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The Flood's Gate. ((Exelis & Zenarion))

Exelis

Exelis

Super-Earth
Joined
Mar 23, 2009
Sweat dripped to the ground from her brow dark, dripping from her pale chin onto the shade cool dirt. Her breath came in small pants from plump pink lips, pants she wished she could calm. Not for her sake, but for the little girl in her arms. The 23 year old was terrified that she wouldn't be able to protect her. She'd managed to save the child from being infected by the gruesome creatures that once lived and breathed with a beat in their hearts. But... She didn't know how much longer she could keep her safe. Sleeping then, she could only prey they'd make it through the night without any more encounters as they hid inside the little shack. Closing her own dark blue eyes, she let her curly black hair fall over her face as she herself tried to find some rest.

They didn't make it...

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A Year Later...

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Another house ruined, she couldn't help but think, only wishing it had been destroyed by the same people as it had been the time before that, and the time before that. But no... It was the Covenant, and, somehow, soon following after, the Flood had made their way onto the planet. Reana, herself, sat atop a branch in a park that had already been cleaned by both threats for that day, eating a bar of candy she'd been able to scavenge. Yeah, no one could do anything permanent to her, but that didn't mean it wouldn't hurt like hell. Holding the hand held she'd never bothered to learn the name of in her lap, she was about to finish her lunch and go hunting when something grabbed hold of her dangling leg. IDIOT, KEEP COUNT OF YOUR SURROUNDINGS, she chided herself, blanching as she saw what had a hold of her. What the fuck was a Brute doing out in the middle of fucking nowhere??? Oh, she thought, seeing the world upside down. It seemed that a whole fucking lot of Covenant bastards had decided to come to the spot, and not to settle down and make camp. Shit, she knew exactly what kind of crowd that would draw. Military and of course, Flood. Even knowing it would hurt, she let the brute slam her into a tree, shattering her rib cage. She even screamed to let it think she was afraid. And then, she let everything go to black.

***

Blury eyed, she opened her eyes, so much fighting... Did anyone even remember what the damned war started over? She hissed, feeling something grab onto her leg but not pull, she knew that exactly what she'd thought would happen would: The military and the Flood both had been attracted. "Shit," she cursed under her breath before shooting an infected soldier in the head after pulling a weapon she'd had tucked in the back of her pants. She really needed to learn the name of the damned guns, she decided. What would she do if she needed something bigger? Say "the big one"? No... "Damn it," she cursed, shooting another infected while dodging a Covenant Elite. "I hate studying," she finished, shooting the brain stem of another infected before it could attack a grunt. Yes, humans good, Covenant bad, but she knew that what was worse, was Flood. Knowing she was being idealistic, she thought the humans and the Covenant should have joined forces against them already. "AH! GOD DAMN IT," she hissed as another little bugger squirmed it's way into her body. She didn't worry like anyone else would have, after all, she'd been infected for a year, and still was walking, talking and not looking like a failure of Frankenstein. "FUCK," she dodged a round of bullets from a machine gun, cursing every single one of the things, she knew what that soldier thought when he fired at her. She glared at him for a brief moment before going back and killing anything that even looked like it shouldn't have been alive, dodging both human and Covenant blows.
 
He sighed softly as he then finished the last elite, before he then started reloading the shotgun in his hands, he had been fighting for about 5 minutes, and now the last elite was down. He then sat up in the ghost, and started driving further inside of the cave where he had recived an emergency call from a small group of marines. He then stopped in front of a big steel door. He could hear people screaming from behind it, and he could hear plasma rifles. People where fighitng behind that door, maybe the marines were still alive, he hoped so. He then took his spartan laser from his back, and then stepped a bit away, and then took aim at the stell door. He could see how the big red laser blasted through the door, maybe it even hit somebody behind the door, he hoped so. He put it back, and then took his shotgun again, before he then stepped inside, to see some flood and some covenants fighting. He was too late, the flood had gotten the marines, and now, all there was left was too kill everything in the room that wasn't human. He ran towards a flood, and then aimed the shotgun at its head, before he then pulled the trigger, and watched its head fly away from the body. He took his spartan laser and then hit an elite in the back before he moved on towards the next opponent.
((Sorry its short... But i couldn't think of more right now >.< I have a lot of things going on in my life at the moment))
 
