Here is chapter 2 told you it is alot longer than that crummy short intro. . . . also reviews would be nice to know what you think of my bad story (other than grammer YOU DAM GRAMMER NAZI'S!)
diaclaimer-I dont own Halo (but i do play it)
(Mark)
Free falling that's what Mark felt. It was nothing like the normal startup of his game because he couldn't even breath, trying to clutch his throat but he couldn't move he was in the same position when he was on his bed.
Mark couldn't tell how long this has been happening Seconds, Minutes, or Hours? Till Mark saw a shine of light burst through the dark purplish aura that was surrounding him and keeping him captive as sounds began to form.
Mark heard explosions and the firing of two different types of weapons. He heard the familiar sound of alien Plasma rifles and human battle rifles. 'Guess this is just some bug, im still going in the game' Mark thought as he landed hard onto light brown desert sand.
'God that hurt I thought I turned off the pain sensitivity' He thought to himself as he rubbed his sore back. Looking around he spotted that he was right behind a squad of Elites.
'F**k my luck, where's the title screen and everything what the hell?' he thought as he scooted silently backwards toward cover instead of the open expanse he was in.
Luckily the Elites were occupied dealing with some other threat and were too busy to notice a boy popping out of a black portal. The elites were a group of two Shangheili Majors followed by four more Minors as a squad of dead Grunts laid near and next to them.
'Well just like my motto in every game "Treat every life as if it were the one and only you had" im going to rock this joint now what do I have . . .' He thought as he looked down on himself shocked to see that he was in his normal clothing and had his Nerve Sphere on his head.
"What the F**k" he whispered silently as he took of the helmet and placed it to the side. When he placed it down it made a squelch sound looking to his left. What he saw almost made him gag; putting his hand over his mouth and nose as the stench of blood and burnt flesh filled his nostrils as he saw a dead and completely unrecognizable male Marine body.
'Calm down it's just Virtual reality scavenge what you can and find a way to get to the humans that the elites are fighting before they get killed and find me.' Taking the man's dog tags and putting them in his back pocket, Reaching over he spotted the Marines Side arm the classic M6G magnum pistol.
Taking the pistol he began to search the body for any spare magz, finding three more magz for the pistol but one was hit by plasma so he tossed it back down. Pressing the release on the hand gun he checked the inside clip, relieved that it was mostly full except about three rounds.
With a sigh he put the spare clips in his left pocket for easy access.
"Oh Dear . . . Reclaimer you must come with me at once I have to return you immediately!" a Chirpy voice came from right next to him. Startling Mark let out a yelp attracting the attention of a Shangheili major.
"W-Who's there?" Mark stuttered out, thumbing the safety off the pistol, crouching low, and looking at the area around him for sign of hostiles.
"Don't be alarm you have attracted the attention of the . . . Shangheili, im above you Reclaimer." Came the voice again but from above followed by a low steady hum.
Mark slowly looked up from his position spotting a grey and silver chromed spherical object hovering right over his head, its lone Blue hued eye looking down at him making his face slightly blue.
"You're like that rampant A.I. 343 Guilty Spark from halo 3?" Mark mumbled not remembering that there was such an A.I in Halo 4. 'Wait did he say I attracted the attention of a shangheili!' he thought as he began to hear a steady slow crunch of rocks against sand beneath a large amount of weight.
'F**k my luck so much for being stealthy' he thought as he look for a way to peel out. Looking around he only saw that behind this rock was in the middle of a small clearing, big enough for a pelican extraction . . . or covenant phantom dropship.
"Whatever you are just hide they will probably destroy you on sight" ?Mark told the floating robot who's response was to cloak itself.
After a quick look around his eyes came to the dead marine that was next to him. '. . .Oh man forgive me bro' he thought as he grabbed him and put him over himself, smearing some of his blood on his face and laying down on the ground pretending to be dead.
Mark laid there hidden by the poor dead marine when the footsteps grew closer as Mark could see from his spot the red armor of a shangheili Major passing the corner ten feet away of the boulder he is hiding behind.
The towering eight foot tall four hundred pounds of pure muscle and strength. Its metallic crimson armor covering it head to toe. While it's moving its mandible making an insect like creaking while it breathed looking around until it came across Mark and his 'companion'.
Mark could see the Major's yellow reptilian eye lock onto him while a 'scowl' appeared on its hinged face. "Filthy human, using such means of hiding, no Honor!" Growled the Major in broken english as it put away a Plasma rifle on its back and grabbed a cylindrical tube on its thigh as it began walking towards him activating the tube into an Energy Sword.
'Crap' mark thought as he swung off the dead marine and leveled the M6G to the Elite and squeezing off a few round hoping to cause the elite to duck and find cover. The shots rang out like a cellphone in a movie theater totally unexpected in the fight of Covenant and Human Automatic firearms.
Mark didn't know if the disruption in the 'order' was disrupted by his shots or that time slowed as he saw his shots bounce off the Elite's shield as it did a Duck and roll, but not the way he wanted as it was rolling forwards towards him! Mark gulped as he saw the Elite regain his compositor as it finished its roll and prepared a horizontal slash with intent to cut him in two. Thoughts racing so fast that it could have rivaled a dumb A.I Mark thought of ways to escape this fate but thought that this seasoned veteran would expect all of those attempts except . . .
Tensing himself he crouched lower as the elite came closer rushing at him while he kept on taking shots till he heard the dreaded click of an empty mag, by now the smirking Elite was just two feet away starting his swing.
