User:TenHalo/Halo: Last To Leave

He stood gazing over the carnage before him, peering through the golden visor of his helmet that was reflected against the blazing sun in the bright blue sky. He looked down, Spartan 039 Riko, and saw a fierce battle going on below: squads of UNSC Marines raced from place to place, firing as they went, while Warthogs and Mongoose's darted forward, the gunners of the vehicles firing their weapons at the mass of aliens before them. The Covenant. It was the whole reason Riko was here. An utterly alien force that had to be destroyed, and who thought the exact same thing of Riko and humanity. Riko grabbed his MA37 assault rifle, and pulled back the pin with a metallic pin as the powerful 7.62mm rounds prepared to launch towards the enemy. Riko looked to his left and right, and made sure that his team was ready for combat. Spartan 075 Kyle, a skilled marksman and a fast runner, racked his M392 DMR and looked back at Riko and nodded. Spartan 061 Taylor, the squads second in command and a brilliant tactician, readied her own assault rifle and she too nodded to Riko. His team was ready, all he had to do now, was to step down there. Into the alien hell.

A pair of Marines tried to advance forward, firing blindly with their weapons and sprayed a squad of half a dozen Covenant spec-ops Grunts with fire. Three of the closest aliens fell to the dirt, their blood mixed with methane from the breathing tanks of the Grunts, but the Marines had no chance in such an open battle ground. A trio of Elites deactivated their active camo shields, and appeared right in the rear of the Marines. Both of the human soldiers turned, confused of who they were fighting, and attempted to pummel the Elites from their way. But three energy swords slashed once and both Marines screamed and then fell to the ground with a wet thud.

"Looks we have a long day coming up spartans." Riko said as a Mongoose was hit by a plasma grenade. The grenade stuck onto the heel of the Marine driving the small vehicle, and before either one of them could even scream, the Mongoose detonated and fell into smoldering fragments.

"Yes sir, the Covenant are already through our lines, over there." Taylor said and pointed her finger at a line in which Marines were desperately trying to hold back against a growing tide of Elites, who were brutally cutting their way through Marines with quick swipes from their energy swords and long bursts from their plasma rifles and pistols.

"Looks bad enough for me," Riko said and began walking down the hill they were standing on. "Taylor, Kyle head for that breach and give those Marines a hand. I'll be...wrecking crew."

"Affirmitive, sir!" Both spartans acknowledged and began to run downwards to where the Marines needed the most help.

An Elite in crimson colored armor turned from the dead corpse of a Marine, and it's spli jaws crossed into what could only be an utterly alien grin. The Elite reloaded the weapon in it's hands, a pink colored Needler, and raised it at the spartans just when Kyle ducked down to fire his DMR. He pulled the trigger, and three armor piercing bullets punched into the shielding covering the Elite's head, and popped it open with a hiss of energy. The Elite roared in anger, but those were the last sounds that he ever made as another bullet penetrated his skull. Taylor fired her assault rifle, and two Grunts fell with a squeal. The surviving Marines looked at the source of the sudden firing, and about every one of them cheered at the sight of two Spartans charging down the hill, weapons blazing in their armored hands. A Marine yelled an insult at a lone Elite, and then kicked the unsuspecting alien to the ground and fired a shotgun right into it's face.

Riko, unaware of how well the battle was starting up with the rest of his squad, met up with a pinned group of Marines, and then ducked down behind an overturned Warthog. Their was a scream from the right, and a Marine fell to the ground, dead, and his armor puffing out smoke from where a plasma bolt had managed to find it's mark. The sergeant next to Riko swore, and then turned back to the spartan. "So are you the only backup I'm getting here?" The sergeant asked.

"The rest of my squad is over there, helping the others out," Riko told and felt dirt spray the back of his Mjolnir battle armor as a Covenant Wraith tank fired it's plasma mortar. "I'm just here to take this wing over."

