As soon the order was said it was carried out, "This is the US Colonial Marines, stand up and show yourself with your hands in in the air now!" Screamed Ronald towards the spot where something stood, then he started to count.. 1.. 2 .. 3..
Suddenly the movement began to accelerate toward Ronald, the grass swaying in its pathway, never once did it seem to detour only making a beeline directly for the marine. At the edge of the clearing it burst forth scrambling rapidly toward the marine, legs flying rapidly across the ground as it crawled toward him, tail raised over its body as if poised to attack. Like a bad acid trip, Green has flash backs to the mission on board the Andromeda, images of slime covered egg like structures opening their rubbery lips to sprout forth the abomination that was scuttling toward him.