Oh, SHIT, she cursed in her head. Too much of her wanting to runn away like a little baby at the sight of the Spartan. She'd fought an infected spartan before. NOT FUN. What was strange however, was that the flood was attacking him. She thought she was the only one alive on the field. Shooting another infected off of a Grunt and then one off of a Hunter - She under NO circumstances wanted to go against a turned Hunter - she hissed as another little bastard sunk it's way into her through a blow to her kidney. "FUCKING HELL," that hurt. She just decided to begin cursing like a sailor non-stop as she shot down infected and dodged Covenant soldiers. One nearly managed to take her head with what she called the 'gravity ax thingy'. Something she wasn't happy about as she jumped onto a Hunter, hand standing on him for a moment before flipping down, using her feet to push off of him and kill a few buggies wanting to get into the things feet. It seemed she was having to work on protecting the thing, as it didn't seem to be able to doge the fist sized buggers. And, true to form, the Hunter was idiodically deciding it wanted to kill her before taking out any of the flood. "GOD DAMN IT, STOP TRYING TO HIT ME YOU IDIOT," She cursed at him after he tried to swat her like a fly. Shooting a marine that no longer had arms but was still running about - most notibly for the Hunter - she made sure with another bullet that he wouldn't get up before yelping again and getting out of the Hunter's way. She groaned as she saw a bugger get in through a knee plate. Shit. That's it. She was not going to deal with worms that turned into bugs. Nu-uh. Dodging another blow, she ran for the area that she'd seen the Spartan in, shooting more Flood on the way, but only dodging Covenant fire. "HEY! Green Skull," she called out once she saw him, "SPARTAN! We gotta get out of here! SHIT!" She dodged the shots from a Needler, cursing as one of the horrid things ripped the back of her shirt, leaving a nice long wound on it's way to the ground. "Fucking idiots," she muttered, still firing and dodging her way to the street, indending to get away to the city.
 
Hearing somebody say that they had to get out of there, he then looked up, seeing a girl that still looked like a human. He shot one last at an elite, before he then grabbed his spartan laser, and then charged it, before he then shot about 30 enemies with one shot, but they didn't seem to stop coming, she was right, they had to get out. He charged the laser one last time, before he then made another hole in the door, so it know would be big enough for him and his ghost to get through. He ran through the door, and then jumped up on the ghost, before he then followed right after the girl, he just went through all of the enemies that he could killing as much as he possible, before he was out of the crowd again, and soon he was beside of the girl. "Would you mind telling me who you are, and what you were doing in there?" He then asked her in a hard tone. "Its not a place for a girl like you to be, you could have been killed in there" He then told her while he watched her.
 
"Explanations after we find somewhere to lie low," she told him, still running as fast as she could. After about half a mile from the throng of fighting Covenant and Flood, she dodged into an alley, she pulled out some lock picks to open a doorway. If what she called a 'sleeper' was in there, a Flood being she KNEW the military had yet to face, she didn't want to wake it up. Getting it picked before he could do anything, she peeked her head inside, obviously not worried about anything biting her head off or shooting it off. Seeing nothing there, she slowly slipped in, listening to every little sound that was in the kitchen of what she thought was one of the finer hotels. "C'mon. Flood an' Covies don't like searching on higher floors, we'd hear them downstairs anyways and be ready for when they come up," she said, leaving the kitchen, gun in hand, though she knew she only had a few bullets left. Seeing nothing in the dining room, she hurried to the stairs, hoping the 'Green Skull' would either a. Follow and not cause too much ruckus, or b. Leave and not cause too much ruckus. Once she got upstairs, she tried looking for an unlocked room, grateful that such a high flying establishment liked having cheaper though more 'antique' turnkey locks on their rooms. A few doors down, she smirked as she saw a door open, putting her ear to it first, not hearing anything on the other side. Not hearing anything, she slowly came into the room, looking about, she didn't see any sleepers. No, no children turned flood seemed to be in this hotel. Which she found odd. She sighed, no use worrying about it now. Not when she had her own wounds to lick. She looked back to see if the Spartan had followed her.
 
