Fic: Quarantine Breach (B:tVS/DOOM) 11/?
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jedibuttercupPG-15; B:tVS, DOOM. 400 words. (Part of the Handle ID Slayer series).
In the background, the Ark computer could be heard activating.
Title: Quarantine Breach
Author: Jedi Buttercup
Disclaimer: The words are mine; the worlds are not. I claim nothing but the plot.
Rating: PG-15
TtH Prompt: #70 - Destruction
Summary: In the background, the Ark computer could be heard activating. 400 words.
Spoilers: B:tVS post-"Chosen"; "DOOM" (2005)
Notes: Movieverse. Eleventh in the Handle ID Slayer flashfic sequence.
Buffy and Reaper exchanged glances as the radio silence continued, then turned almost as one and bolted back toward the airlock. Buffy could easily have outdistanced him, but that didn't even occur to her in their headlong rush; she covered Reaper as they went, checking down side passages and around corners for either of the two monsters they knew for sure were roaming the base, and Reaper did the same for her.
They came into view of the airlock just in time to see Sarge shouldering the experimental weapon, aiming at a Hell-beast who looked to be carrying some kind of cutting tool in its clawed hands. Portman was down just in front of the lock, bleeding profusely from the neck, and Destroyer had been thrown halfway down the corridor where he sprawled like a broken doll. Reaper dropped into a crouch as he passed the dark-skinned Marine and pressed two fingers to his throat; he nodded to Buffy, confirming that the man was still alive, and they hurried forward, firing at the monster while trying to make sure the other beast wasn't approaching from a blind spot. Buffy didn't see the Kid anywhere; she hoped he was still alive.
Sarge pulled the trigger before they were close enough to make him aware of their presence, and a globe of what looked like liquid blue fire erupted from the strangely shaped barrel of his weapon. It flew directly at the monster, but the beast ducked, roaring as it skittered away from the lock, and the glowing projectile struck metal instead. Buffy watched in shock as a hole began expanding outward from the point of impact, corrupting and melting the surrounding structure as though it had been splashed with incandescent acid.
"Awwww, shit," Sarge cursed, eyes wide as he took in the damage, then cursed again as the monster scrabbled back to its feet and rushed the airlock again. This time, it wasn't alone. Buffy and Reaper poured as much lead into both beasts as they could, but didn't hit either in the skull, and they were through the now-open airlock before Sarge could fire another of the awesomely destructive rounds.
And then, in the background, the Ark computer could be heard activating.
"They got through," Buffy whispered, horrified.
"The quarantine cordon has been breached," Sarge said through a clenched jaw, staring intently at Reaper. "This mission is no longer containment."
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In the background, the Ark computer could be heard activating.
Title: Quarantine Breach
Author: Jedi Buttercup
Disclaimer: The words are mine; the worlds are not. I claim nothing but the plot.
Rating: PG-15
TtH Prompt: #70 - Destruction
Summary: In the background, the Ark computer could be heard activating. 400 words.
Spoilers: B:tVS post-"Chosen"; "DOOM" (2005)
Notes: Movieverse. Eleventh in the Handle ID Slayer flashfic sequence.
Buffy and Reaper exchanged glances as the radio silence continued, then turned almost as one and bolted back toward the airlock. Buffy could easily have outdistanced him, but that didn't even occur to her in their headlong rush; she covered Reaper as they went, checking down side passages and around corners for either of the two monsters they knew for sure were roaming the base, and Reaper did the same for her.
They came into view of the airlock just in time to see Sarge shouldering the experimental weapon, aiming at a Hell-beast who looked to be carrying some kind of cutting tool in its clawed hands. Portman was down just in front of the lock, bleeding profusely from the neck, and Destroyer had been thrown halfway down the corridor where he sprawled like a broken doll. Reaper dropped into a crouch as he passed the dark-skinned Marine and pressed two fingers to his throat; he nodded to Buffy, confirming that the man was still alive, and they hurried forward, firing at the monster while trying to make sure the other beast wasn't approaching from a blind spot. Buffy didn't see the Kid anywhere; she hoped he was still alive.
Sarge pulled the trigger before they were close enough to make him aware of their presence, and a globe of what looked like liquid blue fire erupted from the strangely shaped barrel of his weapon. It flew directly at the monster, but the beast ducked, roaring as it skittered away from the lock, and the glowing projectile struck metal instead. Buffy watched in shock as a hole began expanding outward from the point of impact, corrupting and melting the surrounding structure as though it had been splashed with incandescent acid.
"Awwww, shit," Sarge cursed, eyes wide as he took in the damage, then cursed again as the monster scrabbled back to its feet and rushed the airlock again. This time, it wasn't alone. Buffy and Reaper poured as much lead into both beasts as they could, but didn't hit either in the skull, and they were through the now-open airlock before Sarge could fire another of the awesomely destructive rounds.
And then, in the background, the Ark computer could be heard activating.
"They got through," Buffy whispered, horrified.
"The quarantine cordon has been breached," Sarge said through a clenched jaw, staring intently at Reaper. "This mission is no longer containment."
-~-
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Date: 2006-08-09 03:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-10 07:52 am (UTC)I'm glad you're liking it! I get so little commentary on this fic, sometimes it's hard to tell how well I'm doing with it. It's kind of on a back-burner this month due to the marathon, but I'm sure there aren't too many chapters left to go. =)
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Date: 2006-08-09 07:42 am (UTC)