Night 4
Earthling felt the urge to take a walk on this night. He really didnt know why, but he felt that he needed to clear his head. This, in hindsight, was a terrible decision.
He was walking down a walkway in a cargo bay when he heard some shuffling behind him. He whirled around, gun at the ready. No one. At this,
Earthling was nervous. He started feeling like he was next.
Why me? Come on, I dont want to die! he muttered to himself.
It was too late for all of that. He had a pursuer. This pursuer was ready to kill.
Earthling will never feel it coming, his pursuer thought. He squeezed the trigger on his carbine. One bolt fired off and hit
Earthling in the back of the head.
His pursuers heart then jumped. Almost in perfect unison with his shot, another shot had been fired. It was very loud, and sounded like it came from the upper walkway. He looked up just in time to see a shadowy figure running down the corridor. If I kill him, thats just one less person to deal with,
Earthlings attacker thought.
He gave chase. Down one corridor, then the next. Left, Right, Right again, another Left. This guy was good,
Earthlings attacker thought. But Im better, he said to himself.
After a few more minutes of hard running, the figure disappeared. Damn it! he swore. He had let his adversary escape, but at least the target was dead. He didnt often fail.
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Once the morning came, Sergeant-Major Johnson was ready to give an inspirational speech.
Marines, Elites, we all need to
Johnson started. He was then interrupted by,
What the hell is happening over there! a Marine cried.
What the hell was happening was in fact good news that dwarfed what Johnson couldve said. Johnsons mood changed on the spot. While before he was a bit worn, he looked as young as a new recruit, and had as much energy as one as well.
Johnson started again, this time with vigor, People, it looks like we killed one. Took a while for it to show, but we got im! Theres bound to be more of em. Im ready to kill some of those bastards. Whos with me?
Cheering and yelling erupted from the group.
Damn straight. Johnson said, lighting a cigar. He couldnt help thinking, however, that there was at least one person in that crowd that was faking being happy about the discovery of a Loyalist. Just the way the world is, he said, more to himself than the crew.
Got that right, a voice said from behind Johnson. It was Master Chief.
Day 5 has started! It will end on Friday Night at 10 PM EST. That is in:
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