CHAPTER 4: DESTRUCTION

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The car pulled up to the White house, the men walked out and grabbed their gear from the back. James pulled out his first and final weapon of choice, the .300 Win Mag sniper rifel. It's precision was deadly and James hasn't had one miss with that gun.

They walked up to the front of the building, nobody was in Washington except them. They walked up the steps and into the gigantic house. James and the others walked to the dining room to where the incident had happened. The National Guard hadn't had the liberty of removing this poor man's body out for a proper funrel. Brown's body was still slumped against the wall, his body rotten. The men gathered in a circle to pray for their fallen conrad, even though none of them knew him.

Dr. Mann paced over too the vent that was still open, " I think it went through here to shed it's skin and grow."

" No shit Sherlock, where else would it go," said Stykes.

" Who is the scientist here, this man sent me his notes on the creature, its habits, where it goes to breed," Dr. Mann shot back.

" Got me there," Stykes said puting his hands up in defeat.

" Mann," yelled James, " I don't care where the damn thing went, I just want to know where it is and kill it,"

" Well I see a slime trail through that vent,"

" Okay men, rip that wall down and follow that trail,"

" With all due respect, are we allowed to do that," asked Bryan.

" Thank you for asking, for your information, the president said to do whatever it takes, and tearing down that wall is doing what we can," said James.

" Okay," Bryan said as he walked out to get the grenades.

" And this is the fun part, I to blow up parts of the White House, sweet," said Conrad following Bryan out.

Bryan and Conrad walked back in with jackhammers and C4 in their arms.

" Who's ready to bring some hurt to this God forsaken place," yelled Conrad, followed by a roar of approval from the team, " Alrighty then, let's kick some ass,"

Each one of the team members grabbed a stack of C4 and a jackhammer. James walked to the pile and grabbed a 20 pound mallet and started smashing into the wall. Mann placed C4 onto the wall and set up his time; 20 seconds. 19, 18, 17, 16, 15, 14, 13, 12, 11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1........ KKKKKRRRAAABBBBOOOOOOMMMM!!!!! Pieces of the ceiling fell on them.

" HELL YEAH," yelled Dr. Mann, " Let's get this done,"

" Cheesy dude, just cheesy," said Bryan.

" I tried," and they went back to smashing.

They finally got to the point where they could open up the vent and figure out where the queen was going. What they found was chilling to the bone.

" It's headed to the coldest place it can find," said Mann.

" Where is that," asked James.

" It's heading for the damn sewers to breed, it will lay it's eggs and they will then open up," Mann paused, " Then all hell will break loose, the facehuggers will travel through D.C. And surrounding cities and they will lay more Aliens in humans, then the world is pretty much dead."

" Then we've got no time to waste, we have to keep moving, I want trail cams set up in all sewers in the next 48 hours, if those don't catch the son of a bitch, it's only us against them," said James.

" Then let's get our sorry asses moving," yelled Roland. And they jumped out a nearby window and got in their hummer, it wasn't just a hunt anymore, it is now war.

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