Terror in Alaska Pt1

[Stormtrooper1990]

This is the first of a two part story, featuring DoHS Agent Susan Parker of Project Chimaera a character who first appeared in "Containment Breach Pt2" who lost who her clothes thanks to Justiciar Iona. Now following on from the conclusion of the Containment Breach storyline, Parker along with fellow agents Diana Allers and Wendy Ashford, have been sent on a small punishment detail to a remote Project dig site in the Alaskan wilderness. But what seems like a run of the mill mission, turns out to be a horrifying descent into terror. As Project Chimaera unearths something that should have stayed buried...



Dr Emily Carlson blew hot air into her gloved hands rubbing them together, in an effort to allieviate the cold numbness. At 25 years old Emily was a junior researcher at Project Chimaera's Alpha dig site on the Alaskan North Slope above the arctic circle. She had worked hard to get her Major in archaeology from Harvard, and when she had been recruited into the US Governments top secret Project Chimaera, she had landed her dream job. How wrong she was. Emily had believed that searching for signs of Extraterrestrial Life on planet earth sounded sexy, that it would be a great pickup line to get girls, but so far all she had to show for it was a nasty cold. And a strange alien sarcophagus, that stubbornly refused to open after a week of it being dug up from the Ice. Carbon dating had put the find at least 60,000 years old, which meant staggering implications for both the scientific and cultural communities. At first there was a overflowing feeling of enthusiasm over the discovery, Dr Gillian Scully the project lead herself had inspected the relic and announced the discovery to their superiors in Washington. But that was a week ago and with no new discoveries, many of the science team had been rotated out leaving only a small skeleton crew of 6 women to man the dig site. In fact the last radio transmission from Washington said, that were sending a team of 3 specialists from Los Angeles to ascertain the nature of the relic, Emily sighed, that was a repetition of their task sometimes she got the feeling that Washington was just bullshitting them. As she took a large gulp of tomato soup from her thermos, Emily caught a ref!ection of herself in her laptops black screen. She was a looker, with high cheekbones angular features and almond shaped blue eyes, her long light brown hair done up in a ponytail was hidden by her black pom-pom beanie. She was dressed in a black expedition parka jacket, with a matching pair of North Face cargo pants with grey ankle winter boots. Underwhich she wore a knitted navy jumper, with a white thermal underlayer top and matching Long John bottoms. Her final layer was a white merino wool vest, with a matching white thong. At least I won't be freezing my tits off, Emily thought. As she sneezed, she heard a sound from behind her like the sound of pressurised air being released from a soda can. Emily turned to see the sarcophagus was opening, her curiousity outweighed her common sense as she neared for a closer look. As she crept closer to the open sacrophagus Emily could make out a sleeping naked green skinned figure, with very feminine features. But that wasn't the strangest thing, she or it had a bald squid like face. Suddenly the creatures eyes flicked open, before she could rear back it grabbed Emily's head pulling her in. As Emily opened her mouth to scream the creatures tentacles engulfed her face, smothering her. Emily bucked and twitched in the creatures grasp, the tentacles forcing their way into her mouth, suffocating her and eye sockets towards her brain latching onto it, sucking it dry. After about a minute, Emily Carlson expired her arms fell limply to her sides. The creature, now a naked replica of Emily Carlson dropped her eyeless corpse to the ground with casual flick on the wrist.


