Chapter Two: True Testaments Part Two
Authors note: Sorry for the way to long wait. I could give you the reasons why it was so long but I think you'd much rather read the story so off you go.
Carrington rested the cross hairs of her scope on a red armored elite.
"Target in sight commander. On your mark." William dropped down next to her.
"Distance?"
"Two hundred meters sir."
William looked around the desert. Less than a week ago he was laying on the dirt bleeding out, now his team was going to kill a specific high rank elite general.
"Can you hit him?" Carrington scoffed.
"If I couldn't who could?" William laughed slightly.
"Fire when ready." Carrington shifted slightly, and adjusted her grip on her rifle.
"Yes sir." She took a steady breath and pulled the trigger. The bullet flew from the barrel and towards the red armored elite. The bullet ripped past its shields and buried into its head. Purple blood splattered onto the other elites surrounding it. William stood up and faced his team.
"Mission done."
"Sir," it was Que. "Are we going to leave the rest of them alone?"
"No Price we have secondary orders to eliminate them if the opportunity arose."
"Lets kill them ugly bastards sir." Destiny said grabbing her shotgun. William looked at his team then opened the Comlink.
"Lincoln One this is Commander Phönix. We are going to be a few minutes late." Lincoln One's voice rang through the Com's.
"Roger Commander. Lincoln One on standby."
William walked through the ship to the mess hall. He entered the large room filled with tables and Spartans. The room was filled with the smell of food and the sound of talking and utensils scraping against plates and bowls. William grabbed his food and sat with his team. He absently listened to Mike tell a joke while waving his hands around. The table sounded with laughter and clapping. William slowly ate his food, with his mind wondering. He barely registered Carrington sitting down next to him. He finally snapped out of his trance when she put her hands on his forearm. He looked at her.
"You alright?" Her eyes searched his.
"I'm fine." They stared at each other for a moment until a voice sounded behind them.
"Trouble in Lovers Ville?" Carrington's hand quickly left Williams arm and her face turned red as she looked down. William turned to glare at Jhonathon. William always associated him with the phrase "pretty boy". He had a scarless face, long blond hair, blue eyes, and a face most girls swooned over.
"Care to repeat that?" William stood up from his seat and looked down at Jhonathon, who was about five inches shorter than him
"I'm just checkin' if your second in command is ready to be with a real man."
"And who would that be? You don't even count as a man." Jhonathon's eyes darkened and he clenched his fists.
"Watch yourself Phönix, before I kick your ass."
"No you watch yourself Jhonathon," Carrington stood up. "You will be sorry you ever signed up to be a Spartan."
"Oh shut up woman. Stay out of a man's conversion." Williams hand wrapped around Jhonathon's throat.
"Do not talk to her or anyone else like that again." William let go of his neck and stood back as he fell to his knees gasping for air. After a moment of coughing and deep swallows of air Jhonathon stood up and looked at William. He threw a right hook and hit William across his cheek.
"Idiot," Destiny said still sitting at the table. "You shouldn't have done that."
"We're in for a show now." Raul said taking a sip of his drink. Before Jhonathon could do anything, he was staggering back holding his jaw. He looked at William's out stretched fist with his eyes wide. Jhonathon lanched himself at William. He slammed into his gut, but didn't knock him down. William wrapped his arms around Jhonathon's middle and flung him into another table.
"Stay down if you know what's good for you." Destiny said. Jhonathon slid off the table covered in food and drinks.
"You son of a... I'm going to enjoy this." He stepped toward willaim and swung. William moved back and let the hit pass. He stepped close and brought his fist up into Jhonathon's jaw, knocking him off his feet. He hit the floor and stayed there groaning. William stepped over him, and headed for his barracks.
Destiny looked at him, "Did you enjoy that?"
Authors note: I know I owe you guys and gals a longer update for the wait but this is all I have for right now. Also, I still have spots left for Spartans, so PM me if you have one.