A/N: Special thanks to everyone who has alerted, reviewed, and favorited this story. It means a lot! ^^
Disclaimer: this'll probably be he only time i do this... since i usually forget these kind of things. I don't own Halo, Master Chief, or anything like that... I only own my oc's ^^
Also, this IS my first Halo fanfic so... yeah, i'm really happy that it's not too bad xD
I've also became obsessed with Avatar: The Last Airbender... heh heh. I've been thinking of writing a story for that, so keep watching if you like that show too. If not, that's fine too of course :P
Also, my Warrior Cats story idea is on hold... it's kind of died... but i donno, it might be revived by the time the next book comes out; i'm not giving up hope yet!
This chapter has more action in it, but not much by my standards... i'm not very good with action scenes, even though i love them. Anyways- Enjoy! ^^
Ugh. It feels like my eyelids are glued shut. What happ- oh, yeah. I blacked out. Again. Why is it usually only me who keeps on passing out? I mean, what the hell man? Huh? What's the noise…? Sounds like…. Someone screaming at me. OW! What the fuck? Did they just stab my shoulders? Fuck that hurt …
My eyes finally cooperated, snap open, and allows me to see; my hearing becoming clear soon after.
"JAY GET UP DAMN IT!" Ow, I wish it hadn't.
My body responds and I shoot up into a sitting position, almost head butting my wake up call. "Jay come on!" My arm feels like it's being torn off, oh wait, that's because I'm being dragged. Damn, it feels like everything's happening so fast… My head shoots up again. What the hell just happened?
"Jay, I need you to stay awake for a fucking minute, ok? We're under attack!"
My mind clears and I stand on my own, head whipping from side to side. "What?"
A sigh is heard beside me. "Finally, thought I would have to cover your sorry ass even longer."
I turn to see none other than Jacob. "What's going on?"
"Covenant are attacking, they came out of nowhere. We have to get out of here, everyone's evacuating!" I cursed under my breath as I follow Jacob, not exactly knowing where the location for the pods is.
"How far?" I yell over the explosions and gun shots in the background.
"Not far- about half a click!" I groan; my body still hurting from my last mission. Jacob sensed it and grabbed my arm, making me run faster. "If we don't get there soon, they'll leave without us!" I nodded and pushed my body to go faster. We rounded a corner only to fall back again, Jacob tossing me his spare weapon and we shoot from behind the cover at a small enemy squad. As soon as the last one is shot, we sprint, not even waiting for the body to fit the floor.
Each move I made felt like a bullet being pierced into my body, and even with the help of the artificial gravity; running down stairs was a killer. I don't even want to know how it would feel if we have to go upstairs; I would know right then and there that I wouldn't make it.
The ship seems bigger when your body is screaming at you, instead of in the dark. It felt like we've been running for hours before we spotted a human face. Not so much friendly, but hey, it's human.
"Sir! Corporal Sulley and Private Sulley reporting!" Jacob stated, giving the higher up a crisp salute. I didn't even bother saluting; my arm felt like it'd just fall off if moving it was attempted. I was slumped against the nearest wall, wheezing for breath.
"No time for that, Corporal, we're in a battle zone. Keep on your toes and follow me, I'll get you to the escape pods alive." Jacob nodded before coming over to me and tried to coax me into moving again. I could barely shake my head before the higher ranked man barked at me to get on my feet. Jacob tried to tell him of my condition when plasma burned the wall behind him and the Sergeant. They ducked behind some cover and shot when they could. I took a heavy step, back pressed against the wail; the pistol in hand weighing like a ton of bricks. Sweat beaded my forehead by the time I could bring it up and shoot an incoming grunt before it could fire at me. The recoil was a bitch.
Note to self for future reference: don't shoot a magnum one handedly.
The grunt fell to the deck, then I took out another. I couldn't take it anymore and slumped back down against the wall, sliding into a half sitting, half laying down position; the pistol hanging loosely in my hand beside me. My chest heaved for breath as my eyelids fought to keep open. I looked down and saw that some of my old wounds and stitching had opened up; I took off my jacket slowly, and tied it around my stomach, where most of the blood was oozing out from. I looked back up, only to be pulled to my feet by the corporal and have my arm slung across the Sergeant's shoulders. He had to carry most of my weight, yet he acted like I weighed as light as the assault rifle in his other hand. My hand subconsciously clung to the pistol, it being draped over the sergeant's shoulder.
My left arm throbs in pain as it hangs limp at my side; useless. My legs dragged against the metal floor, occasionally helping the corporal in moving me.
In a battle, we met up with more marines, and the Sergeant passed me on like a sack of meat. My new helper is better built, and laid my body behind some cover while he and the others wiped out the competition. Jacob hung close to me, making sure I stayed awake and that I kept as much blood as I could. He couldn't help me move around, he was needed because he can aim and shoot with amazing accuracy. The Sergeant didn't want me interfering with Jacob's talent.
