Story [Resistance: Fall of Man] Abyss

{This is my first fanfiction on a game. The game is Resistance: Fall of Man. I don't know if any of you have heard of it, or even played it, but bascially all you need to know is the Chimera were once human, transformed by a hideous virus into killing machines. Hybrids are a name for a specific form of Chimera. Angels control the Chimera.


And here, we go!}

Abyss

?Break down the door!?

A small group of Chimera lay outside a small house in a small village outside of Cheshire. One particularly large brute knocked down the wooden door with a swift kick, sending splinters and debris across the threshold. Once the group stepped inside, they were filled with the familiar scent of smoke and blood. Immediately, the Chimeran group, which composed of six Hybrids and one Steelhead spread out.

The Hybrids ran up the shattered staircase into the hallway above, while the Steelhead waited below in the living area; his head swiveling about, looking for any form of danger whatsoever. His instincts told him to be alert. For some time an unknown adversary had been stalking them. While they were not told of his name, but they were advised that he was a dangerous foe, leaving a trail of dead Chimera wherever he went. While the Chimeran where heartless monsters, they at least practiced the exercise of self-preservation.

As the Hybrids quickly secured the perimeter, one strayed from the group. Something deep in his mind told him that this place was familiar. He whiffed the air. Yes, very familiar indeed. His mind didn?t tell him the fact that this was the house that he had once occupied. No, his mind couldn?t comprehend like that anymore. The Angles didn?t permit that. No, instead he acknowledged the fact that this room had once held an occupant. A very young occupant.

The Chimera walked over to the opposite side of the room. There in shambles lay a bed and a side table. A tattered blanket lay on the ground. The blanket was covered in blood. He looked out the window. Behind the rooftops of the smoking buildings lay a large tower that seemed to reach beyond the sky itself. Below him, on the sidewalk lay the burnt bodies of soldiers, soldiers that had once been his comrades, his friends. Now, they were nothing more but shadows to him. The hybrid focused his attention back to the room.

Something caught his attention. It was lying on the bed, surprisingly intact. He picked it up with his clawed hands. A part of him knew what this was; a part of him recognized this toy as a teddy bear. A part of his mind knew that he had given this to his daughter for her sixth birthday. A part of his mind remembered the days he had spent home with his family, seeing her run around the house with her toy in hand, and he had sat there on the couch with his wife and smiled. It was before the invasion. It was before the end of his once life as he knew it.

This part of his mind was lost, however, to the monstrosity it was now. It didn?t comprehend the childish trinket. It didn?t look at the toy with a humorous interest, or anything. To him, it was little more than a dim light in the fog that kept on growing fainter as soon as he stepped near it. Golden eyes looked into the large black ones. All he saw was endless space, endless black. He shared his gaze with the abyss.

The Hybrid had no time to react as he heard the shuffling from the stairs, the cries of his comrades, and the cracking of the door as a soldier stepped inside. The bullet spiraled its way through his skull out into the side of the wall. The beast fell to the ground, toy still in hand. The teddy bear lay to the side of him, covered now with the blood of the Hybrid.

The Hybrid was dying now, his vision slowly blurring, and pulling him into darkness. He looked at the toy and he saw the darkness of the eyes slowly fading. Now, all he saw was the eyes of his daughter. Her bright blue, beautiful eyes smiling back at him. And then he knew nothing more, but what only the abyss would give him.