucks, bow staff, but his favorite was the katana. They first met in infiltrating a palace in the middle east back in 2042. They had to collect a chrusific, stolen from the holy father, and bought by the prince. 

Next was Andrew. A 32 year old elite demolition specialist, He was making explosives when he was 12 years old, and has 14 fighting division titles. They first met in a heated battle against Russian attack forces in 2037. He took down about 8 fully armored tanks, and was able to destroy an entire base with nothing but a ball of string, and a bottle of Russian vodka. They became good buddys after that. 

Then their was Vincent. A 39 year old elite sniper specialist. He's the silent type. Never really talks to any one. When they first met, they were in training. They trained together for 14 years, he showed his amazing talent by shooting a cigar out of the general's mouth about 50 kilometers away. They were good friends untill his mother died in a plane crash in 2034. He became alot more silent ever since. 

Then their was Shane. A 38 year old infiltration specialist, with 32 break ins without making a sound. He was born on the battle field. He grew up with his father, Henry William, on the battle field. He told him every thing to know about breaking into buildings, using every kind of weapons, and how to kill any living thing on the planet. Vincent and Shane trained relentlessly, with him. Until he finally died at the age of 53, by a car explosion. Shane has worked for the U.K. for 20 years untill he retired. But it looks like he'll be here for a little while more. 

As Shane walked to the cafeteria, he took a sharp right turn, bumping into an old man. The old man fell to the flour dropping all of his books and papers. "Are you alright?" Asked Shane. "I'm fine, I'm fine." The old man said. "I should be more careful where I'm walking." He straitned his glasses and got up to pick up his books and papers. "Saaaay." said the old man. "aren't you that Shane guy, who took out a mafia drug opperation?" "Yes." replied Shane. "It's an honor to meet you Mr.Shane" Said the old man. "I'm Doctor Henderson." he said shaking hands. "I'm the new head reasercher." "Are you coming along with us?" Shane asked. "Why of course!" He replied. "Me along with twenty men." "Really?" Shane replied. "Well, I'll see you later then." said Shane. "You too." replied the doctor. 

The cafeteria seemed a lot larger than the last time he was here. Their was about 10 tables that could sit about 4. On the far right, he could see a group of solidures cheering in a small circle. Shane walked up and found Andrew winning a wrestling match with one of the solidures. Shane looked around to find his other teammates. They were sitting on the table beside the wrestling match drinking some coffee. "Hey guys!" Said Shane. "Hey Shane!" said trent standing up to give him a hand shake. "Good to see you! Buddy" "You too." Replied shane. Vincent was still sitting on the table, drinking coffee. 

Shane walked up to him and said, "Hey Vincent." Vincent stood up and said, "Good to have you back on the team." "Well I couldn't leave you guys by yourselves can I?" Said Shane. Vincent chuckled. "Here, let me buy you a coffee." He said. He came back with a medium coffee with two cream and one sugar. "It has been 20 years, and you still remember the way I like it." Shane said taking a drink. 

"So how was retirement?" asked Trent. "Eh, it was rather boring." said Shane. "Wouldn't really recommend it." Andrew's fight was getting pretty rough by now. The solidure got a nasty upper cut, and a one of his tooth broke off, and flew into Shane's coffee. Shane plucked the tooth from his hot drink and said, "I can see that Andrew hasn't changed a bit." "Well you know Andrew." Said Trent. "He can't take two steps without challenging someone to a wrestling match." "I'd hate to be the sorry soul who is loosing that match." said Shane. Then, out of nowhere, a solidure came flying across the room landing on the elite's table. "Lets find another table." Said Vincent. "Good Idea." said Shane. 

They sat on the table next to their other table. The fight was over now. And all of the other solidures returned to their seats. Andrew could see his long lost friend sitting on the table with his other friends. He ran up to the unsuspecting Shane and gave him a huge hug, lifting him up off the ground. "Hey, buddy it's so good to see you again." He said still lifting him up off the ground. "Ok, ok, its good to see you too! Now let go of me knuckle head!" Said Shane. Andrew let go of the half squeezed elite and said, "Sorry, I got carried away their. That makes everyone then!" "Yep, that's everyone." confirmed Trent. The teams back together again. 

