The Colony

by John M. Davis

the group could watch their hunters stalk them with detail. All while remaining hidden beneath a large steel flooring tile to the rear of the building.

  Jack had first thought himself mad when seeing this new race of beings. Fearing nobody would believe him. After finding out the human race was at war with this new foe, Jack thought in an entirely different manner. A military manner – his experience taking over in such a situation.

  The beasts searched the small building for nearly an hour, but to no avail. Finally grouping together and speaking to one another in language that seemed very strange, Jack watched as a single soldier was posted to the interior of the door.

  Their fuck up. Their mistake. The enemy taking Jack and his experience too lightly.

  “Gonna have to do this quietly.” Jack whispered.

  “Quiet is what I do,” the sniper replied. “How do you want to play it?”

  The sniper awaited Jack's command, while slowly attaching a silencing chamber to the long barrel of his bolt-action rifle.

  Easing the steel from beneath their heads, all while watching the LCD screen which now acted as a security system, Jack finally peeked from their safe haven below.

  Motioning the sniper up, Jack helped Renaldo ease himself from the spot beneath the large tile of steel as well.

  “Count silently to twenty,” Jack said, directing his comments to the general and Julia, both of whom remained hidden below. “Then make as much damn noise as you can.”

  “Are you sure?” the woman asked.

  “I'm sure,” he replied with confidence. “Two of us, one of them. I don't care how good they think they are,” he added. “They don't know who they're fucking with.”

  Then, turning to motion the sniper into a corner, Jack ordered him to remain prone with a bead on the entryway. As the sniper settled into position, adjusting his scope carefully. Jack pulled both a combat blade and silenced pistol. Positioning himself by the doorway in a kneeling position.

  Just as Jack had asked, both the general and Julia began yelling loudly. It was enough to be heard throughout the building, though Jack was sure that it remained muffled enough to be drowned out by ears beyond the building's walls. Hard rain to blame.

  Sure enough, Renaldo motioned his lieutenant – letting him know that the soldier was coming to investigate. Seconds later, Jack could hear the heavy steps of such a confident warrior.

  Swiftly turning, Jack thrust his blade toward the warrior, its blade stopping just short of entering flesh as the succubus grasped the lieutenant's wrist.

  Gritting its teeth with anger, the monster began to overpower Jack by way of his clinch, turning the tested soldier a bit in the process.

  Jack fired a single shot from his silenced pistol, the glancing shot barely hitting the monster's right side, but striking enough to release the grip of his wrist.

  As the warrior began clinching its own side, only inches below its ribcage, Jack landed a flush hook to its face, staggering the beast back just a bit.

  Then, following the punch with two more – both of them solid plows of clinched human bone into the face of an extraterrestrial, Jack seemed to have the upper hand.

  Until the beast struck back.

  A commanding hook from the much larger opponent knocked Jack to his ass, dazing him a bit. He knew the monster was coming, however, that much was a given.

  Rolling to his side, Jack avoided what seemed like a curb-stomp by the alien. As if the lieutenant was pesky at best.

  Knowing the alien would be on him again, Jack sprung up with blade in hand. Cementing the combat knife into the lower portion of its stomach.

  Furious, the alien delivered a swooping uppercut which knocked the space marine several feet back. The bloodied man trying to get up once more, before understanding how much damage a single punch from the demon had delivered.

  Jack felt as though he were nearly asleep, his head ringing from the recently delivered punch. Watching the menace of men standing above him, Jack heard the zip of man-made weaponry fire through the air. A single, but high-velocity shot pummeling its way through the beast.

  The demon prepared to shriek loudly, knowing it was now outnumbered and, in turn, doomed. Two more shots ended that, however, as both of the bolt-action carriers of death drove into the beast's skull. Ending the bastard in the process.

  “What...” Jack said with disorientation. “What took you so fucking long?

  “Had to wait for a clear shot,” Renaldo answered, approaching his downed lieutenant. “Besides, you were handing his ass to him.” he added with a grin.

  “Is that what it was?” Jack asked, using Renaldo to help himself up. “Between the crippling punches I took, it was kind of hard to tell. Kind of felt like, I dunno, like I was in the ring against a fucking train.”

  “Aye.” Renaldo acknowledged.

