Ok, chapter 4, it's ready. Probably gonna take a while to write #5, but I'll work fast for u guys. Until then, enjoy the story!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own anything about Halo. I only own my crazy ideas that are related to Halo. This really bites :P
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As usual:
"Talking"
'Thinking'
Flashbacks or Memories
#Whispering#
::Radio/Intercom Chatter::
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::Master Chief, we need you off of that rock, now!:: says Captain Keyes.
::I'm waiting to regroup with the others, we're almost ready!::
Suddenly, the squad of Spartans were ambushed buy a huge group of brutes. Taken by surprise, they had no where to run, and no where to hide. They immediately began firing their weapons, but to no avail. The brutes' tough hide was hardly penetrated by the Spartans' bullets. That's when everything went horribly wrong.
"Kelly, behind you!" quickly yells the Master Chief, but not fast enough. Kelly was hit hard in the back of the head and fell face-first on the ground. "NO!! KELLY!!" He turns and faces an entire group of brutes racing towards him. 'Kelly…why….' Master Chief picks up Kelly's shotgun and pulls back on the pump. "Want it, fuckers?! You can have it!"
He jumps at the front brute and shoves the barrel of the gun down its throat. Its eyes open wide before its neck explodes and blood is splattered all over the Master Chief's armor. He hits the next brute's head with the butt of the shotgun so hard that a loud crack is heard from the sudden breaking of its neck bones. Pumping the gun again, he jumps into the air and fires down on top of the brutes. The shells lodge into the crowns of their skulls and they fall to the ground limp. He spins around and takes out the last two with ease. "Linda…(panting in between words)…let's…get…out of…here…."
Linda did not respond. He looked around for her, but she wasn't anywhere to be found. Master Chief couldn't wait around and look for her, he had to get out of there. He met up with Andrew and Mike at the top of the hill, which was where they would be picked up by a self-piloted Pelican. This was the worst battlefield that they had ever seen: the human soldiers were being slaughtered like animals. Explosives were set of everywhere and the ground beneath their feet was scorching hot from the searing rays of plasma shot by the Covenant aircrafts. They waited for what seemed like hours, hiding behind rocks and burnt trees to evade the sight of the ever-vigilant Covenant. A sniper shot rang out from behind him and when he looked back, Andrew's body was leaning against a large rock motionless. The visor of his helmet was burnt open from the hot plasma beam and the entire inside of it was sprayed with the blood of his friend. He couldn't stand it anymore. They had to get out.
They eventually reached the drop-zone, boarded the Pelican, and took off from Reach. "This is the last time we will ever see this planet, Mike. I just wished we could've stopped it all. If I had kept my eyes on the radar, none of this…"
"Stop killing yourself, John. I've seen enough of my comrades die today. I don't think I can stand losing another."
The sat motionless for the rest of the ride. The reloaded all of their weapons and recharged their flashlight batteries. Then the unexpected happened. The auto-pilot system began to malfunction. They needed to get off, and fast.
"Mike, grab the other jet-pack. We need to get the hell out of here!" He follows his officer's orders and equipped the jet-pack. They both jump out of the rear of the Pelican together and turn on their packs. "Mike, you ready? Mike? MIKE!!!"
The other Spartan's jet-pack exploded with only a muffled sound and no flames because of the absence of atmosphere. His body was left drifting off in space as Master Chief held back his tears and continued his course to the Pillar of Autumn. He never thought he would see any of his soldiers again. They had been his only friends, his only family since he was first drafted into the Spartan-II project at age 6. Now he was left with nothing but the company of the remaining UNSC marines.
"Gray squad, stay put. We need you to guard the entrance. Stay covered and don't give away your position. I don't want any more lives wasted out here. Understand?" says the Master Chief with a serious tone of voice.
"Crystal clear, Master Chief," say the marines all at once.
::Red squad, advance your position approximately 25 yards north at a six degree angle from your current stand-point. Over:: says Linda.
::Yes, Ma'am. Over.::
"Blue squad, follow us. We're goin' in," commands the Master Chief.
"Aye-aye, sir," says the Sergeant.
They advance into the military base at a slow speed, ducking around corners and hiding behind any sort of cover they could find. They were lucky to have lost only two lives outside the walls of the base; it was the biggest fight Master Chief has been in so far. Even with the losses that occurred, they did not lose sight of their objective and kept moving towards the center of the Covenant fortress.
It was not long until they encountered their first group of enemies. Mere grunts would not put up much of a fight, but it still slowed them down. Combining stealth with strength, the Master Chief snuck up behind all eight of the grunts and used the butt of his weapon to neutralize them without the others noticing each other's absence.
He motioned for the rest to follow him and continued forward. ::Linda, anything down these halls? Over.::
::Not anymore, no. Over.::
Master Chief could not get used to hearing her voice again. He still managed to crack a smile from her humor and continued down the halls of the structure.
"This is it, marines…out last stand. After this, we're shippin' out. If you want to live, you will do exactly what I say. I need three volunteers to stay outside these doors and guard them. Nothing is to get through. The rest of you will follow me into this chamber and kill all in our paths. No hesitation is allowed. Let's go," commands the Master Chief amongst his soldiers. Three marines volunteer to stay outside and the others ready their weapons for anything behind those doors. ::Red squad…NOW!!!::
Out of nowhere, the interior walls of the chamber burst open, revealing marines which immediately fire upon the hordes of Covenant guarding the Prophet. They were taken by surprise, dazed, and had no idea what to think. But this wasn't enough, the humans needed more of an advantage. And that's exactly what they got.
The main entrance to the chamber is busted down by Master Chief, who comes storming into the room with Blue squad. Linda jumps down from where Red squad entered, and began to gun down the snipers around the room. Master Chief slashes at his enemies, using almost no energy at all.
The Prophet was trying to escape, but Linda couldn't let that happen. With one shot of her carbine, the Prophet was dislodged from his floating throne and fell limp onto the ground beneath him. Its head was left bleeding on the floor as the marines trampled through the bodies of the Covenant.
"We lost four members from Red squad, Master Chief," reports a soldier.
"Only two from Blue squad," reports another.
::Gray squad, how's the gates? Over.:: Master Chief waits for a response, but none is ever returned. 'Wasted….'
"Linda, marines, let's get the hell out of here," says Master Chief.
"Master Chief, I don't think that will be happening anytime soon," states Linda with a worried sound to her voice.
"Why is that, soldier?"
"Look."
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Whew! I like ending in cliffhangers, sorry. O well, just read the next chapter, that's all lmao. Oh yeah, and please review!!!