United kingdom national defence. 9:46 p.m.

The elite's were in the lodgings part of the national defence building. They were in vincent's room having a game of poker, talking about their lives after Shane retired. Trent has broken into 7 buildings in Russia to gather confidential drilling data on Russian oil rigs. His last visit left him a decent sized scare shaped like a "U" on his left arm. "A dog bite." He said. "Little german shepard got it before I could snap it's neck." "I don't remember that in training." said Shane. 

"Since their has been more guard dog's around..." said Vincent. "Our national defence has decieded to make it a part of the elite's training." "Heh." said Andrew. "I could snap one of those dog's necks with one hand." he said with a gloating tone. 

"I remember the time when you put a man in a half nelson to use as a shield against gun fire." said Shane. "yep you were crazy back then." "I have been practicing for a very long time you know, Shane." said Andrew. Shane knew excactly what he wanted. "Alright, If you want to." he said putting his elbow on the table ready for an arm wrestler. "He's been waiting a long time for this Shane." said Trent. "I wouldn't be suprised if he finally beat's you." He said putting the chips out of harms way. Andrew puts his elbow on the table, getting ready for it. "You ready?" said Andrew. "Aren't I always?" replied Shane. "Ready?" asked Trent stepping back from the ring. "GO!" They both clashed hands together with such good force, the wind escaping their hands were blowing through their clenched fingers. "He has been practicing." Thought Shane. Both of their faces clenched like they both ate half a dozen lemons. Andrew was very close to victory.

Shane's hand was about 3 inches from the table, when the General flung open the door and yelled "ATTEEEENTION!" The general's voice made Andrew loose focus, and gave Shane the swing back, to victory. "Finished your game's yet?" asked the general. "My record still stands." said Shane with a smug tone. 

"One of these days." said Andrew rubbing his sore fist. "One of these days." "Listen up." Said the General. "You guy's will be leaving here in the next 12 hours. Be prepared to see the worst." He said handing a file to Vincent. "I will wish you guy's a nice sleep." said the general. "It might be your last."

As the general left the room. The elite's sat down on the round table, now having a little dent in it, due to the arm wrestling. Vincent placed it in the center of the table and flipped it open. It was titled with a rather disturbing name. "Operation: Hell Bound" had a clasified stamp with 3 lines under it. All of them stopped and stared at each other. This was an even bigger operation than they thought. None of them has gone through a triple line classified mission before. Vincent flipped another page to see the objective. It was very simple; Infiltrate the castle and find the source. 

"What does it mean by the source?" asked Andrew. "The source of the castle." answered Vincent. Their was a picture of a castle in the next page. Vincent plucked it out, and handed it to shane. "It is said to be a half mile long by a half a mile long." said vincent, going through the discription. "With the highest point about a mile high"

"Thats a big castle." said Shane handing the picture to Trent. "We could get lost pretty easilly if we have no idea where the 'source' is." said trent handing the picture to Andrew. 

"The file here says that the reaserchers that haven't been seen for a while send us quite a lot of information, before we lost contact." said Vincent handing over a picture with what looked to be some shadowy figure carrying a sieth. "The researchers found him at the entrance. They report him asking for a sacrifice for going in. Since they couldn't decide, the figure chose the eldest researcher." 

"What did he do to him?" asked Trent. "The file says that the figure touched him, and he dissapeaerd." answered Vincent. 

"This is starting to look like some horror movie." said Andrew taking the picture from Trent. "Nice face." commented Andrew with a sarcastic tone. "Continuing on..." said Vincent. " The researchers entered the castle to find some life. The researchers said they looked like a cross between a vampire, and a zombie." he said handing a picture of a humanoid creature vomiting blood. "The file says its what they usually do." said vincent. "Have they given them a name yet?" asked Shane. "The file says that they called them 'freaks'. " answered vincent. 

