"well we better because we have more!" Jackson yelled he pulled out Rocket launcher he saw some coming from the cave he fired the rockets and made the cave crashing down trapping the floods. "Alright now some of them are coming from the forest can we go now the threat level is rising" Jackson said and laughed sarcasticly he got out dual sub machine gun and pointed at the forest.
"Everybody run! But stay together as a group! Conserve your grenades, we'll need them for later! Use as little ammo and battery as possible! If you fire at them while they are still in clusters, they will blow up each other! Only a few shots are needed for that!" Striker caught an infection form that had jumped at him, then thrown it at a group of them which ni turn, made a chain reaction and pieces of the group just lay there. Striker started running after the "army" and held up the rear along with a few others.
Jackson ran back to the ship and grabbed Rae he carried her in his arms "Comon! Go Go!" Jackson yelled more flood came he put Rae to his back and drew sub machine gun he fired at the carrier form and exploded. The infection forms came out he fired again and it poped one by one as if the baloons were popping he looked at them with a discust and pity. He went to Striker "Get everyone out of there!" Jackson yelled
AOR charged through trees and foliage, tearing and destroying everything in his path. AOR knew his mission, short but crucial. He ran through the orders of the fallen elite in charge...Go, there is not much time left....you must help the others get off this accursed rock....I may traverse the plains of heresy, but I am beginning to doubt the words of the prophets AOR tried to help him but he was pushed aside GO NOW!!!! The door of the forerunner facility began to dent as the flood tried to push through. AOR, stomaching the guilt, and holding the elite in great praise, turned away and ran from the sound of the crashing door, the sound of the plasma rifle, and the noise of the elite's cry of rage one last time...
He took down a small tree with the help of his shield, and could here the sound of the flood and their squeals of horror. Hunter's always had the displeasure of hearing the sound of flood. Actually, they had the displeasure of hearing anything other than the voice of elites. As he was summing up the courage and rage to attack the horde of flood, he could hear the voice of another elite. He immediately stopped to get his bearing, and catch his breath at that point. Once he found where the elite was running to, he made the quick calculations to intercept the flood before they caught up to him. Buying him plenty of time to escape. When he finally saw the squad of elites he noticed the flood wasn't far behind. He also noticed the elites where going to run by a tree growing out of a hill. AOR made his way for that hill, and in no time, he was standing at the crest of it. With a mighty lunge he landed behind the last elite, and turn to face the flood, firing off a few fuel rods to decrease the amount of floodlings.
[]lol I'll assume I was unconcious. THanks for moving my character along xD []
The spartans eyes flashed opened. Her vision was badly blurred, but she could hear the all too familiar sound of gunfire all around her. As her senses slowly came to she realized she was being carried along, and although she still couldn't see, she knew Jackson was carrying her.
AOR brought his foot down on the head of a thrown flood from the explosion of the fuel rods. He swipped a carrier into a tree, which exploded on impact. AOR succesfully had distracted the floods from the elite squad long enough to have them out of the flood's sight. However, AOR was far from done with his swarming prey. One swing after another, it was a continous string of melee's, but the flood kept on comming. Finally, when AOR thought he was going to fall prey to the enemies of his great ally, he noticed that they all stopped, tilted there heads , and ran back int he direction from which they came. AOR wanted to follow, but he knew his objectives were clear: help the others.
The flood had dispersed and the gunfire had stopped for the most part. Raevynn elbowed Jackson in the shoulder, and in return he put her down. She staggered at first but quickly shook off the disoreintation. The spartan blinked and brought up her radar. A huge red blip went off in the corner of her eye, she knew the shape of that red dot. It was a covenant hunter. This would make things easier for them.
"Does anyone know where we're going?" She asked, wiping a trickle of blood from the side of her face.
Drekken looked over at Raevynn. "I'm not sure at the moment but I do know if we don't find shelter quick this will be the end of us." Drekken said. He pulled Darrek off and gently leaned him up against a tree. "He's awake we need to patch up his head it's bleeding badly this could end up bad." Drekken said. A small grunt waddled over to Drekken handing him a first aid kit. "This may burn a bit but in your condition it wont feel to much worse then the pain you're experiencing now," Drekken said softly as he applied a wet liquid into the wound. It made a sizzling sound as it hit the wound and a white vapor came from it. "Good it's working," Drekken said. He got an odd needle like object and applied it into his arm. It hit the bloodstream destroying any infectious things just in case. Drekken did a few more things quickly stopping the bleeding and soon he had fixed him up. "We need to rest but where?" Drekken asked himself. He looked straight ahead and saw some mountainous areas in the distance. They were large and water streamed down them. He squinted and just barely made out an entrance. The night was darker then ever now and it would be a dangerous path but it might be a good place to stay and if Drekken knew halo as well as he thought it would probably be a type of structure inside. "Quickly my friends over there in the mountains a lair. It may be our only chance it isnt that far away the moon shines brightly enough for you to just barely make it out but I assure you it is there." He picked up Darrek again and began walking. In the distance he heard a screeching sound. "Now they will reach us soon they are far behind but they don't get tired."
(Hey guys for awhile I'm gonna have some side characters who I'll use for awhile I gave them a small appearance on high charity they are two hunters named Draffig and Marlig I wont make them big characters or anything though)
Drekken moved at a quick pace. He was whipped in the face by some tree branches but he didnt stop for anything not now. "They are getting closer their stench grows that foul smell in the air." Drekken said. He quickened his pace to where he was running.
AOR passed the large roots of the porturding tree. But to his dismay, the elite had not seen the hunter, and once again the screeches of the flood filled the air. The mist was beginning to dampen, AOR's hint of evening. He now switched to a more primitive form of hunting where he used a synapse located on the tip of his face armor. Any change in the surrounding environment will send a small jolt, enough to draw his attention but not enough to hurt. He picked up his pace following the stench of both flood and elite blood. Every step brought him either closer to the elite squad or the flood...