Chapter 14: Secrets of Valhalla

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Tex/Allison

Valhalla

The Next Day...

Tex walked up to the roof of Blue Base and took her place next to the black CPO. "Hello, Tex." he said. "Hello, uh..." she started, but she didn't know his name. "What was your name again? Mendel? Mort?" He laughed. "For one," he said, turning to look at her. "Gregor Mendel was a famous scientist that lived in the 1800's. For two, Mort? For a black man? Hell no. Hell no! My name's Mendez." She shook her head, confused. "Whatever," she replied. "So, how's 'business' today?" He turned back, looking at the valley ahead, and Tex decided to do the same. She saw a field full of the Reds and Blues. And Doc, the medic, sitting on the sidelines. "What the hell is going on out there?" she asked. "The Reds, Blues and the Chief are doing a battle simulation," he said. "CTF. Capture The Flag." She scoffed. "Yeah," she said. "I know what CTF means. It takes me back to my days in Project Freelancer."

She took a glance over to the left of the fields, and hills, and to her surprise, she saw a man, dressed in combat jeans, a UNSC tanktop, and armed with a Pistol. "Who's that?" she asked, pointing. "That's John-117," he said, following her gaze and finger. "The Master Chief." She was a little surprised. "What is he doing?" she asked. "Why isn't he wearing any armor?" He turned to her. "He prefers it this way," he said. "He wanted to do this simulation without armor." She was more weirded out now. "Why?" she asked. "When I was in Project Freelancer, I wouldn't ever take my armor off. Then again, I can't take my armor off, considering I'm a robot." He let out a grunt. "And your point is...?" he asked. "I don't know," she said. "For once, I have no idea what I'm talking about." He walked over to a laptop that she just now noticed. "Where's that Cortana chick at?" she asked. "Being the Chief's eyes and ears," he said, as the laptop came on, revealing the fight from the Chief's point of view. "Time to evaluate his performance."

John-117

Valley In Valhalla

John switched on the helmet cam on his stationary UNSC Marine helmet. He looked around, and loaded his Pistol. "Try not to strain your muscles, John." He heard Cortana's voice on the other end of the comm. He smiled, and keyed the comm on. "It's nice to have you in my head again." he said, as he moved from his cover. "Technically," she said, giggling. "I'm not in your head. I'm just inside Blue Base, keeping an eye on your progress." He sighed. "Don't ruin it." he said. "You sound sad," she remarked. "Is that correct?" He grunted. "Don't distract me, Cortana." Mendez's voice came over his comm. "Let's do this." he said.

He looked over his cover, and jumped up on the hill. His primary and secondary objectives appeared on his HUD. It read: Primary Objectives: Provide cover fire, Steal the Red's flag. And Secondary Objectives: Kick Red Ass. He acknowledged the objectives, and slid down into the creek, and felt water splashing on his legs. He ran out of the creek, and took cover behind a rock. He peeked around he cover, and saw Grif walking around, in the vicinity.

He waited till he was turned around, and switched to a closer cover. "No, Sarge," Grif said, on the radio. "I don't see any Blues." He waited a couple seconds as the Chief snuck up on him. "Ok, ok, Sarge. Yeah, whatever!" he said, shutting off his radio. "Asshole." he said, turing around to face the Chief. "Oh, shi-" he said, reaching for his gun. He had not time, as the Chief pistol-whipped him in the face, and knocked him out.

Grif's unconscious body dropped, and the Chief dragged his body over to the edge of the creek, and left him there. He heard someone walking behind him. The Chief snapped in that direction, and pointed his gun at Carolina's head. "Jesus," he whispered, lowering his Pistol. "Don't scare me like that." She nodded and they snuck towards the Red base. He saw Donut run off towards the Blue base, and was about to open fire on him, bu he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Let him pass," Carolina said. "He'll probably just get shot at when nearing the base." He nodded, and continued up the ramp to the roof. He stopped at the wall that was on the roof when he heard voices. "Simmons," It was Sarge's voice. "I just sent Grif out with Donut to get the flag,-" Carolina interrupted his listening with a whisper.

"Maybe we should go back and tag Grif." she whispered. He turned to her. "It's okay," he whispered. "I got him on my way in. Let's worry about these guys." She nodded. He turned back to the voices and continued to listen. "Now go down there, I don't care if you die!" Sarge said. "Whatever, Sir." Simmons said. "Move, now!" the Chief said. She nodded, and moved down the ramp. He moved into the shadows as Simmons walked down the ramp. He moved out of the shadows and grabbed him from behind. He let out a gasp. "Don't say anything!" he hissed, hitting him in the back, and pushing him over the edge.

"That was a little risky, John!" Cortana said. "Oh, be quiet, Cortana!" he said, taking out his gun. "I just need the flag!" He walked onto the roof, and saw the flag blowing in the wind. "Hello." he said, walking up to it. "Objective sighted," John said on the comm. "Closing in." He was about to grab the flag, when he felt the end of a gun's barrel press into his back. "Fuck." he groaned. "Busted." Cortana said. "Hold it right there, you dirty Blue!" Sarge said. "Of course," the Chief said, lifting his Pistol hand over his back. He felt Sarge grab the barrel, and then the Chief fired his gun. "What the hell, John?!" Cortana said in anger. "You killed him!" He snickered. "Relax Cortana," he said, turning around. "My Pistol is outfitted with stun rounds."

