Dead Space 2 parody
Matthew Wells
Three years ago: Matt shutting a electrical panel, “okay, it’s fixed. I’m not going on the O’bannon with you.” Kim putting her gear away, “why not? You’re a good engineer.” “It’s just that they haven’t told us where they’re going. It sends chills down my spine. Plus I got really sick the other day and the doctors say I’m unfit for flight.” “You should see a doctor about that. Could be serious.” “Not funny. But just because I’m not going doesn’t mean you shouldn’t. But just incase something bad happens I got you something. Also I’ve heard rumors that the Ishimura had some kind of trouble and the engineer team never reported back. Maybe you’re going to check on them?” “What is it? And your nuts, why would they send an entire ship just to baby-sit some engineers?” Matt taking a box out of his tool bag, “I got you a Plasma Cutter. Because if something bad does happen you need to have something to defend yourself with.” “You’re paranoid. But fine I’ll go. But only because you want me to. Here, I got you something yesterday.” Kim handing Matt a little Marker on a string, “you know I’m not a Unitologist.” “Who cares? I just got a gun I didn’t want so now you get something you don’t want.” “Fine. Have a safe trip. I just hope that my bad feeling is wrong.” “Yea, when I get back I’ll tell you all about how boring it was. And you know the captain; he won’t tell us where we’re going until we’re there. Besides, if it really is the Ishimura than it probably broke down and need some extra hands, you know that ship breaks if someone breathes wrong on it.” A month later Matt joined the Titan Security Patrol to protect others from terrorists so they didn’t share the same fate as Aegis.
Chapter 1: Alert
The entire locker room of the security station packed full of people getting ready for their monotonous job of patrolling Titan Station for any form of danger. Matt standing at a sink swallowing a pill for his headache, “hey Brian, happy birthday. Your present is in my locker, go get it.” Matt rubbing his head pushing his pointed ears flat in an attempt to rid his head of the non-stop screeching sound only he could hear. “Whoa! Thanks man, you’re awesome.” Matt looking at his friend Brian Meno who was holding two boxes, one a stasis device and in the other a kinesis device designed to attach to his suit which was also a gift given to him a few years back by Matt. The others in the room looking in awe of the gift Brian just received, “damn, first he gives you the best armor out there and now he gives you expensive equipment. Are you made of money Matt?”
Matt sitting down next to Brian “when I got my armor remade for security and patrol instead of engineering I asked for another just like it but for a human. They were nice and didn’t charge me a lot, and the equipment. I’ve been saving up for the last year for it. After all, I owe him, when I started you Asses almost pushed me to blowing my head off but he talked me out of it. Not to mention that he’s my best friend. Where’s my knife?” Brian handing him his combat knife, “it was in your locker. I used it to get the boxes open. Why do you even have one by the way?” Matt sliding it into its sheath on his arm, “never know when you’ll need a knife. Come on, we got to go to our station. Oh and just to warn you, my equipment is better than yours because mine’s no longer stock. Yours is.” Brian following Matt out of the locker room to their station to start another boring day aboard The Sprawl. Matt mumbling, “maybe if we’re lucky someone will rob a store or something.”
An hour later Matt blasting a monster “what the fuck are these things? They don’t stay down!” “I don’t know, just keep shooting! Mike what do we do?” Mike running out of the hall with the two, “we’ve been told to evacuate civilians. Nearest evac point is near the Cassini Towers.” As the three of them stood in the elevator to the residential sector their RIGs popped up “this is Director Tiedemann I want all key subjects terminated. And the facility scrubbed. This is not a drill.” Matt scratching his head, “key subjects? What key subjects?” Mike saying bluntly “we need to evacuate the civilians. Ignore the key subject thing.” “Yes sir.” The three of them pounding on separate doors ordering the occupants out so they can bring them to safety.
