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First mission

Deep in spaced laid a dead ship, the crew and everyone on board was presumed dead. It had been 4 weeks since contact was lost with the ship and so that's where Gabriel comes in. He was a bounty hunter for hire, if you had a suicide mission then he was your man. Slowly opening his eyes Gabriel snapped out of his day dream, now greeted by the sound of the airlock venting the air and making room for fresh air. Of course things weren't that simple, the airlock he stood in then let out a loud buzz along with the lights around it flashing red. "I don't have time for this"

Clenching his right fist and bringing it up to his mask acting like he kissed it, Gabriel then sent one mighty punch towards the large airlock doors. As his fist connected the doors were blasted open and he was then pulled inside by the vacuum of limited air inside. After several moments the limited power of the back up generators kicked in and sealed the breach, the air soon began to filter allowing Gabriel to take full advantage of this oxygen. Reaching for the small box by his side,he pulled out what looked like a flattened smoke, Stuffing it into the slit like vent in his mask he then lit it. The inside of his mask soon filled with filtered smoke giving him a nicotine high. "Now with that sorted where to start..." Making his way down the dark hallways of the silent ship aided by the flashlight mounted at the left side of his chest plate, he noticed several blood stains inducting that this may be more entertaining then just a flat battery.

After examining the blood stains Gabriel made his way towards the ships main bridge which was in.. Closing his eyes and extending his right arm and index finger then spinning in a circle, he came to a stop before saying "that way" with his destination being guided by purely winging it, it could cause some to question how it was that he was so successful in such missions. After several minutes of walking and passing blood and bone fragments, he soon began to wonder why he's seen no corpses. Maybe he spoke too soon, seeing a body up ahead he ran over towards it still puffing smoke from the vents of his mask, looking down at it he gave it a nudge with his left foot "eh you ok there? Now isn't the time to sleep on the job" clearly it was a corpse but Gabriel couldn't pass a chance at a joke no matter how terrible it may be.

Seeing as he was greeted with silence from the corpse he crouched down and rolled it over and onto its back, he could now see that it was a middle aged male with several deep cuts. "The hell happened to you? Let me guess, the ex wife?" Patting the pale faced corpse along the face he got back up but as he went to step he felt something hold his foot in place. Taking a look at the cause he saw that the corpse may not be dead after all "Jimmy you're alive!!!" Raises his hands in sarcastic joy, the corpse then started to try and chomp down on his plated shin guards "and they said zombies weren't real.." Crouching down once more his shin was then pressed down against the males skull and pinning it, slowly adding pressure he could hear the skull slowly cracking then a wet squashing sound as the entire skull caved in. With a deep toned voice he then said "fatality"

Getting back up to his feet Gabriel continued on his way towards the ships bridge. If he was headed the right way or not was beyond him, this ship was far to large and could at least have a map somewhere. After what felt like hours of searching he finally found his way to the bridge, the doors had been blown open and gunshots spread throughout the room. The crew was all dead just like the rest, yet it was bullet wounds not claw marks like all the others. "What the hell is going on?" Stepping inside he felt his right arm get grabbed then pressure along his shoulder as well, this forced him to lean forwards and slam his head onto a control panel. To his side was a large male in military armour, yet by the way he was apply more and more pressure to his arm to eventually break it, left trying to talk to him out of the question. With his left arm free Gabriel pulled out his pistol from his left thigh and fired a round at point blank into the males knees causing him to stumble back and let go. The armour spared the knee yet it was sure you leave a mark. Returning to a straight posture it was clear when he hit his head along the control panel he had turned the power back on, or at least some of the systems.