Introduction: 00:00 - 02:48
Chapter: 02:48 - 22:28
Outro Music (Sick by Anomy5): 22:28 - 22:58
Aftershow: 22:58 - 33:38
The large alien shards buried themselves into the desert rock, and now a swarm of strange creatures took to the air or ran towards the outpost in dark, undulating rivulets. Powerful insect-like hexapods with six eyes and spiky backs scurried swiftly along the ground. Bringing up their rear were massive living tanks covered in spines, teeth, and armor plating. Flying over the ground troops were slimmer, bat-like versions of the hexapods, with long, barbed tails. Rather than flap their wings, they flew almost like jets, their legs wrapped around their tails.
All of them were heavily augmented and modified, carrying what looked like machine guns built into their bodies. As they tried to swarm the valley leading to the outpost, red laser fire that seemed to come out of nowhere, and a shower of missiles, rained down on their front line. Behind them, flashes of light that turned into streaks slammed into their ships, reducing them to high-speed shrapnel.
The cyborgs’ massive spherical drop ships slowed down and began to unlock. Their sides transformed into heavy arms carrying lasers and missile launchers, and their tops popped open to reveal pairs of glowing red eyes much like a cyborg’s. One of the unlocked drop ships slammed into the ground and almost instantly unleashed powerful death rays from its eyes, sending hexapods and body parts flying, as those who escaped the blast climbed to get around it.
Fliers were confronted with fighter jets, which proved to be every bit as nimble, shredding them out of the air with rapid-fire bursts. High above, much larger bombers circled and dropped precision munitions that deftly navigated through the mess of fighting robots and aliens, split into powerful cluster bombs, and detonated, causing widespread damage to the areas they hit.
One of the blasts turned two of the living tanks into a mist of yellow blood and guts that rained on the hexapods below, just as a second impact obliterated the survivors.
In the middle of the stream of alien invaders, the cyborgs’ drop ships started unloading Gizmos, three meter tall, barrel-chested robots, balanced on spherical, flexible mono-wheels, with bulky arms, and large, sleek heads featuring black screens displaying a pair of geometric eye shapes and circuit-like markings for faces. Bursts of high-speed, armor-piercing rounds shot from their machine guns as their forearms and claws unlocked.
Jumping over them, Berserkers, four-meter tall spherical robots that used eight, powerful, prehensile dark chrome tentacles and a pair of laser-generating eyes, quickly plunged into the action. They used their tentacles to catch and tear hexapods, and their eyes to fire death rays, moving with extreme agility and throwing severed body parts and dead aliens out of their way as arcs of yellow blood splashed across the battlefield.
On the roof of a massive complex that served as the main gate to the city, Isabelle and Jake stood with human soldiers clad in heavily armored spacesuits, watching the fight approach them, lining up their gauss rifles for a shot.
“Remember, their carapace is tough, but if you aim for the head and neck, you’ll have the best chance of taking them down,” drilled Jake. “Our weapons are very similar in principle, so the tactics we typically use for them should work for you as well.”
“Try to let the heavier machines do as much of the work as possible,” added Isabelle. “You’re not trying to kill them all on your own, you’re trying to push them into artillery fire.”
The soldiers nodded and adjusted their rifles. In the distance, they heard a powerful thud. Then another. Then another. Soon, the thuds came in a pattern as the human soldiers prepared themselves for the worst. The hiss of the alien army coming for them grew more and more audible.
“Control, give them everything you’ve got!” ordered Isabelle.
As the hexapods approached the outpost, they fired lasers and high-speed kinetic rounds at the structures. The outpost was quick to return fire with its own laser beams and railguns that cut deep into the enemy formation. The lasers sliced through dozens of hexapods at a time as a hail of hypersonic rounds tore hundreds more to shreds with every hit. Overhead, quadcopters and fighters fired at the incoming fliers and tried to maneuver out of the way of incoming counter-attacks.
