(Cancelled) The Nightmares of Yesterday

The Nightmares of Yesterday

ATBrony751

Chapter 5: Revenge

Authors notes: So this is the final chapter in Trent's story on the Ishimura. Everything after this is gonna be all ponyville. If there is a link, its because its what I was listening to when writing it, and that's what mood is supposed to be set. Also, at one point I'm gonna use a video to try and sear the image in your brain of the situation. You don't have to watch it, but it will really bring your attention to the scenario.

I sat there for another 15 minutes, just staring. Not at anything in particular, just mainly thinking about what went wrong.

I should of acted faster, I should of pulled him out of there in time, its all my fault...

No. No I did all that I could, I can't blame myself, I have gotten through this before, Its not the first person I had die on me, But it is the first friend that has...He was my only friend in this hell hole, and now I was alone, at the mercy of these fucking monsters...He was my only friend since high school, but after that, we went our separate ways. He went to engineering school, me to medical school. I was so fucking happy to hear that I was going to see him, I couldn't sit still. Now I'm here, his cold, lifeless body laying in front of me, armor soaked in my tears.

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No, he wouldn't want this, he would want me to move on and I had to do it, for his sake. For my life. I had to carry on the mission. Rangers lead the fuckin' way...

I took his plasma cutter and tags. I hung the tags around my neck, so if I fell seeking vengeance on his untimely death, I would fall knowing, that my best friend, and brother, would be close to my heart.

I grabbed my ripper and tore the kinesis module off of it. This was personal, and I wanted to get as personal to these fuckers as possible. They were gonna pay for all that they have done to the crew, Isaac's girl, and Isaac himself. Like on damn queue, 3 of the slasher ones jumped down onto the catwalk. I ran up to the first one, ripper in right hand, cutter in left. He attempted to better me, and slashed at me with his blades, just nicking me. I raised up the ripper, which was basically a circular saw now, and brought it down diagonally across his muscular neck, tearing him katana style, neck to naval. That quickly reduced him to a mess of entrails and blood. On to the next 2 fuckers. They charged my simultaneously and I took my good ol' American football skills to the plate, chop blocking one of them, using his momentum to flip him on his stomach, I raised his cutter to the other demons neck, and sent a powerful pulse of plasma through his neck, cutting his head clean off. But their infection went deeper, it was in their armored chest, their heads didn't matter. At least it didn't have any sense of direction anymore. I gave a kneeling buck to his chest and that sent him spiraling back towards the guard rails. Never taking my restraint off of the one I had pinned down, I grabbed my ripper and worked like a schizophrenic surgeon, tearing through that back in a vertical line, severing anything that was inside it, until it was in two. I then turned my attention back to the headless fucking horseman. I ran up to him while he was still recovering and grabbed his two arms with a grip of death, and kicked him as hard as I could in the chest. With a blood curdling "EUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH", tore both of his arms completely off. But I wasn't done with him yet. With my adrenal gland working on over time, I picked up the soon to be dead necro, and brought him down against my knee. Hard. With that audible Snap, I walked him over to the railing and threw his carcass off.

I got 99 more problems, but that necro aint' one. I chuckled to myself. I remember my dad saying that was a song from when he was a kid, I just replaced the lyrics like the clever devil I am.

I stood up straight, dusted my self off, and walked my way towards the central reactor. My plans were that of a man, condemned to a padded cell. I was going to sabotage the coolant modules to overheat the core reactor, causing a melt down and then an explosion, sending all these fuckers into space. I didn't have an escape plan. I didn't need one. I knew exactly who I was gonna see in the near future, but first, I had to take care of what he couldn't...

I walked back to the tram car with pride, I was a fucking berserker, I didn't need to be scared of them, no, they needed to be scared of me. The trip to the central reactor was the longest one yet, on account of the fact that its in the very center of the ship, hence the name.

I reached it in a good amount of time walking, my new buzz saw earning its way to my favorite weapon. I liked the noise it made when it tore through flesh and bone, not to mention that glorious mess it made. Remember the whole Nazi doctor thing? Yeah I was full blown Dr. Schweinshtagler now. I scouted for the coolant modules, the things were big, transparent tanks with blue liquid coursing throughout them.

"Heh, this has to be them" Fuckin' obvious

I raised Isaac's cutter, braced myself for the oncoming horde, and fired a round that completely shattered the glass tank. All of a sudden, the room blared red with emergency floodlights and sirens screeching with emergency messages.

WARNING, COOLANT MODULE MALFUNCTION, CONTACT EMERGENCY ENGINEER, OVERHEATING OF THE REACTOR WILL RESULT IN RADIOACTIVE MELTDOWN"

Here they come

I walked about 45 seconds from the overheating reactor, to hear the sounds of a stampede of elephant lions. I turned around and anticipated the inevitable, this was gonna be one hell of a fight.

