A FanFiction Short: Hallfight

by **Kasrkin Seath** Wed Feb 11, 2009 6:24 pm

The result or insomnia and extreme boredum while visiting a Halo related site. Enjoy.

Hallfight
A Short Fan-Fic by Seath

The ground shook beneath David's feet from the thunderous roar of artillery firing nearby. Huddled in a hallway of a concrete bunker, Him and his squad were awaiting the inevitable enemy assault. All of them, M6J Carbine's in hand were loaded, safety off.

The artillery stopped. They were here.

"Everyone, form up on the airlock! We can't let these SOB's get into the shelter." The Sergeant of David's squad exclaimed. They moved into defensive positions, with only a few crates and single shield for cover.

"Wait for my signal!" The sounds of footsteps could be heard on the otherside of the airlock. The door glowed red and it's hinges melted off.

"Open Fire!"

Lead filled the air, catching the Covenant by surprise. The few unlucky grunts at the front were shreaded to pieces by the high caliber HMG-38 that was wielded by one of David's companions. Blue blood seeped to the ground off of the wall. Two Elites stormed through the airlock, plasma guns blazing. The hallway filled up with lead and plasma being thrown across it. A plasma bolt struck the Sergeant, making a hole completely through his body and setting it aflame.

More grunts piled into the room wielding needlers. They fired wildly sending needles everyway.The pink crystals bounced off the wall and soon found themselves lodged in the leg of Corporal Dean Richards.

" Ahhhh! ***, get these things out of me!" Dean grabbed a pink crystal and pulled it out, only to explode in his hand, sending fingers flying. Blood splattered on David's visor as two needles in Dean's leg burst, tearing his leg clear off. The floor around him was crimson, and he gasped a single breath as a needle struck him in the throat.

"Dean!" David cried out as his frined sat helplessly wiht the pink crystal lodged in his neck, but it was too late to help him. The crystal burst, nearly severing Dean's head, which now hung limp upside down, held by a single piece of skin. Blood covered the ceiling above him.

"*** you mother ***!" David raised his M6J and fired onto the rist grunt in sight, blowing it's head in two, and followed up on another, shooting it in the chest. He threw a grenade at the lead elite. It's shields were knocked out from the spray of metal shards.

"Kill it while you have the chance!" someone shouted, and the HMG-38 slung bullets into the unshielded Elite, which left gaping holes of which purple blood flowed out of. Grunts ran past it's falling body only to be met by hot lead from the fire of the three remaining soldiers. All but one Covenant soldier that entered the bunker layed dead, for an Elite standing at the airlock began walking forward.

"Im out of ammo!" shouted the person wielding the HMG-38.

"***, same here!" shouted another.

"David was out of ammo as well. The Elite began running and with a single slash, cut through the barrier, killing the man wielding the empty HMG-38 in a single swit stroke.

The second man in the Elited Path drew a combat knife and stabbed at it. It flinched when the knife struck it's shields. The Elite was toying with him, and as he began to run, it, with a single swipe, cleaved the mans legs off, sending blood flying everywere.

"Ahhh! You son of a ***!"

The Elite planted a hoof on the soldiers chest. Ribs cracked and he yelled. The Elite raised it's hoove and slashed two more times wiht it's sword. The arms of the man laid at this side, and as he lay screaming, dying from blood loss, the Elite crushed his head under it's massive hoof.

David was furious, he wanted to do something, but there was no way to do so, and he began making his retreat as the walked calmly forward. He was nearing a bend in the hall and had hoped for someone to help him, for some miracle. None came.

David never thought it would end this way. The Elite taunted him, waving its sword in back and forth motions. His M6J Carbine was useless and his armor would do nothing to halt the torrid bite of the glowing ethereal blade. The smell of burning flesh and blood filled the air. scorched and hole riddled bodies of all sorts littered the floor sign's of a firefight, which the Elite seemed to completely ignore as it prepared to descend upon the last living Human.

The Elite came closer, and David backed up, passing the bodies of his companions whom he would soon be joining. He backed up into a corner of the cold concrete wall and closed his eyes, waiting for the end…

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David knew he would soon be dead, he heard the Elite’s steps grow louder as it came nearer, and the heat of it’s weapon could now be felt. A large hand grasped David by the neck. He opened his eyes to see the Elite as it lifted him into the air and away from the corner.

"You and all your kind will die" the Elite said, "It is the will of the Gods that your kind shall be exterminated"

David was struggling for air as the Elite’s grip tightened around his throat. He saw the Elite cock it’s sword arm into position to skewer him. He had seen it done before, and he struggled and shook, trying to break the aliens grasp, to no avail. As he became tired, David had new hope for survival, as a small red beam of light flickering in from a hole in the wall centered on the Elite's chest.

David took a long breath before muttering words that would forever be told in the folklore of the UNSC Army. "See ya in the next life you *** split lip".

Purple blood splattered against the wall and ground from the sniper's bullet, in stark contrast to the crimson mural which covered the wall. David fell to the floor as the monstrous hand lost hold of him, hitting it with his back. The Elite screamed in fury and began moving towards David, sword in hand.

David crawled away as the Elite composed itself to finish him. David quickened his pace when he saw his final chance for survival, an M6D lying near a severed leg, grabbing it in time to flip over and see the Elite as it charged at him.

David screamed out "Die you son-of-a-***!!!" as he unloaded all of his shots into the Elite, leaving holes in it's armor, out of which ooozed alien blood. The huge creature fell to the ground in a puddle of it's own blood, gasping a few stuttured breaths before laying silent. David used his arm to lean up and showed a grin at the body. He had beaten the Invincible.