Perhaps the tunnel wasn't designed to fit a Spartan. Then again, who would've thought that a Spartan would be creeping around in maintenance tunnels? It's Fog, for all planets – a planet with 2 climates. Climate 1 - Foggy with micro-dust that seeps in through most places – including equipment without airtight guards. It's also fatal to humans when breathed in and if not, pisses the hell out of everyone. The fog lasts for days (which gives the planet its name), but sometimes it fades into: Climate 2 - Sunny. When I mean sunny, I mean hell sunny. Literally. Any organics caught in the sunlight will instantly combust. Radiation levels overload MJONIR shielding (which is why we had to go in when it was Climate 1) and most equipment or humans without radiation shielding fries and dies. The only reason why the UNSC jumped in here was that it was really rich in several minerals – they even found Forerunner artifacts! Then the UNSC started to REALLY obsess over here. Besides UNSC, brave people are spurred into exploring here – people in this sector dare on another to stay here for more than a week. I widened some tunnels by pounding the sides – it wasn't much, but it did something. There were some obstacles that I had to face, such as some security password doors that I had to punch over and over until it gave way – what? If a method works, do it (my motto). I did not know which way I was going – the comms jam was still in the air. I decided to record the tunnels I crouched through – B12, B13, and B14… what? I snorted in this stupid coincidence. I was inside the very tunnels that Sam recommended. Well, it was something and I decided to follow his way. I continued to crawl through the dark chambers, and I was growing restless. If I got attacked from the behind, then I had no way of reversal.
I crawled on and on until… I saw I could go no further. It was a dead end. Dammit, and the jam was still in place, so I didn't have a chance of getting rescued. I decided to reverse and put my hand on the dead end for a boost– but suddenly, the whole wall lit up and there was a very small shape of light that appeared in front of me. It looked like a 5 pointed star with a circle in the middle. Or it looked like the identity tag! I took it out and shoved it inside. The shape spat it back out and opened way for a small hole on the floor of the tunnel. There was some kind tunnel and a ladder leading downwards. I came to a decision – should I continue to reverse or go through there? There were 2 kinds of things below there: bad stuff or good stuff. Up here, only bad stuff. Without thinking I manoeuvred myself to climb down. But as soon as my foot stepped on the rung, the rung decided to hang loose and let me fall – while breaking every single rung on the way! "Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit…" I swore, each word belonging to each rung breaking. I landed at the bottom with a large clang. I wasn't hurt at all, but I looked up and I knew I was cut off.
Well, shit.
I turned around and expected another hauling crawl. But I wish I hadn't because I was right. I sighed and decided to crawl through – but as soon as I crouched down, I saw a flickering light at the end of the tunnel. Excited, curious and terrified, I scrambled through the tunnel and reached the end of the tunnel – it opened into a wide open space. I stood up on some kind of light bridge and saw that and stretched a little. If there was a battle, I wanted to be as ready as I could. Then I took out my assault rifle and brought it up, finger on the safety switch. I looked around and saw that I was in some kind of sewage. Or a waste disposal, because there were nothing but some streams of different kinds of liquid, criss-crossing the floor, all of them giving out an omniscient light. I looked over the bridge curiously. They were flowing somewhere, but I didn't know where. Then there were these pipes going all across the ceiling, and the walls were marked with several forerunner writing. Okay – I knew that once in my life that I would miss people I have hated – but I didn't know that I would miss Sam TODAY. Suddenly, the whole room lurched and I was nearly thrown off. I staggered and readied my weapons, pointing my assault rifle. My radiation alarm suddenly went off and I instinctively ran and lunged, the very spot I stood exploding with red lasers. I rolled frontwards and spun pointing my rifle at… I was astonished. Legions of crawlers poured out holes that were invisible to me before, with watchers and finally a knight, squeezing through. The sentinels bobbed after them, and aimed at me. I was confused as well as shocked – why hadn't the army attacked me in the tunnels and HOW THE HELL WERE THERE PROMETHANS?!
Usually, I would spit a witty comment at them, then charge at then because I was a rookie, knowing that Adam was going to Xplode them, as he liked to put it. Or that Sam was going to pull up a gadget out of his hat – I mean helmet. Or that Jack will stage a cunning ambush (by which he usually meant calling reinforcements. Honestly, I always thought that was cheating.) But without my team, I have lost strength. The strength of the wolf was the strength of the pack, and the strength of the pack was the strength of the wolf. And today, I had lost my pack. I dropped my weapons, knowing they would be useless. And the army opened fire.
Whoa, what a cliff-hanger! I love cliff-hangers, they make people SUFFER! I always stated that if life gives you lemons, squeeze them into people's eyes and make their lives miserable. Which tells you something.
Also, one of the characters in the story has my real name.
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