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Well, I wrote this like an year ago on Word, and I just decided to post it somewhere(here). It's just a short story I made which is supposed to take place around the same time HL1 begins. It's pretty crappy, all around, and VERY badly written, but heck, I'll just post for the hell of it anyway...here goes(UGH, jsut reading how crappy it is, I'm scared posting it will stain my inexistent reputation):
Half-Life: The Terror Continues
Dick Jackson was a scientist working in the New Grounds Research Facility, a hidden research facility in the undergrounds of New Mexico. Dick awoke in his dormitory and saw his best friend from the base, Jim Olsen, groggy, sitting in his bed.
“Big day today, Jim!” said Dick. “Mr. Duffries wanted us both in the test lab. It’s a secret test that only a select few can know about.”
They left the dorm and took the elevator to the next floor. On the edge, there was a tram stop. New Grounds was very big and there were trams near the dorms that would take the workers to their respective areas of work. They hopped on the tram and went to Sector X, where all the confidential stuff happened. Upon arriving, they saw two guards, in their black uniforms, black bullet proof vests, black caps, and sub-machine guns. They let Dick and Jim in. There were 10 or so scientists standing there, in between them George Frankley, Dick’s idol and role-model for a scientist, and in front of them was Dr. Duffries.
“Attention! Attention!” said Duffries. “We received contact from our state neighbor and associate research facility, the Black Mesa Research Facility, and they said they had just recently started researching teleportation. They told us a little something about it and now, we too are researching it. We informed some of the leaders of the science teams with high clearance, and they are running some tests elsewhere in the base. So, we selected the most trusting, discretionary, experienced and skillful scientists to assist with our first teleportation tests over here in Sector X. We have started a machine and opened a small portal, now we are trying to enhance it and soon we will start opening another portal to a nearby room and we will connect the portals so we can…” Suddenly, the portal grew bigger and many horrendous creatures started coming out of it.
Amidst the shouts, one of the scientists yelled:
“The machines are malfunctioning! “
And suddenly many portals opened and more of the creatures started appearing. As they came out, one of them started slashing Frankley to bits. Everyone started to scream even louder. The “things” started attacking the scientists. The two guards at the door entered and started shooting. One of the things started charging up a green ray and was facing Dick. He jumped out of the way and the ray hit a control panel. The explosion sent him flying against the wall and he fainted. When he woke up, he saw a slaughterhouse that used to be a test lab. Debris was everywhere. None of those things were there. Duffries was sitting against the wall, bleeding badly. He said:
“It all went wrong. We accidentally opened many portals to a planet named Xen which was under research by the Black Mesa. Now the lab is infested. Please contact them as soon as you can, anyway possible! We need help and we won’t be finding any in the deserts of New Mexico! Black Mesa can do something about it. Please…”
He then died. Dick turned and saw Jim dead, in two pieces. He started to sweat and got nervous and sad. As he left the test lab, he saw one of the security guards, he was black, tall and had a well-developed build. The other guard lay dead by the alive guard. He said:
“I tried to help him, but the injuries were too serious.” “Listen, we are among the few survivors. These alien freaks are teleporting in the whole base. In order to get out, we might as well work as a team to reach the surface and who knows, maybe we can contact Black Mesa or somehow send them a signal?” ”With my sub-machinegun, I won’t be needing these, you can have them, by the way, my name is Jay Reed” He handed Dick a pair of .38s and Dick said:
“Nice to meet you. I’m Dick Jackson.”
They went down the wrecked, yet empty hallway, always very cautious, guns in hands. Jay taught Dick how to man a handgun and Dick was a fast learner. They opened an electronically locked door with Jay’s code and got some supplies, ammunition, basically, but Jay also got a first aid kit and put a bandage around his arm, that was cut open by one of the aliens. After leaving the supplies room, they heard a teleporting sound and as they turned, they saw the shocker. Dick shot it in the chest and it staggered backwards and started charging the green ray. Dick pumped three bullets into the thing’s chest and it fell down, dead, a sickening green blood coming out of his bullet holes. They went on and found a boarded up passage. Jay shouted:
“Hey! Is anyone there! We are survivors!”
After a few moments, an old scientist walked over and pried the boards off with a crowbar. He said:
“Greetings, I’m doctor Wooding.” They went down a hall and on the end of it, there was an open path and a locked door. There were many scientists there, some of them sitting in the corners, some of them walking around nervously. There was one security guard, but he lay against the wall, wounded quite badly. Wooding said:
“We would love to leave this stuffy hall, but the door we need to go through is locked from the inside, and there’s no other way out. We could take the vent to go there, but I heard some noises coming from inside and we’re all too scared to go. Jay said:
“Ok, I’ll go.”
