The Clash of Realities

Chapter: 13

Title: One more mission.

Creator: Thundercracker417

Helpers: Genroththe1 (He is giving me ideas and Hunter-136 is based after him.)

Rated: T

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from it. I only own the OC's that are in the story.

(602)

I woke up multiple times tonight. I was really having trouble sleeping. And I was having the same dream over and over.

The dream was a day I could remember all too well. It was the day when all of our relatives died. Parents perished due to the reign of the Brutes, Jackals, and their allies. All friends and family were killed.

My parents were some of them. I was only six and my parents died right in front of my own eyes. I didn't even understand what was going on and my mom and dad were suddenly just a memory.

If it hadn't been for Chris helping m e out that day, I wouldn't be here.

That's why I am fighting in this war. I want to make sure that that wretched future will never happen and that the alternate timeline Spartans can live out their lives without being killed.

Oh well. Time to go to sleep again.

(34 hours later)

"Alright. 602, your objective is to pick up these people." Chris pointed at multiple spots on a map.

"They are currently located on a jungle on the other side of the planet. There are a lot of them, so I am sending 5 soldiers to assist you if the people turn out to be hostile." He continued.

"They all have energy signatures similar to the normal Spartans. Bring them back here whether they like it or not. After this, you can do whatever you want all right?"

"Yes sir!" I yell as I salute. Lowering my hand, I turn to board my Pelican.

Right before my cockpit starts to close, my leader looked up at me.

"Good luck a-" Was all that he could get out before the cockpit closed and I took off.

'One more mission. Then I can do whatever I want. Maybe then I can finally…nah, I'll wait 'til the end of the war for that. That would be the best option. I wonder what else Chris was going to say when I took off?'

I flew out of the hangar at top speed and took off to the sky. I wanted to finish this mission as soon as possible.

In the rear of the Pelican were Paul, Alec, Jamie, Callie, and Camie. Except Paul, they were all from the newest batch of Spartans in my timeline.

Alec was an overconfident, overweight, cocky son of a bitch that was really annoying. I really hated him. I wish I could just shoot him

Jamie, Callie, and Camie were just really girly-girls. They all liked Alec and I think they might be the only people in the universe to actually like him in any way, sort or form. They all were really classy and thought that they were better than everyone else. If I could, I would drop all four of them off on a deserted island, or better yet throw them out of the Pelican while in outer space. Its not the fall that kills you, it's the sudden stop.

Sadly, none of that could happen, so I was stuck with Paul and the four idiots.

This was going to be a long ride.

(????????)

I look up to see my prey falling right into their trap.

Only a few more minutes and I will gain the power of my enemies.

(602)

"All right everyone. We're almost at the place where the people we're looking for are. Get ready for landing."

"Ooooh. Those controls look shiny. Can I have it?" Alec stupidly asks. How he is a Spartan I will never know.

"Nice one Alec." One of the girls says. They all start giggling.

"Yeah, people like you should be in charge of the army. Not idiots like Chris." Another chimes in.

"Will any of you shut up?" Paul asked the stupid bunch of idiots.

"Why don't YOU shut up?" Jamie asked him back.

"How about YOU ALL SHUT THE FUCK UP BEFORE I-"

An explosion on the side on the pelican cut me off before my threat could be made. I looked over to it to see that the Pelican's left wing was missing. Smoke and fire were spewing from where the wing should be. 'How could that happen? The computer didn't say that there was a missile lock on us?'

We were losing altitude fast.

"Everyone hang on. Brace yourselves because this is going to be a rough landing."

I tried to angle the Pelican down towards an open field in the forest. I could just barely pull this off.

"Oh my god. You suck at piloting 602. If I were piloting, I would have never let this happen."

"Go Alec!" One crazy fan girl yelled.

"Yeah you're right Alec."

"You tell her Alec." Another yelled.

"Do any of you idiots realize that we're going to crash?" Paul yelled over them.

I ignored the rest of their squabble. I needed to concentrate to land this thing without killing all of us.

Now HOW was the hard part. I just pray that I have some luck and that I am able to land.

I crawled out of the remains of the ship. It was currently aflame and in pieces. Luckily, we all were able to evacuate the destroyed vehicle.

I decided to contact Chris, as he could send help for us.

"This is Spartan-602 broadcasting. Spartan-417, do you copy?"

"This is 417 speaking. What happened? The monitor showed the ship explode and crash. Are you all okay?"

"Yeah, but I'm not sure we will be for long. Alec is wounded, not that I mind, and we all just lost any chance we had of getting out of here. Please send help as soon as you can."

"Of course. Just wait, I promise help is on its way." His words were lost on me as I heard a scream.