Halo: Cloak and Daggers
By: Natination
Will groggily raised his head from the table as he looked at the clock on the counter; he had fallen asleep for 5 hours! Bewildered he gathered everything up quickly and marched down the hallway. Dom read some reports of something as he gave a quick smile to Will before turning and leaving.
Going past the security station Will entered the room of the marine. He looked up frantically.
"You're not going to let that guy torture me?" George asked. "Are you?"
"I need the story now. I have 30 minutes left to get everything out of you before that guy gets a green light from the brass to do it. The bastard put a drug in my coffee to make me sleep for 5 hours. I think I woke a bit early though." Will quickly sad. He tapped on the recorder. "Ok let's get started, what happened after you moved into position?"
The man complied and sat down on his bunk sketching another picture as he started to tell what happened.
After 20-30 minutes of waiting John radioed my position…
"Echo, you and George go find out what happened to our scouts." John said over the radio.
"Roger moving out. George you catch that last transmission? You're with me, come on." Echo said. Now why he was called Echo was beyond George's mind but he followed him anyway as they made their way through the jungle.
"There's the ruins, come on. Be quiet, no sudden movement." Echo whispered. Following echo's lead, George crawled on the ground splashing thought the mud on his belly. It was hard at first because of the rocks but once they got to just dirt it was easier to slide on the ground. He was soaked to the bone from the rain and mud covered his uniform.
They crawled 20 yards up to the outpost where voices echoed.
"Yeah those marines are holding outside our perimeter. Their going to send two more guys most likely when those 4 ODST's don't report in."
"We best are ready then."
"Yup. We're going to need to get down and crawl on the ground so their motion trackers don't pick us up."
"Can our shields hold for that long once we're in position?"
"Most likely not, but we just need to get among them and we have them by the throat ready to slice it."
"Ok. How are those rocks going?"
"Good. I got some nice and solid ones."
Echo looked into a hole in the wall and peered into it. He sat there still less for perhaps 5 minutes. George looked at him and continued to look around them scouting for any targets. Apparently Echo heard enough and signaled a dash back to the marine position. Time to get out. Now. The ODST's helmet didn't reveal any panic looked but his movements were quick and panicky.
"We have to get out of here now!" Echo whispered. "They are preparing to attack, there is 6 of them."
The dash back to old position was quick but it alerted those men inside that there were people spying on them when George broke a twig. Screams of alarm was yelled as they dashed after the men. Echo was a full 3 yards ahead of him as he bulldozed his way though the jungle. His shotgun fired at anything that got in his way, a path of small trees that were mowed down was evident as George followed.
They erupted into the position almost by accident and collapsed near the marines covering them.
"Sir, Echo is back. They were running like hell. Got visually movement in the trees." A marine said. He told two raw recruits to back him up They uneasily got into position and glanced around nervously. Trees rattled in every direction as something brushed by them.
Echo pointed his shotgun at a specific direction, the way he came as George pointed his battle rifle there as well.
"We're all going to die." Echo said out loud. "Those aren't normal men and women."
"What the bloody hell are you talking about?" One of the men said.
"Those are Spartans." Echo said. "The best of the best, I thought they just propaganda, apparently not. Their coming for us now."
"They are? Armed with what." George said. "You're the one that looked at them. Armed with what?"
"Rocks, granite rocks." Echo said. "One or two had knifes."
"Their going to kill us all with rocks and knifes?" One marine laughed. "You got to be kidding me."
"Dude, I'm serious, this is no joke, and anything put into a Spartan's hand can be considered a lethal weapon. Hell their hands are lethal. They don't even need the suits of armor to kill us"
"Echo stops running your mouth. No one is leaving and I'm sure all 36 of us can kick a few Spartan's asses. Once those men get back."
"No we cannot sir. The other scouts are dead." Echo yelled back. "We're all going to die I'm telling you!"
A tree in the jungle groaned as some large weight had been put on top of it but then moved on.
"They know we're here now, and their coming for us… now." Echo said. "They are coming to kill us all. We have a snowflake chance in hell of beating them."