Chapter 12

We had gone to the co-ordinates that HQ had sent us and waited. Eventually, we heard a Falcon in the air. It hovered above us, and a Spartan jumped out, his armour absorbing the landing. His armour was full Recon and his colours were Red and White. Nice mix.

"Hey Guys! I'm your knew Spartan! My name is Thom. How are ya doing?" he asked us. His demeanour was a little cocky, so I was on my guard instantly.

"Hey hey. This is Carter, our commander, Kat, his second, Jun, the clean freak, Jorge and Emile, the inseparable two, this is my incredible boyfriend Jake who will not hesitate to kick your ass by the way, and i'm Six. Welcome to our little Ohana," I said, removing my helmet. The other's followed suite, and we greeted the new face with smiles all around.

"The hell kind of name is six?" he asked snobbishly.

"That, Thom, is my nick name," I replied, narrowing my eyes in a challenge. Jake came up beside me chuckling.

"Well Thom, we should be moving out," Kat said. We all groaned, not wanting to get back in the damn Pelican, so she relented. "Ok, ok, we can stay the night here if you want so badly."

Jake and I laughed. I looked around. Not too far from our position, there was what seemed to be an abandoned battlefield. All the bodies were gone, but the weapons still remained.

"Hey, lets play 'Who can find the most plasma grenades and get to Carter first'!" Jake shouted. I giggled at how immature and lame my team could get sometimes, but nodded nonetheless. He and I paired off and Jorge and Emile went off together. Jake and I grabbed as many grenades as we could and ran back to Carter with Jorge and Emile hot on our heels. We beat them to Carter and dumped our grenades down in front of him.

"What's this?" Carter asked, stopping his conversation with Kat and looking down at his childish teammates.

"You have to count them and see who got the most!" I said out of breath.

"Okay, Kat, you count Jorge and Emile's pile," he said laughing. She sighed and started counting. Thom laughed with Carter and started helping him count. Jake and I ended up with 50, and Emile and Jorge only got 40."

"Only ten off!" Emile shouted. "I don't believe it!"

By now, Carter had really had enough of us being immature, said, "Go and explode something with these grenades!"

"Yeah! That sounds great!" I said, already a plan forming in my mind.

"Oh no, no, no, no, no!" Carter said to Kat. "Why did I say that?"

Kat laughed and shook her head at the fact that the members of her team were stupidly crazy.

Jake picked up all the grenades and I ran over to Thom.

"Now, Thom, you have joined this team, you are going to have to get used to our immaturity!" I told him.

Jake looked down at me and kissed my cheek, smiling. We put out helmets on and spread through the abandoned battle field; anything we could get out hands on we exploded. Old plasma weapons, plasma batteries, little rocks. Yeah, stuff like that. I saw a huge boulder and slipped behind it to see if it concealed any secrets.

All of a sudden a beautiful blue sphere landed next to Thom and exploded the ground. He jumped back in fright.

"What the shit was that?!" Thom screamed.

"Toughen up, baby! It seems that Beth found a wraith!" Jake laughed. "Don't worry too much. As long as you don't get in her way, you'll be fine!"

Unfortunately, Emile reacted badly to the wraith coming around the boulder. His instinct of "kill anything that belongs to the covenant" took over and my fun went downhill very quickly. He threw several plasma grenades at it. I didn't see them and kept driving.

"Beth! Get out!" Jake screeched. "Get out!"

For some reason my helmet comm jammed and I didn't hear much of what Jake said. Detecting the stress in his voice, however, I jumped out to make sure everything was okay. As soon as my feet hit the ground, the plasma grenades exploded, as did the wraith. The force of the explosion sent me flying, and i skidded across the ground as elegantly as a drunk hyena, and managed to hit my head quite hard.

Carter ran past Jake and the others to me and removed my helmet.

"Beth? Are you okay?" he asked me.

"Wha… Who did that?" I said quietly, slightly dazed. Carter helped me up to my feet and I leaned against Jake for support.

"How many times have I told you to be careful with what you stick with plasma grenades?!" Carter yelled at Emile.

"Carter, let me talk to him," I said, shaking my head to try get rid of the ringing in my ears. "Emile, you egg, come here please."

He walked over to me and he took off his helmet to apologise, but paused when he saw the dangerously calm smile on my face.

"What are you going to do, Beth?" Emile whined. He looked scared. I smiled again, and reached up to where his knife was. I pulled it out of its sheath, and then threw it on the ground. I stomped on it only once, but that was enough to slightly bend the blade, and cover it in scratches. His knife was his life, that would teach him a lesson.

"No, no, no, no!" Emile shouted. He looked close to tears. "Please no!"

I picked it up off the ground and handed it back to him. Thom backed slightly away, and I turned to look at him.

"Yeah thats right, back up, if you get on my bad side you'll wish you were never born," I said with a smirk. Jorge watched his teammates with a fond smile on his face; they knew how to beat each other up but they all loved each other and that was all that mattered.