As Ozymia, Vunar Matriarch, emerged from her stasis pod, she knelt by the strange corpse of the female alien she had just consumed, who's likeness she was now wearing, caressing her jacket. She had never seen such a creature before, but she looked comely enough and would be a perfect disguise to scout her new surroundings. Ozymia started to undress the dead woman, she removed the woman's hat gloves boots and coat. Flicking the woman's arms up, Ozymia pulled off the navy jumper followed by the white underlayer over her head, then finally the white vest exposing her small but firm pair of B-cup breasts with circular pink areolas. How fascinating thought Ozymia, she takes after a Gaian in her form but lacks the blue skin. Wanting to see more, Ozymia unbuttoned the dead woman's cargo trousers peeling them off her legs along with the white thermal layer pants. It seems these creatures have a low tolerance to the cold, if they needed this many layers of clothing. For a Vunar like Ozymia, the cold was like a warm summer's day to her as her race was native to a frozen planet on the milky ways outer rim. Ozymia then whipped off the dead girl's white panties, revealing a small vulva crowned with a trimmed strip of brown pubic hair. As she got dressed in the dead womans clothes, Ozymia glanced down at the attractive naked corpse, marvelling at how much the woman resembled a Gaian. The only difference was the white skin and fur between her legs, Gaians were clean shaven. When she was finished, copying the dead woman's ponytail, she scooped up the naked eyeless corpse of the dead woman, placing it inside her stasis pod and closing it behind her. Ozymia then sifted through the dead womans memories. Her name was Emily Carlson, 24 years old and a human female. Curious she had never heard of such as race, when she was part of the Vunar expedition to colonise this world, the only race they encountered were hairy primitives that were very oafish but strong. The Vunar team had used them for slave labour, to build this stasis facility. Could it be that Emily was descended from the some people, perhaps these humans are their more evolved cousins, fascinating. Getting back on track, Ozymia discovered that she was a member of a science and archaeological expedition, of at least 5 other females. Part of a group called Project Chimaera, they were looking for traces of alien influences on Earth, stupid name for a planet thought Ozymia. She was decided, first she needed to study these creatures, then they need to be eliminated. They mustn't be allowed to discover the hidden stasis facility beneath the ice. Once the humans were disposed of, Ozymia would wake up the 100 slumbering Vunar beneath her, to complete their mission to colonise this planet. She smiled with her stolen face, as she exited the excavation site.


24 hours later


Agent Susan Parker, sighed as she looked out of the crew compartment window of the DoHS chopper, seeing nothing but oppressive darkness and snow. Even the beauty of the aurora borealis did nothing to allay her foul mood, at least it was a fine distraction from watching the two lovebirds Allers and Ashford snogging every five damn minutes, reminding Susan of the abject failure that was her life. At 25, Susan was on the Project Chimaera fast track within two years she would have made senior agent, and would have gotten use some of the more fancier toys that were derived from Alien technology. If it wasn't for subject 1 or Iona as she was called. The Alien had somehow hypnotised her and got her to strip completely naked, then had stolen her face. The agents debriefing her had told her she was found naked, unconscious stuffed in a cabinet in interrogation 1. From there, Susan's life had became a shitshow first her girlfriend had left her, somehow the thought of Susan stripping for another woman didn't sit well with her. Then second, she had been sent to this frozen dump as punishment with the two lovebirds here. From what she had heard, Allers and her girlfriend Ashford also had a run in with Iona and her accomplice Officer Shelley Cooper. They had been found naked and unconscious in a dumpster, their uniforms and weapons stolen by the couple. Trying her level best not to get distracted by the sound of the two agents eating each others faces, Susan focused on her reflection. She was a looker with shallow cheekbones smooth rounded features and doe shaped green eyes, her long brown hair done up in a long ponytail covered by a black leather ushanka on her head. Finally losing her patience Susan snapped. "For fuck's sake, will you two knock it off. Seriously. You haven't stopped since we left Anchorage. You are in love, I get it can you stop it please? Getting on my fucking tits." Both women pulled out shooting her angry looks. " Or what, Parker? You going to give us a dance? Strip off for us. Like you did for subject one." Spat Allers as her partner laughed. Susan lent forwards, fixing them with a hard stare. " You two could go for a spot of naked dumpster diving. You know like you did for subject one." She smiled as she pushed their buttons. Before the couple could spit back a reply, the pilots voice came from the cockpit. " Alright, everybody. Strap yourselves in, preparing descent to Alpha digsite. Welcome to the ass end of nowhere, ladies." She said has the helicopter descended. Allers and Ashford fixed her with a narrow gaze. " This isn't over, Parker." Allers said jutting out her chin. Susan lent back in her chair, smiling. "Bring in on, you fucking meathead." She wasn't afraid of puffed up tactical agents, like these two. Susan had been dealing with agents like them throughout her career. She turned back to look out of the window, well at least there won't be another alien shapeshifter here, thought Susan, all she had to worry about was the weather. Freezing her tits off, was not on the agenda.


