Miguel was in pain blinding pain. Every breath was like pure hell. He couldn't feel his legs and his visor was cracked. But oddly enough he felt at peace with his fate. As he stares up at the sky. Miguel takes a shuddering breath that causes his mouth to fill with blood. The sounds of battle sound off around him. Small arms fire rings out across the battlefield. With yells of encouragement coming from his fellow ODSTs as they assault the enemy position. Only to be replaced by the sound of plasma turrets coming to life and ripping them to shreds. But none of that comes close to taking Miguel's attention of the sky. The light blue sky with soft puffy white clouds drifting across with not a care in the world. The way the sun shines down in golden rays. Another set of racking coughs take hold of Miguel letting him know that his time is drawing to a close. Suddenly Miguel feels someone dragging him. That someone lays him up against a rock and takes Miguel's helmet off. The light at first blinds and stuns Miguel for a second.
Then his sight returns. Miguel views a field with a small stream though the middle of it that has dozens of bodies draped across it. The small stream runs red with blood from where the upper torso of a helljumper is laying in it. Miguel then turns his attention to the person who drug him to safety. It's a women and a medic to boot. Miguel looks at her shoulder pad and sees the symbol of Charlie Company 2nd Platoon First Squad. Miguel was from Alpha Company 1st Platoon 1st squad. Which ment shit had hit the fan if Charlie Company was in this fray. The woman was easy on the eyes with fire red hair that was down up in short pony tale. Her eyes where the color of emeralds. Her skin a milky white. She then spoke "stay with me trooper I just almost got wasted dragging your sorry ass up. So please don't die on me." She said with a serious tone. She then took out a can of biofoam and pressed the tip into a wound in Miguel's side and then filled it up with foam. The foam stung like hell but now Miguel could breath easier. She then started making a splint for Miguel's leg where he had broke it when he was hit by a plasma mortar. As she finished the splint she opened her mouth to say something then whoosh a blue blade was sticking her from behind her face became a mask of pain before she was thrown. A shimmer in the air mad it's self known before a Elite appeared. The Elite gave a short laugh before grabbing Miguel by his throat and lifting him up. The Elite was huge easily standing eight feet tall. His armor was sliver and had intricate designs craved into it. The Elite then said "any last words filth." Miguel just spit a glob of blood and spit at the Elites face. The Elite then said " So be it." Miguel the felt a hot pain in his chest and then nothing. The Elite then tossed him to the ground and was meet by a Field Marshall. The Field Marshall then said "Arbiter the humans are retreating shall we pursue them?" The Arbiter then gave a gruff laugh "Run them down like the animals they are Field Marshall."
