Chapter 2: Friendly Fire
The Master Chief crept down the hallway of the Covenant weapons facility, being careful not to make any noise that would get the attention of any Covenant patrols. He came to a hallway. He slammed his shoulder against its surface, he slowly peeked his head out from behind the wall. He saw a few dead Elites, some Jackals, and about a dozen grunts, lying in pools of their own blood. This made him wonder what the facility had in store for him.
He walked down the hallway littered with dead Covenant and crates of Covenant weapons. As he came to another hallway, he heard the sound of boots stomping. He quickly hid behind a crate. He saw two shadows, and heard voices, although he couldn't tell if they were human or not. He moved his arm the rest his elbow on the chest, accidentally knocking over a plasma pistol. The shadows stepped out of the shadows, still not possible to tell if they were human or covenant due to the darkness, they opened fire. Machine gun fire lead the chief to believe they were human, but there was still the possibility that they were two elites who stole human weapons. As the figures emerged from the darkness, still firing, the chief was able to tell that they were human.
" EVANS!!! TRIMBOLI!!! HOLD YOUR DAMN FIRE!!!" Exclaimed the chief, anger and relief in his voice. The marines realized that it was the Master Chief and stopped firing. "Shit, sorry 'bout that Chief, we thought you were a Covenant." Trimboli explained. "I'm okay, but next time, check who you're firing at. You could've easily killed me." The Master Chief scolded. "Sorry." Evans muttered as he changed clips in his machine gun and cocked it. "Hey, where's Addison?" Trimboli questioned the chief. " K.I.A", the chief responded."
Hey Matt, weren't you supposed to be with Banderas?" Evans asked the marine next to him. The man then turned to Evans and replied, "Ummm, he kinda stepped on a trip wire, which pulled the pin to a stolen frag grenade." "Weren't you with Anderson?" Matthew asked the marine he's standing next to. "Me and Anderson split up when we came to a hallway with two doors, he could be alive, or k.i.a, he could be anywhere." The marine replied gloomily. "Well, we had better continue together, we'd have better chances of survival." The chief explained. All three of the marines headed for the main research factory, having no clue what they would find.
Meanwhile, Victoria Vasquez and Adrian Duke were continuing their hazardous march around the facility. "This sucks. This jungle is hot as hell, and having layers of flak jackets and metal plating doesn't help!" Vasques exclaimed. "Hey, at least we don't have guard duty, McDowell and McCoy must be bored out of their minds." Duke explained to her. "Sucks to be them." She replied. She noticed Duke squint at something he was looking. Suddenly his eyes widened and he grabbed her arm and pulled her down behind a small boulder. "Ssshhhh!!!" He whispered to her in a low voice. "Look up there, up the slope, second tree next to the third gun turret to the left, third branch up." He pointed at that location. As she looked there, she saw an Elite in a tree with an unknown weapon, but they guessed it was a covenant sniper rifle. "Fuck, neither of us is armed with sniper rifles!" Vasques realized. "I have a rocket launcher, that has a scope." Duke replied. She looked at him, raising one brow and lowering the other. " What are you, retarded? Where there's one sniper, there's another! Not to mention all of the other troops who would see and hear the explosion, and the smoke line would give away our location! Moron!" She scolded. He looked at her with an annoyed look. "Do you HAVE to be a bitch about everything?" He asked her. "Okay, shut up and lets just kill the covenant bastard." She replied. "With?" He asked. She pondered for a few moments. "I think I might have a silencer. It will fit perfectly on my D3-5K." She responded. "And I know I have a scope somewhere in my equipment." She added as she checked the pouches on her waist. "Here we go!" She exclaimed victoriously with a smirk on her face. She slipped the silencer on the end of the barrel, and then attached the scope onto the scope mound on her D3- 5K machine gun. She rested her elbow on the rock as she levered her firearm until the cross hairs were on the snipers head. She squeezed the trigger, sending 17 unheard shots into the aliens' skull. Blue-ish purple blood erupted from its head as it fell backwards onto the jungle floor. They heard shouts in alien languages as a crowd of troops surrounded the dead Elite. Little did they know that this made them an easy target for a well- placed rocket shot.
Duke smirked as he flung the weapon over his shoulder as he aimed right at the small crowd. "Sayonara suckers!" He said, smirking as he pulled the trigger, sending a rocket head-on into the crowd. They watched as blood and bodies - or what was left of them - went flying in all directions. The upper half of a jackal landed next to them, its red eyes still opened and its organs hanging out, blood pouring out of its mouth and the hole where its lower half would be.
"Heh, heh heh heh, that was cool!" Vasques exclaimed "Mwa ha ha ha ha!"
They headed up the slope and stepped onto the platform leading to a door, which lead into the facility. Little did they know that they wouldn't live to regret joining the marines, nor did they know that there was more then just Covenant in the facility.