As the pilot slid open the door of the Blackhawk Susan, along with Allers and Ashford grabbed their gear and walked onto the helipad. There they were greeted by a pretty brunette dressed in a black pom-pom beanie with matching expedition jacket and north Face cargo pants with grey winter boots. She flashed them a warm smile, as she held out her hand. "Hi, you must be Agents Parker, Allers and Ashford. Welcome to Alpha dig site." Susan shook her hand. " My name is Dr Emily Carlson, junior researcher and Dr Scully's assistant." Allers and Ashford shook her hand as well. For a second, Susan could have sworn she had seen a strange look from Carlson, as if she was sizing them up. "Thanks for the warm welcome, Dr Carlson." Susan rolled her eyes as she heard the childish sniggers from the lovebirds. Dr Carlson flashed them a warm smile, plus the same curious look. " It's no trouble, Agent Parker. Now if you would follow me, I believe Dr Scully is expecting you." As the group hoistered their packs and weapons onto their shoulders, they fell into step behind the pretty Dr Carlson. She led them to a small prefab unit, Carlson knocked once. After a short "enter" from behind the door, they were led in by Carlson. "Dr Scully, here are the agents from Los Angeles." Dr Gillian Scully looked up from her desk. " Thank you, Emily. That will be all. Go grab yourself a nice hot cup of Coffee." Carlson flashed her a quick smile then left the room. Susan was blown away by how youthful and attractive Doctor Scully was. She had sculptured high cheekbones with angular features and intelligent blue eyes framed by a curtain of shoulder length flaming red hair. She was dressed in a blue fur parka. Scully offered them warm cups of tea which they accepted, she then sat back into her chair tenting her fingers. "To be Frank, I have absolutely no idea why Washington in its infinite lack of wisdom, as sent me muscle when I asked for more researchers." It was Allers who spoke up, after sipping some of her coffee. "There has been...an incident in LA. The Project as sent as here to cover its bases. Make sure there is no further Exterrestial threat." Scully picked up her Coffee and sipped."Well, you will find no ET's under the bed here, my friends. I do have a strange sarcophagus that I cannot open, can you possibly help with that?" The two tactical agents shrugged, Susan held up her hand. " I have investigative training, maybe a fresh perspective is all you need." Scully flashed her an impressed look. "Ok, Agent Parker. Follow me. You two." She added gesturing to Allers and Ashford. The two tactical agents shot her a furious look. " Get warm, and make yourselves at home." They filed out of Scullys prefab, as Allers and Ashford trudged through the snow to the barracks, Scully turned to Susan. "Ready to have your mind blown." She said grinning.



As Samantha Kennings, Alpha Sites communications officer, stood outside the kennel hut containing the dig sites huskies she lit up a crafty cigarette. It was part of her effort to keep warm, she knew it was just horse shit but she needed the nicotine. At 24, Samantha served as the comms officer responsible for maintaining both the radio equipment and feeding the sites huskies, in fact she hated the dogs she was more of a cat person. Samantha had smooth cheekbones with rounded features and big brown eyes, her short platinum blonde hair was braided into pigtails that hung over her shoulders. She was dressed in a yellow hooded parka with Northface grey thermal trousers with black fur lined winter boots. On her head was perched a black beanie with matching gloves. Under which she wore black matching thermal top and long johns, with her final layer being a matching solid black thermal vest and matching hipster shorts. As she took a long drag from her cigarette, she could see a figure approaching her. She smiled. " Hey, Emily. You come for a crafty smoke too I have plenty." She held her cigarette packet, but was caught unawares as Emily pinned her against the wall of the shack, kissing her. 'Whoa! Emily what are you doing?! " Samantha said as she pushed her away gently. Emily looked angry. "Don't you want me, I want you. Kiss me." She said as starting to strip off her clothes. "Of course I do but please stop, you will freeze out here." Emily simply pressed her lips against Samantha's. Again she tried to push her away, but she could. Suddenly she felt something warm and slimy enter her throat, she started to panic as she saw the face of her girlfriend change into something horrific. Samantha started to choke, as tentacles forced their way into her eye sockets latching onto it, draining it dry. In 30 seconds, Samantha Kennings was dead, her brain sucked dry as her clone dropped her lifeless body into the snow.


