Halo: Cloak and Daggers

By: Natination

Will dash down the hallway and into his office where his radio was. Dom always used a certain frequency and Will had trouble for a minute trying to get the right one.

Meanwhile Dom punched the man and did an uppercut to his neck. George couldn't understand why Will would let this happened. Yeah sure, he killed roughly 12 guys that were chasing after him but it wasn't his fault. The Spartans were supposed to have broken out by now and grab the supplies they needed.

"Tell me everything now, and the pain will stop." Dom whispered into George's ear before having a guard give him a Taser shock.

Dom continued to punch him before he had enough and then grabbed a Taser. A scream ripped out of George for a full three seconds. The Agent apparently stopped then before he heard radio chatter.

"Dom! Get to my office now!" Someone said.

"Not right now Will, I'm busy." Dom replied into the radio. "I'm talking with your subject."

"You don't understand! I know who killed those men." Will said.

"Alright then, theorize then." Dom retorted.

"Spartans…" Will said. "And George is one of them!"

George was tired and bleeding pretty badly from his face. But hearing the word Spartans suddenly ticked off something in his mind when he heard it on his torturer's radio. The two men holding him he knocked one down and kicked the other one into the wall with ease. The man on the ground got George's foot coming down onto his neck and snapping it.

Dom looked at the "prisoner" and realized what was going to happen: he was going to die. The man dashed towards him with supernatural speed and tackled him to the ground. Getting up he grabbed a Magnum from Dom's pistol holster before Dom could grab it. George fired a single shot straight though the forehead. As the body flopped to the floor spilling blood and brains everywhere. He glanced at the camera and noticed that the camera's was not recording but still active. Grabbing the other pistol from the dead marine lying near the wall and grabbed all the extra ammo they had. 96 rounds total.

The security cameras would be reporting this now and he had to be ready. He heard the approaching footsteps and other screams of men who were guarding the rest of the Spartans. The other Spartans had broken out already he grabbed the door and tried to open it. It was locked. He pressed the barrel to the lock and fired once destroying the locking mechanism. Pulling open the door, and waiting a second before he looked down the hallway. The guard at his door was dead, shot in the forehead and he heard heavy footsteps coming nearby. He backed into the room and left the door partial open to make it look like he had left.

Meanwhile Will ran down the hallway into a group of soldiers fully armed with jackhammer rocket launchers and shotguns. They yelled intruder alert had been sounded near the guest quarters block. Will rushed down the hallway gripping his pistol in his hand. Grabbing some ammo he dashed after the troopers before they would reach their destination.

Will caught up to them and entered a small battlefield. Some badly placed shots were in the ceiling and several bodies were lying around the three hallways to the visitor quarters. The marine guard post count had grown in the past few minutes and 12 armed marines were searching for survivors.

"Watch out! These men are Spartans." Will whispered. There were three men behind him in single file as they walked down the hallway slowly. The ceiling had several vents on top at certain intervals. They were checked as Will directed them towards George's cell. 5 marines were ahead of Will and will glance to make sure his flank was secured when he heard screams up ahead. Two pistols had opened up behind the marines who had assumed that the prisoner cell had been cleared.

"Fire in the hole." A voice whispered to will as he did a half crouch and fired a rocket into the prisoner room. A whump was heard as the door fell off its hinges. Inside after the room had been cleared was a scene of chaos. Two dead guards and Dom with his head blown off, the observer window however was bashed open and a trail of blood lead out the door.

Will looked in disgust at Dom who lay motionless then towards remaining marines. "Come on."

Will ran out the room and dashed down the hallway as they followed the trails of dead bodies.

"All Marines, intruders are trying to get out of the base, heading for the elevator. All marine tactical forces head for it now!" Will yell in the radio. The marines followed him as he made his way though the mazes of tunnels and rooms looking down the room for dead bodies which pretty much were laid out.

"Someone get to the main armory." Will said. "Check out the weapons there, make sure everything is there." A voice of one squad said they were their now. Will looked back to where he was going and ran into someone or something hard. He looked up to see one of the prisoners they extracted glancing down at him then at the marines who uneasily aimed at him.

"Alright, lay down your arms or I'll be forced to kill you." The man said. The marines didn't move but focused more on aiming at the armed prisoner. And the man jumped and rolled up firing a SMG. The marines screamed as they tried to keep up with the Spartan but were taken down under a hail of bullets.

"ONI agent, if I were you, I wouldn't move. The only reason why I didn't use you as a shield was because Nate told me that you didn't support this government bullshit." The figure said. In the light will finally get to see him for what he was. Honest to god Spartan alright, some of his hair had silver flakes and one of his arms had a large piece of silver showing. It was a military buzz cut but now it had started to grow out. His eyes though he saw dark hard brown eyes that could cut steel.

The Spartan grabbed a Battle rifle and a shotgun before he moved on past Will. He glanced down at the agent before he moved down the hallway at a walking pace.

"If you really are in the military and you actually have any intelligence, I Would get the hell out of here if I were you. We set the place to blow." the Spartan muttered quickly before turning a corner. Will didn't get up as other voices were heard. He had to stop his men, if they got into a drawn firefight and the base went, well everyone would die. Will got up and ran down an adjacent hallway and ran into another UNSC marine group that hadn't gotten rip to shreds yet. They were a bunch of jumpy recruits and one of them fired a misplaced shot above Will's head before realizing Will was an officer.

"Friendly!" Will called out before the recruits could fire another shot at them. Will noticed blood was on one of their arms and then realized that the Spartans must have gotten past them. There was blood and gore all over them, and they looked like they had been though their first combat situation.

"Alright guys we need to get out of here now." Will ordered.

"We got go after the Spartans!" A red-haired recruit said. His boyish looks said he looked to be 17 but his stern looks meant he wasn't a greenhorn.

"If you want to do that fine by me, but I'm leading us out of here. The Spartans have set off a timer on an archer missile; it's going to level this place."

"But..." He replied.

"Hey, you want to go against 6 Spartans with the best training, 40 campaigns and over 150 operations then go right ahead."

"I suggest we grab two warthogs and head for that deserted outpost, the Spartans had to get here somehow."

"Yes sir." The recruit said. He was apparently the "elected" leader at the moment till Will showed up.

"Alright let's go. Timer is a ticking." Will said. "I don't want to be here for the fireworks."