Thread: We're Going Home(Retsu & winterscreed)

It wasn't supposed to happen like this. A simple Search and Destroy gone very wrong which resulted in four dead Marines and two MIA Spartans. Intel even said that they covies would be small in numbers, but how wrong it was. Two Spartans accompanied by four Marines were flown via Pelicans a couple clicks away from the target. These two Spartans knew each other quite well as they had served together plenty of times and it was shown that they much rather preferred to work as a group. They both did well in solo OPs, but the records clearly showed that their combat skills skyrocketed when together. Lieutenants Cyrus, codename Tear, and Carmella, codename Tink, were sent on this mission mostly as support. The Marines were more suited to destroy the target, but that didn't mean they were of lower rank and out of command. Quite the opposite, they were the commanding officers on this mission, and kept everything going smoothly until that damned ambush. As they began approaching the target, Cyrus' radar began picking up some bogies, but it wasn't just a couple like they had been facing before. It immediately filled up with hundreds of dots and he wasn't the only one who noticed it as Carmella said the same thing. Suddenly, one of the Marines let out a scream of pain and everyone turned to see a plasma sword piercing through him Shit. was the word on everyone's mind as they began opening fire. The elite that killed a Marine was quickly dispatched, but that seemed to be the signal for everyone else. They were attacked by a whole platoon of covenant which managed to push their back. It was a brutal and the two spartans knew that they were going to have to pull back. Cyrus had one of the Marines radio for emergency evac and it was a miracle that he could do it before having his head blown by a sniper. The remaining two Marines and Spartans fought back as hard as they could and retreated when possible. Soon enough though, both Marines were dead and evac wasn't even close. Cyrus and Carmella fought as bravely as they could, but were quickly overwhelmed and captured. Both fought their captors and tried to break free until knocked out and forcibly brought along. Cyrus' final thought was that he felt lucky there wasn't an AI in his head, or the entire UNSC would be in grave danger. When he woke up, he found himself plasma chained in front of an audience and Carmella was chained right next to him. They both knew there was no escape from their bonds, so they both just accepted their fates and waited. He counted his lucky stars that they both had to be subjected to torture resistance training as not only were they stripped of their armor, but the elites and brutes took great pleasure in putting them through Hell by torture. They tried getting information out of the two, but they only gave up the big four Name, Cyrus Jenn, rank, lieutenant, serial number, 434952, date of birth, July 15th 2530, this obviously annoyed their captors and soon they just gave up and threw them into their cells. Cyrus would be lying if he said that his body wasn't in pain, and as he woke up again for the second time. His body only hurt worse as he found himself in a cell. It wasn't very roomy and clearly his was already occupied at one point because there was some blood in the corner Yeesh, would of taken some dumpy motel over this shit any day. Bet they probably would make better food than anything these covies got, he looked out from the bars and couldn't see anyone else at first. He did have a headache, but that was the least of his concerns Damn, looks like they separated us, but I do have to applaud them for that. It'd be a dumb move otherwise, he sighed and just rested up against the bars Never thought this would be my end though. I always thought I would go down in a blaze of glory taking a whole bunch of those alien bastards with me, he chuckled Maybe I could even be spewing some cool one liners as I do it, talking to himself like this was keeping his spirits up for the time being, but he did wonder how far it would go Instead, I'm going to die in a fucking cell. These bastards really know how to crush a man's dreams.