Time was running out. Jorge and 6 only had so much time before the whole thing blew up. Jorge knew what he had been made for. His duty was his duty. If he was going to die, then at least he would die knowing his actions would be a major help in the end. He pulled his dog tags out, and grabbed Six. He trusted Six to tell the others about his death. After all, Jorge was a Spartan. And it's not easy for a Spartan to find someone they can trust. Not Jun, not Carter, and definitely not Emile. Emile had always cracked jokes about Jorge.
Jorge remembered one Emile had recently said.
"Big man forgets who he is sometimes"
And for once Emile was right. Jorge had forgotten who he was too many times. He was a Spartan. And Spartans are bred for combat. But every Spartan can have a soft side. And if he truly was a Spartan, then he was going to die as one.
Jorge had a lousy childhood. He had a lousy father. He figured he was never going to find anyone he could trust. And then Six came barreling into his life. Six was someone he could truly trust. Whether it was someone he just needed to talk to, or someone when he saw the horrors of war; Six was always there. Jorge smiled as he said his last words.
"Tell em to make it count."
With that he pushed six out of the ship. A few seconds later, Noble Five died.
How did ya like it? Sorry for the first chapter being so short. Expect longer chapters. A new chapter will be coming out soon for my Flipped fanfic, so stay tuned!
-savraj1234