  “But one of those big, tough trains. Not one of the sissy Christmas type.” Jack added.

  “Even though trains fall.” Renaldo replied.

  “Indeed they do.” Jack said, looking down onto the fallen beast as his sniper looted the corpse of any advanced technology. Especially when it came to weaponry.

  “Are you alright son?” the general asked, approaching the lieutenant after helping Julia from their safe haven beneath the floor.

  “I'll live,” Jack replied, turning to the fallen soldier. “He won't.” Jack added with a grin.

  “Oh my God, wow,” Julia said, rushing to Jack and looking his facial wounds over. “Are you alright?”

  “Be lying if I didn't say I'd had better days,” Jack replied. “But I'm good to go. We still have a job to do.”

  “And what would that be?” the woman asked.

  “Get you both safely aboard my ship.” the lieutenant answered with a grin, though it was overpowered by an eye which seemed covered with red veins and a dark bruise below it.

  “What's the plan boss?” Renaldo asked.

  “Well as soon as you get finished picking the poor bastard clean to the bone, we'll work on getting out of here.” Jack replied.

  “Hey, I'm just taking what we might need.” Renaldo defended with honor.

  “Really? I was waiting for you to take his watch. Maybe a wedding ring and credit cards.” the lieutenant jested.

  “He's got a watch?” Renaldo asked with interest.

  “We're leaving?” the general asked.

  “No choice. As soon as this guy misses a check-in, they'll be back here thick as thieves. This time, they'll rip the place apart looking for us.”

  “But I don't know if we can survive out there.” the general replied.

  “I've survived in worse. We just have to be smart about it. Trust me.” Jack replied.

  “I do lieutenant. I do.” Julia replied, though the general seemed a bit more reluctant.

  “You sure you got it wired up right?” Jack asked of his sniper.

  “I'm telling you, I double checked the wiring. That's son of a bitch is pegged to blow sky high just as soon as they open it.” Renaldo defended.

  “Alright, well,” Jack said, the entire group well-hidden in thick brush a few hundred yards away. Using the thick rainfall to mask their getaway. “We hang out here until we hear the boom. When that happens, there should be a lot of attention heading toward the building. When it does, we skirt our asses up to those cliffs.”

  Pointing toward a set of rocky cliffs that seemed well over a mile out, Jack looked back to the group of four to make sure his plan was clear.

  “Shouldn't we stay put in case friendlies come looking for us?” the general asked.

  “Pulled the tracking beacon from the downed shuttle. The son of a bitch is right here in my pants,” Jack replied, patting one of his cargo pockets. “If they come looking, we'll be easy enough to find.”

  “I like it lieutenant.” the general approved with a nod.

  “The rain should erase out footprints within minutes. We just got to make it to those cliffs and start looking for a cave.” Jack replied with a
nod of his own.

  “A cave?” Julia questioned.

  “If I know anything as a soldier, it's about how to tuck away and hide real nice. Every set of cliffs has something. A cave, maybe an interior spot that can keep this rain off of us and give us a place to recharge.” the lieutenant replied.

  With his words came a planet-shuttering boom. One that seemed to quake below their feet.

  “That's the signal, get to it. Renaldo, you have the lead.” Jack ordered.

  The sniper led, followed by the general, a woman of impeccable beauty and a soldier that was as rugged as the planet below them. Each sprinting for the hope of survival as the demons sprinted toward the sound of explosion, only to discover three more of their soldiers killed by the blast.

  As night fell across the colony of horror, Jack continued to watch the alien bastards below – their cliff hideaway giving the small group of survivors a clear perspective.

  “Sure seems a lot more peaceful up here.” Julia said, approaching the hardened marine slowly.

  Meanwhile, the general slept as Renaldo pushed sleep from his eyes. Having pulled in a bit of rest prior to swapping Jack with watch duties.

  “Yea,” Jack replied. “Almost seems like there isn't a murderous race down below, with the rain and all.” Jack replied, though his thoughts remained on guard.

  “Can I ask you a question lieutenant?” the woman asked.

  “Jack,” he replied friendly. “Of course.”

  “You seem very distracted.” Julia stated.

  “Well ma'am, I have to be honest,” Jack replied. “The death of most of my crew is weighing heavily – and it shouldn't be.”

  “Yes, but, you wouldn't