"Why did we loose contact with the researchers?" asked Andrew. Vincent turned the page. His face became more serious. 

"Vincent?" said Shane. "This was the last picture they sent before we lost contact." Vincent said, handing the picture to Shane. The picture was groosum. The reserchers, have had their head's cut off, and their skin ripped off of their bodies. Enough for a shiver to go down his spine. On the left hand side of researchers. Their was some sort of symbols writen in blood, almost like an alphabet. "What do these symbols mean?" asked Shane handing the picture to Trent. "The reaserchers up here have done some digging," Said Vincent. "Those symbols say; 'Your kind. Your greed. Your blood.' "

"Pour guy." said Andrew looking at the picture. "Why did those things do that?" asked Trent. 

"Before the massacre..." said Vincent handing a picture of a black orb to Shane. "The researchers found some black orb in the middle part of the castle. When the researchers picked it up... the creature's weren't to happy about it." 

"This mission is starting to look rather Intimedaiting." Said Shane

"Are we going alone?" asked Trent. "The head researcher I bumped into, said we were going with 20 armed solidure." answered Shane. 

"phh..." said Vincent closing the file. "Their all dead men." 

March 18, 2053 United kingdom of national defence. Underground gateway facility. 6:12 A.M.

Last night made the team as serious as a heart attack. They all had their best weapons; Shane with duel uzi's, Trent with his katana, Andrew with two explosives, two grenades,with a 12 gauge shot gun, and Vincent with the sniper rifle that made him famous; a dragonov with a scope that could see over 500 yards. They were in the helicopter bay, the elites had their own private chopper, with the exception of Dr. henderson, Bringing one of his books. There were 4 other choppers, 5 soldures in each. Most of them didn't even knew what the objective at hand was. But they were able to get their answers from the rest of them. In the elites chopper, the general climbed into the passenger hold with a goat trotting behind him. 

"Your coming along?" asked Shane. "The superior says that I should come along with you incase of an emergency." replied the general. 

"What's with the goat?" asked Andrew. "You read the briefing didn't you? It's a sacrifice for that sieth figure." replied the General. 

"Get ready for take off." Said the pilot. "Get ready for hell, you guys." Said the general. "You might want to go their afterwards for a vacation."

The bay door's opened, letting in the ghostly blue light of the portal. "Here, put these on." said the general handing a pair of orange goggles to the elites. "It's a bright light." All of the helicopters were off the ground. Everything became serious. As they entered the portal, Trent said, "Why do I have the feeling that we are being sent to are deaths." No one commented on Trent's statement, they were all focused on the blue worm hole. It was three minutes before they finally got to their destination.

Area unknown, 6:31 A.M.

The world they discovered was exactly what the general said it was. It had grey earth, grey sky, no sun, and no plants. The only exception was the base, operating the portal. We were flying for 15 minutes now, and no one said a word. The goat however, was bahing it's head off. The elite's were very annoyed with the sound, but they got over it, since it was going to be the first to die.

Area unknown, the catle, 7:08 A.M.

They were finally at their destination. When the choppers landed on the grey ground of the castle's exterior, the elites were staring at the light, waiting for it to turn green. When it did, the doors opened, and everything was uneasy. The elites didn't know what those creatures are going to do, or how they operate, but what they did know, was that, those creatures would kill us in the worst way that they could. All the solidures were already out of the choppers. The castle was silent as the abandoned castles back home.. They could probably hear a drip of water, on the other side of the castle. The elites were in front of the group, with the general and Henderson. The rest of the troops were behind them. As they walked up the front steps, the shadowy figure apeared with the sieth and the robe and hood over it's head.