Lightning-fast drones followed, spreading out and then spiraling back in to hit their targets at awkward, high-speed angles, turning them into yellow mist and shards of scrap metal.
One of the fliers managed to grab a quadcopter and throw it into the side of a cliff, shattering it, while another fired a round that directly hit its target, sending it tumbling just as a well-placed round from a drone sent it plummeting to the ground.
Fire from cyborg forces caught up to the hexapods from their rear flank. The base’s defenses, fighters, and drones worked in near-perfect unison with the cyborg forces, easily trapping the hexapods in an angled crossfire. Massive, sleek Walkers – siege machines the size of a small house that moved on eight legs like giant spiders – unlocked their bodies to reveal massive cannons, and fired enormous hypersonic rounds with loud thuds, carving through the alien swarm.
Heavily armored rovers shaped like giant bugs moving on eight spherical wheels rammed hexapod formations with wild abandon, letting loose with projectile fire and bolts of lightning that fried dozens of alien ground troops in an instant while breaking up their formations and halting their advance to put more of them in range of the outpost’s defenses for longer.
Once in position, they released squads of Gizmos that instantly unleashed their firepower, blunting the hexapods’ advance even further. In desperation, the alien fliers began grabbing some of the hexapods and throwing them at the roof of the outpost while trying to dodge incoming fire.
One was shot down by the outpost’s guns, but another three managed to successfully deposit their payloads. Three large, menacing hexapods now rushed towards the human and cyborg soldiers, who quickly fired, hitting the first in the neck enough times to sever its head and holding back the other two. The second alien was brought down by Jake as it tried to launch itself behind the defensive line. The third was sliced in half by a fighter passing overhead.
However, more and more hexapods were now making their way up the large roof, even with all the efforts to subdue them. They were being held at bay, but just barely, as they climbed on top of each other to scale the walls, using the corpses of their fallen siblings as shields.
“How many of these fucking things are there?!” yelled a soldier between bursts of fire.
“That’s what they do, they swarm,” replied Isabelle. “Stay calm and keep firing.”
Additional cyborg ships warped into orbit and quickly deployed more drop pods and a sleek, triangular spaceplane. Isabelle and Jake were immediately notified of their arrival as the humans and cyborgs kept the line, albeit with great difficulty.
“We need reinforcements!” pleaded a human soldier.
“They’re on their way!” confirmed Jake.
Groups of Gizmos and Berserkers made their way to the roof and used their lasers to help the humans and cyborgs, but the hexapods still kept coming, even as they were being methodically picked off. By focusing on a single spot, they successfully limited the cyborg units’ suppressive fire since damaging the sealed city wasn’t an option. It was their one and only chance to break through, and they were hell-bent on taking it.
A large black blade on an extendable chain shot through the incoming hexapods and slammed into one of the Berserkers. Picking it up like a toy, the chain-like tentacle shook it off as five other huge blades pushed the aliens aside. The humans and cyborgs were now face-to-face with a six-meter-tall creature that looked like it was covered by a rusty head-to-toe cloak and hood, revealing only three blue points of light, walking on blades suspended by tentacles that peered out of the bottom of its cloak.
“What the hell is that thing?!” a soldier growled.
“Oh come on... Not these fuckers...” groaned Isabelle.
A similar creature violently made its way onto the roof as well, by chopping a Gizmo in half with one swipe. It stretched its blades and aimed them at its next targets. The three cyborgs and their human allies were now surrounded. The new alien brutes menaced their prey with tiny motions of their large, jet-black blades, seemingly taking pleasure in taunting them.
As a triangular shadow of a spaceplane zoomed by and quickly disappeared with no notice from the alien horde, one of the creatures finally attacked, shooting its blade to take down another Berserker and dodging all returned fire as its partner deflected some of the laser bursts with its weapons. It jumped upwards, moving so quickly that it warped out of view and came down right in the middle of the troop formation to slice through two Gizmos in one sweep as the humans tried to dodge.
