Flesh Wounds

Chapter One "-Into Hell"

Nick Pov

I feel incredibly light-headed after the landing. I've dropped with these before but never in a storm like that. I look around the pod and I can tell that the comms are fried inside, no point of me staying anyways. Looking up to the left corner I can see the green switch, I flip it obviously and the sound of air seeping into the pod becomes increasingly loud.

I look to the right corner and flip that switch.

*Poof*

The door flies off and lands off onto the street. Finally, a familiar terrain of a city.

I double check my equipment to make sure I didn't lose anything. "Duel Magnums, check. Double frags, check. Emp, emp?" I look around the pod then finally see the blue cylinder on the floor of the pod. "Check," I pick up the device and holster it on my lower back.

I climb out and look off down the street, a streetlamp post lies in a pile of rubble, yet it is still on. I look down the other way, a whole entire building has fallen down and there's no way I could go that direction. "Guess we're going this way," I turn back to the street way and walk along the sidewalk. Every once and a while a car either on fire or abandoned lays on the street, which itself is damaged by explosions and lays covered in trash and debris.

Only after a block down I can hear yelling.

"How dare you shoot me, I will shoot you!" Loud gunshots ring out: Shotgun. I take a climb over a pile of cars and see what's ahead in the dark.

Three Elites as well as six- now five Grunts. I crouch down and look forward. I mean it was already obvious who they are fighting.

I draw both pistols from my waist and jump off running into battle. There's only Elite's left now and I run right behind one swiftly, and before it could even realize my presence I had already gripped it by the head and twisted it as hard as possible.

The Elite fell to its knees and toppled over onto the ground. Both other Elite's turn to me, a stupid mistake by them. 5000 turns the corner around the truck on its side and blasts both Elites at once with his duel shotties. "Oh hey, you're here now."

"Yeah sure am. Helped yah there," I respond as he reloads three shells into each shotgun.

"Yeah thanks. Dumb aliens kept knocking off my shield," As he says that I walk up to him and can see burns on his armor.

"Shoot you alright?" I ask him.

"Yeah. That's what armors good for," He informs me, "I mean it is super thick if you look."

"Yeah.." I breathe out silently. *Clank* Both me and 5000 look down the street and at the toppled cars.

"Something must've hit the cars or something," 5000 says still with one of his shotguns in hand.

"Wait you hear that?" It sounds like something is trying to climb over the cars. I aim with my pistols waiting as the sound gets closer.

"Hey guy-!" Both me and 5000 open fire on the figure that popped up over the car, "Ow ow!" Then the figure falls back and lands behind the cars with a loud clank again.

"Okay now let's go find Sparky," 5000 starts but then I quickly respond a bit frightened.

"I'm pretty sure that was Sparky."

"Oh. Think he's dead?" He just asks me very calmly, but his normal deep, calm.

"I don't know but I'ma still check," I jump up onto the cars and take a few steps, then looked down.

"Hey there!" Sparky greets gleefully while his shields come back up.

"Uh. Yeah he's still alive!" I yell back at 5000 and then I slide down to Sparky and help him up.

"You guys thought I was dead?"

"No. We were positive that you were dead," 5000 says coming along with us.

34 Pov

I have to control my breathing, my door is locked in place even though both switches were pressed.

"I've got to think.. Knife won't do the trick.. but maybe sword will," While I'm in my seat I grab my sword off my leg and activate it. The blade flies into the door as of turning on. I grip the sword with two hands and drag it through the door. The sword turns off by itself and stops glowing. "Crap!" There's a slit in the door now, its just big enough for me to see through. There is a broken Banshee on top of my pod! "CRAP!"

Okay okay now I really got to think. Swords out and my knife isn't gunna do crap. My SAW can do anything in this situation either. Emp? No that won't work either. Idea.

So this is either gunna kill me or be really cool and I live.

I pull out a frag and look at it. Way too big to fit in the slit but there's a chance. I take a deep breath, and pull the pin. I shove the grenade into the slit, it barely goes in. "Fuck shit!" I yell out and kick the grenade into the slit. It lodges right in the middle then-

-Holy crap OW! The explosion knocked off my shield and has probably given me a concussion. And for knocking things, the Banshee is off.

I unflick the two switches, then redo it again. The door blasts off and lands onto the debris of Covenant. I climb out and look down at a glowing object, wait that's the sword? It just ran out? I pick it back up and look at it. Its back at twenty percent, and is still climbing. Approximately one percent every three seconds. I put it back and look off to the distance in the dark, a orange light comes from down the street, as well as smoke...

Birthday for me!