Fanfic: Rhulan vs The Thing (Horror Sci-fi)

    A great blue sigil appears upon the frozen land of barren stone and ice. Arising like a divinity from the archaic symbol is Rhulan, a faint blue glow about her body protecting her all too human physiology from the intense cold of this frigid place. Rhulan reaches into her cape pulling out a hexagonal communication device.

 

   “Miss Rhulan,” comes the voice of Hollia over the device, “is it safe?”

 

   Rhulan shakes her head remembering Jasma and Tyros’ reactions to their report over the giant mantis and then the small demon that attacked them the day before.

 

  “No,” says Rhulan, “the gate didn’t open into the right spot, I think this is Anarctica.”

 

   “Huh?” says Hollia.

 

  “The equivalent of the Frozen Land.”

 

   “Oh,” says Hollia, “are you alright?”

 

  “Yeah,” says Rhulan, “my Celestial Aura is protecting me, I don’t recommend anyone follow me…huh…”

 

   “What is it Miss Rhulan?”

 

   “Lights, I do believe there is human habitation here…and something else is tingling my senses.”

 

   “A demon?”

 

   “No…but it’s very alien, I am going to investigate.”

   

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   *Sckraaaa!*

 

   The dog’s flesh peels back, the skinless teeth filled abomination lashes out grabbing onto the human ripping into his flesh dragging him into the snow. Others nearby shoot at the thing, barely causing it to flinch as it clamps down. Unseen to any of these, standing invisible on the roof is Rhulan, however the faint glow of her Celestial Aura in the snow briefly draws the attention of another human as he runs out with a flamethrower. With a few bursts the dog like abomination releases the body and squirms off like some muscle tissue squid.

 

   “Quick!” yells one of the thick coated men, “before it gets away!”

 

   “Inferno Blast!”

 

   The voice of a woman (Rhulan) stops the people in their tracks, well the massive cone of white hot flame shooting down from somewhere above in the snow more so.

 

   The ice is melted, and the stone below is steaming. There is no sign of the thing. However like a ghost Rhulan appears before them.

 

   “Who…what are you?” asks the man in charge.

 

   “Really?” says Rhulan, “that old line?  Any who,”

 

   She forms a glowing red sphere in her hand, “Fire Sphere!”

 

   With a toss and a mighty *kaboom!* she blasts apart the mangled body.

 

   “Why would you do that?” asks one of the men.

 

   “The life form was in the meat infecting it.” she says, “I can sense it, speaking of which.”

 

   She turns to one of the men, “Combust.”

 

   This man standing near the back bursts into flames, his screams are far from human, and his body distorts, his neck stretching as if it could escape the flames.

 

    “My God,” says the only woman among the local humans.

 

   Rhulan looks around, “I don’t sense anymore of this life form around here. Well, that’s done. I suppose I’ve had my fun. This place is of no use to me. I suggest you leave as well…unless you made that thing in which case shoot yourselves.”

 

   She smiles and vanishes into thin air. She takes herself high into the atmosphere before opening the portal back to Aesperia.

 

   “What just happened?” asks the lead man in the snow.

 

   “Another alien?” suggests one of the men.

 

  “We may never know,” says the woman.

 

  “Yeah, we’ll just put that in our report,” says the man shaking his head.