- Scoopicus
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- Fabled Legendary Member
So yeah, I decided to make a fan-fic. Big whoop, wanna fight about it? Anyway, this is the first section in the thing. It's a dream sequence for the main character. Now, I want your completely honest opinion. So that means you CAN bash, but only with a reason to do so. Constructive critisism, as always, is helpful. I'll post the full version on fanfiction.net as soon as it's done.
So without further ado, let us begin.
The faceless soldier ran down the alley, covered in blood. His black body armor shimmered with the downpour of rain. A perfect mirror image of the moon was cast across his helmet visor. He bore a pistol in his right hand, a combat knife in his left. He stopped and raised both to eye level, slowly turning the corner. As he expected, he wasn't about to continue down his path unopposed.
A Covenant Elite, laying in wait, brought down his plasma rifle like a club over the soldiers head. With inhuman strength he brought his knife hand around and deflected the blow. He pistol whipped the alien across the face, knocking out a few of its shark-like teeth. Its silvery-blue energy shield glowed almost angrily, giving out just in time for violet blood to pour from the wound on its face. It retaliated with an uppercut at the soldier's face, who caught it perfectly and yanked down, causing the Elite to bend over. He brought up his knee into the Elite's mandibles, knocking the alien back onto its back. The Elite, not one to give up, quickly drew a large plasma pistol from its holster and fired a blast. The superheated globe sizzled past his helmet, causing a warning to appear on his visor's HUD. With a quick swish of his boot, he knocked the weapon out of the alien's hand and brought his foot down onto its chest. Its reptilian eyes widened as it coughed up more of the oily purple blood. He kicked it over and curb stomped its head into the ground. Finally having had enough, the Elite began to slowly crawl away. Once again he kicked the alien over so that it was now facing him. It reached one of its shaking four fingered hands out towards him as a pitiful cry for mercy. Not obliging, the soldier leveled the pistol at the Elite's head and fired. The sidewalk was instantly splattered with alien blood and brains. For a second, the only sound was the patter of rain and the metallic ping of the bullet shell hitting the ground.
The soldier once again leveled the pistol-knife pair and walked on. He reached the end of the alley without any further hindrances. He slowly moved out onto the street, hugging the wall of the nearest building. The commercial video advertisements were replaced with evacuation warnings and city maps, and the evacuation road strips were lit. He looked up into the sky and saw a blocky U.N.S.C. cruiser floating overhead. He looked out to the street. It would be easier to just run out and go down the street, but he didn't want to risk getting picked off by snipers. He slowly slid against the wall, not in any rush to get anywhere.
Suddenly the soldier stopped in his tracks. He listened carefully, holding his breath. Beyond the patter of rain, he heard a wet slopping sound, like shoes on wet cement. He looked around but couldn't see anything. Disregarding safety, he stomped out into the middle of the street, looking for the source of the noise.
The soldier turned around and found the source of the sound. There was a man slowly walking down the middle of the road. He wore a brown trench coat and a fedora of the same color, which covered his face. He seemed forlorn, like a zombie, just walking forward and looking at the ground. The soldier lowered his gun and walked forward, feeling slightly relieved that he was looking at another human.
"You should get inside," the strange man suddenly said. He slowly looked up, and the soldier froze. The man's face was anything but a man's face. He looked human, but there was something about the look in his eyes that was completely and utterly inhuman. There was an evil, twisted smile on his face.
"Didn't you hear me?" he asked, pointing up. "I said you might want to get inside. You'll want to listen to me."
The soldier looked up and his heart sunk. Near the U.N.S.C. cruiser was now a bulbous silver Covenant cruiser. On its surface, several invisible ports began to glow white hot. He could do nothing but watch in horror as white plasma globes burst from the ports, lurching like sharks through the sky at the U.N.S.C. cruiser. Helpless to do anything, the cruiser exploded into flames at multiple locations. Suddenly there was a series of explosions around the midsection. The cruiser began to fall apart, and two large halves, each weighing millions of tons, began to plummet to the earth. The soldier fruitlessly ran down the street. The man simply stood there, watching him.
With the force of a hundred nuclear weapons, the cruiser's fusion reactor went critical and blew. For the smallest fraction of a second, the soldier, the man, and the city as a whole was enveloped in a hellish purple glow. In an instant the soldier was burnt to dust, which was blasted into atoms. Buildings were leveled, cars were blown to pieces, and even the air was blown to oblivion. Both cruisers slipspace drives were ruptured in the blast, and space and time began to warp and mend. Within the blast a million years passed in what looked to be a few seconds to any observers. Matter was created and destroyed. It was literally hell on earth.
Then as quick as it began, it was over. The glow faded, and in the place of the great city was left a smoldering crater. Smoke rose and ashes fell. Nothing moved. Nothing was left to move.
Except one thing.
The man climbed over a pile of rubble. He stomped over to the pile of ash that was once the building that was nearest to the late soldier. He stopped above a pile of rocks and began to kick them away. He kneeled down above a metal plate covered in silt and swept away a small swath of the smooth black material. He leaned a bit closer and saw the universal symbol for radiation above the words "Emergency Nuclear Shelter". He gripped the side and swung the plate upwards, revealing a ladder descending into a dark shaft.
"See?" he said matter-of-factly, turning to where the soldier once stood and standing up. "I told you that you might want to get inside."
Thanks for reading.