116 (Rae) nodded, and holding both Plasma rifles were around the corner, letting lose a rain of plasma bots into the jackals, two of their shields failed quickly, and the Jackals pitched backwards. Rae’s own shields were flaring around her as they absorbed the impact from the Jackals shields. Three Jackals were left, she noticed the one behind the other two had no shield, but he was holding a Beam rifle. She fired still, taking that one in the face, just as her shield dropped. He jumped and rolled to the side, coming up in a kneeling position, one of the plasma rifles was on the ground beside her, and there was ping of a grenade. The Jackals disappeared behind an explosion, and Rae covered her face with here arms.
Ten fell forward onto his knees, the pulse had not been as bad as he’d thought. He reached up and pulled his helmet off half an inch, smoke and steam billowed out, and then he put the helmet back on. He was covered in some burns now, but his nanites would repair the damage. He grunted in pain as he rose, even his advanced training and endurance had trouble handling this, Spartan or not. ((He was the black one in the picture.)) He walked around the corner, Rae was standing over bodies, there was a black charred mark on the ground, and she was holding a Beam Rifle. He caught both plasma rifles out of the air as she tossed them to him, one in each hand, illuminating his arms and chest, and some of his face, making him look more shadowing. They both turned toward gun fire in the distance, then Ten turned on his radio. “Attention, this is Major Ten, what is your status?”
The Lieutenant shouted over some plasma that was spattering on the wall above him as he couched behind a ruined piece of wall. “This is Lieutenant Bass, were at this location, and are under fire, any help you could send would be nice.” He fired a burst over the wall, taking out a grunt, the cases fell to the ground beside him. “I don’t know about the rest of my squad, but some of us are pinned down in this area, the other half I think is moving, there’s to much chaos right now.”
“Understood Lieutenant, I’m on my way.” Ten gripped the Plasma Rifles tightly, and the turned to 116. “Are you operational? No injuries?” He looked her up and down quickly, seeing for himself.
”Yessir, I’m fine.” Rae said, looking at the other Spartan, what was he doing here? Who was he? “What about YOU? Are YOU ok?”
Ten looked down at the ground for a second before responding, “Yes, I’m good to go. Just part of what it means to be my type of Spartan. Let’s go.” He said, already running towards the other ODST. He came around a few more corners and saw them down the street, a glint caught his eyes, there was a Jackal on one of the roofs, he turned back to Rae, but she had already fired.
The Jackal fell off the roof, landing in front of the Lieutenant, who jumped back, then looked at the two Spartans. Rae, the Spartan III, and Ten, the jet black NANO-TECH.
“What the hell?!”