[h1]On a far away planet[/h1]
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The sky had dimmed a hazy green. The air was becoming hard to breathe as the Legion came. Huge pods hurtled down from the sky like meteors, exploding upon impact and creating huge spore clouds. Humans and aliens alike ran for their insignificant lives. Pod after pod being launched from the huge orbiting [url=http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dp6jdNMivy8/VaYKRra1uII/AAAAAAAAAh0/qNWx32t9xwA/s1600/7986431_orig.png]bio-ship[/url], barraging the doomed planet. Skin rotted away as if acid had been poured over the victim as their teeth morphed into fangs and bone ruptured into vicious spikes or armor. Any words spoken or begs of help were soon replaced with primal snarling and screeching. A survivor sprinted down the alleys. The young human woman had affixed a re-breather to her face and scavenged a pistol from an unfortunate policeman. She thrusted her shoulder into a door to force it open.

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The infected, the previous shop owner, turned his... it's head on a swivel and screamed, sprinting towards the woman. Instinctively, she raised her gun and squeezed the trigger. The plasma round whizzed through the air and split apart the skull in two. She couldn't hang around. She had to keep moving. The Legion knew and heard everything. If one infected saw or heard something, they all did. Such was the power of the Hive-Mind. A constant network of telepathic communication. A million voices and one singular voice working parallel to each other. 

The woman could hear the chittering and scuttling of a Skitterer Swarm now in pursuit. With every step the woman made, the swarm made up for five. One pounced onto her back. She managed to throw it off and blast it back to whatever fresh hell it came from, but by the time it took to turn the monster into little wet chunks, it was too late. They began to crawl up her legs and all around her. The swarm of skitterers were hungry. Many fangs sinked into her flesh in rapid succession. Her body was razed in a matter of minutes, leaving nothing but an already decaying skeleton with little flesh and cloth left.

On the street, a Brute overturned a car wreckage and stepped onto it before releasing a loud, guttural roar as this planet was now conquered by The Legion.