Quote Originally Posted by SwedishFish
I got a good hour worth of sleep before the Warthog machine guns started up. A wave of Grunts and Brutes were launched, poised to take the Hill.

I throw a grenade, it explodes, sending a Brute and 2 grunts back. I fire my assault rifle, short controlled bursts, and take down another Brute.

And then, it starts to rain.

In an unannounced ceasefire, I see that both sides have looked up, to absorb the moment.

That is, before I notice the trench start to become muddy.

"Damn it! We got to get out of the trenches! They're going to be our graves!"I quickly try to scramble out, as do other Marines, but the walls of the trench are to slippery, and the mud inside is holding our feet. The Brutes seem to notice, and one throws a plasma grenade inside.

The explosion was devastating.

A huge ball of blue lit the trench, kicking up mud and the wooden supports we put up. I had managed to get down, but I know some Marines weren't so lucky.

I hear the screams of burnt Marines as they cry in agony, or express shock over their dead comrades. A Brute jumps into the trench, cornering a fallen Marine. I pick up the nearest gun toward me, a pistol. I fire in the Brutes direction, hitting it in the face armor, and it quickly forgets the injured Marine, and focuses on me.

I fire again, and again, no dice. The Brute gets closer to me, holding to the side what looks to be a Spiker. I hear the worst thing any Marine can hear,

The click of an empty gun.

I lean back against the wall, and throw the pistol at the Brute.

The Brute laughs, and puts it's foot against my chest, and brings up the Spiker to my face....


Little cliffhanger for you guys.

Find out what happens in the next installment of,

Through fire and flames, a Halo story.

(Next installment should arrive when I think of some ideas)

Comments and reviews would be nice
Good Story so far. Grabs your Attetion.