Maglev
Trains Sectors A-F
Davis and a couple of assorted marines were the first of
many to get inside the facility and clear the ground level. So far the group
had advanced through several labs and hallways into a gigantic room with a
magnetic train rail.
They secured the room as best they could; most of the floor
was to one side and a deep, deep fall on the other. The rail ran directly in
the center of the room, exiting the wall to their left and entering the tunnel
in front of them.
As the marines began to spread out, the noticed that there
were no controls to operate the rail, as there were no covenant defenses
either. There was no exit to reach on foot; the only way to get out of the room
was behind them. Davis walked near
a marine close to the edge, and asked him what the next best action was.
“Well, we have no other choice but to sit here and wait for
the train to come. Meanwhile we keep an eye on this door until it does.” The
marine then ran back to the front of the door and stood there. The others
trained their eyes on the door from which they came; there was only silence in
the room.
No sooner than a few minuets go by, a rusty metal grinding
on metal sound is heard. Faint at first, then louder as it got closer. The
marines closest to the rails focused their attention back on the rail guns
readied to blast anything or any one within the train.
With a slow sluggish movement, the train slowly appeared
before the marines; Davis’s stomach
had butterflies thinking about what was inside. The train was covered in blood,
green, blue, and red, like a war time rainbow. As the trains glimmering lights
flickered inside, the train slowly stopped directly in front of Davis.
Davis was now in
panic, his mind was flashing with all nerve racking thoughts.
Shoot! Shoot the door Davis! It doesn’t take a rookie to shoot through
a door!
Davis’s finger
griped the trigger of his gun tightly, he slowly walked backwards not making a
sound.
The train now stopped did nothing, it was silent with its
blood covered shell and the low humming of the electricity rails. The marine Davis
talked to earlier motioned for them to move up, he was first, then Davis, and
then the other marines. The marine leaned against the side of the train, taking
his hand and wiping off the blood spilt on the door controls. Then before he
touched it, he leaned his head against the shell of the train as if he was
listening for movement. He then presumed to open the door tapping each button
with his index finger.
With a slow grinding sound the door slid open, introducing
many new smells to the marines. To Davis,
the odor was death, rotten decay and old bones now dust and grit. The marine
stepped in the train with a slow giant pace gun trained in the aisle. The low
splash sounds when the marine walked indicated there was of blood flooding the
aisle.
He motioned Davis to come in and the others to guard the
door, Davis looking back at the
safe haven with the other marines and then at the new death torrent train, he
gulped down his fear and entered the train in a slow walk. He then cringed as
he saw what lied on the floor.
Four bodies, all of them marine, lay on the floor completely
opened. The smell drove back Davis
even more than the sight. The marine saw his cringing look and shook his head,
That is a boy, no
marine, the foolish boy who probably joined this fight because he thought was
easy, as he soon shall see it aint that way. He thought to himself, picking
up a marine by the armpits then walking towards the door. Then he looked at Davis,
sitting on the first seat, first row of the train.
“Come one boy, get these men off the train and then find out
how to get this thing working.” The marine dragged to corpse slowly down the
trains’ steps, then on the floor of the room. Davis
could see the blood draining from the train as he slid the marine out, a river
of blood, fluid picture of death. Davis
did what he was told and grabbed two of the marines by the back of the neck.
Davis saw the
open cuts and bullet holes embedded in the marine’s suit and armor, getting
purely disgusted of the smell. He slowly kept moving, dragging the two to where
the other marine lay, and then felt his lunch come out to greet him. His puke
had gone over the side as Davis
then walked back away from it. The marines looked back to see what happened,
then comments arose from the silence.
“What the… Are those our
men?”
“I can’t believe it!”
“Ugh, what is that smell, god some one clean it up!” The
comments continued to sound as Davis
climbed back on the train and in the aisle. Davis
could see the last marine, hunched over on the last seat, like he fell asleep
and fell forward. Davis slowly
walked towards the marine examining the body. He then saw there were no bullet
hoes OR cuts anywhere on his body. He then tapped the body, and then slid his
feet back hearing the slow crunching sounds if the now dried blood.
The body fell over, and then got up again. Davis
heard a low moan echoing from the body; he gasped as the marine slowly turned
his head and gazed back at him. Davis
couldn’t believe that he was the only survivor of what seemed a massacre. There
Takato sat, last row, looking at Davis
through his cracked visor feeling pain all over his head. He then lifted his
hand to greet Davis, knowing that
he was okay. Davis grabbed his hand
feeling the cold and weak hand of Takato’s, and then pulling him up to his
feet.
Takato looked around the train then at Davis,
then at the train again. He shakily walked near the entrance of the train door,
examining all the blood of the floor. Looking back at Davis
talking in a weak and timid voice, he asked Davis
what happened.
“Takato, we found you here like this in the train, your
friends all were cut and bloody from some fight during the ride.” Davis
then grasped his shoulder pad, leading him to the entrance train door. Takato
couldn’t make sense of it, last he remembered, him and seven marines had taken
a train and an elevator on the ground level, three marines and him followed the
train. Weird things had happened while riding it, a strange gurgling was heard
in some spots, and then in the middle of a tunnel, every thing went black.
