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When life gives you lemons, ferment them and get drunk.
Part 1
Dan opened his eyes, he was in an alleyway, bound by energy cuffs at the wrists. Three Elites were watching them. The Marine looked around, and noticed he was the only one of the soldiers who was awake. One of the Covenant soldiers approached him, " Who is your commander."
"Blow me." Dan groaned. He had a raging headache, and possibly a fractured rib.
The Elite cocked his head, "Define, Blow me." The Marine burst out laughing, but was soon silenced by a punch in the face.
"Look, split lip." Dan taunted, "You aren't getting a thing out of me." The captive soldier raised his leg and quickly kicked the alien in the groin. It didn't even flinch. "Well that explains a lot."
The Elite turned to its comrades, "What does he mean?"
"Judging by human anatomy, I believe it has called you a woman." One answered.
Dan's interrogator picked him up by the throat, "Whoa big guy, take it easy. I'm just a bar tende-" The Soldier was slammed into a dumpster, dazing him, " Youl-" He began to cough, " Have to do better than that. The Elite continued to bash him into every metal object he could find.
"Enough!" An Elite roared. He had been silent, leaning against the alley wall, "He will not speak, kill him."
"But...sir, I can-"
"Silence! Spill its blood."
The inferior looked at the ground, " Yes, your majesty" The Alien drew out his plasma rifle, and trained it on Dan's head.
Dan got up from the ground, "Wait!" The Elites looked at each other. "Truce? " The aliens cackled. A loud bang echoed through the alleyway. One of the Aliens lost its head. The others franticly scanned the area, but before they could spot anything, they too were on the ground, dead. A squad of ODSTs repeled downs the alleyway walls. They got into defensive positions behind anything that could provide the least bit of cover.
One of the ODSTs looked at Dan, "You owe me what, ten?"
"Screw you, I had it under control"
"Yea, right. You were kissing that things ass Dan."
The Marine grunted, "Christ. Get your medics on my men"
"Ehem." The ODST cleared his throat, obviously waiting for something.
"Get your medics on my men, please." Dan sighed
The silver visor stared at the humiliated soldier, "That's not what I'm waiting for."
"Pretty please...with" Dan winced, " A cherry on top."
The ODST laughed, "There we go. Flint, Tinder! Check out those marines!"
Dan had a puzzled look on his face, "Flint and Tinder?"
"It's a long story."
"Oh we have plenty of timeSergeant Kelly." The Marine grinned. The ODST hated it when people called him by his last name. Most received a punch to the face, but Dan was an acceptation. After receiving no response, the Marine moved on, "Alright, what do we have here."
The sergeant took a deep breath, "Well, we have jackal snipers practically everywhere, brutes roaming the streets, grunts swarming the buildings, and a helluva lot of hunters melting my ODSTs."
"Sounds like a milk run." Dan said sarcastically.
"Dan, in truth, the only victory we have a chance at is getting our asses out of here. I've lost four squads. That's a lot of blood on my hands, okay? So I'm really guna need your help to get my men out of here."
The marine smiled, "An ODST asking for help? That's a first. I'll help you, but first"
The Sergeant knew what Dan wanted, "Help me get my men out of here, pretty please...with-"
"That's good enough, your gritting your teeth so hard I think your head might explode if you continue."
The two Soldiers heard a man scream in agony, "SNIPERS!"
[Edited on 08.15.2009 7:04 PM PDT]