"grobdo nent shea shnel weeshnu" the figure said. "It says we must give a sacrifice for entry to his castle." Said Henderson. The general came out infront of the group, and pushed the goat towards the shadowy figure. "Garfuay! dua sentalan. jafec turyna datten." said the doctor. The shadowy figure bent down towards the goat, and touched its fore head with a rather long, and jagged fingernail. The goat turned into a puff of black smoke, which flew into the cracks of the castle walls. The figure stood up and stared at the group. "Garkanoe cal fafeirden, gavabun ishan. Hik fawrs get tonfan, ala vancosga keen ar va socha." said the figure, disapearing in a black cloud, and flew through the door cracks. The doors opened. "He said, he was satisfied with our sacrifice." said doctor Henderson. "But if any harm is to come to my sons or daughters by your kind. You will meet a gruesome fate."

"Put your weapons away." said the general. "We don't want to start something." Everyone did so. "Alright let's move."

As they walked into the castle, Shane felt like a wall of coldness, as he passed the castle door. As soon as everyone passed the door way, the doors started to close by themselves. When the door's slammed the echo seemed to go on forever, and white eye's peered from the shadows of the walls. One eventually dropped down and landed about 2 meters in front of them. Shane was reaching his uzi, but the general stopped them. "They won't harm us if we don't hurt them." he said. "Just walk around him." The group went around the horrid figure, staying away from striking distance. When the solidures passed it. The last one looked back at it. The creature did nothing but stare at it with it's mouth open. The creature breathed deeply, then vomited some blood. The solidure immediately turned away, and moved up forward so he wasn't the last one.

Two more curious freaks dropped from the ceiling. They both did nothing but stare at them. "Hey general." said Henderson. "Why don't we ask were the 'source' is?"

"Go ahead." said the general. "just don't get yourself in trouble. Remember, we can't hurt them."

Henderson walked up to the two freaks, looked in his book, and said, "Gawsa sedi took, tara?" Both of them looked at each other, then looked back at the doctor. No effect.

"Common doctor, were wasting time." Said one of the solidures. "Just a second." said Henderson giving it another go. "Drasva geto kah, tren for?" he said, showing the picture of the orb. One of them swiped the picture from the doctor's hand. They both looked at it, and had a grunting conversation. Finally, one said, "Tana! wer ghot bas tangded." "Kailo" said the doctor. "They shall lead us to the source."

"Good job Henderson." said the general. The group was now being lead by two freaks. The path that the freaks walked on was filled with works of great architecture. In one room, there were 6 statues, that looked just like the shadowy figure from outside, but with swords instead. "These statues would've took Decades to make." said Henderson. Eventually they would stop to examine the group of solidures. They would look at their helmets, and their weapons, But they were most interested with Shane. They would stop and look at his arms, legs, and especially his eyes.

"I think they like you." said Vincent.

"Sure." said Shane "I always wanted a freak for a friend." The creatures stopped examining them for the rest of the way. They eventually led them to a bridge in the exterior, leading to the biggest tower of the castle.

"That was my first guess." said Andrew. When they entered the tower, it was just one room. their were steps that went in a complete circle, around a cone-like pyramid, having steps around it as well. Both of the freaks pointed to the top of the cone-like pyramid. The general split the group into smaller groups. Henderson, Vincent, with 2 solidures. Andrew, Trent, with 8 solidures, And two groups with 5 solidures each. He split them up in four quarters of the tower. Shane and the general followed the two freaks up the stairs of the pyramid. The two freaks, started to run on all fours to the top. General and Shane, picked up the paise. When they reached the top. The two freaks, pointed at a black orb. About a half feet in diameter, sitting right in the middle of the tower.

"Excellent, now lets take it home Shane." said the general walking towards it. The two freaks ran towards the orb, and grabbed it keeping it away from the general. They didn't want it to be taken from the general. But they wanted Shane to have it.

Henderson had noticed something. There were symbols on the wall. He grabbed out his book to decipher it. "It's taken me." said the doctor. The creatures pointed at Shane, and waved at him to come closer. "It's... using me." continued the doctor. Shane walked closer to the freaks. "It's eating me." The creatures held out the black orb, Shane picked it up from their rather greasy hands. Shane thought it felt glassy. Then the orb started to glow. The glow, then transfered to his hand, then to arm, then to his head. Shane's Pupil started to dilate, and everything went white. Images were popping out every where. Their were pictures of solidures, weapons, and the white glowing eyes of the freaks. Shane's eye's started glowing. He screamed painfully, and dropped the orb. The creatures ran behind him.

