Disclaimer: I don't own Halo or Halo 2
A/N: Dude, if you just figured I decided to write a story about it, which I've known for such a long time, you're right.
1) I'm a female
2) I'm no newb
3) You really don't know what writing is about if you think I just figured out what a rocket can do to two warthogs.
Two Rockets, Two Warthogs
Part Two: Newb Hunting techniques
There was a player named Slayer666. He was an experienced player but loved team training more than anything in the world. And why did he love it so much? Because Newbs existed there, newbs that deserved to die.
"All right, round two coming on," he whispered as he entered his chosen match. He let out a shout of glee when he saw a team made up of one main player and three guests. The flexed his hands eagerly on the control, this was going to be fun.
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He paced back and forth between the top and the bottom of the hallway where the over shield would respawn. He held as his one weapon the rockets and in his other the sword. He had the sword out currently and was waiting for the over shield to respawn.
"Who is next on the newb is right?" he asked into his mike. "Come one come all! Newbs are welcome at the price of death!" It was incredibly cheesy but he enjoyed it. He saw a red dot on his radar and crouched, waiting for the perfect kill. A blue figure entered his sight and he slashed. "PERFECT!" He shouted it so loud he was sure he'd blow out his mike. He jumped for joy and returned to his scouting. This was Team Slayer Training too…he just made another kill for his team, who were doing quite well without him. He just wanted to kill some more newb. A red teammate ran by him and he watched them run up the ramp, battle riffle in hand as they went to the top, probably going for the sniper which another teammate had said they didn't want but were watching.
Slayer666 saw two red dots coming towards him so he switched to his rockets. He watched amusedly as two newbs came into his sights and started shooting at him. He shot the rockets towards the ground and killed them both. "DOUBLE KILL WOOT!" He looked at his screen; those two kills had ended the match. "Aw man, ended already?"
He looked over his stats, not too many kills but no deaths whatsoever. He smiled and went back to his main screen. He was ready for another match.
END
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