SAVED
Tonya's POV
As I sat there getting ready for the elite field marshal to end my life a single sniper shot rang out and the elite fell to the ground missing half of his head. And then all hell broke loose and the rest of the elites were on the ground. I was in the process of trying to sit up when I heard a Jun tell me to just stay down so he could assess my injuries. With him was three other Spartans. Not Spartan IIIs, but II's.
One of them pushed Jun aside and began to treat my wounds. "You are taking to long, get out of the way please." she said. I chuckled a bit and said "Damn Jun, how is you it you can piss of anybody you get around, I mean do you actually try or do you just have bad luck." "Hardy har har Six, it is not because I try, people just don't understand me that's all."
"She has a couple broken rips and a torn ACL along with a dislocated shoulder, internal bleeding and several very deep cuts. But she should be alright. I recommend we get her to Dr. Halsey as soon as possible though, some of her vital organs took a hell of a beating." said the medic. "Thank you..." I said not knowing who I was talking too. "Kelly S-087, this is Fred S-104. And don't mention it, we wouldn't have known you was here if not for the fact that you have killed half of the invading force, they are really upset with you, we picked up the chatter about a lone Demon killing covies by the hundreds. Anybody who can do that deserves to live to fight another day. I only know of one other Spartan that could have done what you have and he is the Master Chief." "Shit Kelly, I don't hold a candle the the MC. He's a beast. In any case thanks for the treatment."
"Alright Spartans we need to move now, can you walk Six or do we need to carry you?" asked Fred. Before I could answer Kelly answered for me "She can't walk, well she don't need too, I will carry her back to base sir." I was trying to figure out why she would volunteer to carry me, before I could come up with a reason I was lifted up bridal style by her and we were off. " You don't have to carry me you know, I've walked with worse injuries than this." "We'll move faster if I carry you." was her response. We had been moving for about two hours when we finely came to a door in the side of a cliff face. I was starting to feel sick and told Kelly to put me down, as soon as she did I started to puke up blood. "Shit she is getting worse, sir requesting permission to run her to the Dr." Kelly said to Fred as she scooped me up and turned to take off. "Go ahead, it ain't like I'm going to be able to stop you. Haul ass Spartan." he replied
"Why are you worried if I make it or not, I'm not a II, I'm a III, we are expendable soldiers. Nobody else cares if we live or die, even your wonderful Dr. Halsey thinks we are knock offs of you guys, she don't think we are Spartans." "I don't give two shits what that bitch has to say or think, she thinks that she is our mother, you guys a Spartans and we don't leave each other behind." she replied.
"Why don't you like Halsey?" I asked.
"She forced this life on me when I was just a kid, I didn't want to live life as a soldier, I mean I'm glad I'm a Spartan and I will do anything for another Spartan, I mean you guys are my family now, the queen bitch took my birth family from me, she ain't mamma to me, but she did bring my new family together, and by extension you guys were brought into that fold. I'll do whatever it takes to take care of my family, you included. Now shut up and save your strength." she said
"Yes ma'am." I replied, then the world went dark.
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Yes I know I made Kelly dislike Dr Halsey but in all fairness, she is a bitch. This starts when what left of Red Team, the Team on Reach from the book by Eric Nyland, Halo: The Fall of Reach and also Halo: First Strike. It has been a while since I read the books, so I'm not exactly which one when they are still on Reach was in. I think it was First Strike but don't hold me to that. I don't own anything from the HALO or Mass Effect franchises. Bungie, 343, Bio Ware and Mr Nyland do. I'm just burrowing them to make something for someone to read on here.
