User:DeionMcEwan/Faith and Hope

Harry King grabbed a carving knife from out the draw, ready to hold his own against the Covenant bastards that just blew down his door. He was pannicking, breathing heavy as a squad of 6 grunts came waddling through the door that he was hiding behind.

He stabbed down with his knife and grabbed the Grunts Plasma grenade, armed it, and threw it into the other Grunts before running out the door, just before the grenade exploded an the sound of 5 dying, suprised Grunts filled the apartment.

His knife had blue ichor from the Grunt on it, so he stabbed it in the table before he walked over to the window and stared at the fires raging through the cities and on the horizon of Zencabar, the UNSC's main military training grounds. Now under attack by covenant forces he could now see descending from the sky in small Covenant Corvettes.

Two Jackal Snipers came in to see what was taking the Grunts so long and they saw Harry getting ready to jump. Harry threw his knife at one before they could raise their shields, and it stuck in its eye But now he had no other weapons to fight the other Jackal, and a plasma round from a Carbine sailed in between his ribs, but missng his Liver. He grunted and fell backwards, out through the open window.

On the way down, he thought to himself i was supposed to be on leave then he hit the dumpster and everything flashed red then black.

The whole world came into focus, but then Harry reallised he didnt want it to. A Covenant Corvette was sailing over his apartment complex, hovering 30,000 feet in the air, waiting to execute an orbit burn if it had to, but also dropping countless Phantoms, Spirits and Elite drop pods.

Harry had fell a little over 100 feet, but the dumpster had been full of old discarded clothes and paper, but that hadnt stopped the wind being knocked out of him. He tried to get up, but the pain where the Carbine round had hit was enouh to make him double over again. He yelled in pain, And fell on his face on the tarmac.

He staggered a few steps, but then threw himself on the floor under a mal box as two hunters lumbered past, gigantic creatures made of colony's of worms, surrnded by blue armor, firing their fuel rod guns that were integrated into their armor, Followed by a contingency of Grunts and a few Elites.

i have to get to Zanzibar he thought, as it was the place where he was trained, and now the UNSC needed every man they could get.

Elites followed, but the only way he knew they were there was where the air shimmered and contorted, and semi-transparent figures took over when they fired.

After the Covenant finishd marvhing past him, he ran over to a wounded marine on the other side of the stree that he saw when he dived under the mail box, and the Marine coughed, glistening his lips red, and staining his chin

Harry knew there was no Hope.

The Marine's face was burnt beyond recognition, but he managed a eakwod that Harry couldnt makeout. 'sorry, what?' he asked, and the Marine said 'Harry? it's me, Brian' Harry gasped and held a hand to his mouth. it was his freind. Brian O'Harrison handed him a BR55 Battle Rifle, then uttered another word that Harry couldn't hear, then sighed.

His BR in hand, Harry closed the marines eyes, and moved him into a building so the ravenous Grunts of Brutes didn't get him.

He turned and walked out of the building, setting his BR sideways so he didn't turn and have to get his gun bearings first. There were no enemy's in sight, but there could be camouflaged elites hiding anywhere, and the pain in hs ribs was increasing, and he had to stop, and examine the wound.

He hadn't noticed before that his shirt as soaked in crimson, and he looked at the wound, and half was burnt and half was spilling blood.

Harry walked a few more miles towards Zanzibar, and he stopped at an Intersection, and a tank came barrelling don the hill, burning, and with no Gun.

5 Marines came after it, and ran over to Harry.

A marine said to him 'what are you doing here? And with a Militry Weapon?' Harry scoffed and said 'i'm a military Corporal soldier, and i have training' He cycled a round into the chamber and peered out. 'Where are you from?' he continued.

Anothr Marine wheezed and said '4th Forward Armour Unit. Wiped out at Zanzibar'

'Damn it' Harry said 'Is Zanzibar gone?'

'Yep' the Marine said, just then the street next to them exploded as a plasma mortar hit it, and boilemac, killing the marine tht just talked.

he remaining marines ran towards a parked Sedan, and filed in. Harry tried t start it, nd the Engin hummed to life, an ped towads the Itersection, missing wraith but having the turret firing at them and boiling away a corner of the Sedan, exposing the marine in the back seat, but also giving him a good firing hole, as two ghosts sped around the cornor, and coming after them, firing its plasma weapons.

The marines in the back seat began firing three round bursts from thier BR's and catching the first ghost in te gravity boosters, causing it to flip oend over end and crashing into a building, cavin in the wall. The other one was speeding along side them, Elite driver getting out an energy sword and jumping over to the front of the sedan, swinging through he window, breaking it, and catching the marine in arm, leaving a deep gash in it, so Harry got out his BR, and fired hitting the elite in the jaw, sending him accross the bonnet and sending him under the wheels.

A marine Sergeat in the back got out a can of Biofoam, and began fixing up the gash in his arm

Harry clutched his side, an gritted his teeth. The Sergeant motioned towards him with the Biofoam.