Hearing her words he then nodded. "Fine..." He mumbeled, before he then stopped the ghost and got off it, before he then followed right after her with his shotgun in his hands, and his spartan laser on his back. He then saw an SMG and a plasme rifle, and then put the shot gun downand picked up the SMG and plasma rifle. One was good to get the elites shiled down, while the other was good at killing floods. "Lead the way..." Was all he said while he followed right after her. There was something strange about this girl, he could feel it. "Cortana... The mariens are dead..." Was all he told her, before he then turned off the radio, and just wondered where the girl was leading him, and if he could trust her, he still didn't know about that, but he would probably find out soon, he was sure about that.
((Sorry its getting shorter and shoter, but i have a lot of things on my mind >.<))
 
((lol don't worry about it))

She looked back at him, "What were your questions again? Who am I and what I was doing here, right?" She walked to the windows, shutting the drapes slowly, trying not to draw attention to sudden movements. "My name's Reana... I've lived on this plannet for about two months before all this happened. I've managed to keep myself alive through all this," she told him, finishing with the curtains. She didn't want their movements in there as they rested drawing attention, which is why she pulled them. "Are you injured," she asked, looking at him.
 
He rolled his eyes as he heard her words. "Do i look injuried?" He then asked her while he watched her. Of course he was not injuried, his armor and shield had protected him, but of course it had gotten down a few times, but he hadn't been hurt while it was down. He put his SMG and plasma rifle down, before he then looked over at her. "Why was you there? Why were you in that crowded area with the covenant and flood? And how come you are not already dead? Most normal people would be dead by now, no one can surive that, unless you got an energy shield of course, but not even trained mariens could survive that, so why you? Why did you survive that? He asked her in a hard tone while he watched her. He then picked up the SMG again, he would be ready to fight her if he had to.
 
"You can put that down," she said, "I'm not really interested in killing you unless you're Flood." She looked at him bored, a bit like he was an idiot. "As for the rest of those questions, I don't have to explain myself to you," she said, giving him a hot glare before she started walking to the bathroom, she knew the SMG would hurt, but as far as she knew, unless he happened to blow off her head, she'd still be walking and talking. "I'm gunna try and clean up before these decide to fester and stay," she said, opening the bathroom door to see something she didn't want to see. A sleeper.

"Shit," she hissed, her hair practically standing on end. She tried to close the door, but apparently it was too late. One could hear an unearthly scream as small hands with inhuman strength clawed at the door. "SHOOT IT SHOOT IT SHOOT IT! I DO NOT WANT TO BE RIPPED TO RIBBONS AGAIN," she shouted, managing to close the door on little child fingers, one popping off as she dashed off to get her gun on her bed, only to have what appeared to be a little decaying boy burst through the bottom of the door and sink his teeth into her as of yet uninjured kidney - WHAT THE FUCK IS WITH THESE BASTARDS AND MY KIDNEYS TODAY??? - before she could even move two steps. "GOD DAMN IT! SHOOT, YOU SICK FUCK," she yelled at the chief as the kid didn't let go with it's teeth. Apparently, to her very slight relief, this one was a biter instead of a ripper and tearer.
 
