The captain lunged foward at Nemesis, but she hit him with the back of her axe. He fell, his neck was bleeding. Nemesis held her axe over her head and swang down at the Captain, but right before it hit him he rolled out of the way and slashed her arm. She looked at her wound and watched the blood drip out of her cut and splashed the ground. She became enraged and swung her axe at at him, he ducked still bleeding and his point on his helmet fell to the ground. He ran up the axe still in the ground, and slashed her face lef and right. He went for the finishing stab but she pulled her axe out of the ground and sent him flying. He flew into the mountain wall. One of his ribs cracked and he spat up blood. He stood up and she swung the axe and just barely hit him. His armor was cracked. She swung vertical that time and he rolled out of the way. He slashed the axe handle and it broke. She had nothing but her strength to use now. She jabbed him in the chest and he gagged blood. He backed up and fell off the cliff edge, or so everyone thought. Nemesis walked over and saw him hanging from his sword kicked off the wall and was above her. He pulled his arm back and when he got close enough slashed her face in half. She fell to the ground. Everyone looked at him in disbeleif. "I have won" he said "everyone into a Phantom, we're leaving." The brutes growled and ran over to them, but everyone got into a Phantom unharmed. The Phantoms below rose as did the Seraphs and Banshees. The Phantom's on the cliff side rose and 2 picked up a wraith tank. The Phantoms flew away and the Seraph bombers caused the mountain to crumble.
Miranda, Johnson, Aribiter, and the Captain with his squad were in the leading Phantom. Miranda sat, thinking about what had happened that day... and her father. "You know my father had the same rank as you." said Miranda The Captain turned around at her. "Keyes right?" asked the Captain. Miranda looked at the ground. "Yes." "Captain isn't all its cracked up to be. Everyone depends on you and if you screw up, than no one will look up to you. Sometimes you have to go out on a limb to gain respect for your past mistakes... even if it kills you." Arbiter turned to the Captain. "You ought to go to the medic." said the Arbiter. "I'm fine," snapped the Captain. "But we are going to make a stop and camp out over night, to train and eat." "You wouldn't happen to have a cigar would you?" asked Jonhson "What's a cigar" asked the Captain. Johnson looked around, he hadn't had a cigar in 2 days. "We land here in this feild" the Captain told everyone over his link. "form and park in this formation". The screen displayed a formation.
"Captain out."
Everyone got into formation and parked. Everyone walked out of there ship. They all stood in single file, grunts in front, then humans, then elites, then hunters, and waited for the Captain to stand on the hill infront of them. He limped up the hill. "My warriors,"he said our mission was a success. We over threw the brutes, saved our brethern, made new allies, restocked our food and weapon supplies and, with few deaths at that. Good job warriors." The crowd roared. "Our mission is far from over. We have one more holding camp known of so far, we have to take back the Cruiser, rescue our bretheren from the Holy city, make it back to earth, and stop the Prophet of Truth from destroying us all." The warriors held their weapon's tightly and looked at one another. "We can do this, but now we must rest and eat. Everyone go do what you please, our grunt chef's will be serving food at all the Phatoms except mine. Your free time begins after we have a count of warriors. Ning, get to it." Ning walked around counting everyone. "108 elites, 175 grunts, 30 hunters, and 54 humans. A total of 367 warriors." announced Ning. "We gained 101 warriors since last count." said the Captain. Everyone go your free time is now drop your weapons off at the armory Phantom. Everyone scrambled putting there weapon's away and going to get some well earned food. The weak were aided in front of the Captain's Phantom.
Johnson got inline for some food. 8 minutes later he arived at the serving table that folded out of the wall in the Phantom but it's real purpose was to work as a bunker. "What'll it be?" asked the serving grunt. Another grunt came over with a tray which displayed all the types of food they had. "I'll have the...2 pound blind wolf meat and those two blue fruits." said Johnson. "Yummy, the fruits are my favorite. They're called buckles." Said the grunt. What kind of drink would you like?" Johnson looked at tray and to his surprise the food dissapeared and drinks came up. He thought the display food on the tray was real, they even smelled real, but they were just holograms. He saw some weird looking beverages and picked the orange looking one. "Great choice" said the grunt. "Here you are" he pulled a tray out from the cockpit where the food was prepared and handed it to Johnson "Thanks" said Johnson as he walked away to a group of marines sitting around blue fire.
"Hey it's Johnson." said Kyle Mcgee a soldier who once worked in Johnson's platone. "Hey it's Kyle, how yah doin man?" Asked Johnson. "I'm fine Johnson." Said Kyle. "Do yah wanna train with me later?" Johnson thought about it and realized he might seriosly hurt the guy making the warrior list go down. "Nah, not today, anyway." "What? You scared, Sarg'?" Asked Kyle. "No, I'm not. I just don't want to hurt you." said Johnson "All I hear are pathetic excuses." said Kyle. "Come on Sarg'." All the marines that could hear what was going on looked at Johnson. "Fine. I'll train with you, but if I hurt you, don't go crying to the Captain giving me a bad reputation." "That's what I'm afraid you'll do." said Kyle with a smile.