Ozymia stripped the clothing off she had taken from Dr Emily Caulson, then she knelt by the eyeless corpse of the former comms officer Samantha Kennings, and started to strip her. She quickly removed all her layers of clothing, until she lay in the snow completely naked, her well formed C-cup breasts with full roundel shaped light pink areolas and small trimmed clit crowned with a small strip of blonde pubic hair. Ozymia copied the dead woman's braids, admiring her slim petite nude form and firm pert ass. She quickly got dressed in her stolen clothing, when she was finished Ozymia dragged the naked corpse into a nearby snow drift, burying it and Dr Carlson's clothes in a shallow grave. As she walked back to the kennel hut, Ozymia reflected on her tactical decision to kill Samantha, she was the stations comms officer and had access to the kennels and radio shack. Her first act was to silence both the radio and the dogs to prevent escape and for the team to call for aid. She smiled as she entered the kennel, soon the sound of barking dogs gave way to pained yelping, then abrupt silence, as Ozymia slaughtered the dogs one by one.

As Dr Scully let Susan into the excavation site, her eyes widened to see a large pod sat upright sticking out of the ice, it looked old but ornate meant meant for someone, or something, important. As they approached the sacrophagus, Scully turned to Susan. " So far we haven't been able, to open it. We found it a week ago, and called Washington for help, and they sent you." There were no malice in her voice. Susan glanced at the disturbed snow at the bottom of the pod. "Are you sure it's not been opened?" She pointed at the foot of the pod. "There look at the disturbed patch of snow, a body had lain there." Scully knelt by the snow. "What the hell?! Who as opened this? Give me a hand." Susan felt the side of the sacrophagus, there was a small button in the recess. " Here goes nothing." She said as she pressed it. The lid of the sacrophagus opened, to reveal the eyeless naked corpse of a young woman. Dr Scully put her hand to her mouth, in shock as they reared away. "My god?! It's Emily, We just spoke to her." Susan shook her head, at the sight of the poor deceased Emily Caulson. " Another, fucking alien shapeshifter. Terrific." She said. That was just her luck, thought Susan. It looked this mission had gotten more complicated.

[pc305435632]

Cthulhu？
"At the Mountains of Madness"？
Shoggoth？
In my understanding, Shoggoth should be a monster similar to Slim, with many eyes wrapped in a lump of mucus.
I think mucus can stick to the ceiling, and when the target passes through from below, it can hang down and wrap around the victim's head, suffocating her. At the same time, the victim can also be lifted and their feet off the ground.

[pc305435632]

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tentacles forced their way into her eye sockets latching onto it, draining it dry. In 30 seconds, Samantha Kennings was dead, her brain sucked dry as her clone dropped her lifeless body into the snow.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Cthulhu？
"At the Mountains of Madness"？
Shoggoth？
In my understanding, Shoggoth should be a monster similar to Slim, with many eyes wrapped in a lump of mucus.
I think mucus can stick to the ceiling, and when the target passes through from below, it can hang down and wrap around the victim's head, suffocating her. At the same time, the victim can also be lifted and their feet off the ground.

That Panpan sounds like a great idea. I might use a similar idea in the next chapter. There is something Lovecraftian about Ozymia.

[Stormtrooper1990]

tentacles forced their way into her eye sockets latching onto it, draining it dry. In 30 seconds, Samantha Kennings was dead, her brain sucked dry as her clone dropped her lifeless body into the snow.

Not exactly something you would want to meet, down a dark and lonely alley. But fear not, Ozymia will not be as prolific as S'thena was. Parker and Scully will destroy her, and be home in time to start their new adventures.