Hearing her words he then rolled his eyes. "Well... Then maybe you want to explain why you are not already dead, like the rest of the marines back there?" He then asked her while he watched her. "They were trained marines, and you are just one little girl" He then told her, before he then heard her words, and rolled his eyes. "What ever..." Was the only thing he said, before he then heard the scream and looked up, seeing the small fingers at the door. He saw how she closed the door, and then how the flood attacked, seeing how the kid bit her kidney. He then heard what she screamed... Today? What was she talking about.

She didn't give him much time to think before she yelled at him again. He shot the flood that was biting her, before he then aimed his SMG at her head. "You got a lot to explain young lady, and you will tell me, or i will kill you" He then tóld her in a hard tone. "You decide..." He then told her, and then stepped a bit closer to her. He would kill her if he had to, and she probably knew that as well as he did.
 
She leveled her eyes at him, not happy about being pointed at in the head. "You want to know what I am? Fine. I am the only survivor of Paleus 23, the first plannet that the Flood attacked. I'm 24 years old, so stop it with the young lady crap, I'm not five," she told him, glaring. She wondered idly if he or anyone that could tell him had clearance to the information on Paleus. Seeing as what she knew about the Spartans from when they'd sent a few to Paleus 23 to try and stop the Flood, she wasn't sure if he or anyone would. She really didn't feel like explaining to him. Especially since if she did, he'd probably end up shooting her anyways.
 
"Paleus 23? Whats that?" He then asked her, while he looked into her eyes. "Tell me.... Why aren't you dead yet?" He then asked her. "Tell me... I want to know!" He then told her in a hard tone, before he then moved towards her, placing the SMG right on her forehead. "Tell me or i'll blast your head off" He then told her in a hard tone, he hated waiting, and she probably knew that. He had heard about the spartans before him... But they had never returned, he had just heard that they had been send away to save somebody, but he didn't know who, only a few people knew that.
 
"It's the first planet that was attacked by the Flood when it was set free," she growled at him, "And I'm not dead yet because for some reason, instead of turning me into a member of the grossest things to ever be, my body fucking changed what infected me. I'm afraid I'm not a fucking PHD so I can't tell you all the damned details so get that fucking gun out of my face. I'd like to get these damned wounds taken care of before they fester." She glared daggers at him, not pleased that he was so persistent in his want to know about what she was. Hell, even she didn't completely know, and for how much she remembered being poked and prodded for a month before she managed to get away, apparently the military doctors didn't know either.
 
He slowly moved his gun away. "I suggest that you start being nice to me insteadt... I can kill you whenever i want to, so if you want to stay alive, i suggest that you start giving me some respect..." He then told her while he watched her. "Got it?" He then asked her.He really didn't like it when people did not respect him. "Oh well... Lets get the hell out of here.... I'll make sure that a pelican will come here and pick us up..." He then told her, before he then walked over to the window. He didn't feel like telling her his name, since she probably already knew it, and if she didn't, but she still wanted to know, then she could just ask him. He let out a soft sigh, and then put the SMG down beside of the plasma rifle. If she decided to attack him, then he would still have his spartan laser that could blow off her head.
 
