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'Screw this,' he growls, slugging some whisky 'I'm going down to the VR suite, there's an upgrade on Virtual Evil Dead vs Friday the 13th, Edition -72 for X-box 0AX.'

Actually,' Tsunaron interjects, 'we did bring him on board, but our equipment shows that he is very, very dead.'

'Trust me kid, dead is never better. You think it's...' He hesitates, 'what do you mean on board, you mean here?'

'Like I said, he's dead.' Tsunaron assures.

'Well, if you don't mind I shall just be taking a short trip down to the escape pod...' Ash rises and backs out of the room, 'would love to stay and help but...' The door slides-

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open and he exits, not paying attention to his surroundings.

The blade falls and his new, perfect hand drops to the floor. Ash dives back in and presses the emergency lock.

'Looks like I'm staying after all,' he smiles as KM treats his wound.

'Brodski, Wells, Over.' Tsunaron calls.

'Brodski here,' a voice replies.

'We have a hostile on board, repeat, we have a hostile on board.'

'We are on it,' Brodski replies, 'dead or alive?'

Only Weyland wanted him alive, so I'm going with dead.'

'Seconded,' calls Ash, 'although that might be problematic with this fella!'

'Tracking him now, he is in the hold. I'm going in.'

'He's going in,' Vasquez mutters as she sits on the nano-bed, 'I feel safer already! '

'Wells, you read me?' Brodski asks from the depths of darkness.

'Read you loud and clear. I sense movement down by the loading bay entrance...

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conveniently located next to an object helically inclined about an axis.
Wells slips, blood underfoot, he follows the trail and finds the dismembered upper torso of a still living Hicks dragging itself across the floor. He roars a yell.
'I'm going in,' Vasquez insists.

Jason lowers himself from the pipes, drops softly behind Wells, and grips his head pressing on both sides.

Wells falls, the behemoth lifts him and drops him viciously onto the great screw, spinning his body in circles. His cries weaken until deathly silence befalls him.

'I'm in Sarge,' Vasquez whispers.
'Stay frosty, see if you can find Wells.'
Vasquez checks her surroundings, moves nimbly throughout the hold. A glint hits her eye and she sees Wells's body.
'Found him Sarge, he's screwed. I'm gonna smoke this f*cka!'
'I'm coming for you Vasqy!'

Jason maneuverers above a pulley, loosens the giant chain and hook, and watches as the hook tumbles towards the unexpecting Vasquez. It scopes up through her throat and jaw, & lifts her upwards on the swing of a visceral pendulum. The motion of Wells slows to a halt.

Brodski rounds a corner, his eyes narrow as they lock on to the elevated bodies of his allies. Hicks continues to crawl around the floor in an unnecessarily prolonged death scene.

Brodski pulls up his gun, checks his corners, and backs out of the hold. The doors close. He drops.

Jason unsheathes his machete (you know, the uber machete that smashed through the cryo-chamber) and thrusts it through the steel and Brodski's flesh.
'It'll take more than that to put this dog down,' Brodski quips. Another stab. 'That'll do it!'

Tsunaron and Ripley look at each other,
'His vital signs are low,' Ripley mutters, 'but they're still there. He's strong, let's get him, and have the nanobots do their job.'
She calls through to Masterchief, 'how close are we to Solaris?'
'Almost there, ETA five minutes.'

To be continued...