Valhalla Rising

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"Guys we've made it, the station fired at us you might have to make your own way to us Chris I'm uploading my teams progress to your personal compute, hang in there." She could hear Jim's voice through her implant "Jim is that you?" *static* was her implant broken? "Chris did you hear that?"
"Yaa... I.... heard it" Christopher coughs as he clenches the wound.

"Damn you are bleeding out... we need to put something on that cut... " her mind was clearer now, she scanned the area for potential bandages, she picked up one of the fallen blades and used it to cut one of the sleeves from her uniform "Here tie this around the wound, nice and tight"

He began to bandage his wound "it... Its really nothing.... serious" His finger began to fiddle with the bit of clothing, his voice seems a bit drowsy

"Hey, you are here to rescue me... come on.." she helped him to tighten the makeshift bandage " Ok... I think Jim said we should get moving?" She tried to stand, but the pain quickly knocked her back down.. "Ahh.. you might have to help me up"
"In my pack.... blood supplement" Christopher laughs but soon quits it as it pains him "Simon made this pack for me, I get into to many.... wooo... situations"
"What do I do with it?" she pulled out a red and white syringe
"Inject.... chest... heart.. will hurt" his eye lids struggled to stay open as a he finished bandaging up his wound but he was unable to tie it off
She removed the cap and brushed away his shirt "I'm sorry" she stabbed the syringe into his heart, its contents leaving nearly instantly
Christopher made a groaning sound "Hate.. those damn thing.. should feel better soon." He undoes the strap for his assault rifle and places his finger on the thumb print scanner unlocking the safety, then hands it to Jessica. "Right hands busted, punched my wall and broke my knuckles." He said as he pulled out his side arm with his left hand
She grabbed the rifle with her right hand “ I think we better get moving…” a sound from the corridor could be heard, the cell doors were opening “Is that what I think it is?” she pulled herself up, using Chris as balance…
"Great, I....hate protocols." He holsters the sword and puts his pack back on. "The doors opened." a man comes running into the cell his eyes are glowing, Christopher fires a shot but misses his head by a few centimeters
Seeing the man running towards them, she aimed the rifle and fired on the man. Two rounds hit the man in the chest, the other his neck. His body fell to the ground and eyes dimmed back to normal “Damn… we need to move..” she put her left arm around Chris and the two began to slowly work their way out, the sounds of the damned now echoed through the dark corridors as they realized they were free.

Christopher laughs hysterically

“This isn’t funny… come on…” Two more infested prisoners jumped out in front of them, they stopped to pick up the fallen guard’s weapon. Quickly she let go of Chris and leaned on a wall, using both hands, she aimed carefully and fired two rounds into the head of one of the prisoners.
Christopher shot the other one in the middle of the head. "Its just that" Christopher laughs "This is like something out of an old monster flic." Christopher stops by the guard and tied something around the mans hands then around his leg, and on they went with the guard being dragged behind, "Can't leave him for dead."
“Well I’m glad you are amused” she limped her way to the hall a bit further, using a railing on the wall to support herself while Chris dragged the guard “Is he… normal?”
"Oh yea, was a nervous wreck." He tied a bit of the man's gun strap to his belt, Then getting under Jessica's left arm. "He might slow us down but hes one of us."
She looked down at him doubtfully.. how could he stand by while all this happened? Surly he knew of something… They made their way a bit further, nearly making it to the elevator, when they came upon a mob of at least 10 infested “Looks like there is a party going on here Chris.. shall we break it up?”
"Sure I love crashing parties." He removed the single shot of his pistol and switched it to automatic "Ready when you are." he whispered
She let go of him, and dropped to her knee, a sharp pain shot through her as her knee collided with the hard steel floor “Ok, lets take em” She squeezed the trigger, the rifle now in automatic, mowed down 3 in the first burst. Chris took down 4 quickly with precise shots, leaving the 3 remaining stunned and confused for a moment
One came running towards Chris, before the infected prisoner could reach him he punched him in the face, Christopher dropped his pistol and covered his right hand, before crushing the mans head with his boot. "GAHHH!, Don't punch with broken knuckles." Jessica used the sight of the gun and nailed both of the two remaining infected prisoners, Chris picked his gun up once again and let Jessica use him as support.

“Ah.. you wouldn’t happen to have any of that pain meds left would you?” she laughs “ we both seem to be in need…” They made their way to the end of the hall, the poor knocked out guard still dragging behind… Chris pulled out the security card and was about to swipe it when he noticed the infested prisoners had destoyed the panel “Damn… is there another way out of here?”
Christopher removed his pack, "Look in there for anything that looks like a pain pill, try the pocket on the side." He moved to the door, and knocked on it. it wasn't that thick "Could you remove something that looks like a coin from the bag, I only have one of those so be careful." He holds his hand out as she looks though the bag
“Well, no pain meds.. just as well… we need to keep alert.. as for the coin” she shuffled around a bit.. “This is?” she just about tossed it to him, then thought otherwise and delicately handed it to him
"Well i thought about bringing explosives, but that's not to subtle, this melts though the metal, Small and handy." He opens the top and places a thin strip of liquid on the doors edges.
The liquid began bubbling as the metal beneath it corroded away. “Now that’s handy” a clunk was heard, as the lock was destroyed and the door slid open part of the way. They squeezed through onto the elevator and were sure their guard friend was on board“Ok, whats the plan now, do you have a ship? Or do we find Jim?” An alarm was sounding and a screen in the elevator activated, showing various cameras. One showed a team of 12 men fighting in a corridor, exchanging weapons fire with others, the other showed an external view of the station, where a Battlecruiser was moored, all her weapons firing at incoming fighters and torpedoes.
"About how I got here." a explosion is heard and the docking bay camera goes offline, "I rigged it to explode. I need a diversion for if Jim hadn't started yet." He pointed down to a corridor where Jim was leading his men, he pointed to Jim." We go to him."
“All of this just for me? Surely its not worth it… ok what floor?” Their elevator moved up as the station rocked from an explosion of some sort.

"We don't leave one of our own behind." He refers to the days when the South Alliance still flew

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I’ll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
Because it’s flag that I love
And a flag that I trust