*The mood of the Draconis squad was light hearted and jovial as they approached the dock of Orbital colony DC-996, it was time for an extended leave of beer fuled nights in the mess hall and possibly some female entertainment.
The final hatch blew open as Lt.TDN expected to be greeted with some of the 'powers that be' but instead, was blasted with the foul stench of decay and rot. 'Jesus Christ!!' One of the squad blurted out as he covered his nose. Wesker walked over to TDN and looked quizingly at the Lieutenant. 'what the hell is that?' Said Wesker, his nose up turned at the foul smell. 'probably our new meal packs from gateway' TDN hit back dryly. The grunts laughed as they began to walk into the first corridoor on the colony.
The smell was totally overpowering as the marines stepped into the mess hall. The smell wasn't the only bizarre event on board the colony station. Buller was the first to comment 'Huh, so where's the damn welcoming commitee?' Wesker walked over to the drinks dispenser, it was empty. 'didn't realise we're that unpopular' He said as he gave up trying to milk any last drops of juice from the dispenser.
'Hmmm, the plot thickens. Wesker, you and Buller take a trip to the living quarters, see whats cooking down there, must be a meeting of some sort, the rest of you, head back to the ship and pick up the arsenal, i want it mounted back up in the training area at 08:00 hours.' TDN didn't have to ask twice, his men were loyal and trusted him.
Deep in the darkest reaches of level 3, the lurking threat listened with intent, black glistening objects slithered from wall to wall, slime oozing from their bio-mechanical bodies. The xenomorphs had escaped thier holds. DR church had severely underestimated the intelligence of the beasts, and now, not one but two alien HIVE structures were situated on the third level of the colony, waiting with bloodlust, to tear apart the guests witha welcome back party they wouldn't forget....
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