Chapter 2
0800 Hours, Halo, Feb. 16, 2552
"Come in Blue Team!" I shouted into the COM channel. Still static. "No, don't tell me! The Flood might've infected them!" I said in panic. I told Will to follow me and I was going too fast for him so I had to flip an abandoned Warthog for us to get in.
Nick was still fighting off the creature when one of the pods exploded on Jeremy. "Jeremy…Jeremy!" Nick yelled. "AHHHHHHH! Get it off me! Get it off me!" Jeremy yelled. Nick shot a short burst of shotgun at a creature that was going to pounce on him. "Nick……Jeremy…get…out…of…there!" Nick heardin the COM channel. "That's and order Marine." Nick thought a moment and called to Jeremy, "Get over here Jeremy! Master Chief said so!"
I was running towards the Warthog when a Flood Pod came and got on Will. It made all these disgusting gurgling noises that made me sick. Then, Will was gone, and a Flood took his place. "Sorry Will," I said sadly. I shot Will and he fell to the ground, dead, or so I thought. I got in the Warthog and said "Nick? Meet me at the Pelican now!" "Roger, Chief," Nick responded. Master Chief fiddled with his COM until he came within range with Admiral Hood. "This is Spartan one-one-seven. Does anyone read me?"
