Here's chapter 5. Enjoy!
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"Talking"
'Thinking'
Flashbacks or Memories
#Whispering#
::Radio/Intercom Chatter::
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There was no landscape, no horizon, nothing. All that they could see was smoke. Thick, black smoke filled the air around them. The air was heated, and the ground was hot. Master Chief was sweating inside his armor, thinking 'What have they done?'
Stepping out from the giant hole in the wall in which they were peering through, the two Spartans gaze around, but find nothing. The remaining marines follow them out of the fortress and into the blanket of smoke. The Master Chief turns on his flashlight and commands, "Follow my lead. I'll get us out."
The marines do as they're told and click on their lights. Feeling around, Master Chief stays against the walls of buildings in order to keep track of where he was. A sudden flash of green light takes them by surprise. "Holy crap!"
"Pull it together, marine! Just stay low and out of sight!" yells the Master Chief.
A pack of hunters walks directly past them and disappear into the smoke. "They're gone," says one of the marines. He moves out of his hiding place. The hunter taking up the rear hears a sound and fires into the open. The plasma beam burns straight through the flesh of the marine and collapses into two halves. The rest of the pack turn around and fire in the same direction.
Linda dashes around, evading every shot fired by the blind-firing hunters. Thinking on her feet, she quickly tosses a grenade into the pack. It explodes, but with no result. The hunters' armor is too strong for one grenade to penetrate through it. The marines obviously knew that, and threw a dozen grenades into the fray.
The combined explosions tear through the bodies of some of the hunters. Almost as it was planned, the force from the grenades spread the smoke out from in front of them and reveal the rest of the hunters. But it also revealed their position.
Instantly, the hunters fire into a whole group of marines, ripping through the entire regiment. They marines did not have a chance.
Without realizing what had happened, the Master Chief opened fire into the pack of hunters, killing one with his battle-rifle. The hunters turned to face him and began to charge their shots for a second round.
The sounds of a sniper rang out from the sky. One after another the hunters fell to the ground motionless. Linda jumps down from her position on top of a two story building. "Well, fortunately for you, I was here."
Looking back at his original hiding spot, he sees the blackened carcasses and scorched limbs of the group of marines. The four remnants of the squad appear from their cover and turn away from the horrid sight. ::Cortana to Mohican. Get us the hell out of here. Over.::
::Pelican on the way. Over.::
"All we can do is wait…" says the Master Chief surprisingly calmly, almost as though he had no clue what had just happened. "We thank those who have given their lives today."
"Don't worry marines, we'll be out of here soon," says Linda, comforting the remaining marines.
One of the marines leans against the wall and breaks down into tears. Linda walks over to him and places her hand on his shoulder. "It'll be ok, Private…"
"No…n…no, it won't…" says the marine, wiping the tears from his face. "W..we're all gonna die here. Tho…those bastards…" The marine picks up his submachine gun and grabs another one from the field of corpses. He reloads them, and starts walking into the smoke. "I'm not…going down without…without a fight," he said unto the others.
"Get back here, marine!" screams Linda. He pays no attention to her and keeps on walking.
"No, Linda, he's right." The Master Chief exchanges his sword for a shotgun laying on the ground. "We're not leaving without a fight." Master Chief runs in the same direction as the marine, and the others follow him. "No buts, you're coming to," says Master Chief coldly to Linda. She catches up with them and turns on her flashlight.
::Oh, fuck! I could use some fuckin' help over here! Fuck, it burns!::
::Damnit marine, fall back! Find cover, we'll be there shortly!:: says the Master Chief.
::No more hiding for me! They'll pay for what they did to my brother! These assholes will pay!::
::Marine, listen to my orders! I command you to find cover! NOW!::
::Hell, no!...(gun shots ring out over the radio)…::
#Damnit, marine. We need you alive.#
They receive no more transmissions from the lone marine, and quicken their pace to catch up to him. The smoke begins to thin out as they advance farther to the edge of the city. "He's on my radar. Double-time, marines!" shouts Linda.
The group of soldiers run to their comrade without any enemy encounters. It seemed he had cleared the way for them, leaving nothing but dead bodies on the ground. They reach the marine's location, and find him standing in the middle of an empty battleground on the west shore of the city. "Told…you…they would…they would pay…" he manages to say while panting. Everyone could tell he was injured just by the way he was standing.
"Don't worry, marine. Our ride is almost here," says the Master Chief.
"I…I…I don't…think…I'll be…getting on…that bird, Master Chie…" The marine's legs some to lose all strength and collapse underneath him. His hands open up and release the grip he had on his weapon. He falls onto the bloodstained sand beneath him and lays there with his eyes wide open. He struggles to say, "I'm…coming...broth...er..." His last few tears fall from his eyes and slide down his cheek. The drip into the blood beneath his face and absorb into the sand. His body loses all sense of motion and his blood starts to slowly stream out of his mouth.
"Private…" ::Report to these coordinates. We're ready for dust-off. Over.:: The Master Chief picks up the marine and carries him to the edge of the water. The Pelican flies over to their location and the soldiers board the aircraft. "This man deserves a proper burial at home. His name is Jeremy Sanders. Get me his information."
"Yes, sir," says Cortana. Within seconds she responds. "His family is in Rimmington, a small isolated village approximately 3,000 mile from here."
"Pilot, we're making a quick stop before heading back to the Mohican," says the Master Chief.
"Roger that, Master Chief."
He lays the body down on a medical bed and sits down next to him. Master Chief rest his head against the wall and lets out a deep sigh. Linda sits down next to him andleans her head against his. "It's not your fault, John…"
Master Chief just at Linda and speaks with a tone that lacks all expression. "I know, Linda. I know."
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Wow, I almost cried while writing that lmao. Im too damn emotional for my own good. Please review it!