"What are you doing?" He'd ask.
She'd continue to stare, unbelieving.
"Anders, come with me." He'd say, walking off.
She'd follow him over the top of a sand dune.
She'd lose sight of him, he had disapeared completely.
She'd sit down, looking around.
She'd see a large city in the distance, with tall silver towers that reflected the sunlight, naturally, she began walking towards it Her walk turned to a run, and she ran for a short while before tripping She'd get up from the sand, looking towards the city. It was gone.
She'd lumber forward, thinking it was behind a dune, however, she soon learned it had disapeared completely, just like forge.
She'd fall to the ground, feeling the effects of severe dehydration. She then blacked out.
She woke up on a hospital bed, surrounded by UNSC medical officers.
"How did I get back here?" She'd weakly ask.
"One of the spartans threw a tracker on the ship that grabbed you. We followed it here, bad to say that we are lost. Again." An officer would reply "Great.." She'd say as she'd get up.
"Take care" The officer would say as anders left the room.
She'd walk past the canteen, where dozens upon dozens of marines were sitting and eating.
She'd walk into an elevator, pressing the bridge button.
"Good evening, professor" A marine would say as he entered the elevator shortly before it departed.
The elevator reaches the bridge, the marine running over to James Cutter.
"Sir, we've got the firebase up and running. What are your orders?" He'd say.
"We'll transport a few warthogs down to run scouting operations on that planet." He'd reply.
"Alright, what will we do with the three spartans? They are already on the surface." He'd say.
"I sent them to check out the crash. If anything strange happens they'll report it to me and I'll send backup, or extraction" He'd reply.
"Your being promoted to sergeant, you are now in command of the firebase. Do us proud."
"I will sir" He'd say, rushing out of the bridge.
Anders would step forward.
"Captain, Wha-" She'd be interrupted.
"Anders, dont move." James would say.
"Whats going on?" She'd say.
"Look down." He'd reply.
Anders would look down at the floor, seeing a vent grate laying next to an open vent, which goes down for seemingly forever.
"Why is this open? This is a safety hazard" Anders would exclaim.
"We need it to be open for now, we are sending a team of engineers down. That ship somehow did damage to some electrical cords connected to the slipspace drive." He'd reply.
"What? Thats not possible.. Someone did that, not that ship." She'd say.
"That could be the case, but we aren't sure. We'll pin it on the ship for now." He'd say.
"I need you to stay on the ship to conduct scientific research.".
"Yes sir." She'd say, walking back to the elevator and leaving the bridge.
An officer would walk over.
"Lock her quarters sir?" He'd say.
"Yes. We cant risk her being captured again. They for some reason took her, instead of killing her. We need to know why." Cutter would reply before walking over to the observation deck "Alright sir." The officer would rush out.
Meanwhile, on the planet's surface Despite the heat, jerome and his comrades were not feeling too hot. Their underarmor insulated them with cool, dry air, keeping them cool.
"Did you find anything?" Jerome would say as alice ran over.
"Not much.." She'd say, douglas would soon come up behind her, carrying a dead man.
"This guy's armor seems to be different from those we saw in the ship. Its black, with blue stripes. Maybe some sort of distinction?" Douglas would say.
"If thats what you want to call it, sure." Jerome would say.
Before anyone said anything else, douglas dived at both alice and jerome, pulling them to the ground.
A white shuttle would fly over.
Alice would push douglas off her, standing up.
"Grab your guns, we've got company."
She'd unholster her dual SMGs, Jerome would take out a SOCOM Battle Rifle, and Douglas would take out a shotgun.
They'd move up to a dune, watching as the shuttle lands.
Three white men with the blue stripes would walk out, surrounding a cuffed, robed person.
"Move it, traitor." One would say.
The three would quickly drop to the ground, asleep.
The robed person would seemingly break the cuffs off without doing anything.
The person would then take its lightsaber off the holster of what seemed to be the squad commander.
The person would quickly turn in the direction of the three spartans. It'd ignite its lightsaber.
It runs at them.
"RUN!" Jerome would yell, as he and douglas high tailed it out of there.
Alice would stand up, shooting at the person's legs.
The person would move to block the shots, however, the bullets would go through the saber, melting the bullet and causing it to become deadlier.
The person would drop to the ground screaming.
Alice would walk over to the person, kicking the person's hood off.
It was a young lady, seemingly around 18.
Alice would put her smgs to the lady's forehead.
"Why did you attack us?!" She'd yell.
"I sensed you were a threat.." She'd weakly mumble, in extreme pain.
"You sensed correctly." She'd kick her in the temple, knocking her out.
She'd pick her up. "Hey boys! We've got a prisoner!"
Douglas would run over. "It was that easy? Jerome you coward!" He'd exclaim.
They'd walk back to their pelican.
Suddenly, a dropship would land right as they were entering through the cargo ramp.
"More company! Someone fly!" Jerome would yell.
Jerome would get on the turret in the cargo bay.
A group of men would run out of the dropship, running over to the pelican.
"Take them down!" A man would yell.
They'd open fire, a bolt hitting jerome and lowering his shields.
"You asked for it!" Jerome would yell before ripping them apart with the machine gun.
A man would throw a thermal detonator at the pelican as it lifts off.
The machine gun would be blown up, jerome falling backwards.
He'd slide downwards through the cargobay, holding onto the ramp.
Blaster fire pinged all around him.
Douglas ran over.
He'd grab jerome by the hand, pulling him into the pelican.
The cargo door closes.
"Call for backup." Jerome would say to douglas.
Douglas would call for backup.
Suddenly, the pelican rocked, and then slammed into the ground.
Alice would run out of the cockpit.
"We got hit with a rocket or something." She'd say.
They'd exit the pelican, hearing the click of blasters being turned off safety.
"This isn't good" Alice would whisper to the others. They'd lower their guns, but not dropping them.
"In the name of the new republic, you are under arrest" A man would say to them.
Suddenly, the roar of warthogs could be heard.
They'd drive over the dunes, ripping the men apart with their turrets.
The three spartans would get in the passenger seats of the warthogs.
The warthogs drove off, under heavy blaster fire, but still ripping the men apart.
"Who are those guys?" The driver would say to douglas.
"Dont know.." He'd say.
The warthogs drive over a few sand dunes before the blaster fire stopped.
The warthogs would drive off into the sea of sand, towards the firebase.