The Sartans by James and Kevin
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The Spartans Captured Ch2
Date: 24 March 2008, 9:04 pm
The Spartans Captured
By James and Kevin
Chapter 2
"Hello...hello!?" yelled Frank. He was tied up with a glowing rope. He could not move at all. Then out of the shadows, an elite appeared. It steped forward with what lookede to be a human-made tazer. The elite held it up to Frank\'s neck, and he was knocked out.
When Frank awoke, he was sitting in a chair at a table. The table was long and made of a cold silver. Frank lifted his head and saw the elite at the other end. Frank asked, "Were am i but the alien just sat there.
Frank started to look for some indication as to where he was, but only found white walls. The elite finally spoke. "What is your name human?" "Why should i tell you?" Frank asked as if the elite was stupid. Just then, another elite walked in with something in it\'s hand.
Back at Zanzibar, the spartans were dreary from battle and went to sleep. They slept soundly and peacefuly, unaware that Frank was in deep troble. In her room, Susan was thinking something was wrong. James, Carlos, and Frank always said goodnight to her, for they all liked her, although she was in love with James.
Carlos and James had came by already, but not Frank. She came to the conclusion that he must be too tired from battle and went to sleep. Kevin was in his room thinking about his wife, Andrea. They had been married just shy of a year before the war had started.
Kevin rarely got to see Andrea for she worked back at the UNSC HQ. Kevin decided to call his wife. The phone rang twice, then she picked up.
"Hello?"
"Hey."
"Kevin?, is that you?"
"Yep, How\'ve you been?"
"Good, why are you calling so late?, is something wrong?"
"No, just cheking in."
"Oh, so when do you have leave next?"
"In about two months."
"OK, Well i better get going, the sergeant is coming."
"If he bothers you, I AM a captin."
She giggled and hung up. There was a noise outside and Kevin quickly aimed his shot gun at the doorway. It was James.
"You don\'t want to kill me."
"Why not?"
"Cause if you did, you would have to find some one else to find your butt." Kevin sighed and lowered his weapon.
"What are you doing?" asked James.
"I was calling my wife."
"It must be hard not seeing her for months at a time."
"Yeah..., at least you have Susan."
"Don\'t you mean my soon to be wife?" James corrected Kevin.
"Your asking her?"
"yep."
"Well good luck." Kevin said, and James left the room. He turned off the light and fell asleep.
The next day the spartans awoke and went to their post; Kevin at the entrance, Carlos on the tower, James in the windmill, and Susan on the catwalk. from here she noticed that Frank was not patrooling the beach. When Kevin heard of this he went to Franks room, only to find he was gone. He tried to radio him, but got nothing but static.
Kevin ran outside and started looking amoung the bodies. Susan, seeing this, asked; "Wheres Frank?" Kevin just kept looking. "Where is he Kevin?" Kevin looked up, "I...I don,t know..." They could not find Franks body anywhere.
"Wait!" James yelleed. Everyone looked up at him."Can\'t we just look over the security footage?" The spartans ran inside, put in the security tape and fast forward too the point where Frank got to cover. "Look at that coward alien sneek up behind frank like that."
They Saw how Frank was fixing his gun when an elite came from behind and knocked him out. The elite then put Frank in a banshee and fly away. "We have to get him back." Susan said. "We will." James assured her.
The spartans went their seprate ways; Kevin too the hangar to ready a pair of warthogs and James went and got Some anti-armor weapons. Carlos feched some Spec-Ops weapons and susan got their regular gear, along with some grenades.
Kevin explained that they would go to all of the Covenant bases and take them over, in order to find Frank. They loaded all of the extra gear and ammo in the \'hog that was to be driven by James. Everyone else got into the the one that was to be driven by Kevin.
They were all mad that the enemy dare take Frank. They were glad to be killing them. The spartans rode off to their first destination.
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