Wooding said:
“Thank you, when you reach the room, please unlock the door so we can get out of this place. Here, you’ll need this to smash the vent’s grating.”
He handed Jay his crowbar.
“Thanks”
“No problem. Actually, there is a problem, but it’s not that. There is an electric power source in that path, but it’s gone malfunctional and is sending electrical discharges, and I’m afraid some of us might be killed by those discharges if you take too long to reach the room, so we need to somehow shut that power off, but if we get in there, not only might we be killed by some aliens in there or the electric discharges will kill us.”
But Dick said, after hesitating a little:
“I can do that”
Jay bashed the vent open, and crawled into the duct, while Dick loaded his gun and walked through the electric room . There were many cables on the floor, he found a shocker in the hall leading to the main generator and killed it with a shot in it’s big single red eye. He moved on to the main generator chamber. There used to be a door leading to it, but it had been smashed open. He entered and saw a huge generator firing electrical discharges in random directions occasionally. He was about to push a lever controlling the power of the generator, when suddenly a discharge, not belonging to the generator, it was green, like the kind of discharge a shocker causes. The discharge blew off the lever. He turned around and saw 3 shockers. The quickly shot one twice in it’s eye, killing it. He then ran to the other side and shot another one in the back 4 times, killing it as well. But when he turned around, he found himself face to face with the remaining shocker. He got nervous and fired a series of shots, missing them all. It started to charge it’s ray. He pointed at it’s head and pulled the trigger. *click*. His clip was empty. Then, he heard a rumbling sound coming form the generator. Just as the shocker was about to fry Dick, he jumped out of the way and the generator released an electrical discharge directly at the shocker’s slim torso, causing it to electrocute to death. Dick then quickly reloaded the gun and pumped 5 bullets into the generator. It suddenly stopped making noises and releasing electrical discharges. He sighed in relief and headed back. But, when he was crossing the hall leading back to the area the scientists were at, a small part of the ceiling came crumbling down, along two small, crab-like monsters. He instinctively pulled the trigger and fired 2 bullets into one of them, killing it. The other one jumped for his head, and he quickly evaded it. As the crab turned around, Dick shot it twice and it died. Dick reloaded his gun and proceeded back to the corridor where Wooding and the others were. As he came back, he said: “Problem solved”, and all the scientists sighed and started talking to each other, relieved. Suddenly, another one of those crab things teleported into the hallway. Dick attempted to shoot it, but missed, because the crab jumped at one of the scientists’ head just as he shot. The crab lodged itself onto the scientist’s head and he fell back to the ground. The wounded guard pulled out his gun, but Wooding halted him, saying: “No! Hold your fire! You might hit Johnson!” obviously referring to the downed scientist. They all moved away from Johnson and the crab, and formed a circle around him. Wooding asked for 2 of the scientists to go get a gurney so they could attempt to try and save Johnson. After about half-an-hour, Johnson had mutated into something completely grotesque, and finally arose, the crab still embedded into his head, now his hands were vicious claws, and his torso filled with green balls, blood, and a mouth on his chest. Everyone backed away. Johnson then ripped off one of the fellow scientists’ face off and started to eat him with his chest. Dick and the guard opened fire on what used to be Johnson and after a few placed shots, he fell down, this time dead for good. Meanwhile, Jay crawled through the vents. He moved on and on and suddenly he popped into one of the headcrabs. He quickly bashed it with his crowbar, crushing it to death. After crawling some more, Jay found a way out of the duct. He bashed through the grille and jumped out into a big control room. He found just what he had been looking for…a radio on one of the control panels. He used it to contact Black Mesa. For a moment, there was just static, suddenly, someone answered, yelling nervously: “Who’s there?!!” Jay replied, “I’m a security guard from the New Grounds Research Facility! Listen, an accident occurred, and we accidentally opened a portal to the planet Xen, and the aliens from there are teleporting into here and killing everyone! We desperately need Black Mesa’s help” The man on the other line said “Geez, what a ****ing coincidence!! The same thing happened here! I’m all alone here in this section of Black Mesa! Everyone’s dead and this place is crawling with those extraterrestrial freaks! We can’t send any help!! There’s hardly anyone alive here! We’re as screwed as you! Oh shit! No!! Get away from me!! AAAAGGGHHHH!!!”, and then there was static. It seemed as if Black Mesa was equally screwed.
