Defeat
Every Human who knew the truth felt it. Deep down, they all knew. They knew the Covenant were coming. Like sharks drawn to blood in the water. They came inexorable onward to slaughter ever human.
Defeat
They could not win, not without a miracle or divine intervention. They were outnumbered and outgunned. But humanity made the covenant pay for every planet with blood. But so much blood has been spillied. Entire planets were stained with the myraid colors of red, blue and purple.
Defeat
Many despaired, they could not take the thought of being wiped off the face of the galaxy. Some used a gun, others a knife, some even used pills. They knew the end was near. Who ever predicted the end of the world got it wrong. The world would end on the edge of a Sanghelli plasma sword.
Defeat
Cpl. Jake Matherson was sitting in a crumbling instacrete house, on the Planet Reach. He was alone, surronded by Covenant and possibly the last human on the planet. Covenant banshees flew patrols ever few minutes, still looking for humans to slaughter. Bastards. Fuck them all.
Defeat
His entire batallion was dead, slaughtered all over this dead world. And for what? Because some goddamn religious assholes decided humans were "unfit" to go on some crock of shit "Great Journey." Fuck them.
Defeat
Jake stood up, unholstered his magnum and slid out the magazine. Empty. Fucking great. He threw it away, and walked outside. The clouds were brown, stained from the burning forests of Reach. There was a small dirt path in front of him, and a steel guardrail in front of a 300 foot drop into a gorge. He looked east and saw a purple Covenant fleet of ships burning Reach. the UNSCs Reach. Humanities Reach. His Reach.
Defeat
Jake threw his helmet away and sat on the was too much. There is no escape. You can run but they will come for you. You have no ammo. Your fucked. Jake laughed quietly to himself. He stood up and punched the rail. FUCK he screamed. FUCK ALL OF YOU GODDAMN BASTARDS. He screamed on and on until he was hoarse. Jake collapsed, tears running down his face.
Defeat
He was an empty shell of a man, all alone, and defeated. He had no purpose. No reason to live. Jake walked to the edge of the cliff. Shuddered. Jumped.
Defeat
He fell, twisting in a spiral. Rocks raced past him, and the ground quickly approached. Jake saw the sun, its image burned into his retinas. Tears flew from his eyes. He thought of his friends and family, now all dead, burned to glass and ashes. Jakes body impacted the ground. His spinal coloum shattered, blood poured from his body, staining the rocks red. His lifeless eyes stared skyward, gazing upon the sky of a burning world. Stained with fire and ash. A defeated world, a defeated race, and a defeated heart.
Defeat