They charged full force, had to be at lest 50 of em', save the 20 I already killed. The dimly lit room was illuminated by the faint glow of my blue hued RIG lanterns and the blood of my foe coating the walls in a glorious red tint. They surrounded me, but didn't stand a chance against an enraged soldier, who had a brother in battle taken by your forces, WITH A FUCKING CIRCULAR SAW. I grabbed one in a headlock motion, and used it as a human shield, saving me from many puncture wounds. I made minced meat of all of them, slicing in a hack n' slash motion until the very last one dropped. I was quaking with the shear amount of energizing adrenaline coursing through my circulatory system. I had been focusing so much on sending the demon spawn back to hell, that I didn't notice all the cuts and laceration that I acquired through the weak points in my suit.

After the necro-massacre, I walked away looking like the epitome of hell. A Vietnam POW would look at me and say that I've been through some serious shit. The reactor was gonna blow any minute, so even if I was planning on surviving, it would be too late. I wandered wearily through a corridor, I felt light headed, Like I needed to sit down and rest for a minute. I took of my helmet and expelled the contents of my stomach all over the floor. It got to me, Isaac, the blood, the gore, the shear horror of the situation. I broke down for a second time right on the spot, I found myself yet again, sobbing.

"Why...Why god? Why Isaac? Why couldn't it of been me? How the fuck did I end up in this massacre? What did I do to deserve this? HOW AM I STILL ALIVE? WHY AM I STILL ALIVE? WHY?!" My yelling subsided, as I sat there, a broken, battle scared man. No friends, no family...No hope....

It wasn't until then that it hit me, oh and hit me it did. My sudden realization of the situation was almost terrifying. I wasn't the religious type of guy, but there was a reason I was still alive. If I was meant to be another pawn of the crew, dying for no reason, then it would of happened at that first experience, not now after all I have been through. I didn't go through all of that shit for nothing. I realized what I had to do.

Sorry Isaac, I think that I'm gonna have to delay our get together, for just a little bit... I smirked through my mask.

If I was gonna get out before this place got blown to kingdom come, then I would need to move, FAST. I sprinted as fast as I could, I needed to get to the tram car before another wave of the monsters came. After only about a 45 second sprint, I reached the tram, not saying I wasn't panting like a sick dog, but I was able to get my sorry ass onto it. My destination, anywhere but there.

I decided to go back to the cargo bay, after all it was the only hope I had, Hopefully if the beacon went through, they would realize that its the only working entrance. From what Isaac had told me, the area where we landed our aircraft had been destroyed, so that option was out. All I could do now was sit and wait to arrive at my destination, but I heard the sound of more of those freaks. And they were close, too close. Nothing could of prepared me from what was about to happen. Out of no where one jumped through the window onto the tram, I raised my cutter to its thigh and severed it from the rest of its body with a strong pulse of plasma.

Train Scene

It took about 25 minutes to get back to the cargo bay, limping because that last experience I had with the train really didn't feel good on my ankle. I just hoped that it would all pay off. From the looks of it, my hypothesis was correct about me being special. The proof was right before my eyes. Standing about 75 feet from me, was a military search and rescue unit. I sprinted as fast as my weathered legs would take my towards them, so relieved to see them. They were carrying Isaac's body back on board the ship so that it could go to the family.

"CONTACT, 9 O'CLO-HOLD FIRE!" One of the soldiers said through his helmet.

"Is that? No...Corporal Blackburne? Is that you?" the same soldier said with a layer of uncertainty

"Your damn right, now we need to get the fuck out of here, the reactor is gonna explode!"

"Our orders were to search the entire ship, sir, and I'm not leaving until we-" He's speech was interrupted by another soldier, who was screaming like he won the fucking lottery

"CONTAAAACT 6 O'CLOCK! OPEEN FIREE!"

The ensuing torrent of gunfire was defining, but that was an appropriate reaction to what was about to tear our body's in half. I froze from the horror that has been bestowed upon me, but that reaction soon changed as I almost busted a god damn gasket. It was that same motherfucker that killed Isaac. He was going to pay the price that results from tearing apart family. With one swift move, he took out 2 of the 8 soldiers that were assaulting it, and he was urging to spill more blood. His main goal was to get revenge on the one who took his eye, yours truly... You may say that we were even, there is nothing you can do to repay the murder of your best friend. He was coming right towards me, and if I didn't do anything about it, then I would be right there, along with Isaac, under this guys belt. I pulled out my Javelin gun, and shot several bolts at the weak points of his shoulders. That had become second nature after the past day I have spent here. after he had about 6 bolts lodged in each shoulder, I flipped the switch, sending hundreds of amps of electricity coursing throughout his hideous being. That did the trick, as 3 of his 6 spider like legs fell off in a bloody mess. The soldiers were regrouping in one corner of the room when he suddenly switched targets, from me to them. With one long,fluent whip of his arm, he took out all of the soldiers.

He turned, to stare daggers directly into my soul, as he changed directions to come right at me. I didn't have much time, I started to sprint in the direction of the ship, but he intercepted me with a long tentacle like arm, closing off the only exit. I took out my Javelin and shot 2 more bolts into his remaining limb joints, if has worked for me this entire time on this god forsaken ship, then it had to work now. I cranked the amperage up to maximum and hit it. A ear shattering roar overcame the room as the beast lost the rest of its arms. Satisfied, I was working my way back to the airlock to get to the ship, when I heard a terrifyingly familiar sound. I pivoted a 180, to confirm that my fears were true. It was regrowing its limbs.

