SPARTAN: Betrayal

Betrayal: Chapter 6

The following morning, the team ventured up the enormous mountain they had to climb. It had taken them several hours. When they finally reached the top, the whole team was entirely out of breathe.

"We.. Finally made it!" Joseph said as he collapsed on the ground.

"I never want to climb another mountain as long as I live." Pat stated as he pulled off his helmet and puked off the side of the mountain.

"You humans are.. So weak." Rolkam stated as he brushed off his knees.

"Put your hands up, fuckwads!"

"Hands up? Fuckwads?" Sam looked up to see an enormous tank with it's cannon faced right at them.

"One move and I'll blow you fucks to shit!"

"Watch your fuckin' language!" Calvin yelled out to the tank.

"You watch your language, asshead!"

"Hold on! Let's not be so rash. We can't go up against a tank. He'll tear us apart. My name is-"

"Sam?! Holy shit, is that Sam?!" A mysterious figure busted out of the tank and shook Sam's hand.

"Holy hell, Jackie?! You run this place?" Sam asked in a vigorous tone.

"Hell yeah I do! I can keep my peace and quiet and I don't have to deal with dipshit soldiers like that guy!" He points at Calvin.

"You mother fu-" Rolkam covered Calvin's mouth

"We're only allowed a few swear words a chapter, don't use them all so quickly." Rolkam stated.

"What the hell do you mean, weird ass alien!" Calvin growled at him.

"So what brings you all to my base? Nobody comes here anymore." Jackie asked

"I take it you haven't heard then. Collins framed us for, well, genocide." Sam told him.

"Oh, yeah I got the memo, but I hate that guy. He looks like a bobblehead, but with droopy skin."

"Right, well we need to prove our innocence, can we borrow the base computer?" Sam asked.

"Sure no problem, just keep that guy away form me, he reeks of hipster." He points to Calvin again.

Sam quickly rushes over to the Laboratory, along with Vivien and Joseph. The three of them work on the computer and contact Connor.

"Connor, it's Sam."

"Hey Sam, you at the computer?" Conner asked.

"Yeah, we're inserting the drive now. Sending you the info."

"Thanks. Okay I got it. Let's see. Oh no.. Oh this is awful."

"What is it, Connor?" Vivien asked.

"If I publish this info.. The world will plunge into chaos. There will mass riots, angry mobs."

"If you don't publish it, everyone will die! Including your sister! Do you want to be dictated by Collins?!"

"No.. No I can't let Vivien die! Okay, it's done."

"Very good work, Connor." A familiar voice grabbed Connor by the back of the head and slammed his head through the computer screen, nearly killing him instantly.

"Connor, no!!" Vivien yelled out in horror.

"You've been a busy bee, haven't you. Reporting to the enemy. Oh dear, looks like you spilled my little secret."

"Collins.. You bastard, stay away from him!!" Sam hit the desk of the computer.

"Sammy boy, why so angry? You did this after all. You got all these poor soldiers involved, just because you didn't want to die."

"No.. Who wouldn't want to live.. I did what my heart told me!"

"Your heart got everyone of your friends killed. Starting with Connor." Collins lifts Connor by his head. He had blood all over his face, a broken nose and lip.

"We won, sis.." Connor stated as he laughed out loud.

"Yeah bro, we got this mother fucker.. I love you." Vivien said, holding back her tears.

"You always were.. sentimental. Love you too sis." Collins kept Connor straight as he ran the blade across Conner's throat.

"You're going to die, Collins. I'm going to rip you apart, limb from limb. There will be no body once I'm done with you." Vivien told Collins as she looked her brother's killer in the eyes.

"We'll make it a family reunion, I'll be sure to bring your brothers head." Collins cuts the feed and Vivien starts thrashing and tearing the computer apart. Sam looks at her and could feel the same hate in her that he himself feels for Collins.

"We'll get him. There will be no arrest. There will be no funeral. It's as simple as this. He is an animal-"

"That needs to be put down?" A mysterious voice finished his sentence.

Sam and the others turned around, only to be shot by tranquillizers.

"What the- Jackie?" Sam asked, as he fell to one knee.

"I'm sorry Sam. I wasn't given a choice."

"Thank you for the call, Jackie. We'll take it from here."

"Please, you promised not to kill them." Jackie stated.

"Thank you for your service, Jackie." The man withdrew his gun and shot him through the throat, blood gushing onto the wall beside Sam. Jackie's body hits the cold ground hard, followed by a thud. "You're a hard man to find, Sam." The soldier took off his mask and Sam widened his eyes.

"No.. No way.. You can't." Sam said with tears in his eyes.

"I don't like it anymore than you do, but how else am I supposed to make money, Sammy?" Reed aimed the tranquilizer at Sam's neck and fired. "Goodnight, Sammy."

Elsewhere, Calvin was running towards the others after having witnessed Pat, Rolkam and Olivia being tazed. He is stopped in his tracks by a familiar face.

"We have special orders not to let you live, Cal."

"So this it then, you kill the pilot." Calvin asked.

"I want you to remember the name of the man who killed you, Jansen, for the moment that you will be alive anyway."

"Janese, huh. What a shitty name." Calvin stated.

"What, no it's Jansen"

"I got it, Janice, let's just get this over with."

"I fuckin' hate comedians." Jansen pulls out his pistol and shoots Calvin through the gut 6 times. He falls to his kneels and holds his gut, blood spilling over his helmet. When he leaned over, his helmet slipped off. His long, blonde blood-stained hair drifted in the wind.

"You bastards are on the wrong side.." Calvin stated whilst looking at Jansen with hate in his eyes.

"Seems to me like you're on the losing side, Cal."

"Sam will kill all of you. He's a terrifying monster, just you wait and see." Calvin told him as he began laughing.

"Too bad you won't be here to see it." Jansen said as he tossed his pistol on the ground and got his shotgun in hand. "Any last words, jackass?"

Calvin laughed lightly before extending his hand and flipping him off. Jansen fired his shotgun, shooting Calvin's arm clean off.

"Ahhh!! Ahh my arm!" Calvin screamed in horror.

Jansen walked up to Calvin and extended his arm. "Need a hand?" He began laughing to himself as he kicked Calvin off the cliff. "Alright, let's wrap this place up and go, and clean up this bloody mess."

One of the foot soldiers grabs Calvin's arm and throws up, before tossing it off the cliff.