Halo: End End Game

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*Disclaimer* Bla Bla bla i dont own halo or any of the characters Bungi dose and Microsoft owns them so....er I dont own any Chacters and such...... So get that cheese away from me!

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*Sleep Is For Wussies*

John Saw huge streaks of fire racing towards a familiar Planet its atmosphere turning black as the planet begins to glow a fiery shade of orange.

Then came a scream from a familiar voice. He recognized the voice, but didn't have any clues of who its belonged to, Then came another scream and another, and another, and another. Each hurting John somehow. "Stop! Stop! Stop!" He screamed at the voices. John suddenly recognized the last scream it was Kelly's. Then it all the screams hit him. Sam,Kelly,Linda. All dead, dead becouse of me! Why?! I could have saved them I could have saved them! He told himself. A Covenant Carrier apeared over the planet. Launching plasma torpedos towards John.

He woke up screaming.

"Chief? Cheif? are you O.K.?" The familiar voice of Cortona comforted him. Here familer blue form apeared over the AI pedestall of the dropship. Reassuring him that every thing was O.K.. But every thing wasn't O.K.. They escaped Halo on a dropship with no slip stream capabilities they had enough fuel to go around the planet a few times but that was about it. Unless someone picked up there distress call, they were dead in space.

"Yea, Yea Cartana, I am fine. Has anyone answered are distress call?" John asked rubbing sleep from his eyes. It had been the first time he had been able to get a good sleep since going though slipstream on the Pillar of Autumn. Minus a ten minute cat nap when ever he got the chance.

"How long was I asleep?" He asked Cortona Standing and stretching.

"39 hours 53 minutes and 9 seconds."

"39 hours and 53 minutes!" He practically yelled.

"And 9 seconds" Cortona smiled

"Why did you let me sleep so long . There are things that need to be done you know." He told her.

"Like what? This thing doesn't have access to unsc data basses. I have been going mad in here" She grabbed the sides of here head and screamed," The only thing I have been able to do is run fuel checks, and count the stars. Theirs 4,721 of them you know. That and you needed it" She joked.

John sat back down."Any Conveant survivors or rescue craft?"

"Well now that you mention it.....I picked up a Cruiser Silhouette with a Frigate or two escort exiting slipstream on the far side of the planet. Probably searching for survivors. I don't think they will notice us....take that back chief picking them up moving this way."

He loaded his rifle instinctively.

"What do you think your doing?" Cortona barked.

"I'v got a plan." He smiled putting his helmet on.

[thomas]

good story. don't let sarge die of the side of  the scorpian ok. ;D