Isabelle and a soldier dodged another attack, landing on their knees and scrambling to aim their weapons. The first creature aimed right for her and released its blade. She flinched and ducked, pushing the soldier’s head down while using her rifle like an improvised shield as she did.
A cyborg’s knee collided with the side of the creature’s blade. As the blade drifted off its course, a hooded figure warped into focus, crackling with red electric bolts. He made no sound or any further motion, but the surge of energy around him did all the necessary work of intimidating his opponents.
The second creature fired its weapon at the Figure, who batted it aside with the back of his right hand as if it were nothing more than a foam toy thrown by a child, and then confidently stepped toward the hesitating creatures. With his left hand, he subtly signaled for Isabelle and the soldier to get back, and she quickly dragged the soldier under her to a safer distance.
The eyes and activity indicators of every last machine on the rooftop and in close proximity lit up as their stances quickly changed. As if directed by an invisible snap of a finger, they assumed a new formation. Nothing about their appearances had changed, but somehow, they seemed more aggressive, determined, and confident.
In the city’s control room, the main screen showed the back of the glowing hooded figure from the perspective of the soldier now huddling with Isabelle.
“Who the hell is that?” asked Christine.
“And why is he sparking?” added Steve.
“Because, unless my instruments are wrong, he’s surrounded by enough energy to power this whole building,” said Jasper without raising his head from the screens around him. “And he’s somehow powering up!”
At the city gate, the Figure dug into a combat stance, his feet planted, hands at shoulder level, ready to grab, block, or snap into a fist at a moment’s notice. An aura outlining his body detonated with menacing red electric bolts, triggering a shockwave that deformed the roof around him. In the darkness of his still lowered hood, he snarled, exposing a menacing fang.
“Let’s do this,” he chuckled.
In an instant, he exploded towards the first creature. His right palm slammed into its chest, and they both warped out towards the cliffs in the distance. Panicked and angry, the remaining alien forces attempted to follow them, screeching, but the cyborgs’ robots gave chase, and a group of Berserkers wrapped themselves around the second creature, dragging it down to give the Figure enough space to do his job.
Nearly a kilometer away, the Figure imprinted the Creature into a cliff with tremendous force, raising a huge cloud of dust and rocks in every direction as the shockwave visibly spread. He jumped back as a blade came shooting out of the dark cloud, missing him completely while the Creature shot blind.
Another blade came for him. It curved into his palm and started to angle upwards, sailing over him until his claws snapped shut around the chain like a trap. He stomped into the ground, turned, and pulled on the chain, launching the Creature out of the dust cloud down into a huge boulder, which cracked in half as the alien splattered onto it.
With a growl, he sent a massive jolt of electricity down the chain. The alien shrieked in pain and rage, and opened its “cloak” to reveal that it was a pair of massive, powerful wings wrapped around a relatively thin but tough body. Its “hood” fell away to reveal three eyes on individual stalks. Its fanged mouth with rows of teeth moved on an extendable trunk. Lurching forward, it fired three blades in rapid succession.
Two blades hit one after the other, raising a cloud of dust that obscured the Figure. The third blade clanked as it hit what at first glance looked like a metal ball spinning into the air and bounced back.
The Creature fired another blade. The metal ball unlocked to reveal the Figure and deflected the incoming weapon. Four dark structures formed an exoskeleton made from sleek, jet-black, reinforced segments with red accents that ran down his arms and the back of his legs. Four similarly built tentacles flexed from the top and middle of his back, electricity dancing on their sharp, menacing tips.
The Figure surged forward. As he got within striking distance, the Creature used one of its blades and its chain as a whip to throw him up into the air. It tried to hit him again, but the Figure’s robotic tentacle deflected the blade. Using the recoil from the block, he turned in the air to bring down the back of one of his tentacles on the Creature’s head.
As his tentacle sliced through the air, it released a burst of plasma and electricity that rushed down the alien’s body. It hissed in pain, batted the Figure away with its wing, and roared with obvious rage and frustration.
