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Best of the Best Chapter 20: The Machine

A/N: I know, some of you are upset, the team is falling apart. Please note that this story will lead into other fanfics I plan to write in the near future. Sorry for the long update, again, and I promis, as long as it takes, I will finish this story (hopefully around 25 Chapters). Enjoy this latest installment.

"Chief...Chief do you read me?" Raynor hopelessly tried to get a hold of the Master Chief and the rest of his team via radio. The Banshees and plasma fire were disrupting their communication.

"Still no luck huh?" Tommy said, while he and Crono lugged the crippled 47 down the corridor.

"Afraid not. We're gonna have to keep goin' without word from 'em them."

"...Stop." 47 said.

"What's wrong?" Lucca asked.

"Leave me here. I'm slowing you down from your objective."

"No! We need to stick together as a team!" Marle exclaimed.

The team continued down the hall until they entered a large room. Suddenly, six Sentinels flew out of their positions and opened fire upon the team. Raynor dove out of the way. Lucca fired her Wondershot at the closest one and sent it flying out of the sky. Crono and Tommy placed 47 down in the corner of the room, but 47 held onto Vercetti's arm. Crono went off to help the rest of them.

"What is it?" Vercetti asked. He could barely look at 47's face because the expression he had on was full with indescribable pain.

"...You need to kill me."

"What?!"

"I'll hold you up from you're objective. Kill me."

"No way, man. We gotta stick together or else we're done for!"

"What can I do? Nothing. I can't feel my legs."

"We'll get you fixed up!"

"It's too late for that now..." 47 said. He grabbed Vercetti's pistol from his holster and pointed it at himself. "God forgive me."

"God damn it, we need to take those out!" Sgt. Johnson yelled out as heavy plasma fire came down on himself, the Chief and Max.

"Where's Samus?" Max asked.

The Chief had forgotten. She should have been out by now. "I'm back going in."

As soon as the Chief got up, Grunts and Jackals opened fire. He ducked back down quickly. The drop ship had left behind about 12 or 14 Grunts and Jackals and a few Elites. When the plasma fire died down, the Chief poked his head up and shot a few cretins with his pistol.

"Shit! I'm outta ammo!" Sgt. Johnson yelled out. The Chief tossed him a plasma rifle he had policed earlier from an Elite carcass. "Thanks." The chief nodded in response.

Samus fired her Wave Beam at her former comrades. The power of the beam sent the former Jack Slate back into the wall. Kang went for another swing but Samus compressed herself into a ball, rolled through Kang's legs, dropping a bomb on the way. Confusingly, Kang looked down at the tiny object as a small explosion went off, ripping him to green slimy shreds. Slate rose back to his feet and wrapped his left appendage around Samus. He tossed her into the wall to their right. Samus hit the floor hard, her head spinning. Slate looked down at her, ready to finish her off, until one, two, three bullets pierced through his torso. His disfigured body collapsed to the floor next to Samus, which revealed the Master Chief standing behind him, carrying his pistol. He held out his hand.

"Thanks..." she said, grasping onto his arm and pulling herself up. "I found Kang."

"Where is he?" he asked.

She pointed to chunks of Flood reminiscence on the floor. "There, there and there."

"Well...we've got to keep going. We must be near the energy beacon now." The chief said, just as Johnson and Payne barged through the door.

"Whew!" Johnson yelled out. "Now, that was fun." He said, laughing. "Let's go!"

"What the hell happened, Vercetti?!" Raynor yelled at Tommy, next to 47's corpse.

"He shot himself, it wasn't me! He said he was holding us back."

Marle and Lucca turned away. Crono bowed his head.

"Jesus Christ...well, we need to keep moving." Raynor said. "Chief...Chief do you come in?" Raynor turned on the radio.

"What's your status Raynor?"

"We've lost 47. We're moving ahead."

The chief was silent for a moment. "Alright."

"What is it?" Samus asked.

"They lost 47. We need to keep moving, the third energy beacon isn't far..."

"Your excellence," Miyap scowled, out of breath, "the machine has been completed."

"Excellent..." replied the towering Elite.

"It should be tested out first," the grunt continued, as the two of them walked up to the machine.

"You're absolutely right!" replied Muka, as he shoved Miyap into the contraption and shoved the door.

"What are you doing?" Miyap yelled, as he put his hands up on the glass. Muka ran his fingers over the board making a random number. Muka laughed as Miyap struggled to open the doors. Then, a bright flash went throughout the room and when the light died down, Miyap was gone. Nothing but smoke remained in the chamber of the machine.

Muka turned and faced the rest of the Covenant in the room. "This machine, will lead is to our destiny! This finalizes our victory over the humans. Someone bring me the folders that were retrieved from UNSC HQ. We will begin sending fleets to the designated time eras to wipe out Team Omega. We are instruments of God and we will do his work!"