Continued, of course....
Half-Life: The Terror Continues
Dick Jackson was a scientist working in the New Grounds Research Facility, a hidden research facility in the undergrounds of New Mexico. Dick awoke in his dormitory and saw his best friend from the base, Jim Olsen, groggy, sitting in his bed.
“Big day today, Jim!” said Dick. “Mr. Duffries wanted us both in the test lab. It’s a secret test that only a select few can know about.”
They left the dorm and took the elevator to the next floor. On the edge, there was a tram stop. New Grounds was very big and there were trams near the dorms that would take the workers to their respective areas of work. They hopped on the tram and went to Sector X, where all the confidential stuff happened. Upon arriving, they saw two guards, in their black uniforms, black bullet proof vests, black caps, and sub-machine guns. They let Dick and Jim in. There were 10 or so scientists standing there, in between them George Frankley, Dick’s idol and role-model for a scientist, and in front of them was Dr. Duffries.
“Attention! Attention!” said Duffries. “We received contact from our state neighbor and associate research facility, the Black Mesa Research Facility, and they said they had just recently started researching teleportation. They told us a little something about it and now, we too are researching it. We informed some of the leaders of the science teams with high clearance, and they are running some tests elsewhere in the base. So, we selected the most trusting, discretionary, experienced and skillful scientists to assist with our first teleportation tests over here in Sector X. We have started a machine and opened a small portal, now we are trying to enhance it and soon we will start opening another portal to a nearby room and we will connect the portals so we can…” Suddenly, the portal grew bigger and many horrendous creatures started coming out of it.
Amidst the shouts, one of the scientists yelled:
“The machines are malfunctioning! “
And suddenly many portals opened and more of the creatures started appearing. As they came out, one of them started slashing Frankley to bits. Everyone started to scream even louder. The “things” started attacking the scientists. The two guards at the door entered and started shooting. One of the things started charging up a green ray and was facing Dick. He jumped out of the way and the ray hit a control panel. The explosion sent him flying against the wall and he fainted. When he woke up, he saw a slaughterhouse that used to be a test lab. Debris was everywhere. None of those things were there. Duffries was sitting against the wall, bleeding badly. He said:
“It all went wrong. We accidentally opened many portals to a planet named Xen which was under research by the Black Mesa. Now the lab is infested. Please contact them as soon as you can, anyway possible! We need help and we won’t be finding any in the deserts of New Mexico! Black Mesa can do something about it. Please…”
He then died. Dick turned and saw Jim dead, in two pieces. He started to sweat and got nervous and sad. As he left the test lab, he saw one of the security guards, he was black, tall and had a well-developed build. The other guard lay dead by the alive guard. He said:
“I tried to help him, but the injuries were too serious.” “Listen, we are among the few survivors. These alien freaks are teleporting in the whole base. In order to get out, we might as well work as a team to reach the surface and who knows, maybe we can contact Black Mesa or somehow send them a signal?” ”With my sub-machinegun, I won’t be needing these, you can have them, by the way, my name is Jay Reed” He handed Dick a pair of .38s and Dick said:
“Nice to meet you. I’m Dick Jackson.”
They went down the wrecked, yet empty hallway, always very cautious, guns in hands. Jay taught Dick how to man a handgun and Dick was a fast learner. They opened an electronically locked door with Jay’s code and got some supplies, ammunition, basically, but Jay also got a first aid kit and put a bandage around his arm, that was cut open by one of the aliens. After leaving the supplies room, they heard a teleporting sound and as they turned, they saw the shocker. Dick shot it in the chest and it staggered backwards and started charging the green ray. Dick pumped three bullets into the thing’s chest and it fell down, dead, a sickening green blood coming out of his bullet holes. They went on and found a boarded up passage. Jay shouted:
“Hey! Is anyone there! We are survivors!”
After a few moments, an old scientist walked over and pried the boards off with a crowbar. He said:
“Greetings, I’m doctor Wooding.” They went down a hall and on the end of it, there was an open path and a locked door. There were many scientists there, some of them sitting in the corners, some of them walking around nervously. There was one security guard, but he lay against the wall, wounded quite badly. Wooding said:
“We would love to leave this stuffy hall, but the door we need to go through is locked from the inside, and there’s no other way out. We could take the vent to go there, but I heard some noises coming from inside and we’re all too scared to go. Jay said:
“Ok, I’ll go.”
