Hisssssssssssssssss
that sound was unmistakeable.
he was being woken up.
The minute the hissing stopped, he jumped out of the pod and seized his MA5B Assault rifle. The light headedness of being woken up from cryo overtook him and he braced himself for falling over. But nothing happened. He was floating!
"woah there sleepyhead!" rung cortana's familiar voice in his helmet. At that, he remembered. The ark, the gravemind, firing halo, the arbiter. He slowly stood up
"where are we?"
"i dont know but I woke you because we're drifting by a planet and there are ships flying in our direction. They're giving off strange readings, and cant get an I.F. signal so we have to assume the worst"
he checked his ammo. He had half a mag left
"cortana, lead me to the armory I need some ammo"
"im scanning whats left of the ship to see if I can find it."
a few moments later cortana's voice assumed a grim tone.
"The good news is, there is a kitchen with a few chopping knives
The bad news is, the armory was on the half that was sent to earth. so-
"theres no ammo"
"exactly"
"are there any weapons that I could use?"
" I wouldnt know. Have a look anyway just in case"
shit! he thought while he scouted the cryo bay of the dawn for any weapons.
"there are a few combat knives over there in that cupboard, but thats about it."
"then you'll just have to use one of them"
it wasnt so bad, thought the chief, he was trained in combat with knives too. They were not his favorite method of combat, but it would have to do for the moment.
"the ships are closing in! I would recommend brac-"
CRASH
a boarding craft latched on to the dawn.
"ME INSIDE YOUR HEAD NOW!"
yelled cortana drasticly. He pulled her chip out of the holo-panel and stuck it into the back of his head.
The hatch for the craft opened...