"Right let's move in." Says a man carrying a cross bow.
"What are our plans?" I say not sure if this is a good idea.
"Get dropped off on roof, save people, kill monsters, get out." says the man.
Some how I don't think it's gonna be that easy. Fear grows inside of me as I imagine myself getting ripped limb by limb by one of those monsters. I look down at my pistol and grenade.
"This will be safe right?" I say doubting whatever he's going to say next.
"Hahaha!" He looks at me sadly, "No."
"Approaching drop zone, lock and load." Says the speaker above our head.
I look out the window and see a huge city, crumbled and destroyed. No monsters on sight. Strange.
"Has anyone noticed there are no monsters?" I ask.
"Usually the engines scare them off." Says a man with a yellow mini-gun and a big grey beard, "The names Hank."
"Val. Though why does it mater, we're all gonna die." I say.
"You are a medic its your job to make sure that does not happen." Says a metallic voice coming from bucket.
Bucket is a gold rusty robot made for battle, and cooking us terrible meals.
The hanger door opens and the smell of ash and dust floats in to the ship.
"Get ready for drop off." Says the speaker.
People of all shapes and sizes and their weapons of mass destruction in hands line up at the edge of the hanger door which has now folded into a ramp.
As we get ready for drop off we hear a loud noise as the monsters get ready.