The sergeant raised an eyebrow. "If that is so, then what do you expect us to do? Sit here and pray that a MAC blast comes down from heaven to help us out?"

Riko grinned under his helmet. "Quite the contrary infact, tell your men to get ready for a full frontal assault." Riko ordered and got up from cover to fire his assault rifle. Riko pulled down the trigger, and a dozen bullets kicked a pair of Jackals to the ground.

"Haven't enough of us died already sir?" The sergeant asked, killing a Grunt with a single shot from his DMR.

"This is how it has to be sergeant." Riko said and got to his feet. "Just follow my lead and you will live."

Riko didn't even pause to listen what the sergeant had to say, but instead just ran from the relative safety of the destroyed Warthog, and met the barage of plasma fire straight on. Four plasma bolts discharged against his armor, and he responded by emptying his clip of assault rifle ammo into an Elite, who staggered, and then fell to the ground with an alien howl of pain. He dodged a volley of plasma bolts, and then threw a frag grenade into the midst of a Covenant Elite squad. The four aliens halted their firing, and looked down to their feet the frag grenade rolled into the center of the Elites, and then detonated in a fiery of shrapnel. Before the Elites could even yell, they were all thrown onto the ground and killed by the powerful explosion that tore them into bloody ribbons. Riko grinned, and turned his aim on a pair of Grunt gunners on plasma turrets. He pulled down the trigger, and the MA37 spat a full clip into the Grunts, who then fell with a thud. Riko heard the Marine sergeant yell an order,and then a dozen Marines got up from cover, and charged the Covenant lines. It was a daring move from Marines, Riko knew it even after he had told the sergeant to order his men into it, but they still did it, and with quite some efficiency.

A Marine with a rocket launcher fired two rockets at a Shade turret, and both of the powerful rockets hit the turret and the Shade was thrown to the ground as it rocked downwards. Riko, already thrilled from the progress he was making with his Marine unit, just ran forward, and killed another Elite in the process. He found a dead Marine with a Spartan Laser, and he decided he would need the extra firepower, and grabbed the large sized weapon and shouldered it. He knew their were Wraiths behind that hill, he just knew it. And that was quite easy to know since bombs of plasma kept raining from behind that area.

Riko lifted the Spartan Laser, and then advanced forward.

The Marines in the meanwhile, were busy dealing with other matters. Their were dozens of Grunts and Jackals and Elites all boxed up together, and they were mounting a vigorous defense against the Marines. An Elite with a plasma repeater rose to it's feet on a cliff, and then opened fire. Several bolts showered the Marines, and two of them fell in the firing of the Elite until a spray of assault rifle fire put it down.

The sergeant, who's identification badge read: Sanchez, rolled forward and got back up to his knees behind a another wrecked Warthog, followed by a pair of privates. All three of them ducked, pressed themselves against the Warthog, and then threw frag grenades over their heads. Their were three dull thumps, and a bird like chatter as Jackals were thrown to the ground by the shock wave from the grenades. Sanchez rose up, and began firing with his DMR.

“Hell, if any one should get a medal for this fight, then I say it would be that whacky Spartan kid, look at this damned destruction.”

Both of the Marines peered over the Warthog, and saw the sight of several fallen Covenant warriors, shattered barriers and downed turrets. Sanchez could still tell what the Marines were thinking: How the hell did he ever do such a thing? Sanchez did not know, and at this moment he did not have time for it either. A pair of spec-ops Grunts fired their Needlers, and dozens of pink crystalline needles splattered the Warthog until most of the needles detonated and rocked the remnants of the Warthog so that one of the Marines fell to his back. Sanchez raised his DMR, and fired three shots at one of the Grunts, and it fell to the ground, dead as soon as the bullets landed on it's weak body armor. A Marine fired a burst from his assault rifle, and the second Grunt fell to a head shot.

“Where the hell did that spartan go?” A Marine asked as he fired his assault rifle at an Elite.

