Stranded

Black dots danced around my vision. I raised my left arm in an attempt to shield myself from the incoming Demon closing in. I glanced back, the generator was rumbling to a halt; power is slowly dying. Darkness had already settled in. With the HUD of my visor the only thing illuminating my surroundings, I took a quick scan at the enemy in front; a hulking figure covered in shadow. Red eyes glared at me. I hefted my sword and charged, ignoring the dagger sticking out of my chest. My back was peppered with bullets too, some asshole shot me in the back so I tore his head off for the fun of it. Swinging my sword, the Demon took a step back. I swung the sword over my head and landed a decapitating blow at the enemy. With the last enemy down, I let out a sigh.

For once, peace finally greeted my surroundings and my senses. An axe had penetrated deep enough in my left thigh. A knife had bore its way in my ribcage and a broken spear had impaled my right shoulder joint. For some reason, I felt so good with these wounds in my body. The pain also brought me joy and comfort.

Yeah, it was weird when it came from the mouth of a Protectorate. We were supposed to be Angels to mortals, not masochists. I turned, facing the dark cave where the generator stood. No power, no electricity. The picture of a girl nailed on the wall of my temporary shelter had been stained in blood, making her image obscured in wet gore. I ignored it as I leaned beside the generator, pulled two strokes and it fired up again. The lights around me had flickered to life; lights that I stripped off from a destroyed dropship. I dropped beside a boulder and think. Heavy breathing filled my eardrums--that was me. Blood seeped out of my exposed organs. Slowly dying from my wounds, I began to think about my life. Hell, I can deal with death, but dealing with mental injuries you get from fighting these things? Man, that was crazy.

"Foxtrot-Alfa-Seven-Four-Seven," I called over the radio. "Can anybody here me?!" I yelled. A desperate call, indeed. But I guess nobody's gonna come to my aid.

I waited as my vision slowly dimmed, I know life is going to leave me soon. The generator's rumbling low again. Soon enough, it will also die, together with me.

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