Information rushed in heads, he knew everything. "What? did you know about this?" said Shane. "Of course you did."

"I felt its touch." said Henderson continuing to read the symbols.

"You knew about this all the time." said Shane, "You lied to all of us. Were not here to save earth!"

"Shane." said the general, "I don't quite follow you. Now hand over the artifact."

"I felt it grow." said Henderson still reading the symbols. "And it consumed me."

"Your being brainwashed!" Shane said to himself. "He's just using you as a puppet to get his hand's on the power."

The general pulled out his revolver and said, "Shane, I will put you down if you don't cut this shit out right now and hand over the artifact."

"I can't!" yelled Shane.

"God- dammit Shane!" yelled the general. "I'm doing this for Earth! If we can take control of the resource war, it will come to an end! Yes... a war to end all wars. Don't you want it to end?!"

"Death will slay with wings whoever disturbs it." said Henderson. "Beware." "The wise one..." said Henderson now talking to his group, "He has... repeated it all over again, and again. It's all over the place! Just look! It's a warning!" He turned to where the general was. "General!" he yelled. "We have to get out of here!" He stopped to catch his breath. "We'll get slaughtered!" Henderson turned to vincent. "Vincent, they aren't listening. They're arguing or something. We have to hurry!" He turned to the other two solidures in his group. "You! you. Over there! Come with me if you want to live! Those fools have no idea what's going on!" The two solidures looked at each other, wondering if they should go with them. But they had orders to protect the doctor. "Come with me!" said Henderson running through the exit. "Hurry."

One of the other solidures saw Henderson leave the building. He climbed up the stair case to tell the general.

"Last chance, Shane!" said the general.

"I CAN'T!" yelled Shane with an angrier voice.

The solidure was at the top of the pyramid now. "Sir, Henderson just left." He said. "He took two of are men. He said something abo-"

Shanes turned and pointed at the solidure with even brighter white eyes. "SHUT... UP" He yelled. Through the ways of the new world, yet to be discovered, The solidure exploded. Arms, legs, and the head, exploded from the torso. The general, now seeing, that Shane has gruseomely killed one of his men, shot Shane in the chest. The two freaks came to his aid, licking the blood from his wound. The gunshot echoed throughout the tower.

The solidures jumped in suprise. "Hey, what was that?" "Gunshot?" "Gunshot?" "What the hell was that?" Vincent started running to the top of the pyramid. The general kneeled down to get the orb, and stared at Shane's dying body. "What just happened Shane?" he said standing up and walking down the pyramid. Vincent was already heading up towards the top. They both met about half way, staring at each other, he knew he did something to Shane. They passed, each other. The general was at the bottom and Vincent was almost at the top. When he reached the top, he saw what the general did. He turned around and yelled, "TRENT! STOP HIM!"

Meanwhile, Doctor Henderson, was near the court yard, where the helicopter's where waiting. He heard a growling sound in the air. He looked up and saw about 3 black shadows heading toward the tower. "Good God..." He said, "It has began."

Back at the tower. Trent ran to the general putting his Katana on his neck. "Hold it!" He said. The solidures already had their rifles out, aiming at Trent.

"What are you going to?" said the general. "Kill me? It's not what you think." They did nothing but stood there for a while.

"Sir?" one of the solidures ask.

Then everyone heard a very low voice coming from the castle walls. "Shhhhhaaaaaaaaannnnnnnneeee" the voice said. The stone entry ways became blocked by the stone doors that fell on top of them. Everyone was in a state of panic when white eyes started peering from the cealine. The voice was talking again. "IIIII wwwwaaaaaarrrrnnnneeeeddddd yoooooooouuuuuuu." It said. The creatures started falling from the cealines. The freaks landed on about 4 solidures and bite their necks opened. One of them landed beside Trent. he general was faster and shot it down. "This isn't a very good time to start screwing around trent!" He said, "Andrew! How many explosives do you have?"

