Ok, here is another story I will be working on as well as my other one. Enjoy the first chapter…^_^ ^--^
Fight of a Spartan
Chapter 1: Beginning of his war
'Damn' thought Joel as he got up off of a piece of metal. He looked around and saw that the mongoose he had just driven in had exploded. "Mark…Mark?" He looked around for the marine he was getting driven by. He kept searching and finally found him. There was no way that he was alive. For one, he was under a large part of the mongoose's body. For two, he was on fire. 'We must have had a wrath shot come at us…' He thought as he looked for a weapon. He grabbed a battle rifle and walked away.
As he walked he looked around for any signs of life. He searched for about twenty minutes when he heard faint started to run for the sound and finally found some of his men. They were in a heated battle between them and five elites. One of the marines was trying to sprint away as an elite ran after him. Joel snapped his battle rifle on his back and ran at the elite. The elite tore out an energy sword and was ready to impale the marine. Joel jumped at the elite and smashed his fist into the elite's face. The energy sword flew up into the air, Joel grabbed it as he landed. He slashed down at the elite drawing a cut across his neck. He looked away as the elite's blood spurted out. He grabbed the marine who had fallen by the arm and pulled him up. The marine looked at Joel awestruck, "You….you're alive?" Joel nodded as he grabbed at his battle rifle. "Trade me for your assault rifle." The marine threw the gun over as Joel threw his battle rifle." Joel looked back at the fight and saw that only one covenant was left.
Joel chucked a grenade at the covenant. It bounced after hitting the ground and exploded in midair. Joel and the marine walked over to the remaining marines. "Anyone have a transmitter? We need a pelican." A marine whipped one out and it started beeping. After about an hour a pelican flew down and hovered barely over the ground. Joel jumped in and everyone else followed suit. Joel sat down near the cockpit. He didn't talk to anyone until someone stated yelling. "Joel…Joel grab the turret!" Joel stood up as the door at the back opened for a turret and a mount. Joel grabbed one of the handles and open fired on a phantom behind them. The phantom veered to the right and returned fire. The marines were screaming at the pilot to close the door…no answer. One of the marines to Joel's left was shot in the stomach and sagged over. "Damn it, Damn it!!!!!" Joel yelled as he tore the turret from the mount and hurled it at the phantom. He stepped back a few seconds. Then he sprinted and jumped over to the phantom. He landed on top of it and jumped on the grunt using the right side turret.
The grunt screamed as Joel slammed him onto the floor inside the ship. Joel tore out his gun and shot two brutes. One coved his eye as a bullet lodged itself in. The other ran out Joel. Joel spun his rifle and slammed it into the brute's head. The brute's blood spat out of its mouth and Joel ran to the cockpit. There was only one grunt inside and he shot it with a magnum from his pocket. He had a pleased smirk on his face and gave thumbs up to the pelican. 'Wait…' He thought, 'who the hell is flying now?!?!'
The phantom plummeted down the earth and Joel grabbed on to floor. It all happened before he could blink. There was a loud crash as the phantom hit the ground. He looked around and jumped out of the phantom's cockpit window. "that's it… no more suicide missions." He mumbled to himself as he walked towards a nearby city.
That's right the first chapter for my new story is done (yes!!) tell me if you like it!