Flesh Wounds

Chapter Five "New to Old"

??????? Pov

I finally wake up after some more time of resting on the warm and moist concrete. I manage to peel my eyes open only to get almost blinded by the star in the sky. "Crap.." I squint down at my legs, it seems that they are still fine. Glad I got that promotion--

Muuuuuusiiiiic

-Two years ago/Before augmentation-

"Hurry go go go!" I yell out and signal the final push. If we lose here then we lose completely. Failure is not an option.

"Logan! On me let's move!" I yell over the sound of a Warthog that drives by my squad and into the heat of battle. I watch as another Warthog comes by and stops by me, Logan sprints up with me and I seat myself in passenger while he takes the gunner spot on the turret.

"Hit the gas," Logan speaks out calmly and already begins to fire the chaingun at a Banshee that takes a sweep at the ground, firing a plasma bomb into a crowd of unprotected Marines. My group.

"F-, Shit!" I cock the sixty round assault rifle and stand up in my seat. I set my gun over the windshield and open fire. I watch as we force our way through the worst of it. Fire grows on the field as we pass destroyed friendly vehicles. Then we drive by a Scorpion that fires a final shell before it explodes.

"Hold onto your seats!" The driver yells as we come close to a jump that will either clear a bridge or get us fucking killed. As we took the jump I spotted the only problem in our way.

"Guys watch it!" I yell and jump from the Warthog in air as a Wraith blast headfirst hits the car.

I fly and knock my head against the other side of the bridge, I start sliding and I tighten my grip on the bridge. I look behind me to see something- "FUCK!" The Warthog flies over my head and lands on the other side of the bridge, did I forget to mention on fire?

I look to my right and oh thank fuck Logan got out alive. We both climb up and look ahead. I feel around my body, all I can find is my Magnum so I pull it out and ready. I look over and Logan grabs his SMG.

A group of Grunts and a Brute to lead them come to meet our small army of two resistance. "Just ready yourself for a bigger fight afterwards," I tell Logan and I hold a mag in my right hand with the Magnum in my left.

The first shot is fired by the closest Grunt and the little plasma bullet misses completely. Then gunfire abrupts and I dive behind the destroyed Warthog. Logan fires his SMG while quickly jogging behind with me.

I peek over and fire my pistol at the group. Knocking dead the other two Grunts that Logan didn't kill. With only three bullets left I take shots at the Brute. Two of the three miss but the last on knocks the helmet off the creature. I slide back behind the destroyed Puma looking car and slip a new mag in my pistol. As I do that Logan lunges out and tags the Brute with the rest of his SMG.

"I'm reloading," He informs me and tosses the empty mag to the side while putting his last mag in. Now we're both down to the ropes. This is a do or die situation and success is dropping by the second. I evade a few spikes from the Brute the second I run from cover to rush forward with my Magnum. I fire a few shots that hit the Brute in the chest and angers him into dropping their weapon and rushing at me instead.

"Oh crap never mind!" I yell as I change direction and run away, "Logan finish him!" 

"Got it," He again says popping out from cover and gunning down the Brute making it flop onto its back. The reason he never is loud is because of the mediation the UNSC issued with him because of his anxiety and stress. 

I look at Logan, then to the dead Brute, then back to Logan, "How are we still alive?" I ask turning back to run towards the bridge controls.

He follows behind and keeps a aim at the nearest corner, "I don't know. Luck?"

"Maybe. Let's just try to keep it that way," I say back with my normal attitude. I turn the little corner and stand in front of the bridge control computer, "Crap! This will need a second to hack into the system one second." I pull a little USB out of the back of my Marine helmet and plug it into the computer outlet. The screen opens up the a large 'UNSC' symbol in white and a loading bar comes up to slowly show us the progress of the hack.

"We've got an Elite and some Grunts coming," Logan informs me of the incoming attackers and I redraw my Magnum that has only eight shots left.

"Alright let's play hard to get, we haven't come this far to fail hard," I crouch and actually try to aim my shots. Three Grunts and a Elite. Pop, now two Grunts and a Elite. A different Grunt fires a plasma charged blast and it tracks into my chest causing a horrible burn.

"Ah fuck!" I stagger back and cover my burn with my hand as I fire another two shots off. The second Grunt fires a group of needles at Logan and he takes them all and returns fire with his SMG.

Now both Grunts are dead and the Elite pulls out a sword. "Oh!- Shit!" I empty my mag and take steps backwards as the Elite advances unfazed. Logan throws his empty SMG at the Elite.

"What the hell?-" The Elite grabs Logan by the shoulder and impales him with their blade.

"WHAT THE FUCK."