"Enough to blast are way out of here!" He said firing his 12 gauge at incoming freaks.

Vincent was looking at his fallen friend, trying to see if he could help him at all. But a freak was coming at him. So he jumped and shot it in the head. When he landed, he knew he had to get out of there. An army of freaks were coming towards him. But they weren't after him, they were heading for Shane. He was trained to walk on crowds, if neccesary. He jumped down the stairs, stepping on the heads of the running freaks.

The floor of the tower was beginning to crack open. More freaks came crawling from them, and a weird tentacle, only the end had the same shaped sieth as the gaurd. One charged through the crowd, slicing the head off two solidures. Vincent had to jump over the crack if he were to make it to the rest of them. He jumped, nearly getting hit by one of the tentacles. He made it to the other side with Andrew. Trent was next, but he flinched, and stopped at the edge he would remain there to the mercy of the freaks.

Rocks started to rain down from the celine. One nearly crushed the remaining elites. Finally, Andrew was able to get to one of the blocked exits. He set one of his homemade dynamite packs and told every one to stand back. The explosion was able to take out the door, as well with some of the wall.

"Alright lets get out of here!" yelled the general. All of the surviving solidures ran to their only exit. The elite's were still fighting off a tentical until the general told them to hurry. The elites ran quickly, to the explosion site. Andrew was already through, but Vincent hesitated. He looked at pyramid that Shane died on. There was a mountain of freaks, that piled on Shane's dead body. He wanted to stay, and protect his fallen friend and ally. But the general pulled him out of the room. seconds later, a pile of rocks fell inside the exit. Their was no chance of getting back there. Trent was on his own.

The fight was over for now. They were panting as if they ran a couple miles without rest. They were back on the bridge again.

"We have to keep moving." said the general, still holding the orb, "Comeone, lets go!"

"What about Trent and Shane?" asked Vincent.

"Don't tell me you want to go in there again!" replied the general. "Trent has gotten himself out of trickier situations before, he can handle this one." he said, not sounding to confident.

"And Shane?" asked Vincent. The general didn't reply.

"Theres a court yard northwest of here." he said, "The helicopters have already made their way there. Comeone! we have to hurry."

As they ran to the other side of the bridge, A shadow, flashed in front the general taking one of his men, infront of him. Their were creatures that have the ability to fly. They looked just like the freaks, but with skinnier arms, no legs, and with wings. Two more flew towards them. The solidures fired at them. They were able to shoot down one of them, but one was still coming at them, at full speed. It flew past the bridge, knocking down 2 solidures. Freaks started coming down from the tower's wall. There was a total of 8. The solidures shot down six of them. One of them jumped on one of the solidures. Before it could take a good bite out of the solidure, Andrew grabbed it, and threw it off the bridge, with ease. The other freak was close to getting a bite at Andrews chest. But Andrew was able to grab it's neck, and twist it. The group was now seperated into two. Andrew and 4 other solidures were on the end connected with the tower, The general, Vincent, and 8 solidures were on the end with the rest of the castle. The flying freak made a U turn to make another sweep of the bridge. However, the solidures were able to shoot it down. The freak landed in the middle of the bridge, seperating the group. The freak was still alive. It began to flail about, trying to get air born. It jumped several times. The general knew what it was trying to do, It was trying to take the bridge down. The freak became to exahsted to jump again. The solidures had their rifles ready to fire.

"Siece fire!" yelled the general. The freak, still trying to put up a fight, flung its tail at a solidure, flinging him off the bridge. That was enough, for the solidures to start fireing, at the freak, trying to make another air born attempt.

"Don't do it!" yelled the general. "No!" The flying freak has lost its flight pattern, and fell, and broke the bridge. The bridge was now crumbling towards the ends. Andrew was on the end connected with the tower. What was left of the bridge was not stable enough to hold them. And they fell. Vincent, the general and seven solidures made it through the door to the rest of the castle. The general could only look to were Andrew and the 4 men fell. He turned away.

