Iplier and Septiceye One-Shots and Imagines - Book 2

Life Form (Antisepticeye x Jacksepticeye)

"Strange beings are all around us, at all times.  Just... watch your six." You clutched a clunky weapon that fired energy blasts, gripping it hard.  The others in your care were holding regular Earth 2 rifles, but you knew that someone had to bring a big weapon; these monsters would only be slowed down by metals found on Earth 2.

You turned off your comms and took a shaky breath, feeling your legs wobble slightly.  Closing your eyes for a second, you felt the helmet around you whir and buzz.  The headset you were wearing felt too tight and was giving you a headache, but you had no time to adjust it.  It wasn't as if you could take of your helmet to anyway; the air was filled with high levels of methane, carbon dioxide, and mercury that, as soon as your skin came into contact with, would burn it off immediately.  How there was any form of life on this planet, you had no idea.  Your suit clung to your skin, and the tank top you were wearing felt sweaty and soaked with perspiration.  After taking a few deep breaths, you opened your eyes again and walked out of the ship.  You felt dirt and soil under your thin suit, but it was coarse and uncomfortable to step on.  Creatures in the distance roared and chittered, the animals in the sky screeched with anger, and you knew that this planet was not safe.

However, you had to finish your mission.  One last one, then you would be able to go home and away from this hell that was called a planet.

A tap on your shoulder alerted you to your teammates.  You were leading seven people, of varying ages, genders, and overall courage levels.  Some of these men were only volunteers, wanting to help survey the planet for credits back home they could use to buy the food humans so desperately needed in this time.  Some were soldiers, born and raised in the battle to fight for what they learned was a just cause.  Some just couldn't be back home, and signed up for the death wish.  The planet back home was bad, even worse than the one they left generations ago.  Earth had gone; Earth 2 was heading the same path.  Humans just couldn't learn, and that was the worst part about it.  Unfortunately, it wasn't as if humans could see what had happened to the first Earth.  It had disappeared from the solar system a long time ago, almost without a trace.

At the same time, this planet appeared on the radar, and monsters existed.

Your partner nodded to you, a man named Sean.  He was known only as One-Eyed Jack, though, to everyone except you.  You were the only person that survived with him to see his eye torn out and tortured at the hands of the mutants that lived on this planet.  You and him had barely managed to escape with your lives, and the two of you were forever changed because of it.

"Squad, listen here!" you called to the six other men, two being women and the other four being male. "We know what we're here for, yes?" There were nods and grim faces. "Not all of us will be returning alive.  If you want to stay here and keep comms on us, feel free." Not a single soul moved at that, which filled you with determination.  You nodded. "Live free, die worthy," you said, your voice just barely a breath, yet everyone heard it.  Ghosts of the other voices drifted through your headset as they repeated the motto.  You turned to the plain, and strode to the objective.

There was no greenery as far as the eye could see.  The trees looked burnt and scorched, with blackened tips and upturned roots.  Mutated animals that closely resembled the ones from Earth 2 were in the distance, three or four times larger than what they naturally could be.  Birds that resembled cyclops stared down at your team from the tops of fallen skyscrapers.

"Just imagine the fact that a fully-functioning society lived here at one point," Sean muttered to you on your solo comms.

"I can't believe these savages managed to make buildings, let alone a society," you scoffed.  The conversation died down and the only sounds you heard were the growls of monsters and the whistling of the wind through the tall grass.