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Good Friday: Chapter II
Posted By: HellBreaker<hellbreaker03@hotmail.com>
Date: 5 December 2008, 8:27 am
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Chapter Two
A few hours after sundown the 6th pulled into Prometheus III's UNSC central command to reorganize and recoup. Regiments from the 3rd Semi Mechanized Infantry Battalion where also regrouping after a defeat on the eastern front, so the main ground was buzzing with activity. Damage warthogs and tanks littered the vehicle depot, while the screams of the wounded filled the air.
Central command was nestled in a small valley with a large mountain to its west providing cover from attacks. To the south the thorn river brought in fresh water and acted as another natural boundary. The eastern hills where heavily forested and were bristling with hidden AA guns and other defenses. The northern side was the only truly open entrance to the facility and as such was watched day and night by outposts and sensors.
Most of the civilian survivors had made camp along the river. Because any hope of leaving the planet had long since been lost, most had either joined the UNSC or where living their lives as best the could. Though the nearby farms where to small to provide for an entire army base, the people gladly donated what they could spare to the military personal. However without reinforcements and a steady stream of supplies the best estimates of time where growing shorter with each setback.
Being one of the few able bodied men around Sam soon found himself drafted for reconnaissance. At half past one the hogs rolled to a stop and the driver cut the engine. The six men piled out of their vehicles and fanned out. The team was two kicks to the west out side of the defense grid. They where investigating a sight where a three Spirit Drop ships had touched down earlier in the day.
"Ok Marines I want a five by five spread, thirty minuet sweep of the area. You see anything think don't shoot first, and radio in every ten minutes. You got that?"
"Yes Sir"
"Ok move it out"
The team disappeared amongst the trees, Sam unclick the safety on his silenced ceaseless sub machine gun. The weapon wasn't reliable at anything longer than close range but it was a lot lighter than carrying around an assault rifle. He also had two frag grenades and a red flair just incase. However their mission was stealth and recon, all attempts where to be made to ovoid a firefight.
He slowly proceeded deeper into the black woods; every shadow was unnerving for they could hold peeping eyes. The two moons where vary dim this evening and so it was nearly pitch black, only his night vision goggles kept him from stumbling over tree routs and stray rocks.
"Second squad this is five over" the radio whispered
"Five this is one we hear you, what have you got" The sergeants voice answered
"We have them a whole division worth of equipment being set up here sir"
"Roger that sit tight, ok all squads move to fives position"
Sam drew up the map on his helmet's display lens. Five was sixty yards to his north west. He moved quickly but quietly, forty yards to go. Something moved! He froze, fixated on the spot. There was something there, but it wasn't there, a sort of distortion of light. A ghost? The mere thought sent shivers down his spine, no there where no such things as ghosts. It moved again, there was defiantly something there he could hear its footsteps. The thing began to move away, once it had left sight Sam waited half a minute to be sure. He needed to report this, the covenant might know they where here, he was about to speak when a twig snapped behind him!
Sam whirled around leveling his rifle as he heard the crack of an energy weapon. Wham! Something hit him in the gut hard, he stumbled backwards as an invisible figure lunged at him energy blade aimed at his heart. As he stumbled he lost his balance and tripped, during his fall the blade slashed through his breast pocket, sending its contents furling in the air.
"This is it, I'm done for, I couldn't even get word to the squad" he though as he hit the ground.
In what were certainly his last moments Sam watched a small peace of paper fluttering in the air for a second. Then a grey armored hand snatched it. Sam lifted his head, the ghost was an Elite and it was looking at the back of the card the Spartan had given him. It looked at him, and he at it, then it looked back at the card. Sam searched for his weapon, but it was out of reach and he dared not make for it. Something happened; the alien made a frustrated growl and slammed its weapon into the trunk of a nearby tree. Sam watched to scared to move or look away. The Elite stepped over him looked him in the eye and then extended its hand.
'Of all the blessings the Gods could have bestowed within me I got honor and pride. But I will repay my debt, even to a demon'
Sam looked at the extended arm like a man stairs at a viper poised to strike. He couldn't think this was all to odd, then the thing said "Get up"
"What!?"
"Get up human" it said again. The voice though still undoubtedly an elites had an unusually quality one that almost no member of man kind had ever heard before. His attacker was female.
"Do not test me human get up now or I will kill you" she said. With that Sam toke the hand and she lifted him to his feet with ease.
"Um thanks?"
"My debt is repaid, now run" she said. Sam looked blankly back at the alien in its sliver armor.
"I will not tell you again, run or the Brutes will catch you" she growled. Not wanting to find out what a brute was Sam slowly backed away and then bolted into the darkness. When he looked over his shoulder for one last look at the alien woman all he saw was a shimmer.
After a few moments of running through the woods Sam remembered his radio, and his still unwary squad. He quickly found the talk switch and flipped it on.
"This is three to all squads; we have been compromised repeat fall back"
"What this about private?" The sergeant's voice barked
"I have made contact with th…" He was cut off by a loud howl like roar. Immediately an image of a big hairy wolf with a large bladed weapon formed in the marine's mind.
"Well you heard the lad, that aint no puppy dog fall back now double time!"
As he rain Sam watched the green triangles on his screen, though he had a head start nobody was too far behind. He broke through the tree line into the clearing where the two LRV's where parked. A second later the sergeant came crashing through. He hopped into the driver seat and started up the vehicle.
"Private you're on the gun, now!"
"Yes sir" Sam replied as more of the soldiers scrambled out of the forest. One man was still missing but they needed to go, Sam could hear the rumble of something large heading their way when suddenly the last man came tearing towards them.
"Go go go!" he yelled as he hoped into the side seat, both drivers floored it. Wheels spun and engines revved as they pulled away. Watching the tree line Sam swore he saw a large hairy figure stop just before the trees ended.
The jeeps hurried on their way, as for their passengers, they where just glad to have been lucky enough to make it back alive.
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