"Oh." she said, in a slightly calmer tone. He looked at Sarge as he recovered from the stun rounds, and attepted to get up. The Chief tried to impede his process, and hit him with his Pistol. However, Sarge rolled out of the way and got up. He attempted to shoot him with the Shotgun, but the Chief grabbed the barrel, causing Sarge to shoot vertically towards his own face. The Sergeant lost his grip on the Shotgun, and the Chief pulled it out of his hands. The Chief placed the Shotgun on his back, and reloaded his Pistol. Sarge took out his Pistol, but it was a too late. John unloaded a full clip of stun rounds into the Sergeant's armor.

Sarge stumbled a bit as his armor took the stun rounds. He stumbled towards the ground, but the Chief caught him. Sarge held on, and stopped stumbling. "T-Thanks, C-C-Chief!" he said, in a shaky voice. He sneered. "Don't thank me yet." he said, as he reloaded his Pistol. Sarge tried to wriggle free, but John had a tight grip on Sarge. He finished reloading, and placed the Pistol's barrel under Sarge's chin. "What the fu-" he started, but lost his words. "Merry Christmas." the Chief said. He fired into the Sarge's chin, disabling his shield. He dropped the Sergeant, and he reloaded the Pistol, as Sarge shook on the "ground."

He took out Sarge's Shotgun, and aimed at the ground. "John!" Cortana said. "Don't!" He snorted. "Don't worry, Cortana," he said. "I'm not crazy like Halsey is." He fired the Shotgun around Sarge, which created cracks in the ground. The cracks connected, and the roof collapsed. John grabbed the flag as the structure failed, and flipped backwards once he had it. His feet touched the wall, and he slid down into the hole. Sarge raised his hands to block the impact, but John landed with his legs stretched out above him. "Jesus." Sarge said. "You can pass out now." John said, smacking him in the face with the butt of the Shotgun.

"Damn." Cortana said. "That was, um... I don't have the words for it." He snickered, running out of Red base. "You don't need to speak, Cortana." he said gruffly. He ran towards the creek, where Grif was getting back up. He turned around, and saw the Chief running his way. "Oh, shit!" he said, completing his original sentence. Grif dodged the incoming strike that the Chief sent his way with the flag. Grif moved behind the Chief, and started shooting at him with the DMR. John flipped over backwards, landing on Grif's shoulders. "Hey, hey, hey!" he said, struggling to walk. "Not the face!" The Chief didn't have any struggle balance on the orange Spartan.

The Chief balanced on Grif's shoulders as he ran towards the creek, ackwardly. "Help me!" he shouted into the distance. A sniper bullet landed in the water between Grif's legs, scaring the shit out of him. He wobbled, and lost his balance. The Chief jumped across the water to the other side of the river. "Thanks for the ride, Grif!" he said. "Fuck yoblargg!" he screamed as he fell into the creek. He ran towards the Blue base, and was stopped by Donut, who threw a grenade his way. The Chief caught it with his right hand. "Oh, fu-" he said, running back to Blue base. "Running time!" he said. He waited three seconds, and then threw the Frag back at Donut. The Frag detonated, and sent Donut flying into the base. "I am awesome!" he whispered, as he ran up the base's ramp. He ran towards, the flag stand, where Mendez and Tex were waiting, and he slammed the flag down.

Mendez keyed the mike to all the team members on each team. "Game over," he said. "Blue Team wins." Tex stared at the sweating Spartan. "What?" he asked. "Wow," she said, stepping up to him, and sticking out her hand. "That was impressive. Almost hot." He just laughed, as he took her hand and they shook. "Don't get any ideas bitch," Cortana said. "He's mine." The Chief listened to the whole phrase. "What's that supposed to mean?" he asked. "Oh, shit!" Cortana said. "I can't believe I said that out loud!" He just laughed. "So," he said to Tex. "How was my performence?" he just stared at him. "My god," she said. "You're like a male version of me!" He just laughed. "I suppose so," he said. "From Church's stories, you're a badass yourself."

"Hey, Chief!" he heard Tucker's voice. He turned around, and looked over to the right ramp, to see Tucker and Church running up the stairs. "Church, Tucker!" he said, focusing his attention on them. "What is it?" Tucker keeled over, panting. "Damn man!" Church said, looking to his teammate. "We only ran like a few hundred feet! You are really out of shape!" Tucker was still panting, but looked up at Church. "Fuck... off. Besides, you are a fucking AI encased in a fucking robot body." he said. "Anyway," the Chief said. "What do you need?" Church helped Tucker up, and he brushed his armor off. "Okay," Tucker said, looking at the Chief. "Church and I were down or up in the hills, just fuckin' around, and-" The Chief interrupted him. "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" he said. "Fucking around? I don't want to hear about that!"

Church started to laugh. "No, no, no, no!" he said. "I'm not gay, Chief! And I'm a robot, so it wouldn't work out!" The Chief laughed, and sighed. "Ok, ok, so what happened?" he said. Tucker cleared his throat. "So, like I said, Church and I were up in the hills, near that tunnel thing, just tossing grenades, and fucking around," he said. "I guess the walls, were, by the way, bow-chicka-bow-wow! I guess the walls were weak, because one of the grenades, caused the wall to collapse inward." The Chief was patient and listened. "Okay, okay." he said. "Give me a half hour to rest, and get my armor back on, and then we'll go look at your find. Okay?" Church and Tucker nodded, and ran down the stairs. He turned back to Mendez, who was talking to Tex. He wasn't sure what was in the "cave", but he was eager to find out.

A/N: So, what did you think of the fight scene between John and Sarge? Also, what do you think is inside the cave? I'd like to hear your opinions, as always, so hope you enjoyed this chapter, and stay tuned for the next chapter.