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"Raphael!" Jun crackled over the radio. "Nice shot, man!"
Underneath his helmet, the Spartan II couldn't help but smile. "That Elite won't be getting up any time soon."
"But now look at the Grunts. They're just wandering around, completely lost without their leader." Jun said with a chuckle.
"They need a Spartan." Raphael said. He had a Brute in his sights, aiming right for the eye of the foolish creature which stood still, allowing the Grunt patrols to search for the source of the mysterious, deadly bullets. He pressed the trigger down half way, waiting to make sure that the Covvie didn't move-then BAM! The shot rang through the air, Raphael followed the trail to the target, who was dead before he even hit the ground.
"I've got more points than you, Jun."
"I guess I'd better catch up." Jun muttered, headshotting three Grunts with one bullet. "We need to change positions. They're figuring us out."
"They're all Grunts down there now." Raphael crawled down the small hill he had been sniping from, coming to the bottom and sneaking around wide to where Jun waited for him. He now spoke without the radio, "What do you say we just hit and run?" He suggested as he slung his sniper rifle onto his back, hefting his DMR.
"If you say so, Lieutenant. Just be careful not to lose another arm." He gestured to Raphael's robotic right arm.
"You sound like Jorge." Raphael muttered, barely audible.
"Say again Lieutenant?" Jun asked as he prepared to charge down the hill.
"Let's give 'em hell." Raphael stated. He sprinted down the hill ahead of Jun, taking out Grunt after Grunt. This was too easy. Although he specialized in long range combat, he was formidable at hand-to-hand and close range combat styles as well. As long as they didn't get swamped. . .
The telltale whir of a Covenant drop ship alerted him of more troops imbound. Raphael looked up to the sky as he assassinated the last Grunt in the area, but by the size of the ship he assumed there'd soon be more to replace him.
Jun cursed as two heavy bodies thudded to the ground, taking lumbering steps to turn towards the Spartans as the dropship flew off to give some other poor UNSC soldier a very bad day. Two Hunters now faced them. Raphael sized them up, his golden eyes scanning them for weaknesses. He had killed plenty of Hunters from a distance, but this close he'd have to find other ways to fight them.
The ground between the two Spartans exploded as the green blast of plasma from one of the Hunters' cannons blasted between them.
"Good thing the Covvies don't use Hunters as Snipers." Raphael joked. "They're crappy shots."
Jun chuckled. "Got any frags? Let's blow these space worms."
Raphael checked his own belt. "No. Of course not. I'm a sniper, not a heavy weapons expert."
"Well," Jun started, "Check those Grunts for plasmas while I distract these guys."
As Jun started peppering the Hunters with useless assault rifle fire, Raphael made his way around the Grunts, picking up four or five plasma grenades. Now he knew he just had to stick them from behind, he'd heard other tales of successful Spartans really sticking it to the Hunters (no pun intended). But the problem was; Raphael himself had never actually held a real plasma, and had never been taught how to use it.
Inspecting the shiny purple orbs, they looked more like Christmas bobbles they hung on the tree at the barracks in wintertime. He turned one in his hand. There was a spot on it with a single Covenant symbol, looking like a button-a detonator.
With a shrug, Raphael depressed the button and chucked the grenade at one of the Hunters facing away from him, distracted by Jun. It turned into an angry ball of purple plasma that stuck to the back of the giant creature, exploding. The Hunter stumbled forward, and Jun's voice crackled through the radio.
"Nice! Now do it again before it kills me!"
Raphael himself was grinning beneath his helmet. He set another plasma grenade off, sticking it this time to the creature's head. His smile grew wider as one Hunter fell to the ground, but faded immediately as the other turned and blasted his cannon right at him.
The percussion of the blast reverberated through his body, even though he had-in the nick of time-activated his bubble shield. The golden hexagons faded and fell away from around him as the charge failed, and the Hunter charged toward him. Raphael reached for another grenade, but the creature was already on top of him, ready to smash him to pieces with the gigantic, heavy shield it carried on its arm.
One, two, three shots rang through the air. The Hunter jerked upward into an awkwardly straight position, eyes rolling back into its head. Raphael stood stunned before it, forgetting to move as the giant Hunter fell forward onto him.
Gasping for air, Raphael groaned, trying to inch his way out from under the enormous carcass of the unmoving Hunter.
"I sniped a Hunter from close range. I think I'm the one with more points now."
Raphael sighed. "Just get me out of here Jun." He muttered, trying not to be grossed out from the slimy body of the Hunter as Jun dragged him out from under it.
Hello all! I've been taking a bit (more than a bit) of a vacation! Sorry about that. But I'm back, so look forward to more great chapters! If you want a rewrite-tough! I got peoples waitin'!