“I don't know, I'll try contacting him.” Sanchez said and tapped the comm open in his ears. “Spartan, this is sergeant Sanchez, where the hell are you? We have you nowhere in sight.”

“I'm right behind that small cliff forty meters from your current position. I'm taking down these Wraiths and I need backup.” Riko replied through the comm.

“We'll do our best sir, but these Covenant are not willing to give up easily. Out.” Sanchez said and shut down the comm. “He's taking out those Wraiths behind that hill, so let's clear a path and then-”

Their was a sudden wham, and crackle of energy in the air, and Sanchez was knocked over. He cursed, and tried to figure out what had just hit him. Their was a loud thud, and a Warthog landed ten feet behind him, it's passengers incinerated from an unknown force.

“Sergeant! Look, it's a slipspace portal!” A Marine yelled.

“What the?”

Sanchez looked upwards, and then saw that the Marine was true of his word. Their was a large slipspace portal formed into the air like a huge black hole, and their was something coming through it. Even the Covenant paused to look upwards at what was about to launch from that one, mysterious portal. Riko paused his aim through the scope of the Spartan Laser, and looked upwards. The portal had started to crack with electricity, and then a large white ball was formed into it's center, which grew steadily as the air began to smell as if time had halted for a second or two. Riko still looked up, not tearing his gaze from the skies. Then it all happened. A Covenant ship jumped from the portal, which was shut down behind it like a blast door as the huge alien craft emerged from slipspace. The Marines at the surface backed away, keeping their weapons raised, and the Elites and the other Covenant warriors turned back to their human adversaries and yelled a loud battle cry at them. Riko swore, and then watched as the shields of the Covenant ship lowered, and a flock of seven Banshee fliers came out, readying their pulse lasers and fuel rod guns. Riko had to choose his target now. He had only two more shots left for his Spartan laser, and their were still three Wraiths firing at the Marines. He screwed up any plans, this was war, and war took severe decisions to make. He aimed at one of the Wraiths, and then pulled down the trigger. The Spartan Laser whined, and then fired a hot red beam of laser at the flank of the Wraith. The alien tank shook, and then began to unleash sparks of energy from inside it as it fell to pieces one by one. Until it exploded in a ball of blue and white flame.

Three Elites now spotted Riko, and turned their plasma rifles at him, and fired. Several bolts struck the ground before him, but he avoided them. He aimed at the second Wraith, and charged up the Spartan Laser, and fired. The red beam punched through the Wraiths armor plating and then caused it to detonate like the one before it. But now the Laser was out of charges. He threw the weapon away, and drew his assault rifle, and began to run towards the third Wraith. In meanwhile, the Banshees began to open fire, and many Marines fell as pulse laser shots seared through their armor and flesh like butter. The battlefield was filled with the screams of the dying, and suddenly, things were not going well with the humans. A Warthog fired it's Gauss canon at a Banshee, and caused it to spin in the air, and then explode. But as the gunner rejoiced his kill, another Banshee fired it's fuel rod gun, and the Warthog exploded in a ball of fire and the driver and the gunner were both killed. Sergeant Sanchez pummeled a Jackal from his way as he advanced towards Riko's position with his two Marines, but suddenly Elites began to appear out of nowhere as they deactivated their active camo shields and charged from every flank of the Marine defenders. Sanchez fired four shots from his DMR, and his Marines emptied their clips into the Elites. But their was nothing they could do against a dozen energy swords and as soon as those blades hacked downwards, their was just a trio of screams and then then Sanchez and his men died.

Marines fell all over the place, and the UNSC defenses were failing as more and more Elites teleported from the ship above, and then charged the remaining humans with energy swords and plasma weapons in their hands.

Riko looked up at the Covenant ship, saw it's huge main gun begin to power up to fire. He sighed deeply, and as the Covenant ship continued to gather power, he knew it was all over.

On both of his sides, Kyle and Taylor appeared and watched as the Covenant ship charged it's weapon.

"Looks like were the last to leave Spartans."

And then it was all over.