Silent Tears
1100 hours, November 4, 2552
Onyx, Alternate Dimension
Will was dead.
He'd been trying to defend Dr. Halsey and the others when the Covenant attacked. They'd found the special room Dr. Halsey told them about, the hidden weapon that could win the war. Only it wasn't a weapon, was it? Just a world inside a world.
Why did this have to happen? Why, of all things, did he have to die? They'd lost so much, but they'd had each other. And now Will was gone, dead just like Kurt, Grace, Fhajad, James, Anton, and all the others.
The Spartans had been raised as a family, and she had loved them all in her own way, but Will…he was the only one she had truly loved. His calm, quiet demeanor, his silent strength, the hidden passion underneath it all. True, they could never be together officially, but even their silent nights in each others' arms were enough. By day they pretended to be nothing more than fellow Spartans, but at night…She remembered Will's touch, his passionate kisses, his strong yet gentle embrace, the whispered words that lulled her to sleep.
Now he was gone, and she'd never hold him again, never touch his lips with her own, never hear his whispers in her ears. Inside her helmet, tears began to fall. Why, Will?
Why did you have to die?