Flesh Wounds

Chapter Three "Zealot"

34 Pov

"We need to go," Dillan's voice cracks and she walks back to the intersection while I follow behind quietly, "Listen I'm sorry okay?"

"Yeah. Yeah.." I mutter and sigh, "I'm sorry just. I don't know really.."

Dillan whispers something that I quite don't catch.

"What?" I ask her looking up from my sorrow.

"Get down. Now," She answers dropping down as she grabs her T-33 off of her waist. I crouch down low too looking behind me where she was staring. I don't see anything but the faint light from the street lamp that's been ran into by a car.

"What is it?" I ask scooting to her side and try to keep my breathing silent.

"There was something, then it just went invisible," She tells me quietly.

I glare at her and breathe out heavily.

"What? I swear there was something there," She swears understanding why I'm staring at her annoyed, "I wouldn't fuck with you like that."

That comment makes me smile a bit, "Then what do you think it was?" I ask turning back to where she was looking.

"Well I can guarantee that it wasn't human," She half heartily says and stands up loading a full round of crystals into her Needler. I slowly stand while scanning around us in the dark, only light being the our armor's energy accents, light blue. I flinch back thinking I saw a shimmer in the dark.

"Something is here.." She whispers and pulls out her Magnum too. Needler in her left and pistol in her right. I pull out my sword which makes a orange glow become part of the darkness. Then the darkness becomes even more ominous around us. I back up slowly and feel Dillan's back on mine. Back to back we continue looking for the figure that keeps shimmering in the dark.

"I don't see anything, only a few-" I pause and gasp slightly to myself.

"A few what?" She asks trying to keep her voice down as its strained with concern.

"We're surrounded right now.." I whisper keeping calm and focused, "See that alley in front of you? Break for it after my mark."

"What about you dumbass?" She asks me a little tempered by the fact I'm telling her to split from me, "You're probably not gunna be able to follow behind me."

"Don't worry about me," I look down at the EMP in my hand, "I'll make my own decisions."

"Well I am worried. You just watched someone die, I'm sure that this isn't redemption for her," She snaps back and the sound of Covenant chatter becomes heard in the dark. "Ooo-ooh shit.."

I take a breath, and then yell out, "Mark!" I pull the trigger on the EMP and a five second countdown starts.

"I am not fucking leaving you to die!"

"Sorry but-" I grab her by the shoulders, "-you are!" I flip myself and launch her across the street into the even darker place of the alleyway. 

Two- One- Detonation initiated-

Nick Pov

I reel back as the blade swings at me, invisible Elites, great. I duck down again as it goes over my head, I return with a uppercut that makes contact with nothing. 

I step back and curse under my breath, "This fight is hopeless unless I get an advantage... Possibly some light.." Two more swords flash on in the background and I stand, annoyed. "You're joking me right?" 

"I got this one!" 5000 yells, and assuming, gets the attention of a Elite. He runs up and shotguns the Elite which makes the alien loose its shield and invisibility.

"Worthless demons!" The Elite shouts and takes a large swing with their sword, 5000 blocks it with a small green blade on his armor and clashes back.

I move my vision back to the Elite in front of me aim with my pistols. The sword rushes at me and I swivel back then fire after redirecting my gun. A bit of the shield absorbs the shot and makes a light blue outline on the Elite. "Oh now you're done," I aim back at the Elite- I get kicked back by something? The second Elite kicked me back and steps up to rush at me but I slide my stance to the right and hold my left hand out to stop them.

Right after they made contact with my fist I swept their legs making the Elite drop. I quickly holster my pistols and draw my knife. I quickly jump on top and bring my blade down towards the Elite's neck. It struggles for only a second then let's itself die down. 

I pull the knife out and quickly swing upwards to deflect the downward coming sword. With all of my might in that parry the sword flies off into the background and lands in the road. The Elite takes no time to strike back either way, I throw up my arms and blocked barely before it impacted. After I strike back with my left, then my left again, once more with my left, and finished it off by executing with both hands on the knife.

I pull the knife out and glance over at 5000 and his Elite. It seems he was finishing his fight as well since he just blasted the Elite in the face with a shotgun while it was on the ground.

"We all good?" He asks then starts loading new slugs into the shotties.

"Yeah but let's check on Sparky," I answer and reposition my blade back in the holster as I step slowly towards the said Spartan. He's only lying against the wall, but its faintly obvious that he is unconscious. Even as a crash of thunder goes off he doesn't stir.

"Alright well time to wake him up," 5000 says while taking quick steps towards Sparky.

??????? Pov

They all say 'Death only hurts for a moment.' But I still hurt all over. Why?