Death In The Family (Red vs Blue x Male OC)

The Grim Reaper Promo

(A/N: A little supiese for you lot. Also play the music above)

Planet Reach

August 30, 2552 20:00 Hours

Two Banshees fly past, a lone Spartan stood alone on a raised platform. Spartan-B312. The sky is choked with smoke and ash from the ongoing barrage of raining Death caused by the covenant. With no means of escape, the super soldier is stranded on the planet as it burns. The Spartan watches as Banshees dominate the sky and Phantoms approach her position.

Covenant infantry, including Unggoy and Kig-Yar attack the lone Noble Six. Covenant aircraft from above, while initially ignoring the Spartan, also begin to fire on their position. Her fists clenching as they closed in on her.

"Fight! Fight for the glory of your Gods!"

Grunts and Jackals were beginning to be Gun downed by Six. Who as holding a discarded warthog turret. Holding down the trigger and not letting go as she watched the bullets test through her enemies. When the turret was empty, she began using it like a bludgeon with her supe strength. Using it to bash in the aliens' heads until the turret itself broke.

"Gods do not help those who kneel before them! Gods do not save those who pray for mercy, for those are not true prayers!"

A stealth elite soon came out of the shadows. Deactivating its cloak and tried to stab Six with its energy sword. However the female kept an eye on her radar and whipped around to use the turret to block the sword. Only for the oversized firestorm to be cut between the main body and its rotating barrels. She stabbed the melted end of the barrel into the elite's mandibles. Hearing its screams as she shoved it into his mouth. The alien soon falling dead.

She heard the more elites coming towards her. Along with the Kig-Yar and Unggoy.

"Would you beg in the presence of those above you? Your impiety begs only for death! "

Large numbers of the covenant forces were now being stabbed through their chests with long metal pikes. Impaling them as they were hung in the sky by them. Some of the grunts tried running away in fear, but it even they could escape the clutches of the cold steel.

"True prayer is forged in battle! Dazzle the ones above with your prayer, and you shall know 'Them'! You shall know The Forerunners!"

Soon Brutes began entering the fray. The Jiralhanae roared their battle cries. The Cheiftan's hammers swinging down and kicking up dust with each impact they made. Trying to kill the Spartan. But even they were quickly falling victim to the Spartan's collection of impales covenant warriors.

"After the tearing, the crushing, the breaking of men's bones, when the fruits of our prayers lie at our feet, the Gods will descend from their thrones on high to bring judgement upon their wretched and pitiful servants!"

"Tell me."

"Did your promises come to pass? Where are your Gods, Human? Where's your honour?"