Landing on his hands and feet, with the tentacles digging into the ground to bring him to a screeching halt, the Figure pushed off with all of his limbs and warped out only to appear just above the Creature, which knocked him away and upwards with its sharp talons. Spreading his arms and tentacles, the Figure regained control of his trajectory while the Creature curled itself to stab the cyborg from every direction with its blades, then catch him with its wings as he fell towards it.
The main screen in the control room showed several distant, disjointed views of the fight, but just enough to see the Figure about to be swallowed up by the Creature while its sibling flew towards the scene in its unfolded form, trying to shake off the tentacled machines still clinging to it and partially succeeding.
“Oh, no...” gasped Christine in horror.
“He’s a goner...” shuddered Steve.
Yet, the Figure’s humanoid limbs curled into a defensive ball while his tentacles opened, the sharp, obsidian triangular blades on their ends surging with red and orange plasma and electricity that propagated along the extra appendages’ edges. Behind him, the air heated until it crackled, as the structures supporting his limbs readied to propel him forward.
He warped out to bring the weaponized ends of two tentacles down into the Creature’s midsection as the other two tentacles protected his flanks. A deadly pulse of electricity shot down the appendages, and a blast tore through the Creature, severing it in half and sending the Figure flying backward. He confidently made a three-point landing and slid through the rock and sand before coming to a stop with the tentacles’ assistance.
The two burnt halves of the Creature plopped down onto the ground. The top half twitched for only a moment before all its muscles went slack. Out of the corner of his eye, the Figure spotted the incoming hexapods and two flyers, along with the machines trying to stop them. Red bolts once again surged across his body, swarming towards his flexing tentacles.
Overhead, an interceptor circling the city banked and quickly broke the sound barrier as its nose pointed down at the approaching horde. It fired its main laser and machine guns up until the instant of impact. The resulting cloud of rocks, dust, and fire crashed into the incoming aliens and robots like a runaway train, sending body parts flying. The passage was momentarily rendered impassable as the aftermath of the explosion slowly settled.
The second creature soared overhead, finally shaking off the last two robots who were trying to slow it down. It dove towards the Figure, who braced for impact, moving his tentacles into a defensive stance, electric bolts once again traveling across his extra appendages. The creature roared, aiming its blades at the Figure, and folded its massive wings to accelerate.
The Figure extended his hand towards the incoming alien. The circular marking in the middle of his left palm began to glow. The sleek structure on his arm extended and expanded to support his hand as his left tentacles curved to a focal point around the marking on his palm. A dense, narrow, focused beam shot from that focal point towards the attacking alien for a moment. It vanished while detonating the air around it and generating a devastating shockwave.
Isabelle and several human soldiers looking out in the distance where the Figure and the second creature were about to fight, jumped as a massive blast rocked the ground underneath them and a burst of fire dissipated in the sky.
The felled alien, missing half its limbs, including one of its wings, plummeted to the ground in agony, roaring and writhing in pain, burnt and clearly on the verge of death. In a last-ditch effort, it launched a blade at the Figure, who was shot back by the spectacular recoil, carving a noticeable groove in the sand and rock where his feet dug in.
He dodged, grabbed the chain, spun around his axis, and with another growl and enormous effort warped out, reappearing high enough to hurl the remains of the creature over himself towards jagged rocks below as gravity pulled him back down. The alien was impaled on a rocky spike with a violent spray of yellow blood as something inside it burst. It rattled while its legs tried to move for just a moment, twitching in agonizing pain before its entire body went limp. The Figure landed nearby with the help of his tentacles, wobbling ever so slightly as he stood up.
On the main screen of the control room, a video feed from a drone hovering over the remains of the second alien was the main focus. The small shape of the Figure warped out of view, raising a small cloud of dust.
“All enemy troops are eliminated,” Katja exhaled with relief, to cheers from the rest of the technicians and crew members watching the action.
“So, what’s next?” Steve asked, turning to Ingrid.
“We start asking questions,” she replied. “A lot of them.”
