"Everybody down!" The ranking NCO yelled as another Wraith projectile sped toward the UNSC soldiers trying to hold the city limits from the Covenant attack. A few marines ran from the roiling plasma dropped toward them, but the explosion caught and killed two of the three men running from it. "Open fire!" The sergeant yelled and the twenty or so marines came up from cover to fire at the approaching infantry. Private First Class Chris Jensen fired until his magazine came up empty and reached for an extra clip but realized he had just fired his last one. He looked to his friend, Tony Docks and asked for an extra clip. "Heck if I've got a clip for ya. Go look for some on a couple of the dead guys. They won't mind." Chris shuddered, he'd never stolen from the dead and though this technically wasn't the same, it felt wrong. He scrambled over to one of the bodies littered around the area and took any magazines he found from him. He tried to make it back over to Tony to give him some of the extra clips he'd scavenged, but before he could do so Chris felt a three fingered hand yank him off of the ground. He saw the energy blade of the elite, and knew he was dead. He called out to Tony and tried to tell him that they were behind the line, but saw the marines all around retreating. So they busted our defenses. Great. He thought to himself. He noticed Tony trying to get a clear shot at the elite about to kill him, but knew that with the flying bodies and explosions that his friend wouldn't get a single shot off before he was already dead. That's why he was so surprised that the elite let go of him, dropped him to the ground. He scrambled forward on his hands and knees to his assault rifle, knowing he would be dead before he got to it, but he made it and spun onto his back with the weapon in his hands, aiming at the armored alien he was sure was behind him, but instead he saw a tank of green metal yanking a combat knife from the elite's neck and dropping the enemy soldier to the ground. He was somewhat terrified of the hulk and he tried to get away from it, but it moved past him and-to his surprise- shouted, "Stand your ground! Hold the line!" As he looked in awe at the metal monster before him, Chris was startled by the appearance of a second one, which pulled him to his feet, handed him his fallen assault rifle, and ran to battle. Tony came up to him and checked him over, saying "You okay Chris?" Chris nodded and pointed to the behemoth suits of armor fighting the Covenant forces.
"What the heck are they?" With a grin Tony clasped Chris's shoulder. "They're SPARTANs. One-man armies, and we got two of 'em. Heck, we might win this battle after all!" With that both soldiers charged forward and fought the attacking forces with new vigor.
Author's Note: This is my first attempt at publicizing fan fiction, and all constructive criticism is welcome.