To whom it may concern, I have not posted a chapter of this story in a while. I have been caught in the middle of family matters and I haven't had the time to write. Hopefully the worst of it is over, however, and I can continue to write regularly again.

SUPER IMPORTANT PLEASE READ BELOW

I have rewritten the first chapter almost entirely, adding in more background information on Six, how he became a Spartan, and his brief life before. I also edited chapter two a bit. READ THAT SHIT

~Husky

"Found something." Six said. The two Spartans had checked the entire floor, yet there were no stairs to be found. Six, although not keen on using the thing, had just found another elevator far from the one that had broken down.

"Not another elevator?" John asked.

"Unfortunately, yeah, it is. This one looks like it works though..." Six replied, pressing the button to call the elevator. The down arrow lit up blue, and a moment later, the elevator doors started opening. Six raised his gun and checked the inside. Nothing.

What a nice change of pace.

"Elevator's clear. Come on." Six said. John walked in and Six pressed the button for the ground floor. They started to go up, normally and without error. Six was surprised that this elevator was actually working correc-

The elevator jolted to a halt. Six knew that it had been a longer ride down. The doors weren't opening.

"Of course." Six said. "I'm gonna have to pry open these doors."

Just as he was getting ready to open them with force, they opened up by themselves.

"Uh... alright." Six said. As he stepped out of the elevator, he heard the sound of gunshots down the hall, followed by a loud scream.

"Come on!" Six said to John, and they raced towards the gunshots. When they got there, however, they were too late to do very much of anything. A pair of marines and a Sangheili were being attacked by the creatures, and the blast doors were closed. The glass on the doors were thick, but the two Spartans had a good view of what was happening.

The marines were shooting wildly at the creatures, killing many, but not nearly enough.

"Hey! Hey!" Six yelled, knocking on the glass. "Over here!"

One of the marines looked towards the door. He looked back at the wall of creatures, shot a few, and ran at the door.

"We're Spartans! We can help!" Six yelled.

"Oh, thank god. I'm opening the door, alright?" The marine said.

"Okay, be quick." Six said, looking at the Sangheili oddly. "What's with the Sangheili?"

The marine looked up for a second, and continued hacking the door controls. "We found him a little while ago. He was too scared to even shoot at us, and he was speaking in full Wortish, but he came with us. I think that he's a new recruit. His armor is different from normal Elites." The marine said.

"As much as I hate the Covenant, I almost feel sorry for him." Six said.

"Almost done..." The marine said. "There! The door should-" He halted. As the door opened, his eye started twitching.

"You alright? Come on!" Six said, shaking the marine.

The marine looked over at Six. "Klilikikikikik..."

"Oh, shi-" Six yelled, but he was cut off by the ensuing explosion of the marine's head all over them.

"It's in my visor! I can't see!" John said, wiping blood off of himself. Six had gotten the worst of it, though, as there was brain pelted all over him, and the marine's jawbone had hit him like a bullet. As Six wiped blood off of his own visor, the creatures in the room ahead killed the other marine and the Sangheili at nearly the same time. The marine's body was still standing up in front of them, twitching and convulsing in seizure-like motions as one of the monsters possessed his corpse. He turned quickly, rotten flesh wrapping around his severed neck and forming a new head on top of it.

"Did you clean your visor?" Six asked.

"Yeah, I'm good!" John replied

"Then let's move!" Six yelled. The two ran to the left as fast as they could, with the possessed marine and hundreds of the tiny creatures close behind. They cleared at least a quarter a mile of twists and turns in just a minute, and they were still running.

"How fucking big is this place?!" Six yelled.

"No clue. Keep running!" John said.

About thirty seconds later, they reached yet another elevator. The doors were busted open, but the elevator itself looked at least operational.

"I've never been so happy to see an elevator." John said.

They ran in, and Six looked for an up button.

There wasn't one.

"We can only go down!" Six said.

"Better than being six feet down!" John replied, raising his gun. They had out-ran the creatures, but they were still getting closer. Six wasn't sure, but he thought that they could smell him. Or, you know, hear him.

"There they are!" John said. He fired on them, but they were still a solid twenty feet away. It would take them only mere seconds to catch up.

The doors started closing, but not fast enough. The marine jumped forward and stuck himself in between the doors. The elevator started going down, and the pressure of the elevator cut the marine's possessed corpse in half. It fell to the ground at John's feet, still squirming.

"Is it dead?" John asked.

"I think so..." Six said.

The creature stopped moving and went silent.

Six looked at it oddly. Maybe they destroyed its heart? The marine's brain was already gone, so maybe-

The creature looked up at Six lightning fast, startling him. Before he could draw his pistol, the creature launched itself at him with the strength of its arms and pinned him to the wall. He struggled with it for a minute until he could get his robotic arm free, and he started punching it in the head. It's flesh was soft, but dense, like rubber. He punched it as hard as he could, but barely did any damage to it. Suddenly, John shot it in the head with his assault rifle, killing it.

Six pushed it off of himself as quickly as he could. He took deep breaths and put his hands on his knees. His vision was flashing, both blurry and bright as he slid down the wall and sat down.

"You alright?" John asked

"Not at all." Six replied. His head hurt massively. It was like a migraine magnified by ten pounding against his skull. He put his hands up to his head, clutching it.

"TURN BACK, FLESH CREATURE!"

The aching pain in his head diminished, but the deep and booming voice echoed in his mind.

"Did you hear that?" Six asked.

"Hear what?" John asked.

Great. He was going insane.

"Never mind." Six said.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm fine. Don't worry about it." Six said.

But he was not fine at all. The voice's warning echoed in his head like the sound of a cannon. His head still pulsed lightly, a minor headache setting in. He didn't know how, but he knew that they were about to stumble upon something huge.

What it was, however, he was unsure.

It's probably safe to assume that this section of the story is almost done, and now I'm about halfway done with the first game. It isn't finished yet, but I'd like to thank all of my loyal readers for their support. Make sure to check back k and look at those first two chapters, they're a bit different since you saw them last.

Happy reading, Wolfgang!

~Husky