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I slammed my back on the small engine as the legions opened fire. It was a good thing that there was a short corridor between the entrance and the auditorium, but the numbers were too large. With no break between the barrages, we didn't have time to return fire. I pulled out a fragmentation grenade and bounced it on the wall. I worriedly looked at my HUD; according to it, I only had 2 more fragmentation grenades. I looked around to see what others were doing – the elites were hiding behind the doors, providing little covering fire. Jack was doing the best he could to shoot until he had little shielding, then ducked. Sam was muttering something, as if he was a drug addict with a head injury. Suddenly there was a large explosion, large enough make me stagger. I looked around, bewildered. Adam had unleashed his Xploder, right into an incinerator shot. I switched on face-cam for my teammates, and Adam looked pleased with his work, smiling as if there wasn't a giant Promethean army bearing down upon us. I frowned in annoyance and saw that Sam was even closing his eyes! "Coward!" I scowled quietly, and unleased another grenade.

I dared to take a quick snap above my head above my cover – but a huge bullet shot by, creating a hole on a wall right on top of my head. I ducked and said, "Mental note: Daring could get you brainless." I pulled out my last grenade and chuck it over. Suddenly, there was another explosion, with screams of several Prometheans. I took the chance to flip out of cover and take several shots at the advancing Prometheans. I noticed that there was a band of small craters right in front. "Sticky detonators…" I mumbled, and then realised that Sam was biding his time until the Prometheans advanced. "Smart-ass, always leaving surprises." I grinned. The Prometheans were ruffled, their front ranks broken. Then there was a faint whooping sound, somewhere in amidst the endless seas of Prometheans.

Then a red light hovered in the air, my radiation alarms going crazy. Instinctively I realised what it was. "Shit!" I screamed, and ran towards Jack. He looked bewildered and managed to only shout "what – "before I tackled him to the ground. The air above lit up in hell fire, a concentrated super-laser aiming for where Jack's head was. The engine Jack used as cover incinerated itself and exploded into oblivion. I shot a look behind and gasped. The wall, or walls behind us was sizzling, melting and deforming after the laser passed through. Then I realised that I was on top of Jack and got off, quick smart. Jack growled, "'Bout time… thanks." I ran back to cover without replying. Jack had no cover and had to run back with the elites. "I think that's a charge-up. Otherwise the tank would've killed us by now." I radioed over. "Approximately 16 minutes passed since formation. This should be the charge up time." Sam replied. That meant 16 minutes until we needed to get our ass out of here. Then I heard a pelting of red slugs, smashing into my cover. "And watch out for its mini-lasers." I warned.

But however the Promethean poured in, we managed to push them back a little, and we managed to advance through the corridor, and was now having a battle at the mouth of it, giving a clear view of all parts of the auditorium. Unfortunately, that meant a clear view of us for them was well, and we were suppressed as hell. I peeked out, then ducked as 200 slugs instantly flew into my face. I leaned out of cover and shot wildly with my suppressor (what a fitting name!), hoping that any would hit. There were so many Prometheans, that they blanketed the floors and we needn't to aim. The trigger gave an empty click and I pulled it back. The HUD displayed 000. No more ammo. I threw it out, and brought out the incinerator. 1. Shot. Left. Shit. I was so absorbed that I had only one ammo left that I didn't see what was coming. I suddenly felt a big shove, and I was thrown to the ground. I looked up, bewildered, and saw a blue, flashing blade just hovering above my visor. "Filthy Knights." I spat, but inside I knew I was beat. The knight raised its sword and struck it down… down… down…? It never came. Instead, Jack was there in a flash, holding the blade and in a swift motion, jumped and kicked the knight, detaching it from its blade. It howled, and taking the chance, Jack stabbed it, right into its mask. It screamed, arms out wide and rigid, and burst into particles. There was always something satisfying with the "burst into particles" bit. Jack silently lent me his hand and I took it. We did not need words.

We were losing. No ammo, no plans, no nothing. The Prometheans. There was just too much. It was impossible to get us all out alive. All…alive? "Hey commander," I said, "may I have a field trip?" Jack looked sharply, and replied, "What?"

"Ya know, I always wanted to look at that giant hole in the middle of the room."

"This is not the time, Harry."

"Come on, just a quick peek?"

Then Jack realised what it meant. We looked at each other for a short amount of time, this time not of hatred, but of parting. Then Jack turned away. "Be quick." He growled, turning back to the rest of the squad. I smirked and saluted. I turned and faced the enemy, ready to spring out. My heart thumped like it was about to burst out screaming, but my head was unusually cool. 3… 2… 1… run.

I sprinted out, the Prometheans halting for a second, then rapidly converged on me. Everything seemed to slow down. My radar was blanketed red, but a line of green cautiously danced through. But then my whole armour was screaming, the shield bar depleted under so much fire. I was quick, and outran most of the hastily aimed bullets. I continued to watch the green line, and they had reached the blast doors on the other side. Most filed out, but one stayed defiantly in the room. Watching. I wanted to give a final salute. But I could not. Instead, I took my final step and jumped, into the engulfing darkness.