The helicopter buzzed restlesly back and forth across the vast forest. The search for the Megaspider, codenamed Harbringer, had been continuing without success for several weeks. They hadn't had even a single reported sighting, and in all the vast search area had no particular idea where to search. The helicopters had plenty of method in their madness, but very little of it was proving effective as they traversed zones far to large for them to be properly covered.
McShepard had heard a request had been put in for more troops, and hoped desperately that some would come. The response teams the sweep was using currently were too far apart to arrive in any reasonable span of time, and the search units themselves weren't in a much better shape. For all the commands to use whatever was neccesary, things had not procceded as hoped.
"Captain!" The voice of the pilot echoed urgently through McShepards headset "We've got a Code Red coming from Grid F-4, they say the targets attacking them. Confirmed sighting and multiple casualties already."
"How far away is that and what other units are in range?" The captain best known to her troops as 'Reaper' tensed up instinctively at the possibilty of combat.
"We're in Grid F-3 and can be there in about five minutes, next sweep unit is..." there was a worried pause "Next sweep unit is twenty minutes out and the closest Response team is almost an hour away."
McShepard fought the urge to swear at how inefficiant their system was. "Alright everyone, looks like we're the cavalry. Set course for the target, full speed, we need to be there ten minutes ago." Femshep McShepard did not like what she had just had to say. Everything command had said about facing off a megaspider had centered around taking the time to isolate it and wait until overwhelming force was available. Going in with a single light helicopter and three infantrymen, none of whom were particularly heavily armed, was far from her idea of overwhelming force.
Still, there was backup coming, and there was a force already on the ground in the target area. McShepards Chopper could take up a supporting role, tracking the target and keeping it engaged. That was probably the best plan, they weren't suited to trying to take it out alone, just to keep it busy until a proper team showed up. They could do that, surely?
Five minutes crawled slowly past before a large compound finally appeared ahead of them. The hurried, panicked movements of the figures on the ground made clear they were at the right place, and looking down Femshep could see the flashes of gunfire below. What she didn't see was the target. Where was it? Obviously not engaged in a frontal assault, but it had to be somewhere around here.
The helicopter buzzed slowly around the camp, careful to stay afar bove the danger zone of the treetops. Megaspiders were well known to be capable of jumping high enough to engage helicopters, and nobody wanted to risk it. As they watched the random firing below it became ever more apparent that there was no target; the bullets were so wildly aimed that some whizzed past the helicopter itself.
Some were less obliging. There was a series of clinks against the helicopters lightly armoured underside as a random spray of bullets burst out from the madness below. "We've been hit." The pilot reported dryly "And it didn't sound like a megaspider to me. Somebody get the guys down below to knock it off, this isn't exactly an assualt ship."
"Facilty Forty Two this is Captain McShepard, Repbulican Guard, we'd appreciate it if you told your troops to watch where they shoot, we've already taken freindly fire. In fact, not shooting unless you are actually aiming at a target is generally advisable in this situation."
"...I really should be more careful with what I say." The pilots voice was suddenly quite ominous "We're losing altitude. Must have been hit somewhere important, I'll try and take her over the compound, just in case."
"What?" Femshep suddenly felt a whole lot worse about their situation, which had not been good for a long time. "How are we...of all the days!"
"All the days and all the enemies, I think I just saw movement below, and we'll hit the danger zone any second now."
"You must be.." What exactly the pilot must be may never be known, as the helicopter chose that particular moment to jerk violently to one side. Or perhaps more accurately, the megaspider choose that particular moment to jump on it.
"MEGASPIDER!" The scream of the pilot hammered into McShepards head, accompanied moments later by a horrific metallic screech. A moment of gut-wrenching terror washed over her, followed immidiately by the realisation she had to move, now. She slammed her hand into the seatbelt, grabbing her rifle as the helicopter lurched again, and pulled herself to her feet. Twisting painfully, she squeezed towards the cockpit, and the rapidly growing hole being clawed into it.
