[ WP ] You are in command of a central lunar base when something got inside .

The sirens were deafening as they reverberated round the International Lunar Base ( ILB ), the orange warning lights sweeping across concerned faces of workers in the hangar bay. The bay was huge and contained lunar Rovers and parts of space-shuttles and other general junk. On the north side of the bay was the Officers bridge, a raised platform that overlooked the bay. Second Officer Pascal got on the console located near the airlock and tried to hail central command. A face appeared on the small screen next to the keyboard and Second Officer Tom recognised this as Commander Briggs. The feed must have been frozen as the Commander was motionless with a strange expression on his face, that fell somewhere between shock and confusion. Pascal tried several times to establish an audio link but there was no reply and Pascal eventually gave up. 
 
 “ Fuck! 2 weeks in and already the base is falling apart! ”. The Frenchman kicked the console for good measure. 
 
 Chen, the Chinese First Officer who oversaw the Hangar bay stood up from her chair and put away her walkie talkie. 
 
 “ What ’ s up with the console Pascal? ” 
 
 “ Its dead, I can ’ t get through to Central Command. And this siren is giving me a mal de tête. ” 
 
 Chen turned to 2 junior officer and barked in something mandarin, after which the young officers entered the airlock. Chen turned to Pascal and Tom. 
 
 “ Tom use my walkie to get on to Engineering and get them to turn this siren off. ” Tom took it from Chen and starting barking into it. 
 
 “ Is that a good idea? Aren ’ t Sirens usually used to indicate something is caput? ” Pascal had somewhat calmed down and was working on the console again. He put the display on the main screen where there was a map of the entire ILB, which connected two deep craters, the hangar on the right and the main entrance on the left. The left entrance was red to indicate a breach, but the rest of the facility was green. 
 
 “ There! See? There ’ s a breech at the main entrance, that ’ s not good but it looks like it ’ s just the entrance module that ’ s been compromised. The base was modular like a spacecraft so that if a catastrophic event occurred in one of the modules, it would not affect the rest of the station. Tom returned and before he could say anything the sirens and lights turned off abruptly. 
 
 Pascal turned around; 
 
 “ The CC still won ’ t reply, I ’ m trying the Science station. ” Chen leant back in her chair, she was puzzled as to why CC wont hail, as the only fault on the system is the entrance module, something was not right. 
 
 “ Tom get combat officers to arm up, just as a precaution. “ 
 
 “ Is that really..? ” 
 
 Tom thought he was going to be melted by the intense stare of First Officer Chen and turned curtly to the group chatting in the middle of the hangar floor. 
 
 Pascal brought up an incoming transmission message he had received and put it on the large screen. 
 
 There was screams and shouting before any video could be seen, then suddenly someone ’ s face came into view. Chen recognised it instantly as her sister, Biyu. She had been crying and had blood splattered on her face and clothes. 
 
 “ Somethings here! ” she shrieked, her face was the embodiment of fear. Chen noticed how dark it was and seeing a gun next to her sister thought she must be stuck in a Gun cabinet. Thank God the Americans had led this project she thought. 
 
 There was a loud bang as someone, or something banged against the cabinet from the outside, Biyu shrieked again and a message with *Transmission ended* popped up as the screen froze. 
 
 Chen fell to her seat and gave herself a second, before standing up again, in control. “ Right, Combat specialists on me. ” She shouted down to the hangar. 
 
 The Specialists, donning matt black tactical suits and mp5 submachine guns climbed the steps to the platform and stood at attention, Chen took stock. There were 9 men and 3 women, all American. Whatever had attacked the base and her sister was in the science station which was east, next to the hangar. She ordered 2 to stay with the hangar group and headed to the east airlock with the specialists, Pascal and Tom. 
 
 After stepping through the airlock, the group walked down the short corridor that connected modules and entered the science station airlock. A few seconds later they found themselves in a bloodbath, the tang of iron hit Chen, catching the back of her throat. In front of them was several parts of a human being, but it could have been from several humans, it was hard to tell. 
 
 The building layout was much more claustrophobic than the hangar, 3 of the specialists with guns raised took point. They crossed into the next room, with the rest of the specialists surrounding the officers. Chen eagerly looked for a gun cabinet that may have her sister in, but there were none. As the group moved into the next room it opened into a central plaza, where several wings shot out in different directions. A reception area was painted red with someone ’ s blood, a head with lifeless eyes was the only thing visible this side of the desk. One of the specialists bent over and emptied their stomach on the floor, it did not help the smell of the room. 
 
 Suddenly a quiet and meek “ Hello? ” came from a cabinet on its side behind the desk. It was Biyu! After breaking off the lock with the butt of a gun the group pulled a battered Biyu from the cabinet and helped her to her feet. The sisters embraced as Biyu burst into tears 
 
 “ Is it still here? ” She said into Chens shoulder between sobs. 
 
 Chen ordered the specialist group to split into pairs and investigate each arm of the plaza to try and find the unidentified monster. Pascal was trained in first aid and used a wall mounted first aid kit to patch up the injured Biyu and as he did, Chen tried to question her sister. 
 
 “ What is it, did you see? ” 
 
 “ No I just locked myself in as soon as the screams started. ” 
 
 Pascal pocketed a pistol and some ammo from the cabinet, he had served in the French army for a few years and was well acquainted with guns. Tom on the other and was an academic from Cambridge and had never held a gun in his life. 
 
 Tom was startled as something in his peripherals caught his eye. Standing at the entrance of one of the arms, was a statue. Well it certainly looked like a statue with a chalky complexion, however the shape of this thing was strange indeed. The outline was like that of a lion, but the head and fangs were more reptilian. As he blinked something strange happened. It moved. 
 
 In the milliseconds that he had taken to blink, this thing had moved a metre forward. It hadn ’ t walked, it had looked like it had teleported in front of his very eyes. Another blink saw it move again, another metre. 
 
 “ Guys … ” 
 
 The group looked at Tom and then followed his gaze. 
 
 The Monster was close enough to see that it had blood dripping from its fangs, its eyes were blacker than black and unmoving. There was a burst of gunfire and a scream from one of the left wings which distracted the group which turned instinctively. A flash of white saw the beast appear and it had started to bite through the arm of Pascal who was now under the beast and whose arm was in its jaws. Pascal erupted in pain and tried to rip is arm out of its grip, succeeding in only making the arm break with a bone chilling *snap*. 
 
 Tom saw another flash of white and looked past the Frenchman and saw an identical creature just outside of one of the left arms. Chen and Biyu backed up to the wall with Tom as Pascal was whimpering as his arm was not budging from the monster ’ s jaw. He pulled out his gun with his free hand and fired 3 shots. Tom covered his eyes instinctively. As he opened them again Pascal had been dismembered, and one of the beasts was an inch from his face. A steady drop of blood hit Toms nose from the right fang of the beast, Tom held open his eyelids with his fingers trying to work out what to.