Wooding said:
“Thank you, when you reach the room, please unlock the door so we can get out of this place. Here, you’ll need this to smash the vent’s grating.”
He handed Jay his crowbar.
“Thanks”
“No problem. Actually, there is a problem, but it’s not that. There is an electric power source in that path, but it’s gone malfunctional and is sending electrical discharges, and I’m afraid some of us might be killed by those discharges if you take too long to reach the room, so we need to somehow shut that power off, but if we get in there, not only might we be killed by some aliens in there or the electric discharges will kill us.”
But Dick said, after hesitating a little:
“I can do that”
Jay bashed the vent open, and crawled into the duct, while Dick loaded his gun and walked through the electric room . There were many cables on the floor, he found a shocker in the hall leading to the main generator and killed it with a shot in it’s big single red eye. He moved on to the main generator chamber. There used to be a door leading to it, but it had been smashed open. He entered and saw a huge generator firing electrical discharges in random directions occasionally. He was about to push a lever controlling the power of the generator, when suddenly a discharge, not belonging to the generator, it was green, like the kind of discharge a shocker causes. The discharge blew off the lever. He turned around and saw 3 shockers. The quickly shot one twice in it’s eye, killing it. He then ran to the other side and shot another one in the back 4 times, killing it as well. But when he turned around, he found himself face to face with the remaining shocker. He got nervous and fired a series of shots, missing them all. It started to charge it’s ray. He pointed at it’s head and pulled the trigger. *click*. His clip was empty. Then, he heard a rumbling sound coming form the generator. Just as the shocker was about to fry Dick, he jumped out of the way and the generator released an electrical discharge directly at the shocker’s slim torso, causing it to electrocute to death. Dick then quickly reloaded the gun and pumped 5 bullets into the generator. It suddenly stopped making noises and releasing electrical discharges. He sighed in relief and headed back. But, when he was crossing the hall leading back to the area the scientists were at, a small part of the ceiling came crumbling down, along two small, crab-like monsters. He instinctively pulled the trigger and fired 2 bullets into one of them, killing it. The other one jumped for his head, and he quickly evaded it. As the crab turned around, Dick shot it twice and it died. Dick reloaded his gun and proceeded back to the corridor where Wooding and the others were. As he came back, he said: “Problem solved”, and all the scientists sighed and started talking to each other, relieved. Suddenly, another one of those crab things teleported into the hallway. Dick attempted to shoot it, but missed, because the crab jumped at one of the scientists’ head just as he shot. The crab lodged itself onto the scientist’s head and he fell back to the ground. The wounded guard pulled out his gun, but Wooding halted him, saying: “No! Hold your fire! You might hit Johnson!” obviously referring to the downed scientist. They all moved away from Johnson and the crab, and formed a circle around him. Wooding asked for 2 of the scientists to go get a gurney so they could attempt to try and save Johnson. After about half-an-hour, Johnson had mutated into something completely grotesque, and finally arose, the crab still embedded into his head, now his hands were vicious claws, and his torso filled with green balls, blood, and a mouth on his chest. Everyone backed away. Johnson then ripped off one of the fellow scientists’ face off and started to eat him with his chest. Dick and the guard opened fire on what used to be Johnson and after a few placed shots, he fell down, this time dead for good. Meanwhile, Jay crawled through the vents. He moved on and on and suddenly he popped into one of the headcrabs. He quickly bashed it with his crowbar, crushing it to death. After crawling some more, Jay found a way out of the duct. He bashed through the grille and jumped out into a big control room. He found just what he had been looking for…a radio on one of the control panels. He used it to contact Black Mesa. For a moment, there was just static, suddenly, someone answered, yelling nervously: “Who’s there?!!” Jay replied, “I’m a security guard from the New Grounds Research Facility! Listen, an accident occurred, and we accidentally opened a portal to the planet Xen, and the aliens from there are teleporting into here and killing everyone! We desperately need Black Mesa’s help” The man on the other line said “Geez, what a ****ing coincidence!! The same thing happened here! I’m all alone here in this section of Black Mesa! Everyone’s dead and this place is crawling with those extraterrestrial freaks! We can’t send any help!! There’s hardly anyone alive here! We’re as screwed as you! Oh shit! No!! Get away from me!! AAAAGGGHHHH!!!”, and then there was static. It seemed as if Black Mesa was equally screwed.
Continued, of course....