- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
The Master Chief rolled to his right just in time. Two flood combat forms' tentacles slammed down where he was standing only a half a second earlier. He pulled his shotgun and pounded two shots into the two beasts, who both were torn apart under the sheer force of the blasts. There was a muffled noise behind him, he jerked around to see hundreds of infection forms and endless numbers of Carriers and Combat forms rushing at him. He turns and breaks into a sprint. he looks down the long hallway complete with arches and nooks and sees the doorway to the control room of the Ark. He puts all his strength and endurance into running to the door, cutting through infection forms with his Assault Rifle.
When he arrived at the door, he realized it was locked electronically. There were still Flood rushing at him. He quickly shoved all 4 of his plasma grenades into the door. He sprinted 20 yards toward the monsters, skidding to a halt as the came closer. He check his calculation again. Four will have to do... he says. He dropped one , minus the pin, and ran toward the door. The flood pursued him, and he heard the slight clack as his fragmentation grenade bounced on the floor.
3 seconds.
Counting his paces, he reached for another grenade, and dropped it as he ran, slower than normal. He could hear the disgusting growls from the combat forms.
2 Seconds.
He again reached for and dropped a grenade to the floor. He begins to pick up the pace as the door comes nearer. over his shoulder he sees many of the flood have passed the first grenade.
1 Second.
He is 5 yards from the door, and drops another grenade.
Zero.
He reaches the door, puts his hands out to stop himself, and dives to the right... into an alcove near the door and braces himself. He hears a tremendous explosion, as the first fragmentation grenade explodes-- behind the flood as they ran ahead. The initial blast took out a third of the flood, and shrapnel from the grenade detonated the second, then third and fourth grenades, and Finally all of the Plasma grenades in the door. Secondary explosions were heard as the carrier forms burst on each other, killing themselves and all the infection forms inside.
The explosions stopped and the Chief came out. He put down the final few combat forms strong enough to survive the blast. He holstered his weapons and put both hands in the door and pulled apart. The door strained but eventually came apart. He walked through the small opening and couldnt believe what he saw.
Gravemind? Or something of the sort, was all over the control room. It appeared to be pulling information from the control room. the chief readied his Assault Rifle and readied his aim. He opened fire, to no avail. The thing didnt move. Something crashed behind him and he turned in time only to feel a tentacle slam into his side, throwing him 30 feet down the room. He could only hear a familiar voice:
"Its over, Master Chief."
He looked up and in his blurred vision could only see a faint source of blue-purple light, in the shape of a person. Before he could see any more he was pulled to his feet by eight combat forms, who began beating him with their tentacles. after a moment of hell, they stopped, and then the Chief felt something else, something sickening. A stinging pain went through him as he heard his suit's warnings blare and suddenly fade. He could feel them prying into him, he could feel death.
He couldnt see anything, then something began to come into focus... something he didint understand. It was him. Or, many of him. 75 to be exact. They all looked like him though, and one came forward from the crowd and held his hand out. He mouthed the words "welcome home" and then the chief went black.
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John rolled over on his stomach at the sound of more noise.
"ON YOUR FEET TRAINEES!" yelled a voice.
He then stood up at attention as he listened to the orders of Chief Mendez. Boot camp was about to begin.