Chapter 3

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The medics had treated my wound and I sat through the pain I felt in my heart for that memory, the two black Spartans were familiar but I wished I knew their names but letting out a sigh I knew I wouldn't know unless I met them again. I looked around getting my bearings while I calmed down, I wanted nothing more then to put my armour back on and escape from this place. The Swords Of Sanghelios would have this place on tight lockdown after my little episode, a static noise Came from my helmet and I motioned for everyone to leave, picking it up I placed it on my head and adjusted my coms.
"Hello? Can you hear me? Come on answer me Valora!" Came a frustrated voice, I hesitated before giving a sigh.
"Who is this?" I questioned, a sigh of relief Came from the other end.
"Valora it's me Sebastian, we thought you were dead! Send us your location and we will come and get you," the voice almost demanded, I bit my lips unable to decide weather or not to do that. I sent them my location hoping I could trust them, as I did that Chief walked in his arms folded with Kelly at his side.
"Care to tell us who that was and why you sent them your location!?" Came an angry growl from Kelly, I took off my helmet and glared at them.
"None of your concern, I remember their voice but I'm not sure who they are and my motives behind sending them my location is none of your concern!" I snapped, Kelly walked over as if ready to punch me.
"Listen here you spiteful piece of shit! Back chat me again and I will make your life hell!" She hissed in my ear, I began to chuckle which only made her confused.
"You really think your threats scare me kitty," I sneered a smirk on my face, I heard a soft chuckle come from where Chief stood but with a glare from Kelly he shut up pretty quick.
"Right if you won't talk proper sense then I am going to have to make you, ARBITER!!! Come have some fun with this brat," Kelly called, the elite in golden armour walked in anger in his eyes at the fact I shot one of his troops. Chief glanced at me then to the large elite as he made his way towards me, Arbiter gave a smirk as he got close.
"I will enjoy making you suffer," he hissed in my ear, he suddenly grabbed me by the neck and dragged me towards one of the covenant ships. I struggled trying to free myself but his grip only tightened, finally he threw me into a room that seemed empty. He grabbed four objects from the side of the room and walked over, he attached them to each of my arms and legs holding me in place with an electric current.
"If you want me to apologise or beg for mercy I won't give you the pleasure," I sneered not taking my eyes off him, he gave an amused grunt and suddenly electricity began to fly shocking me. I began to scream in pain but my eyes stayed strong as I watched him stand there, the pain began to grow too much and I wanted nothing more then to curl into a ball and make it all go away. I continued to scream out in pain as I felt my energy drain from my body, all I saw was a large smirk on his face as I slowly blacked out.

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I awoke to see myself strapped to something, I knew it belonged to the covenant as I felt plasma energy around my wrists and ankles. I looked myself over to see I had burn marks from the electricity scorching my skin, I look around the room I was in to find I wasn't anywhere familiar. I guessed the Arbiter had moved me to a more secure room, the door opened and Chief walked in making me look away.
"Look I'm sorry about that, you panicked, we get it but we need to know we can trust you, you just gave away the position to our camp so now we have to move before your "friends" get here, now I'm going to...." Chief began but was cut off as the door opened suddenly, I stared at the elites with angry eyes.
"We are under attack!" He called, Chief looked at me for a moment before rushing out. I managed to get my hand loose of the plasma energy and began to work on my other restraints, soon enough I was free so I rushed to the side of my room and grabbed my armour. I was getting out of here weather they liked it or not, I began to half run half limp trying to find an exit. I was nearing the entrance to the ship when the doors blew open, two black Spartans rushed in guns aimed and ready to shoot.
"V-Valora!!!" One of them screeched in pure joy, they both rushed over to me hugging me tightly.
"D-do I know you??" I questioned looking at them, they exchanged glances before dragging me off the ship. I was then taken towards a pelican that was well hidden amongst a small clearing, we all hopped on and it began to take off. Once we were a safe distance away from the fighting they turned to each other, after muttering a few words they took their helmets off. They looked so familiar to me yet I couldn't understand why, it was then that I remembered my memory and realised why they were so familiar.
"Spartan Australia it's us, the twins, Harry and Larry, what have they done to you?" The one with brown hair who seemed to be called Harry greeted then questioned as I took my helmet off, the younger of the two had an almost golden coloured hair tone which seemed close to mine in a way.
"I don't remember anything, I only remember the names of some things, I know how to fight I'm not sure how, I remember you two after I got shot in the back of my leg earlier, that's about as much as I remember, I think my memories were wiped," I state rubbing the back of my head, I was suddenly enveloped in a tight hug.
"Either way it's good to see you again, we thought you died that night, we thought we lost you to that.... man," Harry growled at the memory of something, Larry looked at me with a kind understanding smile.
"I think I know who can help you get your memory back, maybe the director will be able to help," Larry suggested, I tilted my head confused and they both gave a sigh.
"We are Spartans of project Freelancer, your code name was Agent Australia, we were sent on a very dangerous mission by the director who is the head of the operation, with us being some of the top Spartans in the project aside from Tex and Carolina, during that mission our objective was to steal intel and return to the director, on our way back out the alarms were triggered and you were shot in the back of the leg, you handed us the intel and told us to run, we hated to leave you but we had no other choice, the director needed the intel and with you not taking no as an answer we ran, we got out and narrowly escaped alive, we returned to the director and then we haven't heard from you in months," Harry explained, I took all the information in. I sat back in my seat to process what I had just been told, I had plenty of time to think about it as this would be a very long trip.

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