Inbound

by Smexy and Boss Inc

Chapter 3: Reaction

Julian slowly began to wake up, groaning loudly and blinking to clear his vision. He heard hushed voices as he came too along with the sound of highheels against tile. As his vision cleared, he found his helmet and suit still on, the creatures must not have known how to take the flight suit off. He began to reach a hand up to take off his helmet, only to find his arms bound to whatever he was laying on.

This got his heart pumping blood faster and shot his head up, seeing his arms and legs strapped to the bed he was on. He began to tug on the restraints, testing to see if they were cheaply made. Unfortunately, they seemed to be doing their job rather well. His mind was shifting from calm and collected escape planning to straight panic and terror. He began to tug and thrash about in his restraints, causing quite the ruckus to echo throughout the room.

The door opened and someone wearing a hazmat suit entered, their face was hidden by the polarized visor they wore but it was easy to tell that it wasn’t human. It only had four fingers rather than five, it sorely lacked feet. In its hand was a large needle, loaded with a large amount of clear liquid. The appearance of the creature only made him began to thrash around more.

“Y-You stay the fuck away from me, you freak!” Julian shouted in terror as he tugged at his bonds. The creature didn’t speak, it simply got closer to him with the needle, when it was beside him it tapped the end of the needle and pushed whatever air bubbles had formed in the syringe out. Finally, with much force and tenacity, the restraint on Julian’s right arm broke. The creature in the hazmat suit flinched as the restraint broke. As the creature reacted, Julian grabbed the syringe from it’s grip and jammed it into the creature’s chest, pushing down on the plunger.

There was a good five seconds before the creature fell to the floor with a light thump. After a moment of listening to his own heavy breathing, Julian looked over his other restraints and began to undo them. It didn’t take long for him to be free of his bonds, seeing as they were locked by a buckle, and he stood up to take in his situation. Giving himself a quick check over and finding all of his equipment removed, he looked to the creature that was passed out on the floor and began to search its body for any idea of where he was.

He didn’t find much other than a name tag in some strange language and a small notice, again in the same strange language. Giving a disgruntled groan, he walked to the door. Stopping at the door, his hand hovering over the doorknob, he glanced up at the door. Knowing they would not be stupid enough to leave him unguarded, he looked back at his bed, seeing several pieces of monitoring equipment left unused.

~#~

“You see the teets on that female one?” asked one of the guards standing by the door. The other shook his head and looked to his companion.

“Not really, all I saw was a bunch of armor and bandages.” he muttered, glancing back at the door to the creature.

“Well I saw ‘em, they were HUGE!”

“And you are not worried about what they can do?” The other guard asked, raising an eyebrow at him. “What if those are like... Egg sacks like spiders have?” Before the other guard could answer there was a crash behind the door. Both of the guards stepped away from the door, drawing the swords from their sides. The other guard turned to the first and nodded towards the door. “You go in.”

“You’re a bucking pussy.” The first guard muttered, he placed his hazmat helmet on before opening the door and leaning in. “Doc? Y’allright?” There was no response, the guard stepped in further. “Doc?” Seconds later something heavy slammed into his head and he fell to the floor. “H-HELP!” He called out. Another impact knocked him unconscious, the other guard rushed in and was clotheslined by a IV hanger. Before he even hit the ground he was punched in the head and also incapacitated. Julian peeked his head out of the room before walking out. He shut the door behind him quietly before starting down the hallway.

After a few minutes of jogging aimlessly down the halls, he stopped at a corner as he heard several voices speaking. “Well, we got her stabilized. She seems to have suffered several broken ribs, both of her lungs were punctured, her leg is shattered in four places, and she has a severe concussion. It’s a wonder that she’s alive, or even breathing on her own for that matter.” A somewhat deep male voice stated. “Whatever species she is, her kind is very resilient.”

“The armor you removed, does it give any clue as to what her name is? What her species is called?” A regal female voice asked in reply.