Wow, you can just see how… important… I feel right now.
The unknown helper of mine came back as the last enemy hit the deck with a blood splatter under it. He slung my arm over his shoulders, then found out that dragging me didn't help him much so I ended up being carried soldier-style on his shoulders. Both he and I could still shoot that way- one handed on my part, forgetting the note-to-self already- which came in handy with the upcoming enemy patrols. It took us another half an hour before we ran into a larger group of surviving marines. We exchanged information on the situation before the Sergeant had myself exchanged to someone else. I said a thanks to the one Sergeant had handed me off to first, before trying to walk over to the next person who was going to have me as a burden. My legs couldn't take my weight and I slumped against a nearby crate. I cursed at my luck, couldn't the covenant attack us, oh say, a few days later? Damn. My. Luck.
"GET DOWN!" I was suddenly tackled as a beam pierced the spot I was just in. My throat let loose a groan of pain as I looked up at my attacker.
Between gritted teeth, I ground out "Get. Off." He complied and shot at the sniper. I sat up slowly, holding my head as another wound opened; luckily it was a small one.
I managed to get out a "fuck that hurt" before being grabbed by the front of my shirt and I opened my eyes only to stare into the face of an elite. My eyes widened in surprise.
"Um…. Hi?" I gave a little wave before it seemed to sneer at me and aim its plasma rifle at my head. I winced and closed my eyes, only to open them as I land on the ground. I yelped when I landed, then looked at the dead form beside me.
"Come on, we gotta move!" The new guy said, slinging my arm around his shoulders and supporting me with an arm around my waist. I winced when I saw the bullet wound in the elite's head; I bet he never saw it coming. Whoever this guy is, I owe him.
Our group began to continue down the corridor, battle and enemies not near us yet. Other marines chatted amongst each other while Jacob and the Sergeant discussed the whereabouts of the escape pods. Apparently they were on the other side of the ship.
"So, what's your name?" I turn my head weakly to look at the guy dragging me in the corner of my eye.
"Who wants to know?" I managed to croak out with a small smirk.
"Well, if I am going to drag a sack of meat all the way to the other side of the ship, -most likely saving your ass again along the way- I kinda need to know the sack's name." He joked.
"Name's Jay, and I don't think the Corporal would appreciate you calling his sister a sack of meat." His eyebrow rose,
"Corporal Sulley?" He asked.
"Yes?" A voice came from the other side of him and his face slightly paled. He turned his head towards a dark faced; arms crossed in a bad assed way, Jacob, and gave a nervous smile.
"Um…"
"Sack of meat? Come on, I know you can do better." Jacob laughed, slapping the guy on his right shoulder, the shoulder he wasn't using to support me. The guy laughed after a quick moment and then Jacob was called over by the Sergeant again.
"What? Thought I was being serious?" I smirked, the conversation helping to keep my mind off my aching body.
"Well, yeah. I hear that Colonel Sulley can be harsh." I had to laugh at that.
"Jacob? Harsh? Yeah right. I bet that's just an act he has to put up in order to whip marines into shape and order. He's a really cool guy if you're on his good side. The only time I've seen him be mean is if he's pissed or if someone hurts me." He raised an eyebrow,
"Really? I thought the 'protective brotherly type' was just a cover up for weak brothers." I smirked, glancing at Jacob who caught what was being said. Jacob glared at him and was just about to tell him off when I spoke first.
"No way, Jacob is a tough guy; he's just protective of me. I mean, wouldn't you get mad if you had a little sister that was hurt? Wouldn't you want to kick the bastard's ass?" He considered this for a moment.
"Well… I guess so." I nodded slightly.
"Jacob isn't the kind of brother who's a pussy; he's a tough guy who doesn't want his sister to get her ass killed. He'll beat anyone up who harms me and kill anyone if they try to the second time… I mean, if they aren't dead already." I smirked, looking at him in the corner of my eye as my head had already slumped down. He laughed nervously and our conversation died. We were half way across a bridge when a sudden explosion behind us interrupted any and every of the others' conversations. Everyone whipped around in time to see part of the section of the ship we were just on blow up, more explosions following with moments in between. Everyone slowly started to run, eyes never leaving the incoming explosions.
"I think we should…. RUN!" someone shouted in panic as everyone was sprinting towards the end of the bridge. The guy and I were lagging behind and everyone was soon through the sealing off door when we were meters from it. The door started to close and Jacob ran back out to help. We sprinted, -I half dragged myself, half ran- and jumped through the closing opening of the door with a second to spare. An explosion shook the room we were in and everyone who was standing tried and mostly failed to keep their balance.