Andrew and the four solidures were not dead yet. Andrew was able to grab on the side of the wall, with the four solidures, hanging on his ankles. He was able to pull his leg closer to the wall so they could also grab on to it. They did so. "Alright guys..." said Andrew. "It looks like we'll have to climb down. Move it!"

Doctor Henderson and the two solidures were in the courtyard at the time. They ran to their designated helicopter. "Pilot!" He yelled, "Take us out of here!"

"But shouldn't we wait for the others?" The pilot asked. "... The general-"

"You will not understand untill its to late!" Interupted the doctor.

The generals group came running down the long halls of the castle. A large freak suprised the solidures by breaking through a wall and jump on one of the solidures. It was strong enough to lift him up by the head, and throw him to the other wall, knocking the solidure unconcious. The solidures shot the freak several times until it finally die. 3 more larger freaks jumped down from the ceiline "Run!" yelled the general. They did so, with the freaks chasing them at close persuit. They were near the entrance to the next room, when the general saw the door was closing. Vincent was right beside him. The two made it through, same with the next 4, and the last 2 barely made it through. The last one had to roll under it. When he stood up, he saw the solidure that was infront of him, just standing there. The solidure's arm fell off, then his leg, and then his head. One of the tenticals had sliced it so clean, that it took a while for them to seperate. The tentical swung itself at the last solidure. He hit him with amazing force, that it sent him flying through the room. The tenical was quick, and brought it's sieth- like end through his head.

The general, Vincent, and the rest of them were climbing up the final stair case to the court yard with the tentical chasing them. "Come on!" Yelled the general, "We're not done yet!"

Doctor Henderson's chopper was already in the air. One of the pilots stepped out of his helicopter wondering what was going on.

Meanwhile, the tentacle was able to make it to the last solidure and strike him. It sent th solidure flying out into the courtyard, the rest of them followed.

"Get the damn engined running!" yelled the general to the helicopter pilot. An army of freaks started jumping off the roof of the castle into the court yard. Vincent was able to shoot down 4 with three bullets. The general was able to pick off a few as well, but the number of freaks was still escallating, they couldn't fight them forever.

"You three!" yelled the general, "Spread out in the choppers! The rest of you are with me. The freaks were closing in on them. "Get this thing in the air god-damnit!" The general yelled. He then picked up a microphone and said, "This is the general, speaking. All choppers arereported to lift off!"

Freaks were very close to the choppers. 2 were able to jump on the general's now flying helicopter. One was holding on to the door and one was holding on the back end. The general picked up his revolver and shot the freak on the door. Freak #2 jumped in front of the door, but the general shot it as well. it landed directly on the window of the cockpit. It certainly startled the pilot. 4 more helicopters became air born. One was having some electrical issues on the ground.

"You guy's alright down there?" asked one of the pilots in the air. "We are experiencing some elictrical difficulty!" said the grounded pilot. "Request firing support!"

"You got it." Said the flying helicopter pilot. The helicopter turned and faced the downed helicopter. The helicopter in the air fire its machine gun at the freaks around the area.

"Thanks!" said the down pilot. The helicopter in the air was increasing altitude and the pilot said,

"No prob-... OH SHI-" a flying freak flew directly at the helicopter, and created a hard crash on the castle grounds. The downed helicopter was operating now. It was off of the ground now. However, freaks were jumping on it, trying to pull it down. The freaks climbed to the roof of the helicopter, with some loosing their heads by the propeller. Vincent was able to shoot one down. But 5 more freaks took its place. The weight on the helicopter was to much, and send it flying on its right side. The helicopter landed on perpindicular to the direction they were going. When they landed back on the ground, it lost its landing gear, and sent it spinning on the ground, taking out a large number of freaks.

Vincent, the general, and the 3 helicopters were now out of harm's way. The mission was complete. They had what they came to take.

But at what cost?