A/N: Hello guys this is 'The Italian' here and I'm bringing you guys a decent star wars and Halo crossover. Now keep in my mind I have never written a Halo fic so if I am off with something just send out a review criticism is welcome but don't destroy me with it. Anyway please enjoy.
"Staff Sgt Matthews please report to the infirmary" the voice of the male A.I Justin bellowed over the PA system.
A mumble came from one of the beds in the marine's barracks. The man occupying the bed threw the covers off of his body and forced his tired body to sit up allowing him to see the barracks lights off and more than half of the crew sleeping in their beds.
Staff Sgt Rick Matthews is 6'4, 25 years old white male with jet black hair and eyes that women he met said they looked like small circular gold nuggets. He enjoyed their complements but he never found himself able to love him after the last time his heart was broken. Matthews found his hand had clutched the two dog tags on his neck. One was of course his but the other one was his dead girlfriends Lucy. At the thought of remembering that day from almost a year ago tears started to brim in his eyes. Not wanting to cry because he hasn't since that dreadful day he quickly cast those thoughts aside.
Matthews then threw his legs over the side of his bed allowing the bottoms of his feet to feel the cold metal ground causing him to wake up a little more. He followed up by wiping the tiredness from his eyes and stood to his feet.
He felt pain course through his body and he found himself clutching his right hip. Matthews ended up leaning against the wall quickly pulling the right side of his shirt up to reveal a big secret that he told no one.
(Flashback)
During his last mission about a week ago the UNSC Divinity was boarded by the covenant during an intense space battle leaving the frigates shields down allowing the boarding craft. They were ordered to board the frigate, rescue any and all survivors and destroy the ship so the covenant did not locate any secrets in the database.
The mission went well no K.I.A and only two with minor plasma burns that were easily healed by the doctors here on the UNSC Holy Land. Well mostly well. At one point during the mission Matthews found himself alone with another wounded marine that he was transporting to the pelican. When suddenly a needle from a needler soared by his head and made contact with the wounded marine's right temple killing him on contact.
Matthews looked down the hallway to his right to see a large Elite with red colored armor holding the weapon that had just killed the wounded marine. Rick felt his anger flare through the roof at just the sight of this alien. Oh how he hated the Elites the most out of the covenant.
He wanted to kill this Elite painfully Matthews didn't want this disgusting alien to have the pleasure of a quick death by being shot. Rick's hand quickly went to his right boot and he pulled out a large hunting knife with long sharp edges.
"You're gonna die you son of a bitch" Rick said getting in a fighting stance with his knife in his right hand
The Elite yelled back in his native tongue which made Matthews more infuriated. The two stood in silence just looking at each other until Matthews decided to make the first move.
He made a full out sprint towards the Elite catching the alien a little off guard but nonetheless it opened fire. Matthews dove and rolled out of the way of each spike until finally one made contact with his right hip making him scream in pain.
But that didn't stop him the adrenaline in his body was pushing down the pain and allowed him to keep running at the Elite who was now reloading. It was too late as Rick tackled the alien to the ground immediately pinning him down.
He thrusted the knife towards the Elite's stomach only for his hand to be grabbed by both of the Elite's hands. The tip of the blade was inches away from making contact with the skin and the alien was pushing his hand away hoping he would find the strength to overcome this filthy little human.
Fate had other plans. Matthews found pictures of Lucy flash through his mind. Their first time meeting, their first date, them sharing a laugh together. But the last final flash was of her motionless cold body lying in Rick's arms.
Anger and hatred roared through Matthews body as he found new strength from within and instead of the knife being pushed away it started to go back to the Elite's stomach. The alien noticed this and knew this was going to be his end.
The blade was only a couple of inches away again but the two males were at a stalemate in strength none allowing the blade to move anywhere anymore. That's when Matthews got an idea. He brought his left hand away from the blade handle for a second and punched the Elite in the face dazing him for a second. It gave the opportunity and Rick took it letting the cool metal blade to cut through the skin of the Elite allowing him to hear the screams of the alien. Matthews looked at the face of the Elite to see its eyes were now closed and his body was lifeless. He pulled the knife out of the Elite's stomach and wiped the blood off of it onto his pants.
Rick put the knife back in his boot and stood up, but was quickly sent back to the ground when he felt an enormous amount of pain surge through his body originating from his hip. Rick pulled his shirt up to see the large needler spike going in his hip and sticking out from his back.
He knew he couldn't have this in his body and with the amount of blood pouring from his hip he would have to stitch it up later he didn't need any help from the doctors in the infirmary, he never liked the infirmary anyway they would just relieve him of duty for a few weeks and that was the last thing Rick wanted.
With his newfound strength he put both of his hands on the end of the spike and counted to three until he pulled forward forcing the spike to fly out of his body. Rick screamed so loud he was surprised that no one had heard that.
Casting that thought aside he ripped a large part of his sleeve off and wrapped it around his whole waist stopping the bleeding temporarily. He was now able to stand and able to hide his little injury under the rest of his armor and clothes. Rick continued to walk to the hangar but not before grabbing the dog tags of the poor marine he was helping and saying a quiet "Rest in Peace…"
(End of flashback)
Looking down at the wound it still looked terrible. The stitching was decent but he waited too long to do it and it got infected. There was a little dried blood around it and it was clearly affecting his everyday tasks.
