Hey guys its StealthTurtle11 here with my new story The Flood and Me. I plan on updating this story every Saturday but updates might get pushed back every now and again. I decided to write this because I've never seen this type of story in the Halo archive, also I just thought about writing this whilst I was still writing Fireteam Cerberus. I'm also quite glad that I already have two people following this story. That's enough from me; it's time for you to read.
His legs are numb from running, for god knows how long but he doesn't care all he cares about is making sure his family gets too safety. They just came out of nowhere and attacked the planet Era. No one outside of the UNSC knows much about the Flood only that they attacked New Mombasa five years ago around the end of the Human-Covenant war. Erik was immediately snapped out of his thoughts once he noticed two Flood Combat forms at least a mile away from him and his family. "Stop." His wife and son followed his order.
"What is it Erik?" Samantha inquired.
"Two of those things. Hide." He ordered sternly.
"Daddy, I'm scared," Leonardo squeaked before hiding inside of a building to their left that looked abandoned. "When will these bad things leave?"
"I don't know little man, I don't know." Erik said quietly. Once he was inside the building he closed the door as quietly as possible and pulled out his phone from his pocket. C'mon when the hell is that planet wide alert going to activate. Immediately after he finished his thought his phone screen changed to red with blocky white letters reading: PLANET WIDE EMERGENCY. PLEASE TRAVEL TOO NEAREST PELICAN PICKUP POINT. Well, that was convenient. "Pickup's here."
His wife's face lit up with happiness. "Really?"
"Yeah, my phone has the nearest pelican pickup point marked on the GPS." Erik turned to face his son, Leonardo. "This is great you hear that Leo? We're going to be safe from these monsters."
Leonardo's face lit up with excitement before he ran around the empty café in happiness singing something that sounded like. "We're leaving the monsters. We're leaving the monsters."
The Arkos family would leave the empty café as quietly as possible through the back door and follow Erik through the maze of alleyways towards the pelican pickup point the UNSC set up. Once the family travelled a couple of yards down they heard the sound of a trash can being knocked down causing them to freeze in fear thinking it was one of the Flood forms until they heard it curse in a very… human way. "Mommy, what's a mother-"?
"Don't even finish that sentence Leonardo Zachariah Arkos." Samantha warned her son.
"Excuse me. Are you going to the pelican pickup point?" Asked a man who looked to be in his late thirties early forties, he had a black beard, salt and pepper hair, and green eyes his skin was also quite pale.
"Yes, would you like to join us?" Erik asked politely.
"Yes, yes, of course I would. Oh, my name's Jordan by the way." The mystery man answered.
"This is my son Leonardo Arkos," Leo waved at Jordan and he waved back. "My wife Samantha," Jordan bowed politely. "And I'm Erik Arkos."
"Nice to meet you. I think we should get going do any of you know where the pickup points are? My phone kind of broke when I was escaping from those things." Jordan asked once they started following Erik.
"Yeah I've got it on my phone's GPS. It's just a mile and a half away from where we are, we should probably hear gunshots soon." Erik replied. The group would travel through the maze of alleyways silently occasionally hiding whenever they think they hear the sound of the Flood. Once they were a mile away from the pickup point they met up with two other people, Lucy Heart and Levy Garden.
"These Flood guys are dead once my uncle Grayson gets here!" Leonardo stated excitedly.
Lucy giggled at this. "What makes you so sure your uncle will beat these guys up Leo?"
"Because he's a Spartan IV, and Spartan IVs kick ass!" His mother lightly slapped the back of his head.
"Where did you learn that word?" She asked.
Erik later found the sky very interesting. "Daddy says it all the time when he talks to uncle Grayson. They always call each other 'ass'. What's an ass mommy?" Leonardo inquired.
"A bad word." His mother simply stated.
"Well it could also mean a donkey." Jordan added.
"Thanks dude." Erik whispered.
"Any time man." Jordan whispered back.
"You aren't out of the woods yet Erik. Once we reach safety you and I are having a talk." Samantha warned.
"Dammit." Erik muttered under his breath. He was about to speak again until gunshots were heard and a Flood form fell from up above right in front of their group. Erik later heard a scream of fear although he couldn't tell if it was his, Levy's, Jordan's, or Sam's. "I think we're close."
"Really? I couldn't tell what with all of those pelicans coming and leaving from the planet." Levy added dryly. After she made her statement she grabbed Leonardo and they all bolted as fast as they could towards the pelican drop ships. "So, what planet are you guys going too after this?"
"We'll be heading to Earth and stay with Sam's parents." Erik answered.
"Yay! Grandma and grandpa!" Leonardo added. "Can I go to the park with them?"
While everyone else had their own conversation Erik noticed some movement at his left problem is he wasn't sure if anyone else saw it. Doesn't matter. We're home free all we have to do is get on a pelican and get out of here, I just hope it's as easy as it sounds. Before anything else could be said something small jumped onto Erik's back with enough force to push him down. "Daddy!" He heard Leonardo call.
"Just go! I'll be right behind you." He ordered. The others stopped in their tracks. Just before Jordan and Sam could help a UNSC soldier stopped them from moving any closer.
"Move! Get out of the way!" Sam yelled at the soldier.
"Ma'am, we are trying too save as many civilians as possible please get into the pelican." The soldier ordered sternly.
"I am not leaving my husband behind!" She countered hotly.
"Not to pressure you or anything mister soldier guy but just so you know this thing hasn't latched onto me yet. There's still a chance you could save me!" Erik screamed over the pelican engines.
"Hey you heard the man that thing doesn't have him yet so just shoot it and get him on board." Levy said.
"There's a chance I could hit him." The soldier blankly answered.
"Chance I'm willing too take!" Erik screamed in the background. "I'm also willing too let anyone help me any time. Such as now!"
"Erik just hold on a bit I'll be with you in a second!" Sam said.
"I don't really have damn second," he muttered. "Not anymore. Sam get on the pelican now!"
"What?" His wife asked incredulously. "You can't just expect me to leave you here."
"Just do it!" Erik screamed with tears in his eyes. "If you don't go than then my sacrifice will be for nothing. So please just go." The defeated look on his wife's face shattered his heart, he found himself lucky that she turned around shortly afterward so that he wouldn't have to look at her downcast any longer. "Alright you son of a bitch let's do this."
Erik threw the Flood form a couple of yards away from him to try to gain some space from it. He quickly jumped onto his feet and ran to the nearest thing he could use as a weapon, which was a crowbar. "Okay you're tiny and pretty fragile but you're still fast. But I'm bigger, stronger, and I have a weapon. I wonder who's going to win this fight?" He asked more to himself than the Flood form in front of him. Erik ran at the Flood form, crowbar raised above his head ready to strike until he tripped. When he saw what tripped him he was in slight awe. "You crafty jackass." Was the last thing he said before he got a mouthful of dirt. But what was worse was the searing pain he felt in the back of his neck, he was just lucky that it only lasted a couple of seconds before everything went dark.
What do you think? What could I improve to make this story better? If you want to tell me you know what to do. For you Fairy Tail fans (if any are here) did you see that little reference I made? I hope you did. Well, that's all from me I'll see you awesome people later.