"We have to keep moving, who knows when this place will blow." A marine said and the Sergeant nodded.
"Alright marines, let's move." Everyone complied and we were left running through the door and down the hall. The Captain's voice came on the intercom, the ship shuttering with another explosion.
"Everyone for immediate evac, repeat; everyone for immediate evac." This just made our paces quicken even more. It seemed that everywhere we turned; we had to shoot or be shot at. The pain in my chest kept on growing every time I saw a still body, making me keep my eyes closed during the time of quiet.
"Sergeant!" Everyone's head whipped to the location of the voice, guns at ready. A couple marines waved us over.
"Boy are we glad to see you, we thought you were killed in the explosions."
"They can't get rid of me that easily private. They'll have to do better than that." The Sergeant said, smirking. The marines nodded and filled us in.
"The rest of the evac pods are up ahead, less than ten minutes away while walking. Others are holding the Covenant off but they won't hold out for long." One of them finished and we moved out at a brisk pace, shooting any alien that moved. More marines came into view, along with more Covies. By now the guy was completely dragging me along; my legs had given out long before. They were bleeding, being dragged across a metal floor with sharp and harmful debris does that to ya, but escaping was far more important.
"Are there anymore survivors?" The Sergeant yelled over the gunfire.
"No sir, you're the last ones!" Someone shouted back.
The Sergeant nodded and began firing. "Fall back! Get to the pods! We'll hold them off." He yelled, staying behind along with a few more experienced marines. We all started to fall back; Jacob came and helped drag me along into a nearby escape pod. They sat me down on the floor by the door, and strapped me in with the straps that were used to help wounded people (who couldn't be lifted up) like me stay in one spot. Jacob took the driver's while the guy who helped me last called shotgun, others filled the back, this being the last escape pod as another one flew out and got blasted away.
I gulped.
Finally, the rest of the marines piled in, bullets still flying and the Sergeant yelled "Go Go Go!" someone must've spotted something and shouted just as Jacob pressed the doors button.
"Wait! Someone's still out there!" they jumped up and held the door open, a terrified marine soon flew into the pod, landing on the floor with a clunk, and a giant green metal figure walked in. An almost robotic voice came from the being.
"Go."
Jacob complied and the doors closed as the pod came to life and the engines online.
"Thrusters at the ready, 5 seconds," Jacob reported and I slipped down to the floor, against the sealed doors as I felt the plasma bullets try to penetrate the metal from the other side. The marines strapped themselves in quickly while the big green giant just held onto a bar on the side of the near me.
A marine looked up at the big green metal giant, and fearfully asked, "We're gonna make it, aren't we, sir? I don't wanna die out here!" Tin man patted him on the shoulder before returning to his spot near the door.
For some reason, this seemed like a major déjà vu moment, and I have no idea why.
Suddenly, I was pushed up against the wall just as I allowed my body to relax. Not a moment too soon, if I kept my neck tense, the force would've snapped it like a twig. The moment the force eased up was the moment all my wounds came and bitch slapped me in the face.
I clenched my jaw as pain shot through every inch of my body, my chest heaving from the effort to just breathe. I tried staying as still as possible, but it hurt too much not to move. I closed my eyes and forced my body to look relaxed, though I cringed in agony. My breathing slowly and painfully leveled out so my chest ended up with a nice rise and fall motion. My eyes snapped open when I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder, though it felt like thousands of needles were piercing it.
I looked up; muscles tensing and screaming at me to get the hand the sam hell off my shoulder. I relaxed when I saw it was Jacob, though still inwardly winced when he gave my shoulder a gentle squeeze.
"Hey, we'll be alright. We're heading towards the nearest station that's clear of those Covenant scum. We'll avenge everyone who was lost in this battle."
I gave him a look, "One: I didn't even know anyone there besides you and the guy who helped me-" I looked over at the guy now. "-whom I still don't know his name." I raised an eyebrow and gave him a look while he smirked. "Two: you lied." He looked at me, confused. I gave him an eye-roll. "Half a click, yeah fucking right. That was the longest half click I've ever experienced." He smiled weakly and gave me a chuckle. "And lastly: you're-" Before I could finish, his hand immediately let go of my shoulder and he looked down at it in horror. I blinked, my turn to be confused.
"Get me the medical bag- NOW!" While someone was looking for it, I took the time to look at his hand. Then I looked at my shoulder and down. "Oh…. So that's why the room is spinni-" I blacked out. Blood pooled around me.
A/N: Is it just Jay or is anyone else getting annoyed that she keeps passing out? She'll show this annoyance next chapter, since i've already wrote it. I don't know if i want to stay a chapter ahead of the chapters i've already posted, or if i should just post it and post a chapter after i write it. *shrug* ah well, review please! =D