Ok, please review this chapter, I'm gonna work on the next one
The Master Chief crept down the hallway of the Covenant weapons facility, being careful not to make any noise that would get the attention of any Covenant patrols. He came to a hallway. He slammed his shoulder against its surface, he slowly peeked his head out from behind the wall. He saw a few dead Elites, some Jackals, and about a dozen grunts, lying in pools of their own blood. This made him wonder what the facility had in store for him.
He walked down the hallway littered with dead Covenant and crates of Covenant weapons. As he came to another hallway, he heard the sound of boots stomping. He quickly hid behind a crate. He saw two shadows, and heard voices, although he couldn't tell if they were human or not. He moved his arm the rest his elbow on the chest, accidentally knocking over a plasma pistol. The shadows stepped out of the shadows, still not possible to tell if they were human or covenant due to the darkness, they opened fire. Machine gun fire lead the chief to believe they were human, but there was still the possibility that they were two elites who stole human weapons. As the figures emerged from the darkness, still firing, the chief was able to tell that they were human.
" EVANS!!! TRIMBOLI!!! HOLD YOUR DAMN FIRE!!!" Exclaimed the chief, anger and relief in his voice. The marines realized that it was the Master Chief and stopped firing. "Shit, sorry 'bout that Chief, we thought you were a Covenant." Trimboli explained. "I'm okay, but next time, check who you're firing at. You could've easily killed me." The Master Chief scolded. "Sorry." Evans muttered as he changed clips in his machine gun and cocked it. "Hey, where's Addison?" Trimboli questioned the chief. " K.I.A", the chief responded."
Hey Matt, weren't you supposed to be with Banderas?" Evans asked the marine next to him. The man then turned to Evans and replied, "Ummm, he kinda stepped on a trip wire, which pulled the pin to a stolen frag grenade." "Weren't you with Anderson?" Matthew asked the marine he's standing next to. "Me and Anderson split up when we came to a hallway with two doors, he could be alive, or k.i.a, he could be anywhere." The marine replied gloomily. "Well, we had better continue together, we'd have better chances of survival." The chief explained. All three of the marines headed for the main research factory, having no clue what they would find.
Meanwhile, Victoria Vasquez and Adrian Duke were continuing their hazardous march around the facility. "This sucks. This jungle is hot as hell, and having layers of flak jackets and metal plating doesn't help!" Vasques exclaimed. "Hey, at least we don't have guard duty, McDowell and McCoy must be bored out of their minds." Duke explained to her. "Sucks to be them." She replied. She noticed Duke squint at something he was looking. Suddenly his eyes widened and he grabbed her arm and pulled her down behind a small boulder. "Ssshhhh!!!" He whispered to her in a low voice. "Look up there, up the slope, second tree next to the third gun turret to the left, third branch up." He pointed at that location. As she looked there, she saw an Elite in a tree with an unknown weapon, but they guessed it was a covenant sniper rifle. "Fuck, neither of us is armed with sniper rifles!" Vasques realized. "I have a rocket launcher, that has a scope." Duke replied. She looked at him, raising one brow and lowering the other. " What are you, retarded? Where there's one sniper, there's another! Not to mention all of the other troops who would see and hear the explosion, and the smoke line would give away our location! Moron!" She scolded. He looked at her with an annoyed look. "Do you HAVE to be a bitch about everything?" He asked her. "Okay, shut up and lets just kill the covenant bastard." She replied. "With?" He asked. She pondered for a few moments. "I think I might have a silencer. It will fit perfectly on my D3-5K." She responded. "And I know I have a scope somewhere in my equipment." She added as she checked the pouches on her waist. "Here we go!" She exclaimed victoriously with a smirk on her face. She slipped the silencer on the end of the barrel, and then attached the scope onto the scope mound on her D3- 5K machine gun. She rested her elbow on the rock as she levered her firearm until the cross hairs were on the snipers head. She squeezed the trigger, sending 17 unheard shots into the aliens' skull. Blue-ish purple blood erupted from its head as it fell backwards onto the jungle floor. They heard shouts in alien languages as a crowd of troops surrounded the dead Elite. Little did they know that this made them an easy target for a well- placed rocket shot.
Duke smirked as he flung the weapon over his shoulder as he aimed right at the small crowd. "Sayonara suckers!" He said, smirking as he pulled the trigger, sending a rocket head-on into the crowd. They watched as blood and bodies - or what was left of them - went flying in all directions. The upper half of a jackal landed next to them, its red eyes still opened and its organs hanging out, blood pouring out of its mouth and the hole where its lower half would be.
"Heh, heh heh heh, that was cool!" Vasques exclaimed "Mwa ha ha ha ha!"
They headed up the slope and stepped onto the platform leading to a door, which lead into the facility. Little did they know that they wouldn't live to regret joining the marines, nor did they know that there was more then just Covenant in the facility.
Ok, please review this chapter, I'm gonna work on the next one