They moved without fear, without pain, without anything other than the unfeeling need to destroy their enemies. As they charged through the doorway and into the hab block the creatures were met with a wall of lead. Rounds whizzed past them as they moved to close the distance with Kilo platoon. Running as a group they charged at the main group of marines, ignoring Rome and B gun, seemingly un-phased by the deadly crossfire, they had entered what would have been Kilo platoon's kill box against any normal foe. But they were no normal foe, and they charged head long through the fire leveled against them.<br/><br/>The first to fall was one of the three remaining runners, which was practically sawed in half by the combined fire of Rome and the smart gun beside him, The remaining two runners charged full speed at the marines intent on wrecking havoc on their firing line. Their superior speed was made fully evident as they left the black creatures behind closing the short distance between themselves and the marines in the blink of an eye. Both runners leaped as one at the marines flying directly into their fields of fire, the first found it's head was blown off by the fire from one of the marine's pulse rifles, sending the body flying backwards onto its back. The final runner was blown backwards by two blasts from a shotgun in rapid succession. First catching on the right shoulder sending it spinning in midair and the second hitting it in the side sending it falling in the opposite direction.<br/><br/><br/>The black creatures proved much more capable of wading through the sea of fire pouring from the marines weapons. Nowhere near as agile as the runners each creature took several hits from the weapons leveled against them. Moving in a tight formation they ran on all fours, the one on the far right found itself the target of A gun as well as a pulse rifle it's upper body blown to peaces as the rounds impacted with it. The center creature, at the front of the charge, met it's death at the hands of Zippo's flame thrower, it's body's weakness to fire made painfully evident as it shrieked in inhuman pain before falling to the floor. Reaper's shots proved effective as one of the head of second to the left creature disappeared in a spray of acidic blood. And then the creatures were on them....the marines' shield of distance was gone, the creature's attacks were heralded by loud hisses and snapping jaws..<br/><br/><br/>There were three left alive, the first creature dove at Sarge catching him on the chest it's weight was immense enough to knock the man on his back, the creatures claws digging in to his chest just below his collar bones as it found the gap between his chest plate and shoulder pads. It's mouth opening wide to reveal razor sharp jaws....and what appeared to be a second smaller mouth inside set inside of the first.<br/><br/><br/>The second one closed with Reaper standing upright as soon as he was within reach and whipping it's tail over it's shoulder. The tip of it's tail was razor sharp and driven with a force that no human could hope to match. The tip drove hard into Reaper's shoulder pad, punching through the armor and driving into his flesh on the front of his shoulder, deep enough to come close to scraping the bone.<br/><br/><br/>The final creature chose Zippo as it's target, in one quick fluid motion it stood on it's legs swiping her flame thrower down and to the side with one arm, as if it recognized that the weapon was the source of the fire and not her. It's other arm a blur of movement as it clawed at her belly striking at her head the force of the blow strong enough to dent the helmet slightly, and send her stumbling.<br/>