Mark pushed off with all force he could muster launching himself from the boulder like a swimmer in a pool barreling into the Elites right sword hand, startling it as its eyes went wide while the hot blade pushed far enough made a long gash right beneath its left armpit.
Eyes wide in fury the Elite let out a roar as it snarled tossing the dazed human to the side as it inspected its wound. "Insolent Human you will pay dearly for this!" It roared as it began walking to his downed form.
Mark stayed down against all his instincts to run and find cover; keeping low he changed the clip of his pistol try to make the least amount of movements possible.
(Elite Major)
Walking over steadily to the down human he noticed that it was a large one indeed, maybe I should take caution? 'No my pride is on the line! I will finish this swiftly and return to my comrades' standing next to the down human he put his foot on its side and began to press down.
"This is what you get insolent creature DIVINE PUNI-" The Major began to shout but was cut off when Mark rolled sideways out of under it and knocked it to the ground by crashing into its one foot that was sustaining its balance.
(Mark)
Once it was on the ground Mark came up close to the large creature that was quickly attempting to stand up "Dodge this Hinge Head!" He spoke raising his M6G firing shots as it went up next to the temple and squeezing off two rounds threw its Helmet and into its Skull killing it effectively as the explosive rounds splattered its neon blue blood and brains all over the place and onto Marks clothing and face followed by the empty clicking of the gun.
Wiping off some of the blood off of his face he stood up grabbing the Elite's plasma rifle and placing its Energy sword into his belt. Standing up He didn't get time for a breather as he heard the distinctive sound of the shangheili native language.
Without moving his body mark looked to his left craning his face which was still smeared with the neon blood giving the two Elite minors a Sadistic grin. Single handedly leveling the plasma rifle to the pair of shocked Elites he pulled the trigger as the weapon fired deadly blue balls of ionized plasma towards the Elites as they began to regain their senses, but not fast enough as their shields were diminished and one took rounds to the chest as the other rolled down into cover.
(Shangheili minor)
'He couldn't believe a single human single handedly took down his beloved leader, looted him and disgraced his name along with killing his best friend and squad mate. Rage boiled in my veins towards the Human no the Demon! That killed them, he will avenge them even if it cost him his life! As he began to look over the boulder he was hiding from he was affronted by the front end of a Plasma Rifle followed by a flash of blue.'
(3rd person Mark)
Grinning, Mark was in his zone. It happens every time he enters a adrenaline moment or a life or death moment, Mark loses his old personality and is replaced with a more evil and sadistic personality or better said a certain type of blood lust to which he calls his zone.
Walking back over to the firefight he came up behind the remaining elite major, pulling out the Energy Sword he pointed where the blade should appear towards its body. Activating the sword with a hiss the beam materialized inside the shocked Majors body as it cut into his flesh and cauterized the blood flow.
The Major let out a howl of pain which was cut short as Mark moved his blade upwards, cutting the elite down the middle till the waist as it fell over to the side dead. The two remaining minors Stared in shock at the Death of their commanding officer.
Mark raised his rifle towards their heads but the distraction he caused gave enough time needed for whatever or whoever they were fighting to put blow out their skulls as they dropped to the ground lifeless.
"Don't F**king take MY KILLS!" Mark shouted angered that he was denied his kill which equaled to fewer points in the scoring at the end of every 'match/mission'.
"This is fire team Majestic Lower down your weapons and state how you arrived here?" Spoke a tall Blue armored figure as it approached him Weapon raised pointed at him.
"Cut the crap DeMarco and give me a spare Human weapon holding this crap is making me sick" Mark spoke casually as if his high level avatar in Halo 4 VRMMO still existed. Till he noticed and heard a ripple in the air behind him and the crunch of rocks.
"What?" the head Mark spinning around violently spraying rounds of his Plasma Rifle into thin air just as Spec ops Elite appeared from stealth mode activating its Energy sword as the shots dissipated in its own energy Shield.
The Elite Let out a Roar as it swung sword trying to decapitate Mark in a single swipe. But mark has seen this tactic countless time as he crouched and activated his own sword attempting to chop off one of its legs, only to be parried by a second Energy Sword.
Leaping back Mark dodged the Elites first sword, landing near the second dead mayor as he looted its own energy sword activating it as well, Rushing back to the spec ops elite before fire team Majestic could get a clean shot.
"Human you are a formidable opponent I will enjoy this duel" Spoke the elite with its awkward Grin, while they were fighting for dominance with their interlocked swords
"So will I Shangheili-an, This is what I like about your species so much honor that you can do these thing's" Mark responded with his own sadistic grin, even though he was losing the brute force match as he was pushed down and back.
"You GET OUT OF THERE YOUR BLOCKING OUR SHOTS!" Shouted DeMarco trying to wave him out of the way. "ITS TOO DANGEROUS YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE ARMOR ON!" He shouted again .
"Stay OUT OF THIS IS ONE IS MINE!" Mark shouted without taking off his bone chilling gaze on the Elite who returned the favor trying to look into the depth of his soul.
This time the Spec ops Elite spoke "Take care of the others this one's head is MINE!" it growled out in English as four more Spec ops Appeared out of thin air around Mark as they focused their attention to the Spartan IV.
Mark broke the locking of swords and leapt back as well as taking a few steps back and making a small bow not taking his eyes off the Elite "Let the best one win! Don't go easy on me!" mark shouted as he took a defensive stance.
The Elite did a smaller bow or better said leaning forward slightly not taking his eyes off of the human for a second. "Don't disappoint me as well then." The elite spoke as they both began to circle each other.
WELL TILL NEXT TIME?