Halo 3
The Unholy War
Chapter 1
Alone
(Aboard The Forunner ship)
"Master Chief you mind telling me what you're doing on that ship."
"Sir. Finishing this fight."
"Understood Master Chief wait for orders before proceeding."
"Yes Sir." As he sat on the hard metal he waited patiently for the order to eliminate the Prophet of Truth.
"Master Chief we need you to enter the ship and take out that Prophet and possibly and rig a bomb that will destroy the ship from the inside our weapons are useless against it. We will try to send an attachment of ODST's with an old friend of yours. Admiral out."
For the first time the John examined his surroundings for an exit, with no direct way out he ran to the top of the shaft, rigged the rest of his grenades and fired at them from a safe distance. The explosion created a hole in the shaft and the sound of the thumping bodies could be heard as well. He looked at his weapon it read empty and he had no more this would complicate things. He walked out the small opening to find two Engineers on the ground. At the sound of approaching footsteps he instinctively jumped behind a pillar. A foolish Brute walked right by him Brute shot in hand, he waited to see if anymore would come then pounced on the Brute snapping his neck. H picked up the brute shot and four grenades and continued down the hall.
The Pelican took off from Cairo station with a bang and they were off dodging the plasma bolts fired from the Seraphs they were taking the safest route possible to the Forerunner ship but there still were some lone fighters out there looking for kills. Spartan 116 Isaac checked his modified battle rifle for the third time and as always everything checked out fine. He was nervous nobody thought Spartans got nervous but they were human after most people forgot that. He had just recovered from a near fatal shot in the chest by some lucky Covenant Sniper. He had been on the outer rim fighting off the Covenant and keeping them away form Earth. He had failed however and now he was going to see most likely the only other living Spartan aside from himself and help him take out a Prophet. The ODST's would take a bomb and plant it at the heart of the ship. They would unfortunately have to stay with the bomb while he and the Master Chief got away with their lives. At least he thought that he was going to walk away from this alive. But in battle anything was possible he had faced death and lived but how many times can you cheat death.
As he ran down the hall way he stopped and dived behind the corner he had just past. Around the corner, stood 10 Brutes searching for him ready to kill. He looked around the corner they hadn't seen him but they were moving cautiously down towards him. He chucked his last two plasma grenades into the center of the mass. They roared as the plasma stung their hides he turned the corner at full speed firing the last of his ammo and to his astonishment only 3 remained and all were severely injured he ran at them and used the bayonet on the brute shot to mop up the rest. Suddenly a blip on his motion tracker showed any enemy behind him he whirled around in time to see a brute charging full speed at him. There was no time to doge he braced himself as he was knocked against the wall behind him his weapon flew from his hand. He looked up in time to se the Brute in a state of uncontrolled rage. It charged again despite the blood pouring from his neck. He waited until the last second and jumped over the Brute and through a wild kick at its head the sound metal breaking bone could be heard throughout the hallway. The Brute collapsed and blood now poured form the crushed form that was once the Brute's head. He gathered all the ammo and grenades from the dead Brutes and continued through the vast ship.