GOD DAMMIT! I shrieked out of pure frustration, for this was going to be the most annoying thing I would have to deal with.

I needed to think of a plan and fast, for in a certain amount of time, he would be on top of me again. I figured the only thing I could do, was what has worked for me before

RUN

I sprinted to the airlock, I needed to get away from this thing as fast as possible and if I waited much longer then it would be a limb refreshed nightmare. I sprinted to the airlock and started banging on the open switch frantically. Damn thing opened so slow, and I could hear it getting up and recovering. It opened, and I flew out the fuckin' door. Literally, I was sucked out into the vacuum of space, floating freely. To my disadvantage, so was everything else in the room, including the tormentor. I pushed my thrusters to their limit trying to get back to the space craft before I was torn apart in vengeance. I reached the catwalk after the most stressful 15 seconds of my life, and sprinted as fast as my zero gravity legs could carry me to the ship, with the tormentor about 40 feet behind me. I pushed the open button, as the door slowly but surely let down and if it wasn't for the handicap that the monster had in space, walking, then I would of been dead by now. I jumped into the ship, ran to the cockpit and pushed the throttle up to the very highest setting. The engine roared to life as it worked on overdrive to meet the commands of the throttle lever.

C'mon C'mon C'mon C'mon C'mon C'monnn! was all I could think as the ship slowly lifted into the void of space.

I was shot back to the reality of the situation, when the ship was smashed into space by the beast.

WARNING, IMPACT DETECTED, THRUSTER, WARNING!

Perfect. I put the thrusters on over drive as I could hear the cries of a monster being burned alive by the thrusters of the ship. Then the main plan came to fruition, and the Ishimura exploded, sending all of the proof of it ever happeneding into the deep crevasse of space, aswell as the creature of my nightmares attached to my ship. As he did so, all of the navigation instruments went black, he had torn off the thrusters as well and they were hemorrhaging fuel into outer space. Well now that I don't have any sense of direction, or propulsion, I. Am. Fucked.

I had ample time to think about all of what just happened. Isaac. Fuck. He would want me to move on, to be happy, but he was my only thing keeping me from insanity, my last life line. Now he was gone, and I was floating into the void of space. Alone, for the rest of my time in life.

Well now that I'm here, finally safe from the demonic power of the necromorph invasion, I might as well record another audio log, it's gonna be my last.

"My name is Corporal Trent Blackburne with the 17th rangers, August 7th 2507. I am floating into space on a severed vessel from the USG Ishimura, I was called to Ishimura for a distress call, we couldn't communicate with the vessel, but there was a reason for the emergency beacon. Me and a 3 man squad were sent to investigate the situation. The crew were mutated monsters of some sort, they were EXTREMELY HOSTILE AND EXTREMELY DANGEROUS. I survived by severing the limbs of the creatures with various mining tools that were scattered around the planet cracking mining vessel. I found that plasma cutters and rock saws worked the best. I sabotaged the coolant modules to overheat the the central power reactor so that it would completely destroy the vessel and anything within it. There were heavy soldier casualties, including the search and rescue team and the master engineer sent to deal with the communications failure, Isaac Clarke. All of the said men were killed by the same monster, a large spider like creature formed from the bodies of dead crew. If anyone gets this recording, then please stay away from planet Aegis VII at ALL COSTS. I believe there are some surviving necromorphs there. Again, this was Corporal Trent Blackburne from the 17th Ranger Division, and I have seen hell itself."

I sent one copy of the log into space, and the other one I kept with me. This was gonna be a long ship ride.

There, you wanted to hear my whole story, and there it is, from the beginning to where we are now.

The morose look on their nothing but blank faces told me that they understood my adversity. I had to rest my eyes for a moment, I needed to think of my next course of action on this world that had seemingly no use for me. I had my thought process interrupted by a warm presence caressing both of my arms. I opened my eyes to see 2 furry masses holding my arms in a death grip, one blue, one purple. I tried to shake them off but they wouldn't budge. I finally broke my hard outer shell and gave into the loving embrace, they reduced me down to a mere puddle. That was the first compassionate hug I have had in a long time.

They broke the embrace about 20 seconds later, looking at me with sorrowful eyes. It was Twilight who broke the silence.

"I-...I'm...I'm sorry...about everything...I would be honored in the presence of a stallion, who possessed half of the bravery and courage you carry..." She spoke in a calm tone, tears in her eyes.

"Yeah, me too..." Rainbow said sheepishly as she rubbed the back of her head, never making real eye contact. I could tell she wasn't one for emotional situations.

I was speechless, there were no word to describe the feelings that I was experiencing at that moment. I have never had such compassion showed to me. My face expressed an even mixture of sorry and joy, I was so grateful of their understanding of my remorse, yet it was the first time I noticed that I have never really felt loved before, maybe that's why I loved Isaac so much, and that's why it hurt so bad to see him leave.

"Now lets go, we need to introduce you to the rest of our friends..."

With that, we left the castle, back on the road to ponyville.