"Great to know that someone who's sworn to protect humanity is willing to kill a civilian for no reason," she said wryly, standing up. She went into the bathroom then, sidestepping the child and undressed, leaving the door open. She didn't want to be trapped in the bathroom if something happened. Using turning on the shower, and wishing there was a shower curtain, she stepped under it, allready, her minor wounds were healing, all scratches and bruises gone. All of the rest seemingly greatly reduced, and leaving no scars. She hissed placing her hands on the wall to stabilize herself as the water washed out the wounds on her back. One on her left kidney that looked like someone tried to gut her and failed, as well as one on her shoulder. Those, she decided, stung the worst. The bite from the sleeper didn't hurt nearly as much. Looking over at the kid as she bathed, she wondered why they always still looked human... Yeah, they looked dead, somewhat decayed. But still... She pursed her lips before sighing, smirking at the find of shampoo and conditioner bottles - courtesy of the hotel. Picking up the little small hand held things, she did her hair quickly, using some of the soapy shampoo to wash her body as well. How long had it been since she'd been clean? She honestly didn't know. Finishing up, and still dripping wet, she stepped out and over the kid. Her clothes were more or less trashed, so she took an educated guess that there's be luggage somewhere in the room. Stepping out of the bathroom, she looked through the closet, smirking as she saw some clothes bags. There were three sets, a kids, a man's and a woman's clothes. The woman's black jeans fit her well enough, but the tops being too small, she pulled out a few of the man's shirts, picking out a light blue business shirt and putting it on. A little baggy, but a few knots in the cloth took care of that as she went and got some combat boots she'd found - most likely having belonged to a soldier that went undead. Looking through the rest of the stuff, she picked out a few things to help her fix her tangled hair, and she could have died happy seeing that there was some deodorant. She went back into the bathroom getting the tangles out of her hair and putting it all back in a low pony tail. "We'll be better off Flood wise if we are picked up on a rooftop. However, Covies'll still be more than able to hit us with their weapons," she told him stepping out.
 
He rolled her eyes as he heard her words, before he then picked up his SMG, and then loaded it, before he then looked back at her. "Ready for the pelican to come and pick us up?" He then asked her, before he threw the plasma rifle over to her. "You take the covenants, i take the flood" He then told her, before he then turned on the radio again. "Cortana.... Get us out of here... Get a pelican up on the roof top of the hotel so we can get away from here... There is a bit too many flood here" He then told her, before he then walked over to the window. "And i would be happy if you could make then harry a bit, becuase this place is crawling with covenants and floods" He then told her, before he then looked back at Reana. "Okay... Ready to go?" He then asked her while he watched her.
 
"Eh, how about we reverse that? Floods can hurt you, they can't hurt me, well, not permanently anyways" she told him, catching the rifle. She checked the riffle, looking it over as she figured it out in her head. She'd never fired a covenant weapon before, but looking at it she figured it out well enough. She wondered idly if he'd given her the 'girl gun', and looking at him, she bet he did. It was then she realized how TALL he was. What was he, grown on a farm? Honestly she didn't know. The only reason she knew he was a Spartan was because several had been sent to the planet she was born and raised to fight the flood. She'd been nearby and heard them called that word. Spartan. All she knew about them was that they were tough to kill and even tougher to doge. Possibly even more so than when they were infected. Shit, she was NOT dealing with another infected Spartan if it was the last thing she did.
 
"If you want the floods, then i suggest that you give me the plasma rifle, since the plasma is effective against the covenant, and not against the flood." He then told her, before he then threw the SMG over to her. He still had his spartan laser, eventhough it didn't have much amunation left, he would have to find another one soon. "Gvve me the plasma rifle and lets go" He then told her while he watched her. He walked over to the door, and then listened, he couldn't hear anything outside, but you never knew, they had to be very careful. "The pelican will be here in 5 minutes... We should hurry" He then told her. He really hoped that they wouldn't run into any trouble while they were running to teh roof, since they only had 5 min to get there.
((Sorry its short, but i have classes now >.<))
 
