Halo: Reach – Jun –"Through the Eyes of the Sniper"

(Noble Six's POV)

Planet Reach, August 30 2552, 20:00

So this is it then. This is how it's going to end for me. Well, it's been a good run. I learnt a lot, I got revenge on the Covenant for what they did to my homeworld and my family. I'm something I never ever thought I could be: A Spartan. And I'm damned proud to be one, especially now. Standing in the ash-covered soil of Reach, watching as the surface burns, I'm prepared to die a Spartan. I'm not regretting anything.

Except the death of my teammates…

Carter, you sacrificed yourself for Emile and me. I'll never forget it. Thank you for being my leader.

Emile, I have your dog tags with me. It's the only thing I have left of you. I'm going to miss you so damn much.

I could hear the roars and growls of the Elites. They were closing in on me. I took off my helmet and threw it to the ground. With Jorge and Emile's dog tags safely in my chest pouch, I gripped onto my Battle Rifle tighter and got ready to face my final fate.

"C'mon, you ugly sons of b*tches!" I screamed. "You can't kill me! NONE of you can!"

(Jun's POV)

En route to Planet Reach, August 30 2552, 20:31

I knew it was a long shot, but I needed to see it for myself. I knew they were down there. And I was going to get them back, no matter what it took.

As the pelican drew closer to the ship-wrecking yard on Azeod, my eyes widened when I saw all of the dead Covenant bodies lying around. There had been a huge battle. In the Pelican, I had 2 Corpsmen, and about half a dozen Marines. I quickly got on the COM Channel, hoping the rest had theirs on.

"This is Noble Three. Noble One, Four, Six, please respond." I got nothing back. "Carter, Emile, Misha, please respond if you can hear me!"

Still nothing.

"Sir, there's nothing left here." Said the Corpsman, Rick Higgins.

"No. Someone has to be here!"

(Six's POV)

There'll be another time, I told myself. If not now, then another time.

I clutched onto my abdomen. I was pretty sure I had a few cracked ribs, and several bruises and cuts that even I couldn't count. And I was pretty damn sure that when that Ultra Elite tried to stab me with its Energy Sword, it connected. I pushed the Elite away from me, and then a Zealot came from behind the Ultra Elite and pushed me onto the ground. I gritted my teeth in sheer pain. I punched the Zealot in the face and it staggered back, feeling the hard impact. The Ultra Elite from before then reappeared just as I struggled to get onto my feet. I elbowed it and its shields flickered, than disappeared. As I clutched my fist, I felt the blood rush to my hand, and I hit the Ultra Elite square in the face.

… Then, I heard…

"This is Noble Three. Noble One, Four, Six, please respond. Carter, Emile, Misha, please respond if you can hear me!"

The familiar Slavic-accented voice… Jun!

"Ugh… Jun… you're…" I was cut off when the Zealot, regaining strength, stabbed me in the abdomen. I screamed in pain over the COM. It pulled me off the blade and threw me to the ground.

"Six! Hang in there! I'm coming to get you!" That's the last I heard before I blacked out.

(Jun's POV)

"Ugh… Jun…You're… ARGH!" I heard her scream out in pain over the COM channel. I panicked, and then said, "Six! Hang in there! I'm coming to get you!" I tried my best to pick up her signal and to get to her location as quick as I could. On the Heads-Up Display, I could see that her vital signs were falling. They were in a dangerous level. This caused my heart to skip a beat.

Finally, I got a lock on her location. It wasn't that far, thank goodness. The pilot managed to get us there at top speed. I held my breath. Corpsmen Rick Higgins and Sharon Walden prepared their equipment. The Pelican slowly touched down on the ash-covered soil.

"There she is!" Rick pointed.

"Lieutenant!" Sharon called out.

What I saw was a Zealot standing over her with an Energy Sword. "Six!" I raised my Sniper Rifle. I fired one round and it took out the Zealot's shields, the second and final round penetrated it in its head. I threw my Rifle aside, and jumped off the Pelican, running to Six. Sharon and Rick did the same.

"Six!" I knelt next to her. She didn't have her helmet on. Her hands were covering a wound on her abdomen. I leaned in and heard a faint heartbeat. She was still alive! "Misha, I know you can hear me. Listen, okay? I'm here. I'm going to get you out of this. Don't give up on me, you hear? Don't give up." I gently scooped her up bridal-style, hoping that she heard my words.