Chapter One
Spartan 137- Nick gunned the warthog. Speeding across the blasted plains. His partner Spartan 334- Tank was reloading his MA5B rifle. Nick checked the supplies (okay) two M6D magnums, one combat shotgun, two SMGS, one S2 AM sniper rifle, one M119 rocket launcher, and one extra MA5B rifle. It had been days since the strange storm played haywire with their radio equipment. They were now following a strange signal towards a, what looked like, a castle ahead. The 'Hog swerved and hit a large object on the rocks.
A female civilian (err well that's what she looked like) was lying on the ground.
Unconscious she had a cut on her inner left leg. Tank applied some antibiotics to the wound. Still not getting up they checked her vitals.
"Vitals normal Nick what do we do?"
"Put her in the back and bind her arms and legs."
"All right "
Afterwards they started the 'Hog back up and continued. About ten minutes later the woman woke up. Shouting and yelling in some language she finally said her own name Kira. After she settled down they told her everything. Suddenly Tank passed out then Kira did too finally Nick succumbed to the strange feeling.
He woke up with an awful pain in his head.
" Where are we?"
" Whoa threat monitor's going pretty high."
" Good I feel like shooting something."
Then he noticed where they were. His hometown of Monrovia. Only everything was in ruins. Old buildings, wrecked cars, and broken windows were seen.
" Tank is this really…?"
" I guess so, Lets go on foot"
Nick grabbed the shotgun and a bandolier of shells & the S2 AM sniper rifle. Tank grabbed a Magnum and a rifle. Kira grabbed a glaive from under her cloak. They made short running bursts from cover to cover. Nick saw their old school in the distance. There were rotting decrepit people around it clawing at the doors. Nick aimed for a head shot at burned one of the zombies a long range. He continued until there were none left. They cautiously moved inside. A young woman with beautiful red hair, a lean slender figure, bright green eyes, and vivid purple nail polish stepped into view.
" Master!"
" What the- get off me!"
" I love you Master!"
The girl had jumped onto Nick and hugged him fiercely. All of a sudden she started to remove her clothes saying she just wanted to see Master happy.
" Stop it right now!"
" What's wrong Master?"
They shared their tale and let the girl (her name was Sadira) tag along. Apparently she thought of Nick as her Master and would be his servant till she died.