Coniuncti fortes - A Halo chronicle (IC)

Deacon shook his head as he picked himself up off of the ground and noted his DMR was nowhere to be seen,he heard shots all around him,and one plasma round ricocheted off of his left shoulder.
He pushed himself up and saw Loz charging one group too his left,so he reached too his side and tore out the sword of the Elite he had killed earlier.
Planting his right foot he launched himself forward,toward another Elite and a small squad of Grunts.

The Elite pointed at him and roared,then his eyes widened as he saw the sword light up in Deacon's hand and backpedaled trying to put distance between the two of them as he open fire with his plasma rifle.
A few rounds bounced off of Deacon's shields and one pistol bolt hit him in his left arm,melting some of the metal as he finished close the considerable gap between he and his prey. Anyone listening could hear his laughter as he rushed into the Elite's guard and rammed the blade up into it's chest and out of it's back before spinning and cutting the closest Grunt in half. His eyes widened when he saw one of it's partners lever back to throw a plasma grenade at him. Rather than think he threw himself forward to grab one of the other Grunts as the plasma flew at him,he grinned as the grenade adhered to the screaming and flailing Grunt in his arms,throw it with a mighty roar he spun back and ran back to where the others had taken cover,clearing the distance in less time than it takes gasp.

Just as he slammed his back into the wall next to the others and drew his magnum there was a tremendous blue explosion.

He smiled and looked at the others,"Damn it feel good to be alive!"

After Deacons comment and the explosion Jonathan shot down the last grunt that had been fleeing towards the door he had arrived from. The grunt fell forward and died a quick death. He watched Derek walking towards the door that was their goal like nothing had happened and then how the rest of the V.A kept following him. Jonathan stood still though for a couple of seconds.

"That was... Refreshing." He stated and started to follow the Spartan team.

Just before Derek opened the door leading in to one last room before they would be out of the ruins, he kicked on the head of one of the dead elites. He despised these covenant bitches. No, he hated them more than anything in the world. They had taken everything from him and the only thing he had left now was his role within the military. The door to the last room opened and he left it open so that the rest of his team could follow. Jonathan was the last one to close it. The room was filled with a green light and in the corners there was blue and purple coloured covenant boxes. Derek didn't know what they contained nor did he care, all he knew was that he had a chip to deliver before doing anything else. He walked straight through the small room and quickly opened the last door. The yellow light engulfed him when he stepped out. As soon as he got out he tried to contact HQ while Jonathan and V.A came walking out from the building too.

"HQ? Do you copy HQ?" Derek started while scanning the environment. They were surrounded by rock filled ground and some grass spots here and there. No trees whatsoever.

"Solid copy 045. Do you have the 'package'?" A female voice responded to him.

"The 'Package' is secure and ready to be delivered. Requesting vehicle drop-off."

"Request accepted 045. Sit tight V.A, HQ out."

Derek didn't responded but simple turned off his comm and turned to his team. No words had to be spoken since they had also heard her and so he sat down on the closest rock he could find while he waited for their drop-off to come.