He walked across the dusty plaine, his footsteps kicking up dust, there was nothing that could be seen ahead, nothing. slowly the grunt carried on, he had to make it out of here thought the grunt, he had to find out why he was dumped out here, why they dumped him out into a forbidden desert. he had to remember.
'Keep firing!' the Elite growled, stupid grunts, what the hell was making them so scared he he thought normaly the worthless animals only got scared when there leader died. what was wrong with them? then he saw it, the one they called the "Demon".
it was hot he thought, he was used to the heat but not this kind of heat. however, he refused to give up he had to make it out, he saw a green type thing in the distance, 'what is that? he said to himself' he picked up his pace, and walked towards it, hopefully he'll be there by nightfall. as he drew near the sun was starting to set. the thing that he had sighted was a grunt methene tank what was this doing here? where would it of come from? was he sent here to die the grunt thought?
it was slaughtering them, one by one, it was down to him and the three grunts he had at his command to bring it down.'fuck' the demon had just killed one, thats two left now. he was dead and he knew it, as the demon killed the last 2 grunts, he brought out his energy sword from his hip and actived it. he was not going down without a fight.
the grunt was dying and he knew it. he had not any water or food for a long time, to weak to carry on he slumped down to the golden sand floor.
BANG the bullet whisted past the elites ear and landed in the rock behind him, the demon aimed again with his sniper rifle, ' i need to make a move the elite thought' he dived to the side, and drew his carbine, but it was to late, the second time the demon didn't miss the the 50cal bullet went straight through the elites head.
Good Work 007.
Just doing my job cortorna.