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The Spartan male soldier was standing alone amid the now silent ruins, surrounded by various parts of dead alien creatures. This large room had been used so far as the main operation center of the Covenant on Chernagora; now it was completely devastated by the fierce battle that had just been fought there. ««One more suicide mission completed!»», D-069 was thinking. But the price to pay had been heavy, once again. J-038 – Judy... – had had it. Her head would not be too difficult to bring to the evac point, though, since it had been gently separated from her neck by a Sangheili energy blade. As for the rest of her body, it would be incinerated just where it lay by the fail-safe detonation system of her Mjolnir armor: the usual, sad and lonely funeral pyre of many Spartans "reported Missing"...
All of the supporting ODSTs had been killed, too. Their corpses marked out the bloody path the team had taken to the enemy headquarters, and to the place of its last and final combat. D-069 was the last survivor of this doomed yet successful mission. Not exactly the only survivor on this spot, however: a tall Elite clad in white armor was lying in his purple blood against one of the walls of this ruined command room – still alive, but cruelly maimed, fainted, and dying.
This alien was an hideous beast, for sure, yet a damn good swordsman too! He was the one who had beheaded J-038, before forcing D-069 to a close quarters duel. Fortunately, the Human had managed to overcome his relentless assaults, to seize one of his dual energy blades, and to use it to cut down his left arm. «'Tis but a scratch!», the giant-sized monster had then claimed in a cavernous voice! Facing such an indomitable opponent, the Spartan had had no other choice but to sever his three other limbs one after another, and to disembowel him for good measure. Now the Elite was silenced once and for all. As for D-069, he would get away with just a pierced thigh, and probably several broken ribs: not enough to worry a Spartan, though, and all things considered, quite a low price to pay for slaying a clearly high-ranking Elite warrior.
The saurian abomination suddenly seemed to regain consciousness, however, as he raised his odd-looking neck, and stared at the blind visor of the genetically enhanced and heavily armored Human. The dying Elite first coughed up purple blood, then managed to painfully utter in a deep, hollow voice:
-–- You fought well, for... for a Human abberation... My name is Urvel 'Kurrumai, master swordsman of... of the Lights of Sanghelios. May I...? May I learn the name of the D-Demon who... who succeeded in prevailing over my f-faith, before I pay forever the... the price of my failure?
D-069 thought quickly. This ugly alien was most probably not familiar with the Human mating practices and naughty humor. He may even be the first sentient being to whom Dick could reveal his full name without attracting the stupid pranks he had to endure all along his life. So that was for once with some pride in his voice, that the Spartan victor proclaimed:
-–- My name is Dick-069, soldier. Dismiss.
The maimed Elite gazed at him with a look of surprise, then surprisingly started to giggle, then to uncontrollably laugh out loud while pointing his bleeding stump at the hapless Spartan! The latter sighed, once again, and put a brutal end to this bawdy moment by beheading the laugher through a single and powerful backhand stroke of his energy blade. He glared for a long moment at the head of his foe: the mocking grim was still clearly visible on the Elite's face. Dick realised that it was actually the first time he saw a joyful attitude on the features of one of these alien monstrosities.
Next, the tall Spartan took time to calmly deactivate all of the audio transmitters of his armor, so that nobody around could hear him, when he violently shouted in anger inside the silent intimacy of his helmet:
-–- F..K THIS STUPID NUMBER! F..K the stupid asshole who gave it to me! F..K everything related to that stupid 69 stuff! And F..K, F..K, F..K the F..KIN' fact I'm still a stupid 7-feet tall virgin with an useless dick! the size of a shotgun!
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