“No, the female has yet to speak a word or respond to any of us. We have ascertained that her species is remarkably close to our, with obvious differences of course, and this has made it much easier to keep her stable. We have been having trouble with the other one though. Every time it wakes up, it attempts to escape.” The male voice stated again. Julian peeked his head around the corner, his HUD zooming in on two figures. They looked remarkably like one of the two he saw at the crash site. The creatures looked like someone had slapped a human and a pony together and then threw in some food coloring.

‘Probably a failed experiment by the FDC...’ he thought to himself. He looked over the two once more. One was taller than the other, being a deep blue and a mane(Hair?) that looked like someone put the galaxy into its shampoo. It wore a dress that resembled royal wear and had a horn poking out from its head, along with a set of large wings on Its back.

The horn and wings threw Julian off for a moment before he glanced at the other one. It was wearing a doctor’s coat and was chocolate brown with a black mane, a horn poking from it’s head. It was at least six inches smaller than the blue one.

“Very well, inform me if you should learn anything else.” The deep blue one said before turning towards Julians position and walking. He began to slightly panic as he looked for a place to hide. Only finding banners and pillars to hide behind, he quickly scurried behind a pillar and pressed his back against it, hoping the creature would simply pass.

He heard the clicking come towards him, stopping only a moment before continuing down the hall. He peeked out and saw the blue one turn a corner, letting him slip out of hiding and go towards the brown unicorn-man-thing. He saw it walking in the opposite direction, carrying a clipboard and looking over it. Not taking anymore chances, he rushed up and wrapped an arm around the pony-human-doctor neck, he felt him begin to struggle.

“Calm down, or I’m gonna break that horn off your head...” Julian growled out. The doctor stopped resisting and somewhat whimpered as he felt Julian push him forward. “Listen closely, doc. I am not in the mood for anymore shit, so just take me to Sarge’s room and you won’t be hurt... Much.”

The doctor shakily raised a hand and pointed down the hall. “Sh-She is in there! R-Room 203!” He stuttered out. Julian nodded before reeling his hand back and delivering a hard punch to the back of the doctor’s head, knocking him out. He picked him up before hiding his body behind a pillar and walking down the halls, glancing at the plaques on each door.

When he finally arrived at the room, he looked down the halls before stepping back and kicking the door at the handle. Sending several splinters inside the room, the door slammed into the wall as it swung open and startling the nurses inside of the room. As Julian stepped inside, he found the Sergeant laying on the bed, covered in several bandages and casts. He walked towards the bed, the nurses backing away, none of them spoke a word. He only paused a moment to glare at the creatures and to shake the sergeant, only getting mumbles and incoherent words.

Julian grunted in annoyance before he began to pick her up. Before he could a Nurse stepped forward and nearly shouted. “Wait! You shouldn’t do that, you could worsen her condition!”

His head snapped up, his eyes glaring at her from behind his helmet, and looked down at the sergeant. He raised up from the bed, keeping his glare on the nurse and walked around the bed. The nurses backpedaled into each other as got closer. He stopped only a few feet from them before he grabbed the IV bag off of its stand and hooked it to his left shoulder plate. He turned back to the Sergeant before picking her up, his arms under her legs and holding her back.

He gave the nurses one final glare, even if they couldn’t see his face, they knew what he was doing, and walked out of the room. As he entered the halls he began to jog and look for any exit he could find. ‘I need to get to my ship, get my radio working, and call for help.’ he planned as he looked at door after door. He couldn’t read the odd script on the doors and above hallways. He stopped for a moment to glance down at the sergeant, seeing her breathing and listen to his own heavy breathing.

He was about to begin to walking once more the sound of a blaring siren filled the sound of the halls. “Aaaaah shit...” At this point Julian was sprinting down the halls trying to find an exit point as he heard a stampede of hazmat suited guards running towards his location. He continued to turn corners and sprint through hallways until he found two massive doors. He stopped only to catch his breath before he pushed the doors open with his foot and lumbered outside. He stopped as the light blinded him, closing his eyes tightly. The sound of metal boots against tile floor made his eyes snap open and see a platoon of guards all holding spears, bows, swords, and crossbows at him. At the front of the group was the blue creature from before and the Purple one from the crash site.

