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Sa'ra Tranquil: Sangheili Field Marshal

Darion Zamora: Spartan III Trinity Team, Trinity One

This is a tale about how to unlikely enemies collide and somehow find love, ~Knight626

Location: Planet Reach, Rally point Gamma

Date: 4/ 7/ 2553

Time: 0112

I stared at this Elites face, was she willing to be my slave? Trinity Protocol was to take any prisoners, regardless of gender. I pulled out a pair of wrist bonders and walked behind the female and connected her wrists together. After doing that I decided to start a camp fire, I gather some dismembered limbs from dead engineers and decided to light them on fire; bad idea.

The limbs exploded in my face and singed my eyebrows. The Elite laughed at me, and I looked at her with a stern look she shut her mandibles. "Laugh again and I'll give you to ONI researchers and we'll see whose laughing" I threatened her and she gulped at my words. I looked around for something to eat and found a large rat and threw my knife at it, the knife landed right into the little vermin's skull. I chuckled at it and picked it up, and by using my DMR I held it in place in front of the fire.

As I waited for my dinner to cook I noticed the Elite licking her mandibles with envy, "aw, someone already hungry? Well to bad!" I yelled at her and she lowered her head with defeat and lightly sobbed. 'Damnit it all why does she have to cry?' I thought to myself and decided to walk over to her sitting form.

She tilted her head up to look at me with tears in her eyes, I mentally kicked myself; 'she's not like the others I've held prisoner, she's more…emotional' I thought to myself as I stood in front of her, before taking a seat in front of her body. She looked at my face with pure sadness and tears running from her beautiful eyes. Wait…did I say beautiful? I stared into her eyes; all I saw was envy sadness and lust. Wait lust? I immediately jolted away from my sitting spot and looked at her with my knife pulled form its sheath.

"Dragon" she started, "as from the culture of my people, if I am taken hostage I am to be your wife" she finished her cheeks turning a tinted purple as I assume what was a blush. I was speechless that my jaw hung down and my breathing and heart rate sped up, my own blush creeping its way onto my cheeks.

"You're what!" I asked after managing to get my ability to speak, my blush now fully on my cheeks.

She looked away from me and nodded at my words, as much as she hated me, being the wife of a demon can't all be bad, right? She slowly stood up from her spot and walked towards me in a sexy fashion.

I choked lightly as she moved towards me; I was shaking lightly until she stood in front of my form and laid her head against mine, her tears now streaming down her face. I looked up at her face and she looked at mine, our eyes stared into each others before she locked my lips into what seemed to be a kiss.

I jumped at what she did and dropped my knife onto the ground, I was jump about push her off before a sweet and heavy scent filled my nose. My vision began to get foggy but she seemed to be clear in my sight.

She pressed deeper into the kiss and somehow managed to slip from her bonders, but instead of knocking me out; she wrapped her hands behind my head, pulling me deeper into the kiss.

I gave a soft moan as she pressed deeper into it, my hands made their way from my side to her back, as I slowly caressed her back area. I never studied the elite battle armor but found a clip in the back, letting her torso armor fall to the ground. Her breasts were big by human standards D sized cups.

She looked at me and broke the kiss; she looked at her breast then back at me. "My master, you shall this and more soon" she said before undoing the rest of her armor, save her helmet. After about a few minutes everything but her helmet was off. I stared at her with a deep blush. Perhaps having her around won't be so bad?