Chapter 9: part 2
As the pelican landed, they jump on the ground one by one. Haley was the last one. She turned her head and waved at it. There were marines in each small tent around them. Some kept giving them a hateful look. Holo Company on ground wasn't known for being friendly with Spartans, or 'Super soldiers' as some called them. Phil looked to his left and right, starring at them. "I'm guessing their not use to us?" He asked. "No," Caroline replied, "They just think were a waste of money. They think we're winning because of them, and the ODSTS." "News flash: 117 saved their asses." Phil replied back. "Guess we pick the wrong day to show up, huh?" Haley said, moving her eyes up from the sniper tower to the medical tent. One of the soldiers walked up to them. He looked at each of them, and let them move on through the gates. A voice said from behind, "I see you, Philip." This made a shiver down his spine. The gate closes behind them. "You alright?" Haley asked, putting her hand on her brother's left shoulder. He turned his head to her quietly replying, "I think that was, Drake." "Drake?" Caroline asked in a confused tone. "He was one of my commanding officers during my days as a corporal marine." He answered. He looked up saying, "We never really got a long." "So how far is this camp?" Haley asked. "About 12 miles. Maybe 13." Caroline replyed.
It was 6:34 PM before they manage to set up camp for the night. Caroline scouted around trying to see if there they were safe. Haley, and Clay set up the tent. Phil found chopped wood and prepared the fire.
When Caroline came back, they sat around the fire eating cooked fish that Clay caught himself.
Clay sat next to Haley while Phil laid his back on the ground looking up at the stars. Then he thought of something, and got up. "Haley!" He said, quietly. "It's time." She rushed over to him, and sat next to each other. They both took their helmets off, and lied back. Their eyes were linking on each star trying to find one that would shoot off in the night. They pointed their arms up each second they think is going to blast first. "Maybe….that one." One of them said. "No, no, no! It's that one." Haley replied. Clay looked at his love one thinking why is she on the ground? He never did anything like THIS. Then it got to him. He never had a childhood. He placed his left hand on his helmet's chin trying to remember himself as a child. He had the age, but all he could find in his memories is survival. His parents died when he was just 8 years of age. His town was in smoking ruins. He went out in the forest and lived out on his own, until a group of marines found him and took him to big camp. Parents and children were crying worrying about: how will we live? We have no city. No hope. Nothing else came to his mind.