La ti da, this is chapter 2
"Talking", "Thinking", Computer or Com system,
Change in POV-
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I've Trying to watch my tenses. I'll fix the first chap, once I get this one out. The other errors too.
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P.S. Most of the conversation's here are quite true to life, Munch hunting, Him hanging back leaving me to take care of room's full of Brutes, and you should see him eat popcorn. ;
Chapter 2 "Rude Awakenings"
The Master Chief, Spartan-117, was on the upper railing of Hanger Bay A-01, shooting at the Covenant that was invading the Orbital-Platform Cairo. When he saw a bright yellow light fill his Vision and two figures drop out.
"Isn't that the teleportation beam from Halo? How is that possible? I know there are other ones, but wherever they are, it's to far away for a teleport."
His train of thought was cut off when he saw a grunt with a needler waddle up un-loading his gun at one of the prone figures.
Just when the shields had died the grunt had to pause to re-load, but John(1) was un-able to help as a red Elite insisted on drawing his attention, and his fire.
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BREEEEP, BREEEEP, BREEEEP, BREEEEP!
"Ungh, how could it already be 5:00? When did I go to sleep? Man I've got to go to bed sooner, a few more hours on the net just isn't worth this. How am I gunna make it working 8 hours? Hmm, can I call in sick?"
She reached up to silence her alarm, but her fingers instead encountered something rather foreign. Upon opening her eyes to locate the still-screaming alarm, she saw a up-close-and-personal view of a steel-gray floor.
She blinked, it didn't work, she tried again, the world continued refusing to behave itself and look like her normal black comforter with white dragons, instead it looked a whole lot like the deck of the Cairo. There was a red armored Grunt running toward her holding a purple needler.
Instincts honed by countless hours of F.P.S's(2) kicked in.
A quick glance around showed that the odd object she found while trying to shut off her alarm, was a Battle Rifle.
As the grunt shot, she dove toward the gun, and the space she had occupied only moments before became alive with purple-colored crystalline, which exploded mere moments later.
In one smooth motion, she hefted the rifle, aimed, and squeezed 2, 3 round bursts into the grunt's head.
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The Master Chief was relieved to see the figure dodge out of the way and take the offending grunt out, But as it did He realized that the figure was a Spartan.
He knew in an instant that it wasn't one of the few remaining Spartans, He, or she, didn't move right.
He tried to call up the figure's name on his HUD,(3) but all that was there was the persons symbol it was a Ninja with a red head wreathed in crimson fire, on a background of a steel-gray-X-on-purple. The spot where it should show the name, only error messages appeared.
He saw the Spartan stand and approach the other figure who then stirred, shook it's head then stood. After what appeared as a moment of conversation the first one ran up and backhanded the other, another long moment of conversation (argument?), then they both walked up to each other and clasped each other's triceps. That's when a new wave of Covenant dropped in to the party, they both picked up Battle rifles and worked to remove the interlopers.
John(3) then concentrated taking out the Covenant that, for the moment stood between him and the two mysterious figures.
They didn't stand long.
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Vikki sat there panting. Trying to collect her wits and calm the adrenalin that was now pumping through her veins like never before. Staring at the Grunt corpse before her, she tried to figure out if she was dreaming or not.
"This seems slightly to real for a dream, but if it is I may as well enjoy it."
With that she stood, as she did she realized that she was wearing Spartan armor, and the alarm she had herd was triggered by her shield's failing.
"Hmm, well that's odd."
A deeper part of her brain screamed that she should be having a bigger reaction than that.
She ignored it and walked to the other figure in Brown with white accents. A symbol appeared on her HUD(2). Surprising her, it was a dark blue and purple drone on a brown and white ¾ background.
"Hmm, that's Jeff's symbol, and that's his character's armor color."
With that the same deeper part of her brain, gave up with a sigh, sulking off to an even deeper part so it could sulk properly.
As she approached the figure, it shifted, and she herd a groan through her helmet's radio.
"Oww, what did she put in that popcorn?" a vaguely familiar, but still unknown voice said.
"Munch?"
"Umph, what?" came a tired reply.
"Uhh, you might want to look around."
"Humm?….Waaagh! What the Crud!"
"Woah, woah, calm down, Panicking doesn't help."
"Who are you?"
"It's called a brain, Munch, use it."
"Huh? No way. This must be a dream, someone hit me."
Vikki then obliged.
"Oww, that hurt!"
"What! You asked me to."
"Well I didn't mean for you to."
"How am I supposed to tell the difference?"
"Very funny."
"OK, we need to get it together. Look around you. Doesn't this look familiar?"
"Like the Hanger from Halo2."
"Yep, and that means Covenant. We have to get it together. Remember there's no re-spawning here."
"How do you know that?"
"better safe that sorry. Don't worry, we'll make it."
They walked up and grasped each other's arms in a handshake.
"Let's kill some Covenant." Vikki said.
They grabbed the Assault Rifles they saw laying near, and opened fire.
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Once the fire died down, the Master Chief made his way to the two.
"Report, state your name and what your doing here." The Master Chief barked
"Umm, hmm that could be a little difficult Sir." A female voice replied from the one with steel-gray and purple accents.
"We don't know what we're doing here either. But as for our names, I'm Moreta Lynx, or…just Lynx. And as for him." Lynx gestured to where the one in brown with white accents stood. "Most Just call him Munch."
As she said this their names appeared next to their symbols in the HUD(3), Lynx's next to the ninja, and Munch's next to the drone.
"The last thing we knew, we were sitting in our living room playing ha-" She caught herself, not wanting to give away that little detail "a video game and I bit off a little more than I could chew, my character died and that's all I remember."
"You passed out and scared the crap out of me."
"I have no idea how we got here, how we got in the MJOLNIR.(4) I mean by all right's we shouldn't even be able to use this thing without killing ourselves. And last I knew, Munch, you were 12! And not quite that tall."
"Your not exactly short yourself you know."
"But I was still taller than you."
"You still are!"
"I know, I just wanted you to admit it."
The Master Chief just about to step in and break up the conversation-gone-awry, when the com system came to life.
Look there retreating, we won!
Lynx felt her insides freeze, she knew those words. She opened a private com to Munch.
"Munch, you know what happened next right?"
"Ummmmmmmm—"
"The Mulsa blows up!" she yelled
"Ohhh, yeah…………….What's the Mulsa?"
"An orbital platform you dip!"
"Ohh, right."
"Don't you ever pay attention to what's going on while we're fighting?"
"No, not really I just kill what's in front of me."
"You're a moron, you realize that right?"
Although the argument seemed in full swing, it was prematurely ended by an explosion.
"It was so real, well of course it was, but it was so different from the CG graphics.
Beautiful, but then at the same time, heart wrenching."
Her thoughts were interrupted by a wave of Covenant .
"Munch….Here we go." She said determinedly.
"We've got a job to do."
(1)The Master Chief's real name, but only other Spartans know it, according to the Military he is: Spartan-117.
(2)First Person Shooter.
(3)Heads up Display
(4)MJOLNIR, I think it was the name of Thor's hammer, it's the name of the Spartan's Battle Armor
Yet another Cliffhanger, but hey isn't that what I'm suppose to do?
It's really late and I need to get to bed.
I plan on getting chapters done ahead of time, so when I post one I will have one done and ready.
Let me know what you think. Please RR.