Rick's best friend Staff Sgt Elizabeth Brennan was all over him. Asking him 'what's wrong?' and 'Rick are you alright?' Of course she is worried he has known her since training camp 6 long years ago. In fact they probably would never have met each other due to the fact that Rick was born in Los Angeles, California while Elizabeth was born in London, England. For those long years they have always had each other's back so when the tragic news of Lucy's passing had hit the ship Elizabeth was the first one to comfort Rick and to say he was grateful for her help was an understatement.
The door to the barracks slid open and Matthews exited the barracks and entered the heavily lit hallway. He rubbed his eyes and allowed them to adjust to the light before heading to the infirmary. Rick looked down at his hip and now noticed that he was limping.
'Am I really that hurt' Rick thought to himself. 'Nah whatever it is I can handle it. I just hope that whatever doctor called me down doesn't notice the limp'
Rick continued down the hall and came to a window. He looked outside of it to see that they were currently in slip space.
'Huh must be a little job that command has us doing'.
Eventually he reached the end of the hallway and the last door with a sign above it reading 'Infirmary'. Rick breathed in and out before stepping towards the door. It slid open to reveal a brightly lit room with one doctor standing on the other side of it with a clipboard and pen in hand. Rick looked around the infirmary and confirmed this was the only person here.
He stepped forward allowing the door to slide close behind him. Now looking more closely Rick could see that it was the lead doctor of the ship Dr. Amy White a 5'7 white female with black hair and grey eyes.
At the sound of the door Dr. Amy looks up to see that it is the person she was looking forward to seeing.
"Ah Staff Sgt Matthews it's good to see you" Amy said clicking her pen.
"It's good to see you too Doc but why did you call me here so late at night?"
Amy hesitated before answering and said "Well technically I am not the one who really asked you to be here"
The door slid open behind Rick and a female voice said "I called you here Rick". He didn't even need to turn around to see who said that because he couldn't miss that British accent anywhere.
Rick turned and greeted his friend "Hello Elizabeth". Elizabeth is around 5'10 with blonde hair, ocean blue eyes and of course the accent.
"Staff Sgt Brennan here told me that she thinks something has physically damaged you and keeping you from being at 100 percent. Is this true?"
Rick turned to face the doctor and was about to reply but was cut off by none other than Elizabeth. "No Rick no more bull crap. I know something is wrong with you, why won't you tell anyone?"
"Look Elizabeth I'm telling you there is nothing wrong with-"
"How long have we known each other Rick" Elizabeth asked cutting off Rick yet again.
Rick turned and faced her friend and said "6 years"
"Yeah 6 long cruel years Rick. I know everything about you when you are lying, sad, scared and angry. But most importantly I know that you are injured. So just please show me and doc what's wrong"
Rick looked around for a second before Elizabeth chimed in "For me?"
A sigh escaped Rick's mouth and said "Alright fine. You remember that mission we had last week?" he asked Elizabeth.
Rick could see her thinking face come on before she replied "Yeah I remember we had to rescue all those marines from the-"Elizabeth cut herself off as realization hit her full on "Rick don't tell me that-"
This time Rick cut off Elizabeth "Yes I got hit. An Elite shot me with a needler"
Gasps came from both Elizabeth and the doctor. There was silence for a minute before the doctor broke it "Show us"
Rick complied with the doctor and lifted up his shirt showing off the gruesome wound on his hip. More gasps came from both of the woman but this time there was no silence as the doctor ran up behind him and grabbed him 'throwing' him onto one of the beds in the infirmary immediately checking out the wounds.
Elizabeth was right next to the doctor looking at the wound due to the fact that she was the squad medic in her and Rick's squad.
Out of nowhere Elizabeth jumped to her feet and started to basically scream at the injured man. "What the hell were you thinking Rick why didn't you tell anyone sooner? Do you know how infected this is? You are lucky these stitches look like they are about to burst off"
Rick decided to use her card against her and said "Elizabeth how long have you known me?"
That certainly got Elizabeth's attention as she looked down at her injured friend. She decided to answer to see where this was going to go "6 years"
"Yeah 6 excruciating years. You remember how much I don't like infirmary's right? I'm sure I can handle this on my own."
"Actually that is quite the contrary Sgt Matthews" the Doc cut in getting both of the Sgt's attention immediately. "Even if you got that spike out of your body there is still a decent sized part of it concealed in your body and the only way to get it out is surgery. That is the reason why you have been hurting all week."
Elizabeth was about to turn and yell at Rick saying things like 'I told you so' and other things but there was a sudden vibration over the whole ship that was common to everyone signaling that they were coming out of slip space now.
"How long will it take?" Rick asked
"Not long at all Sgt only about 15 minutes. But it may take time to recover like a week or two"
"No, no I will be fine after a day I am not going to leave this war and stay in the infirmary for a week or two."
"That's understandable Sgt" Doc turned away from the wound and looked at Elizabeth "Sgt Brennan can you hand me those scalpels over there?" she asked pointing to a table on the other side of the infirmary.
"Sure thing" Elizabeth walked to the other side of the infirmary and picked up the bag full of different scalpels.
All of a sudden there was another surge through the ship but this one wasn't a slip space rupture.
"What the hell was that?" Elizabeth asked out loud when all of a sudden the loud alarms went off along with the blaring red signals.
"Are we hit?" Rick asked he stood from his hospital bed
There questions were answered when the bellowing voice came on the PA system "Attention all Hands. This is your captain speaking. We have been engaged by an unknown enemy all Hands battle stations"