Spartan III: The Rescue
The two pilots reared to the side trying to dodge the incoming bullets but it was to late. The two shots pierced the hulls of both Banshees instantly killing whatever being was unfortunate enough to be inside it. The Elite corpses fell out of their cockpits and hit the ground with a loud crunch. The pilot-less Banshees also came tumbling out of the sky landing on the Elite corpses crushing their lifeless bodies even more into the ground. "Thanks for the ride", whispered Wasp as he climbed into the nearest Banshee.
He slid inside the cockpit and the hatch immediately closed behind him. He pressed a red button and the Banshee rose off the ground hovering in mid-air. He grabbed hold of the single joystick and slowly tilted it back. Wasp was surprised at how similar the Covenant's flight mechanics were to human vessels. He pressed a flashing purple button and the Banshee picked up speed. He looked through his tiny target finder and was surprised at what he saw. Straight ahead, in the distance, was a silver structure that was crawling with Covenant and marines. The Covenant, from the looks of it, outnumbered the marines three to one. The alien bastards also had two Wraith tanks destroying human platoons two at a time. "Marines", Wasp said into his comm.-link, "this is Spartan Wasp coming to even the odds. Do you read me?" There was no answer.
Wasp went into a nosedive and started to fire upon the nearest Wraith. The tank didn't even have a chance to turn around and face its attacker before it was destroyed and was nothing more than a pile of scolding, purple alloy. The second tank however did turn around and started to unleash its plasma towards the Banshee. Wasp coordinated a crash course for the Wraith while dodging its shots. He pressed the purple button and the Banshee lurched into supersonic speed. Wasp then opened the hatch and jumped fifty feet into the raging battle below. He landed in a crouch position and unsheathed his newly acquired energy sword just as the Banshee crashed full speed into the Wraith exploding into a cloud of bright blue plasma. Bad-ass…
The explosion killed five Grunts and two of their platoon leader Elites. But that didn't stop them from charging towards the "demon". A Special ops Elite in black armor unsheathed its energy sword and rushed towards Wasp. Wasp blocked the attack with his own sword entering a sword lock with him. They were so close that the alien's breath left moisture on his MJOLNIR II visor. But something was startling the Elite. Wasp's armor slowly activated and he started to disappear before the Elites very eyes until he disappeared all together. Even the Energy sword disappeared. The Elite frantically looked around for the demon who was no longer there. Then a fifty-caliber bullet pierced the Elite's spinal cord leaving him paralyzed on the very spot he stood. Wasp armor revealed his position. He was standing on the wreckage of the Wraith he destroyed moments before. He holstered his sniper rifle and unleashed his uncontained fury upon his unexpecting prey around him. As a lone vigilante he was dangerous, but as a Spartan he was god…
After slaying every Covenant ground troop in the area, Wasp moved up the Forerunner structure's ramp and into the very depths of the structure, but he was too late. A marine signal blasted over his internal comm. "Anyone read we need help. The Covenant are too strong. They have over run sector 56 and are approaching our position. Oh my god they are breaking in! HELP-", the sound of Covenant plasma was the last thing Wasp heard. This was only more of a reason for him to fight the aliens. He will kill them slowly one by one…
To Be Continued in Spartan III: When the Wasp Strikes