Takato shook his head and looked out at the marines standing
duty at the door. The marine looked back and saw another man was alive from the
vicious blood bath. He then pointed Davis
and Takato back up into the train.
“Stay there son, were coming in!” He then ran towards the
train, the blood soaked walls a blur, then a burning pain then seared his back.
He lost his balance while running and his head hit the side with a sudden deep
echo, then he didn’t move.
Davis and Takato now saw several covenants explode out the
doorway and attack his fellow marines. The blue tint of the covenant armor
mixed with the brown of the humans creating a blur of color. Screams had now
filled the room, screams Davis
feared. He stumbled back into the train and tripped over his own shoes. His gun
left his hands as it clattered against the wall and on the floor. As he fell he
hit the controls inside the train. Takato, already shooting clips, from his own
rifle, felt the train jerk underneath his feet making him trip over the sudden
force. His rifle flew out the window disappearing from his sight.
Davis soon arose
and saw the marines as train move from the station; a covenant took his gun and
heaves it down on a marines head. The marine first let go of his rifle and fell
to the floor. Takato slowly got up as well watching what was in front, a black
tunnel, void of any light seemed to be like a place of a horror story or a bad
dream. But this was reality.
Davis looked at
Takato as Takato returned the stare, Davis
couldn’t answer what he did next, and he kissed Takato right in the lips.
Takato jerking away at first from the contact, suddenly came back and also
returned the kiss.
“I don’t know why I did that…” Davis
sputtered then Takato hushed him, slowly tracing his finger down Davis’s
body. Davis took off Takato’s
helmet and began on his armor; he heard the armor get loose in his hands as he
dropped them to the floor. Takato began to unbuckled Davis’s
pants then gazing on to the bulge of his boxers. Davis
blushed as he then continued to take off Takato’s shirt. The cotton felt soft
in his hands but what really looked good was the bulge forming in Takato’s
pants. Takato removed his pants also showing his boxers. Davis started ripping
off his hard armor and his shirt while
Takato slid his plaid boxers down to his ankles, revealing Davis’s rock hard
prick about 7 inches.
Takato the slid his boxers revealing his prick that was
about 6 inches, and stiff as a tree trunk. Davis
then looked in Takato’s eyes the bent down to Tomatoes still stiff friend; he
examined it, looking from tip to shaft then opened up his mouth and took it all
in. Davis felt the warm stiffness
in his mouth and began to traipse his tongue all down the shaft and head. The
pleasure made Takato forget about all his pains and sufferings, even his
surroundings seemed like new and safe places. The pleasure was so good he
bucked his hips making his prick go deeper. The new found muscle massaging his
member was too much for him. He then removed his prick from Davis’s
gaping mouth and then motioned Davis
to stand up. As Davis stood Takato
resumed the position of what Davis
was in, instead of looking at the member standing in front of his face he
engulfed davis's prick to the base
of his shaft.
Davis moaned has
the pleasures grew within him he now ignored his fear of death and the slow
pace of the trains movement. He totally focused on Takato as he sucked on Davis’s
hard member. He moaned again as Takato sucked and massaged his member, the warm
wet feeling felt so relaxing that he wanted to get to the actual fun. He let
Takato suck his member as Davis
started to daydream about him and Veemon in the bathtub all the time. He was
suddenly jerked back to reality as he felt Takato’s mouth remove from his
prick.
Davis then
motioned Takato to bend over and grab his ankles, the blood and the smell didn’t/t
matter to them now…. With Takato’s ass just facing Davis’s
member, Davis traced his around Takato’s
entrance lubricating him.
Then with a tremendous thrust, Davis
shoved his member deep into Takato feeling Takato’s tight warm entrance. He
moaned as he started to hump Takato like Veemon, Slow then fast. Takato felt
the pressure in his entrance and moaned in pleasure, like waves he was in so
much pleasure, he cummed all over his mouth and the bloody floor. Feeling his
of seed on his mouth, Takato lapped it up with his out stretched tongues
tasting the flavor. Both men moaned as Davis
continued humping his friend, feeling the climax of cum boring in his brain.
Davis now is at full speed, taking Takato’s ass and pulling
his member out that impaling it back in. The warmth now was unbearable as Davis
continued his treatment, then he moaned as he let the full force of his climax
enter Takato’s entrance, covering his walls and the floor as well. As Davis
pulled out, he fell back on the seat, Takato soon followed wrapping his mouth
again around Davis’s member to
clean up all the cum he left behind.
As Takato soon finished cleaning, he slid back on his boxers
and pants, Davis mirrored his
movements. Then as they both finished putting on warm clothes, Davis
gave Takato his gun as Davis himself grabbed an alien weapon and armed himself.
The low hum of the train was all the sound that they heard as they watched the
train come to its next stop…
TO BE CONTINUED…..