“Halt!” The blue one said in an authoritative voice. “Give the other to the medical ponies and get on the ground.” Julian panted for a moment, his eyes surfing over the collection of soldiers. There were no easy escapes aside from darting through them, and that was just as bad an idea. Going back inside was out of the question as well, seeing as they could just corner him easily with their knowledge of the building’s interior. He took in a deep breath before speaking.

“And if I don’t?” He asked, his voice raspy and his throat dry.

“Then we will have no choice but to neutralize you.” Was the stern reply, the blue one’s horn began to glow as did the purple one’s. “Put her down and surrender. You’re only hurting her more by doing this.” Julian’s vision snapped from the creatures to the Sergeant several times, debating if letting them have her was going to kill her or actually help.

“You have our word as Princesses, no harm will come to either of you.” The purple one said in a calm voice, though she seemed to shake a bit. Julian looked to the ‘Princesses’, his vision never leaving them for a second. After a moment, he let out a deep sigh and stepped forward.

Reluctantly he put the Sergeant down, along with her IV, onto the ground before stepping back so the other creatures in nurse outfits could attend to her. The Princesses stepped forwards with two guards at their sides.

“Come back inside, strange one. We will talk.” The blue one said in a soothing voice, Julian cast a final look at the Sergeant before nodding and being escorted inside.

~#~

Julian sat in the infirmary room where they had placed the Sergeant, his hands cuffed as well as his feet to keep him from doing anything ‘Drastic’, suggested by the blue princess who had found his handiwork. He was silent as he looked over the Sergeant, only to have his attention brought to his right where the Purple Princess was. The purple one shifted in her seat a moment as his gaze stopped at her before she pulled out a parchment and quill.

“Lets start with something simple.” She said, trying to sound serious. “What’s your name.”

“Captain Julian Schafer, pilot to the Razor Hawk-2.” He stated flatly, shifting in the chair to get comfortable. The purple one quickly wrote down his words onto the parchment before looking at him once more.

“Who is she?” The princess pointed to the Sergeant. Julian only glanced over to his sister in arms laying unconscious. He turned back to the purple one, shrugging.

“I have no idea.” The princess raised an eyebrow. “I was delivering her, along with twenty-nine other soldiers, to their designated drop zone. My ship was hit, and I crashed. When I came to, she was injured and I wasn’t. It is my duty as a soldier to keep my fellow soldiers alive. The FDC has a tendency to... Abuse their female POWs...” The purple one sat for a moment before realization dawned on her face.

“Well… Wow I don’t even know how to respond to that.” She said, looking at Julian and then the Sergeant. “Okay, who is the FDC?” Julian blinked behind his mask, leaning forward slightly.

“You don’t know who they are?” He asked before shaking his head. “Well, that puts my mind to ease... Somewhat.” He shook his head before looking back at her. “The FDC is the Federal Dictatorial Council.” His tone began to shift over to anger and hatred as he spoke. “They are a tyrannical society that has bastardized the world with their hideous experiments, unlawful ruling, and horrific desolation of innocent lives and soldiers. They only want to turn the world into a cesspool of destruction and don’t care who they have to kill in order to do it! That is who the FDC are.” As he finished his rant, he leaned back in his chair and looked back at the sergeant.

The princess stared at him with wide eyes and a hanging mouth. “That’s… That’s terrible! Why don’t your princesses do anything about it?!” Julian chuckled lightly before holding up a finger.

“First off, we don’t have Princesses.” He held up a second. “Second, we are doing something about it. We are sending everyone of those bastards straight to hell! One bullet at a time...”

“You’re in a war with the FDC? How long has it been going on?”

“Almost fifteen years.” Julian stated grimly. The princess wrote the information down, her face taking on a look of somberness.

“Last two questions. What is your vehicle called, and can it be repaired?”

“The Vehicle is a M-6 Heavy Transport Cargo Ship Combat Variant. And if I can get a look at the damages, possibly.” Julian said, nodding. “What is your last question?”

“What is your species called?”

“We are called humans.... Is that all you wish to know?” Julian asked. Receiving a nod from her, he leaned forward once more before stating. “Now it’s my turn to ask. Where the hell are we?”