There wasnt much time for fancy aiming, certainly none for trying to make out which part of the creature was the head. McShepard simply pointed her rifle at the gap and let rip. It was suprisingly effective. Sort of. The megaspider reared back, ripping off a large part of the cockpit with it. Not about to eat the pilot anymore, but now there were a lot bigger problems. Like the aircraft no longer being capable of flight. Or the huge hole in the front, towards which McShepard found herself tumbling. A moment later, after rolling through a confusingly sulphuric-smelling section of wreckage, those problems ceased being of much concern either, and the main worry was the fact that she was falling unchecked through empty air.
Lady luck chose that particular moment to intervene. In the form of a large tree, into which McShepard procceded to slam very hard. Fortunately for her, the Helicopters rapidly lowering altitude had taken them low enough that this was not a collision capable of breaking anything important, although the rapid descent halfway through the tree before she could catch herself was certainly not pleasant.
Femshep examined her situation: her companions had almost certainly died in the helicopter crash, the megaspider quite probably hadn't, so was capable of coming back to get her. She was wounded, bruised all over, several nasty cuts to the arms and probably the face too. She was halfway up a tree, but Megaspiders could climb those without problem, so no real security there. She'd lost her rifle in the fall, but still had her pistol and a couple of grenades which might come in handy. Running was only an option if something distracted it, there was no way she could outdistance it. It had been engaged for a while now, but as far as she could tell was uninjured, so the facility guards were probably completely useless at best. In fact, they had already proven to be more dangerous to freind than to foe. Overall analysis: she was completely screwed.
Well, no point sitting around brooding about it. Getting to the ground would give more options, even if just the options to climb a new tree. And so she descended as rapidly as she dared, hoping against hope that the Megaspider hadn't spotted where she fell. This seemed to work, as Femshep neither saw nor heard the massive monster, even after she was on the ground desperately searching for the camp, or at least a weapon.
What did she know about megaspiders? McShepards breifing seemed to have fled her mind. The head was weaker, or was it just eyes? Could she go for a headshot? Unlikely given her condition and how fast the damn thing could move. Would a grenade hurt it? They'd said something about explosives before she'd deployed, so maybe.
Movement ahead. Something big. A last desperate scan for weapons revealed nothing. Femsehp was left with no option but to go with what she had. She fired off a few quick snapshots, hoping to scare it. Unlikely given how ineffective the fire it had faced so far had been. Missed anyway, although she thought it might have flinched sideways.
Alright, plan two. As the thing skittered towards her, McShepard grabbed for a grenade, and with a defiant yell, hurled it into the creature's path. This seemed to matter something to it, as it reared up, clawing back against its momentum to avoid running onto the blast. BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! Almost without thinking, Femshep emptied the pistol at the thing, hoping desperately that some sort of damage might be done. She couldn't tell if she hit it or not.
Click. Click. She dropped the gun, snatching forth another grenade to hurl at the creature before it could resume its forward progress. She had one grenade left. The vast spider had fled the second explosive, and the two of them faced each other across a short distance. One Grenade. She held it forward in front of her, almost as if it could shield her somehow from the giant monster. No point throwing this one until it got to close to dodge. To close for her to dodge.
Amazingly, the megaspider did not advance. Slowly, carefully, presmably keeping a close eye on her, it began to back off. Clearly the grenades were worrying it. Femshep took a step forward, then stopped. Where had she dropped her pistol? As the megaspider continued its retreat, she leant down to snatch her gun from the ground, slamming it into the holster before raising her grenade back up to face the monster.
It had dissappeared. She spun, scanning the trees around her. Nothing. What about above? Nothing. Either it had hidden, or it had just...left. Had she won? Surely not. The megaspider was far to powerful to be flee from her, it must be waiting for an oppurtunity. She could not let her guard down now.
Nothing happened. The forest remained still, although far from silent as gunfire continued to echo from the camp. The megaspider had gone. Had she even scratched it? Maybe one of her pistol shots had struck something. It hadn't looked injured, but then you could never really tell with something so alien.
"This is Captain McShepard. I've lost contact with Harbringer. Repeat, Harbringer has disengaged."