The Colonel's End?

"Are you sure you want to do this sir?" Asked Sergeant Green.

"Of Course." The Spartan answered without hesitation. "The Covenant have been crushed at every battle that has taken place on this world. This fight will be no different. Besides we need to get the coordinates of the next Halo."

"If you say so Colonel."

The drop ship soared through the air. The Pelican's turbine engines pushed it as fast as possible. There were ten marines on board not including the Spartan. Another drop ship followed behind with ten more marines that were itching for a fight.

The planet below was a desert. The facility they were coming closer to at every moment was where the Covenant had sealed information about another Halo. The Spartan had never actually seen a Halo, but he had heard stories. Stories of another Spartan named Master Chief, and how he destroyed the first Halo.

He planned on destroying one himself. Though the Spartan had told his fellow marines this mission would be easy just like the others, in truth this was going to be one of the hardest battles of their lives. The only Covenant stationed there were elites and hunters. Though he had heard a rumor of an unseen Covenant force that was more powerful than even ten hunters put together.

"We're coming up on the Covenant installation." Said the pilot. "When you locate the map, radio in and I'll come pick you up."

The drop ship lowered to the ground and the Spartan hopped off with the marines close behind. As soon as the troops were on the ground the pelican took off. The sun shone brightly and the dust of the desert slid across the landscape. The Sergeant motioned for the first squad to move up. The crouched marines inched their way to the door.

When one of the marines was about six feet from it, the door hissed and slid open. An elite sprung out and grabbed the marine by his neck and snapped it. It then threw the dead marine to the ground his body kicking up dust as it landed. More elites came pouring out after.

"Man down." Said a fellow marine.

"Show time!" Yelled another pulling the trigger of his shotgun.

The Spartan fired at one of the elites. It had no chance as its shield wore away and the bullets tore into its body. The marines formed a half circle around the entrance and blasted their enemies to the ground as they came out. This continued for several seconds. The Spartan took a frag grenade and tossed it into the building. The ground shook and smoke came misting out of the door.

The marines stood for a minute with their weapons pointed at the door. The blackness from the doorway made seeing inside the structure impossible. A faint thundering of footsteps could be heard. As the marines waited they grew louder and louder until it sound as if the creatures were right in front of the doorway.

Then a hunter emerged from the darkness. Immediately the marines fired at the enormous beast. The bullets ricocheted off in every direction. The hunter charged forward and knocked two marines to the ground. Then out came more hunters and elites.

"This is suicide man!" Yelled a marine.

The Spartan took one of the hunters down then turned and cracked an elite in the back of the head with the butt end of his rifle. He could hear the crunch of the elite's skull cracking. A hunter fired its gun and it exploded killing three more marines.

Green took the muzzle of his gun and placed it firmly on a hunter's head and pulled the trigger. He then fired the rest of his clip, taking down an elite.

"Soaring Angel!" The Sergeant yelled into his comlink.

"Yes sergeant?"

"We need immediate dust off! Over!"

"Roger that Sergeant, we're on our way. Over and out."

A marine swung his flamethrower around and burnt an elite to a crisp. He then tried frying a hunter, but it took its big shield and beat the man to the ground. The Spartan took a plasma grenade and threw it on a hunters back. It didn't know until it was too late. Orange blood spewed on the nearby soldiers.

"Is that all you got?" Taunted a marine.

The hunter then knocked the marine over and stomped on his head. The Sergeant came up behind it and blasted a hole through the hunter's stomach. His rifle clicked and he threw it aside. He then drew up an shotgun one of the fallen marines had dropped. He blew two elites to the ground in one shot.

The Spartan picked up another assault rifle and shot in two directions. He dropped an elite. Then sprayed blood out of a hunter's side as the bullets tore into its body. Green and the Spartan stood back to back as the last soldiers in the battle.

The sergeant threw a frag grenade at a hunter. It landed at its feet and exploded. It and an elite fell. The Spartan pointed both guns at a hunter that was charging him. His arms shook as the slugs exited the muzzle and entered the hunters orange body.

The Sergeant ran out of ammo and pulled out his pistol and fired. Brains blasted out of the back of the elite's head. Then a hunter came up from the side of him. He turned and shot, but missed. The hunter knocked the Spartan over and lifted the
Sergeant up into the air. The hunter then took the Sergeant and stabbed his body through one of the dead hunter's spikes. Green spit blood out and raised his gun one last time. He pulled the trigger and blew a chunk out of the side of the hunter's head.

The Spartan dropped his gun and drew his pistol. An elite came and hit him with its plasma rifle. His shield went up and he could fell its thick liquid texture running down his body. He stumbled back and fired three shots onto the elite's chest. He then dodged a hunter's attack and shot it in the back. It fell over with a groan and kicked dust up as it landed with a thump on the desert floor.

He fired some more shots into an pair of elites. His pistol was out of ammo. He dropped it and pulled out something he thought he'd never have to use, a combat knife. A hunter charged him. The Spartan jumped up and landed on its back. He grabbed hold of one of the spikes while he reached around with the other hand and slit the beast's throat. He rode it to the ground. He stood and jabbed it into an elite's chest and pulled down. Purple blood oozed out as it screamed and fell backwards.

There was only a hunter left standing. As it charged up its weapon the Spartan threw the knife and it stabbed the hunter in the neck. He stood alone on the battlefield for only a few seconds. Until a large gorilla looking creature stepped out of the facility's entrance. It was larger than a hunter. It ran out of the doorway. It was faster than an elite.

Its muscles were ripped and covered in bulging veins.

It let out war cry then ran toward the Spartan. He rolled to the side and drew up a shotgun. He pulled trigger. The bullets slammed into the creature's chest. It came over and punched him in the face. He fell on his side. It then picked him up by the throat.
He tried to suck in air, but nothing came. His vision began to darken. He head butt the beast in the forehead. His visor stabbed into his foe's skull. It dropped him and he fell on his stomach.

The covenant roared and grabbed its head. The Spartan rolled away and pulled his knife from the hunter's neck. The creature started toward him. His hand gripped the weapon hard. He thrust his hand forward. The creature grabbed his forearm. His gauntlet bent under the pressure. His arm felt as it were about to break in two. His hand loosened and the knife fell from his grasp. The covenant grabbed it before it hit the ground.

"Oh, hell." Said the Spartan.

The creature took the five-inch blade and jammed it into the Spartan's chest plate. He felt the very tip of the knife touch his skin. He punched the creature in the cheek. It took its fist and slammed it into the Spartan's face shattering his visor. Glass cut his face as he fell hard on his back. He looked into the beast's eyes. Its fiery brown eyes, full of hate. Hate of the human race. Then his vision slipped into darkness.