Looking around the corridor Tulgif gripped the gun he was wielding more tightly and slowly began to advance.
The creatures had taken everyone else, he had seen what remained after the Humans had finished with them, little sacks of entrails and gore, gray bones sticking up through it splintered at odd angles.
The air vent next to Tulgif belched, a sound that was normal enough for the ship but under the current circumstances nearly had the frightened man send a barrage of bullets into the vent. The Humans had been crawling around inside of the vents despite the low temperatures inside of them that would have killed Tulgif in minutes.
The Humans though, they seemed to like the vents more so than the rest of the ship!
The Humans could tear through the bulkheads with almost no effort, and so far for all of the effort of the crew Tulgif had only seen one of the fierce creatures be injured. A lucky bullet that got past its carapace and struck a limb joint.
Instead of collapsing to the ground and wailing in pain the Human had simply grunted and continued to march forward arms outstretched towards the nearest crew member ready to consume it.
Tulgif had run then, and he hadn’t seen anyone else since.
That had to have been three hours ago.
The systems of the ship were in emergency mode from the Human’s entrance, where they had rammed their ship into the frigate, puncturing the hull and insanely risking the dangers of vacuum simply walked onto the ship.
What was supposed to be the greatest warship of Tulgif’s race fell in under a day to them. Thousands dead, so many systems damaged that it would take months to repair everything, and to top it off he was the last one alive.
The bulkhead next to Tulgif exploded inwards, raising his weapon even as a clawed forelimb came from that darkness Tulgif managed to get three shots off all of them right in the creatures face.
The claw punctured his chest, and Tulgif collapsed for only a moment able to comprehend the arm in his chest before he died.
Gray looked at her arm for a moment, and shaking the icor off of it keyed her mic.
“I got the last one.”
“You sure?” asked control.
Gray rolled her eyes and still wiping off her armor responded.
“Sure I got it? Yes, sure it’s the last one? That’s your job.”
Control was silent for a moment.
“We’re not detecting any other alien life.”
“So, contract fulfilled?”
“I believe so. I’ll contact the client.”
“Sweet, twenty thousand credits right?” asked Gray as she switched the lights on her armor back on to begin the long trek back to the boarding pod.
“Twenty two. Blue was able to take the engineering section without damaging anything so we get that bonus.”
“Cool, still I wish some of these aliens would actually fight back. I thought this off planet mercenary gig was supposed to be hard.”
Control chuckled, “The boredom kills more often than the aliens. Still good money.”
Gray nodded, “Money is money.”