[pc305435632]

Cthulhu？
"At the Mountains of Madness"？
Shoggoth？
In my understanding, Shoggoth should be a monster similar to Slim, with many eyes wrapped in a lump of mucus.
I think mucus can stick to the ceiling, and when the target passes through from below, it can hang down and wrap around the victim's head, suffocating her. At the same time, the victim can also be lifted and their feet off the ground.

That Panpan sounds like a great idea. I might use a similar idea in the next chapter. There is something Lovecraftian about Ozymia.

This idea can also be used in "spaceships" or "alien caves".

The victims can also come from "Space battleship yamato", "Star Trek", "Star Wars", etc.

Four or five victims are walking.
The feet of the woman at the back of the walk suddenly lifted off the ground, swung in midair for two moments, and then stopped moving.
Then there was the reverse of the second woman, who had also been strung up before she could make a sound.
One by one, the woman's feet were all off the ground. Only the person walking at the front is left.
She turned around and saw her team members' feet swinging in front of her.
Looking up along the victim's leg, their head was wrapped in a semi transparent mucus, their eyes open, their eyeballs rolled up, their mouth wide open, as if they were being filled with something.
When she was about to scream in terror, a lump of mucus hung down and wrapped her head, causing her to be lifted up and her legs to kick and kick helplessly.
The mucus wrapped around her head, spun around, and her neck snapped under her weight and inertia.

Five minutes later, some mucus fell from the ceiling and swelled on the ground, transforming into a human shape

The bodies of the victims were still hanging with a small amount of mucus, and extraterrestrial creatures took off their boots and uniforms, just like from a clothes hanger.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Cthulhu？
"At the Mountains of Madness"？
Shoggoth？
In my understanding, Shoggoth should be a monster similar to Slim, with many eyes wrapped in a lump of mucus.
I think mucus can stick to the ceiling, and when the target passes through from below, it can hang down and wrap around the victim's head, suffocating her. At the same time, the victim can also be lifted and their feet off the ground.

That Panpan sounds like a great idea. I might use a similar idea in the next chapter. There is something Lovecraftian about Ozymia.

This idea can also be used in "spaceships" or "alien caves".

The victims can also come from "Space battleship yamato", "Star Trek", "Star Wars", etc.

Four or five victims are walking.
The feet of the woman at the back of the walk suddenly lifted off the ground, swung in midair for two moments, and then stopped moving.
Then there was the reverse of the second woman, who had also been strung up before she could make a sound.
One by one, the woman's feet were all off the ground. Only the person walking at the front is left.
She turned around and saw her team members' feet swinging in front of her.
Looking up along the victim's leg, their head was wrapped in a semi transparent mucus, their eyes open, their eyeballs rolled up, their mouth wide open, as if they were being filled with something.
When she was about to scream in terror, a lump of mucus hung down and wrapped her head, causing her to be lifted up and her legs to kick and kick helplessly.
The mucus wrapped around her head, spun around, and her neck snapped under her weight and inertia.

Five minutes later, some mucus fell from the ceiling and swelled on the ground, transforming into a human shape

The bodies of the victims were still hanging with a small amount of mucus, and extraterrestrial creatures took off their boots and uniforms, just like from a clothes hanger.

That sounds like a really cool idea for a story. I would set it in the realm of Star Trek, an away team of 4 female redshirts and one blue shirt. They land on an uncharted world, enter the cave to take some readings. As they are walking along, they are picked off one by one by the mucus creatures, using the technique you describe. As pieces of the mucus creatures drop from the roof of the cave, shifting into the forms of the dead women, they strip them of everything while they are still hanging there. They then exit the cave, and take the shuttle back up to the enterprise, leaving the dead women hanging naked in the caves.

I like it. I will add it to my list. Thanks Panpan.

[simon4242]

marvellous start stormzy

[Stormtrooper1990]

marvellous start stormzy

Cheers mate, part two will come tonight.


I was thinking of making Parker like x-files Scully, in the way she does autopsies. That like Dana, she was training to be a MD but dropped it to become a federal agent.

And introducing a third character, for the Parker Files a young goth occult expert. Have you seen NCIS? Think Abby Scuito. I want to create an atmosphere were both Dr Scully and the Goth are competing for Parkers affection.