She more or less flipped the plasma rifle out of her hand at him before moving. Idly as they went into the hallway of the abandoned building, she wondered why they couldn't coordinate their movements with the pelican, but then remembered: Covies waiting to kill them. His footsteps sounded like jack hammers in her ears, and looking at him in his suit of armor, she figured it wouldn't do any good to tell him to step lighter. She kept her gun pointed down, more worried about the world around her than what was in her sight. "I don't think we should be finding any trouble, except maybe a few Sleepers here. Though... If you hear a woman crying, do us both a favor and don't talk, and shut off those little flashlight things on your helmet. Let me look into it first. If you see me running instead of helping, run like hell and don't stop." She did NOT feel like being eaten to death again, especially since Cryers (Her ever original names always amused her), had long attention spans and were fast and mean as hell. Sleeper attacked you, they'd get bored after you were dead and only eat on you for a moment after wards. She'd seen people with their guts eaten out after an encounter with a Cryer, and was fairly sure she'd been eaten out by one as well - how else was she to explain the scar that went around her belly and side. A thin line surrounding beautiful new skin that was only a shade pinker. Not to mention she'd been 'dead' for a week after the attack. There weren't many that were affected differently from the flood, she'd noticed, but something always seemed the same among the few different classes. Cryers seemed to have been pregnant women, their bellies usually somewhat rounded out, she bet their mental state and horomones probably kept them human after they were infected that once they finally turned, they couldn't stop crying. Sleepers, she could only assume that they were perhaps the small children that were still in their beds or taking a nap when they were infected, as they seemed to go right back to sleep after whatever disturbed them was dead. She didn't know why they didn't fully turn into flood, she only had theories.
 
He grabbed the plasma gun, before he then followed her, then turned on the flashlights on his helmet, he then heard her words and rolled his eyes. "Whatever..." He then told her, before he then started looking around. "We are on the 3rd floor now, and the roof is over the 5th floor... We should hurry" He then told her while he watched her. "Maybe we'll have to wait 2 minutes on the roof top, hopefully you won't mind that" He then told her, before he then stopped for a moment, it felt as if something was watching them, but he couldn't see anything. He then turned around, there was something behind him, the flashlights revealed it, the camuflaged elite. He took his aim, at its head, and then started shooting, watching how its shield quickly went down, and how its camuflage wore off. Soon after it was laying dead in front of him, he turned around, and then looked at her. "We should start running, we never know how many of the flood that heard us" He then told her, before he then started running up the stairs to the 4th floor.
 
"Two whole minutes as a sitting duck, oh, I'd LOVE that," she said with a bit of sarcasm. She looked at him, his head turning about, "Hey, what is-" She sighed as he started shooting. "It..." She looked and saw the dead elite. "Don't you know it only takes one bullet, green skull," she asked, not liking how much noise was just made. That would have woken up anything on the floor below and above them. "Shit, come on," she said, running besides him, keeping up with his impressive speed well. She looked longingly at the elevator, but knew it was no use. For some reason in these situations, they shut off power, but not water. She pushed the stair door open, going inside her ears picked up the last thing she wanted to hear: A woman crying. The worst part being that she didn't know if that woman was a Cryer or an actual woman needing help... "Shit..." She cursed softly. Neither of them even knew where she was. "Green skull, do you have infrared on that thing? Give the stairs a sweep, if it doesn't pick up on anything alive, then let's go," she said as she baracaded the door with the ax and fire extinguisher by it.
 
He just rolled his eyes as he heard her words. "The two of us are the only ones with a heat signature in here.... Anything else in here is dead" He then told her. "Lets just continue... Okay?" He then asked her while he watched her. He then looked back. "Incoming" He then told her while he watched her. "We'll take care of them when we get up at the roof" He then told her. It was more important for them to get up at the roof, so the pelican wouldn't have to wait for them. He wasn't exactly sure if it was floods, or covenants, but he really didn't care, as long as they got up at the roof before the pelican arrived, so it wouldn't get taken over by covenants or floods. He looked up at her "Maybe you should run behind me, in case of floods, okay?" He then asked her while he watched her.
 
She nodded, if it was a Cryer, she most definitely didn't want to bother it. She couldn't help but bark a laugh at his last words, "Sure thing," she told him beginning to run behind him. Only a little sad that his rear was covered by armor. "What's the ETA on that Pelican," she called out to him as they ran up, her ears being flooded with the sounds of what was behind them. It sounded like covenant, the footfalls to heavy for flood. But the unhurried nature... Lord, she hoped to high hell that the hunter she'd seen before wasn't after them.
 
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