As I ran through the thick foliage, I could hear the warthog's engines.
They were coming after me.
I had just escaped from the facility I was being held captive.
We were always training and fighting.
I couldn't take much more.
My whole body ached from the augmentation process.
Kyle, my squadmate, helped me escape from that hellhole.
I don't think I will ever see him again.
I couldn't imagine what they would do to him.
My thoughts were interrupted as I heard a loud crack and the sharp pain of the bullet passing through my leg.
I fell down and hit my head on a rock then everything went black.
I woke up in my bedroom of the training facility.
I tried to get up but the pain in my left leg stopped me.
Merged with the grays of the room I didn't notice the elderly woman standing in the corner of the room studying her datapad.
I made a grunting noise and she took notice and she set her datapad on one of the many metallic tables that were scattered across the room.
As she came closer I recognized she was Doctor Halsey.
I managed to stumble to my feet trying not to put much pressure on my left leg and saluted.
"At ease, Spartan 088." She said
"Yes ma'am." I said as I sat back down.
I winced in pain as my leg hit the metallic frame of the bunk i sleep in.
"A S2 Sniper Rifle round to the leg. Your lucky we didn't have to amputate." Halsey said.
She shut the door and locked it.
Doctor Halsey reached into a bag that had been set on an additional table.
"I made this for a Spartan who could take a bullet that easily.
She handed me a metal, rectangular, device with glowing indentations.
"Keep this. You may need this someday."
She unlocked the door and walked out.
I placed the object in my duffle bag and stuffed it under my bed.
As Spartan 100 passed by my door and in conversation with another Spartan he said loudly "You can't build a robot that can't stand on the floor, Jarrod!"
Relieved that my teammates were acting usual i relaxed and laid down and relaxed.
Maybe being a Spartan isn't so bad...
