Halo: Escape the Mothership
The bullet went left, and you were able to shoot the Elite dead. You walk out of the room, and see a grunt on guard duty. You shoot the grunt once and it dies. You walk into the next room and see six Elites in a meeting.
Elite 1: You see, the Spartan was here, the not there.
Elite 2: What does it matter where the Spartan was? He was trying blow us up, that's the important part.
Elite 3: I have to agree.
Elite 4: Maybe, but I think actually it does matter where he was. He was near the power generator, which would knock out power and blow us up in a bigger explosion. So Nietsu was right.
Elite 5: I see...
Elite 6: I don't understand. Wouldn't he blow us up either way?
Elite 2: Exactly what I said!
Elite 3 Not exactly...
Elite 2: Does it matter?!
Elite 3: Yes, it does.
Elite 2: No, it DOESN'T!
*Elite 2 punches Elite 3, and Elite 3 counters with a low jab.*
Elite 4: Break it up, you two!
Elite 3: Quazza started it! He's the one who punched me!
Elite 4: Stop acting like a little kid.
Elite 2: Oh, so Jebdar, you're gonna call me a little kid too?
Elite 4: Indeed I am, little kid.
*Elite 4 laughs and leaves the room.*
You walk out into the room casually.
Elite 5: It's that Spartan!
Elite 6: Prepare for a promotion, friends!
Elite 3: Indeed.
The Elites charge at you, and Elite 1 leaves the room. You easily take them down by shoving one into the other. You walk out of the room, into the room where sixty-three Elites were eating lunch. And, I guess you could say that, two hunter were stuffing their faces with food. They all stare at you, and you slowly step back, then you...
Elite 1: You see, the Spartan was here, the not there.
Elite 2: What does it matter where the Spartan was? He was trying blow us up, that's the important part.
Elite 3: I have to agree.
Elite 4: Maybe, but I think actually it does matter where he was. He was near the power generator, which would knock out power and blow us up in a bigger explosion. So Nietsu was right.
Elite 5: I see...
Elite 6: I don't understand. Wouldn't he blow us up either way?
Elite 2: Exactly what I said!
Elite 3 Not exactly...
Elite 2: Does it matter?!
Elite 3: Yes, it does.
Elite 2: No, it DOESN'T!
*Elite 2 punches Elite 3, and Elite 3 counters with a low jab.*
Elite 4: Break it up, you two!
Elite 3: Quazza started it! He's the one who punched me!
Elite 4: Stop acting like a little kid.
Elite 2: Oh, so Jebdar, you're gonna call me a little kid too?
Elite 4: Indeed I am, little kid.
*Elite 4 laughs and leaves the room.*
You walk out into the room casually.
Elite 5: It's that Spartan!
Elite 6: Prepare for a promotion, friends!
Elite 3: Indeed.
The Elites charge at you, and Elite 1 leaves the room. You easily take them down by shoving one into the other. You walk out of the room, into the room where sixty-three Elites were eating lunch. And, I guess you could say that, two hunter were stuffing their faces with food. They all stare at you, and you slowly step back, then you...