- roraj 196
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Just a short chapter I wrote, introducing the two main characters: Behemoth and Leviathan.
The tiny room was flooded with a brilliant, blinding light as the door was violently flung open. In stepped the massive silhouettes of two giant Spartan super-soldiers, sheathed in bulky MJOLNIR armour; assault rifles raised. They silently swept the room with the barrels of their guns, before simultaneously turning their attention to the cowering marine in the back of the room. He was chained up, mumbling something under his breath, traumatized. He had a bloodstained face and lifeless eyes. One of the Spartans, who was only distinguishable from the other because the word "Leviathan" was crudely scrawled into his chest plate, knelt down and clipped his assault rifle onto his back. It made a satisfying click that spoilt the infinite silence in the room. Raising his hands slowly up to his head, he carefully slid off his helmet to reveal the soft, young face of the Spartan. His serious eyes met the disturbed, pale eyes of the marine. Leviathan slowly undid the chains around the marine's wrists. The wasted soldier slumped down and took deep breaths. The Spartan put his massive hand on the marine's chest, who in turn took it in his own, softly placing something in Leviathan's hand. As the marine quietly died, Leviathan got up, and nodded to his comrade; whose chest plate bore the name "Behemoth". He looked down at the dead marine, then at his own clenched fist. Too many have been lost to the Covenant...he thought. Leviathan opened his fist to reveal a small square that flickered with a deep blue light. But no more.
[Edited on 12.24.2009 7:30 AM PST]