Sean crouched in a bush, observing two grunts on patrol. He held up his fist to gesture for the marines behind him to stop. He then sprinted out from the bush, up behind one of the grunts and ripped off its breathing mask. The little creature fell to the ground, twitching. Sean then snuck up behind the last one and smashed in its face with a powerful downward swing of his fist. He checked his radar, and then gestured for the marines to come out.
The group of marines had unanimously voted to go with the Spartan, but so far they had just been slowing him down. Sean realised this, but he also knew that their extra numbers would help in less isolated fights.
They were less than a kilometre away from Niall's position. Sean pushed a large green bush out of his way, and then noticed several red blips on his radar. He pushed aside another green leaf and he saw it. There, up on a ledge, there was Niall and a small group of marines taking fire from a large Covenant patrol.
Sean held up his fist again for the marines to stop.
"Kowalski, five marines with frags, into the middle of that group" he said quietly
The man nodded, then made several hand signals, five marines moved up alongside Sean, he held up five fingers, then counted down, then Sean and the marines threw there grenades into the group. Sean's well-aimed grenade landed into the middle of the group, then the other grenades landed around the group. There was a huge series of explosions; the only two left were two elites whose shields were sparking. Niall expertly hit one in the face with a DMR rifle and Sean sprayed a burst of assault rifle, which knocked the creature down.
He looked up to the ridge and nodded to Niall to come down. The blue Spartan gestured to the marines on the ridge. Sean gestured for his marines to come out as well. The small group met just under the cover of the ridge.
"How was your landing?" Sean asked Niall
"Pretty rough, lost my sniper" he held out the bent chunk of metal that used to be a very lethal weapon, "still got my DMR though, so it'll do"
Sean nodded to him, "we should go find David next, then try and meet up with more UNSC forces", Niall nodded.
Sean looked over to the group of marines and called "Kowalski, a moment please"
The man walked over "what can I do for you Chief Petty Officer?"
"We're going to find our last squad mate, you still with us?"
"Actually, I think we'll try and meet up with more UNSC forces, we now have about twenty and we've agreed that that's what we're going to do"
Sean stared into the marines face, it was quite clear that the man didn't want to push on any farther into enemy territory, "right", he said "he here", he gestured to a point on the mini-map, "this is a fortified base with lots of sub-sections, that's where we're goin after we find our man"
The marine nodded, "thank you Spartan, you've been a big help", and with that, he went to join the other marines.
Sean nodded to Niall, and the two of them ran into the undergrowth. They sprinted past trees, hopped over logs; everything was a blur, and the shades of green and brown nearly unrecognisable to what they actually were.
Then Sean held up his fist once again, and Niall stopped beside him. More red blips had appeared on the radar. The two of them peered through a clump of bushes, which they were behind, the bush's leafy foliage hiding them from view.
David stood there, six elites surrounding him with crystalline swords. Sean gestured to Niall to use grenades. The two of them ignited a plasma grenade each and threw them at the elites. Each grenade hit an elite in the face and got stuck there, the creatures roared an bellowed trying to wrench it off, the others diving to the side. Then came the explosion, brilliant blue, and where the elites had been standing, there were just two black craters in the ground.
Sean and Niall jumped from cover, and at the same time, David fired a rocket, which hit two of the elites, the other two ran at Niall and Sean, roaring with rage. The two Spartans rolled in opposite directions. Sean fired a burst of assault rifle; the elite stumbled, but continued running towards him. Sean backed up out of the jungle; the elite was closing the gap. Soon he was out of the jungle and he and the elite were on the edge of a cliff with a huge basin of water beneath them.
Sean drew his magnum and fired, once, twice, he squeezed off five shots before the elite reached him, its red armour seemed to gleam as he drew closer. The elite leapt at him, and Sean grappled with it, then, slowly, it began to push him back towards the edge. Dirt gathered around his feet as the elite pushed him back. Then, Sean's feet fell off of the edge of the cliff; he gripped the elite's arms tightly and pulled him off the edge as well.
They fell through the sky, the roar of a nearby waterfall drowning out the elite's bellows. Sean flew behind the elite, drew his knife and brought it down into the back of it's neck, it opened it's mandibles to roar, but no sound came out. Sean then straightened his body for the plunge as the water rushed up to meet them.