Sparky: And I'm back again with another chapter! Sorry if the intro was blarby. It'll be explained more.

-A23 SR24-

Have you ever skydived? Maybe. Have you ever done it without equipment? No. Have you done it when your transport gets blown into shards of metal by enemy fighters? Most definitely not. Which is why we're Spartans. But even we can't do everything.

The ground closes in fast. But strangely, I feel a momentary sense of peace before I look at the topic at hand. Luckily, Spartans ll have an installed armor capability Bracer thing, which can momentarily change gravity, soften your fall, and increase the shield by 150% for 5 seconds. Not advised in actual combat because of the gravity effect on yourself, not to mention you drain your suits energy capacitors a LOT faster, but ideal for these situations.

I turn it on, and manage to land semi-safely after doing a rough and tumble on the hard rocky Martian terrain. I spot another squad member, Jay, the 'hothead' running for the nearest cover. I scan the area, and decide to meet up with him. I start to sprint extremely fast, reaching a speed of 15 mph, kicking up dust Probably not the best idea, but those Ospreys would drop down and shoot us anyway.

Back to the current situation, I skid to a stop and duck behind the shady overhang of a cave like thing. "Well we're f*****. We don't have a secondary pick up."

"What happened to the best pilot in the galaxy? Not so powerful without your vehicle, hotshot,"I tease. I sense him rolling his eyes behind his visor, ignoring our deadly situation for a few milliseconds, then turn his attention back to the two Ospreys emerging from the clouds of dust that act like clouds on Mars.

"The cockpit window is too thick and strong for my bullet to pierce. Any ideas?"I ask Jay. He shrugs.

"If we had Sawyer….."Jay trails off, and on cue a red laser beam ignites west from our location, narrowly missing one.

"Well, he just revealed his location."

"Yup. He's doomed."

We both run out of cover before Sawyer gets bombarded, and I start firing my rifle, bullets pinging off the aircraft, in a desperate attempt to distract it.

"We're freaking idiots,"Jay says over the comms.

"Did you just notice that?"

The Osprey swings around to face us, and starts letting it's two mini guns attached to it's muzzle spray bullets in our general direction. I camouflage and melt into the background.

"Ah really!"Jay yells and turns on his bubble shield, temporarily blocking the enemy attack. I scamper off, trying to locate Sawyer. It doesn't take long, as another red beam shoots into the sky, and actually manages to hit the wing of the Osprey, bringing it spiraling down.

"Sawyer!"I yell. He waves at me and starts to run towards me.

"Laser's out. Damn. Where's Jay and Eren?"

I point to Jay, futilely holding off the barrage. "You left him?"

I shrug. And the aircraft stops firing and swings backwards, and then forwards again. "What the hell's happening?"I ask.

"I hacked the system. I know, I know, you're welcome,"a voice says over our microphone.

It's Jared, our AI. "The hell were you?"I ask.

"Maintenance, remember? I can't believe you started the mission without me."

We watch as the Osprey violently swings to it's right, and then it's left. "I can control it, but I can't lock the pilot out. Our controls are conflicting, and unless we don't get full control we're gonna be stuck here for an awful long time…...That's considering if you don't get captured by the UNSC."

"We won't." With that, Sawyer starts to run, and yells "Jared, bring the ship down and open the ramp!"

Jared complies, but it immediately starts to close again. But just in time, Sawyer leaps through the gap and I hear crashing from inside. It starts to lower again, and I see Sawyer triumphantly piloting the ship.

"Where's Eren?"

I spot the wreckage of the Condor, and I get a sickening feeling in my stomach. In seconds, Jay boards the ship and I steer it over to the wrecked drop ship. I get out and rush over. I scan the area. A life signal. I see in relief. I start to lift metal off the body, and I finally spot a metallic glint of MJOLNIR armor. I finally pull her out, and the armor is dented and blackened.

Jay leaps out, and deploys a mini bubble shield, which also acts as a miniature healer. Of course, it was unorthodox but it would work.

"F***ing hell, she'll live but we got to get her to a serious hospital first. We have to go!"Jay yells, and we drag her to the ship. As soon as I enter, the ramp closes, and the Osprey speeds off quickly.

Thank god. Please. No more. I've had enough today. Thankfully, god grants my promise today, and I sigh as we enter space, using the Osprey's highly capable engines to slipspace out. I feel the familiar rushed sensation, and I finally relax. We were spartans. But even we needed a coffee break.


-A67 SR21-

Shit. That's all that could go through my mind, as my body starts to throb in a rhythm. What in the world happened? As usual, I wake up to bright lights. I'm in an infirmary, an all too familiar place. As my eyes adjust, I process more, and see a doctor rush in.

"Thank god! You're awake. It's been days,"he says, rushed.

"Days?"I croak.

"Nine days, to be exact."

"Ugh…." Was my team okay? What happened? So many thoughts rush through my mind. As if he can read it, he tells me what happened and fills me in.

"So yes, your AI hacked a ship and you guys managed to escape. You're lucky to be alive. You must have activated your overshield bracer and managed to survive the crash, even if you didn't jump out in time.

"I wouldn't consider myself to be lucky. *Hacks violently* Spartans have skill. Not luck."

The doctor rolls his eyes. "Sure. Get some rest. You should be combat ready by next week. You spartans recover fast."

With that, he leaves the room, letting me once again relax on my pillow, as my consciousness fades into the bright fluorescent light.