Flesh Wounds

Chapter Four "Calm before 'A Storm'"

Nick Pov

After all that just happened an hour ago. The shooting in the target practice area. Now I stand in front of a Gunnery Sargent saluting like other Spartan's are doing. I was about to go to my first objective of being a Spartan III. Covenant foothold out on some desert planet. And I mean desert by a planet covered by sand. The Sargent says "At ease." And we all drop our hands from our heads. Two spartan squadrons are moving to assist on this mission. Our team, Dreamers. And a second team, Imagine. Everyone moves to grab their gear including two other people I still haven't met yet on our team. One I think being a female. I MEAN, as if that matters. I load a mag into my BR and grab a couple extra. Then holster my BR and grab my Injector. Hmmm, how many syringes would I averagely need on a mission? (ALL OF THEM(Me(Author))) Probably just around 5. So I take that amount and grab my helmet holding it in my right hand.

"Alright team" 34 Says standing in front of us with his helmet in his right hand and Magnum in his left. You know, I just realized. We both have the same armor type. Odd.. "Our objective is simple enough, get in. Kill, every covenant and thing that moves. We'll be dropped in by Pelican so get your asses up and running we go'in now." And with that him followed by me and the rest of the team start our way to the launch center in this base. Massive red lights are blaring as unoccupied spots get taken up by Pelicans and even some Prowlers. I can tell where our ships are waiting from the ones sitting with ignition and thruster's ready to boost.

"Ready," The female one says and walks onto the back bay of the ship.

"Ready," Says 5000 as he gets on.

"Super Ready!" Says the other male I have yet to meet.

"As ready as I'll ever be." Says Sandman and he steps in.

"Ready," I say and get in the Pelican.

"Rea- wait wait.." 34 checks his gear. "Oh shit I forg- just kidding, ready." He gets on the ship with some angry stares and glares. I mean, I think 5000 thought it was funny? We all stand inside the bay now and realize that the Woman doesn't have any weapons but. Spike Grenades?

I guess she caught me inspecting her and took it the wrong way. Because she says in a sarcastic tone, "So I guess you like what you see?.."

I immediately start to freak out and 34 behind her chuckles. "No I-I was just wondering about your weapons?! Do you have any?" Geez girls am I right? They always assume things. Always assuming guys are checking them out in the dirty way. When I exit my thoughts she then says "Uh-huh, well I have these." She pulls out two weird looking energy sword handles.

"Uh-huh and those d-" *Swishhh* Is practically the sound the "Swords" made. They looked to be a recreation of Samurai swords that are made of the plasma energy in the swords from the Covenant. Black and White.

"Ying and Yang," Both me and her say at the same time.

I smirk "Ha, I know your game." I say knowing that I am the best. (Not) (Clearly I'm the best)

" Maybe, you do.." She says still sounding quiet. Like she's whispering everything. Like everything is a super secret secret.

Anyways the ship starts its take off as the hangar doors of the ship close. We all sit across from each other with two extra seats untaken. Well, taken by some raid equipment. Thermites, Explosive Charges, Extra Ammo, and some 20 Frag Grenades. We're now flying at an estimated 720mph, over, the speed of sound. Right behind the pelican in front of us. So the word is there's a Covenant foothold set up East of the base and we are going to get in there and clear the area of them. As well as get some nice Covenant technology to scavenge through. I feel like there is a tension in this ship, mainly caused by me I assume. After the target practice I feel like I'm okay of a shot without aiming. Assuming nothing is going to happen soon I slump down in my seat waiting for this ship ride to end...

-This, is a time skip. Time skip. (Five minutes)-

34 Pov

I let my mag slide out from my pistol to check the ammo, all twelve bullets accounted for. I shove it back in and holsters the Magnum.

The pilot over the radio from the first ship crackles over my helmet. "Check your gear we're going in on two."

"Alright.." I say and stand up. "Alright! Get ready we are coming in hot!" Immediately the sound of shuffling and the cocking of weapons is heard.

"Okay so-" Yang says reaching for her Spike Grenades and attaches them to her back "Let me do my thing and run out first. You guys do Your stuff."

"Whatever. You can flank around left. Me and 5000 will take front. Rookie, Sandman and Sparky will take right." I ordered everyone. The other team will be dropping on the opposite side of the Base these Covenant have set up. We're not expecting Heavy Troop force. Only heavy amounts of Troops. I can hear the pelican slow as we reach our destination. 

"Weapons ready?"

"Ready."

END OF ZEE CHAPTER! Nexta parta willa beea fightinga. Don't question.