Raevynn stood before the great elite. "You want to fight me, then lets go. I've seen you slaughter enough. You're days are over."
She charged the elite and slammed her head into his chest while ramming him into a wall. She unsheathed a combad knife and dug the blade into whatever bit of elite she could find; which hapened to be tekkas arm.
Yark Pi, a grunt, cowered in a corner and watched his elite master get attacked from every side. He ran toward the cockpit and pushed the headless pilot from the seat. He sat down and flipped switches and pushed a lever forward, the pelican taking off after the Phantom. "YIKES!" He yelled, his menthane intake twice than whats recommended because of the stress. He shut the cockpit door and shot it with his plasma pistol. The plasma melted the door in place. The grunt continued to push buttons. The Pelican started to rumble as the Shaw-Fukijawa engine kicked in and they hit slipspace, behind the Phantom.
"HUMANS!" he shouted and then looked as the others left him. "COWARDS!" he shouted after them. He then tryed defending himself from all attacks. "MORTALS!" he yelled to the marines as he grabbed two by their throats and held them before him. "A move and both will die!" he said as he gripped both with one arm. He had the strenght and length of doing so, and he grabbed his energy sword in the other one. Igniting it and holding it against both of thems throat. He then slowly started to walk towards the brave grunt, as the ground started to shake. He accidentaly cut the throat of one of them but then gripped the other one harder. "CAREFULL, GRUNT!" he shouted to the one controling the ship.
"What the hell?" She mumbled as the pelican took off. The elite slit the throat of one marine, and she lost it. The Spartan charged and shoved the elite backwards while pulling the hand with the plasma sword away from the marine. The muscels in his wrist were like steal. He may have beeen stronger, but she was fueled by rage and hatred. "Let him go you bastard." she growled through gritted teeth.
((oooh, Wrist muscles of steel? Sounds like a reference to one of the books? Maybe not, and Hey Dennis... Are you floating around in Space? Or else thats some HELLA long magnification of that Sniper...))
The Hunter laughed to himself as the Phantom slipped. They arrived at High Charity soon after to tell the Prophets of the cowardice of Tekka, slandering his name and honor...
Yark Pi, having given the pelican the command to jump, shook furiously in his seat. He was scared, and when he turned around to see Tekka being beaten, he decided, that it was indeed a good day to die. He shot his overcharged plasma pistol at the Demon, and her shields instantly dropped. "I CALL DIBS ON HER HELMET!" He yelled in happiness, and once again fired his pistol at the other marines in the bay.
"Rae, I'll go take care of Mr. Pilot over here." Kiyo said, shoving his ignited plasma sword through the cockpit door, cutting through the middle. The doors fell apart and he walked up next to the grunt in the pilots seat. "Where are you heading?" He asked,putting his hand on the grunts head. "Take us to the nearest military base, and step on it!" He said in it's ear. "What are you waiting for? GO!"
Tekka laughed as the grunt took the spartans shield of. He kicked her in the chest, and then hit her down to the ground, putting his foot on her neck. "A human rage. Intresting!" he said as he looked at the marine threatning the grunt. He has his back to Tekka. Tekka smiled and grabbed him by his neck. "Maybe threatning a higher figher might make you consider, demon!" Tekka said and laughed as he pointed his sword at the throat of Kiyo. "How many men are you ready to lose?" he smiled as the marine tryed to struggle. "Weak humans" he said as he kicked an marine trying to save his friend.
Kiyo wrapped his fingers around Tekka's wrist and struggled to pry his fingers open enough so he could breathe. He tried to live long enough for the beast to gloat some more so he could shove a grenade down it's throat. Sure, a grenade wouldn't do anything on the outside.... But the inside, not a pretty site. He took one hand of of Tekka's arm and felt around his waist, expecting to feel the oval shaped grenade. Shit. He thought. Out of frags. Kiyo fell limp, the breath squeezed out of him.
[]lol, i dont know if the book refers to their muscels as steel, but i know they said the elites had some reallr ripd muscles[]
"None." She muttered in answer to the elites question. She unsheathed the combat knife and threw it faster than a normal humans eye could track. The blade slammed into the energy sword, unigniting it and giving her time.
The spartan ran to the elite and slammed her wrist into his, causes his grip to loosen slightly while she used her other hand to retriece the combat knife.
Originally posted by Vathu[k...]
......yes...thats nice now could someone help the unconcious non-breathing slowly dieing kiyo? 🙂
*Dennis saw something on the ground close by. He ran over and rolled the marine onto his back. He picked him up and threw him over his shoulder, then began to run to the others*