User:Rollersox/Halo: Transcendence

Glory beyond Death
SPARTAN-097, Justin, reloaded his MA7N Special All-Purpose Rifle (SAPR) and swung it about. Nothing. He could've sworn...He shook the thought from his head but kept his MA7N SAPR ready, just in case any Covenant troops wanted to dance with him.

"Medusa," a short voice said over the MJOLNIR Mark V's COM. "Repeat, Medusa, come in."

"Medusa here," Justin replied, his MA7N rifle at the ready as he crouch-ran toward the main Covenant barracks.

"Do you require assistance, Medusa?"

Justin didn't answer. He heard the heavy Scarab walker platform before it actually came over the horizon. "I require assistance, repeat, I require heavy assistance."

"Assistance coming in your way, Medusa."

Justin's HUL and his CNM fizzed to static as two more heavy clanks came behind him. Three heavy Scarab assault platforms? Technically it was possible, but you needed more than just a SPARTAN-II supersoldier commando. Justin heard two whirs behind him, and immediately recognized the sound of a Wraith tank. Had it all been a trap? His MA7N rifle went down as he ducked.

He saw the hoof-like feet of Elite soldiers and the waddling feet of Grunt infantry. It had been a trap. The Elites barked in a strange sharp, angry-like way, and the Grunts scurried off in all directions. Justin's CNM fuzzed back to life, and the voice of a speaker said, "Medusa, come in. Assistance shot down. No assistance left for you. Make...leave...immeeee -- " The voice broke off into a high-pitched scream and then the CNM COM shut off. EM jammer...

Then Justin ran.