Without hesitating Pax opened up with his plasma rifle on the green armored human, but to his astonishment the blue bolts were absorbed into a gold shield that sprang up around the man. Unfortunately for Pax he didn't have time to marvel at this, for a wad of shotgun buckshot slammed into his midriff.
"Uff!" Pax gasped and fell to his knees with his hands clutching his stomach in gut wrenching agony. Blue blood gushed out from in-between his fingers and spilled messily onto the ground.
"Can you stand?" the human warrior surprisingly spoke the gruff question. Pax glanced up at the human to see him offering his hand in assistance.
"Why do you want to know?" Pax answered.
"I saw you, you did not fight with the rest of your kin, and you have the black mark of the renegade imprinted on your armor."
Pax looked down on his armor to see a black shield branded on it, that was the mark of a coward. Pax looked back the warrior and thought about his offer for a moment, he had already broken a few covenant laws and was sentence to death, one more wrong would not hurt.
"I accept your proposition, I'm Pax Umlees."
" John 117, Spartan." John added of handedly," Sorry about the wound, it can be patched easily enough thou, there's a med kit back the way I came."
Two flood combat elite forms circled around mindlessly at the end of a hallway on the truth and reconciliation. Without warning a brown blinking ball landed in between them both with a soft clinking sound. The two flood looked at their end for a moment before the grenade went off in a fiery explosion.
"That's two for me." The Master Chief exclaimed in a superior tone to Pax.
"Your keeping count?"
"Of course!"
"Then duck human."
John dropped to one knee as plasma rounds whizzed over his to scorch a flood human infection form.
"Thanks." John mumbled as he looked at the body behind him.
"The kill count is now one-two, your lead human."
With that Pax turned around and continued down the hallway.
"Damn Covie." John muttered as he followed Pax.
Seeing Pax stop, pause, and then run backwards as soon as he peeked round the corner John sprinted forward.
"What did you see?" Those were the first words out of John's mouth when he got near to the blue warrior.
" My kin." Pax replied.
" Did they see you?"
Pax shook his head back and forth. Knowing that the element of surprise was still on his side John stealthily moved towards the corner. Peaking his head round the corner he saw that he was on the third floor of a docking bay. About five spec ops elites and ten black grunts were patrolling the area. Beneath John's helmet a smile stained his lips. Leveling his shotgun in one hand and a plasma grenade in the other the Master Chief burst into action.
Seeing the human burst into action Pax charged right behind him. The human chucked the grenade onto the head of the nearest grunt. With a shriek the grunt turned and ran, strait for his comrades. Three elites went down with four grunts with screams of pain. Not missing a beat Spartan continued running bringing down one, two, three grunts in a row. Stepping into the docking bay Pax witnessed the human fire a shell into another black Elite and the hardly pausing feed him the butt of his shotgun. The remaining three grunts began to run off in a frantic race for life, with the specter of death behind them. Noticing something stir near him Pax saw the last spec ops elite stand up. The black warrior's eyes looked at Pax's leveled gun, then at the damming mark on Pax's armor. Pax (still not firing a shot) watched his brother in arms stand up. With a roar the now up right black warrior ignited his plasma sword and charged Pax. Taken by surprise Pax crutched low and tackled the elite warrior. With a grunt the two elites fell to the floor in a wrestling watch over the plasma sword. Grabbing his enemy's wrist Pax tried to force the blade down to the spec ops neck. As the blade neared the black elites neck Pax's enemy gave up. The plasma weapon severed a clean hole in the spec op's neck. "May…" The dieing elite crocked, "the gods…take you trai…ter." The black warrior toke one last breath, then died. Pax crawled away from the body in horror, tears once more poured down his face.
Walking back from grunt hunting John spied Pax staring calm faced at the body of an elite. Fearing he might be hurt the Master Chief ran over to Pax.
"You all right?" He cried to the elite.
" I killed him, one of my own kind."
"So…"
Pax leapt up and turned to the John.
" We Covenant do not fight and kill each other like you humans do! We live in peace with each other!"
John looked at Pax and then pointed at the body of the dead elite, "It was your life or his Pax. Do you think he would have had any second thoughts about killing you?"
When Pax didn't answer immediately John answered his own question
"Hell no! That ugly bastard would have cut you in two with out a second though. All the people I killed would have jumped at the chance to kill me! Now get yourself together, our rides here." Two banshees flew into the docking bay and landed.
"Ride?" Pax asked.
"Just follow me." John replied.
Leaping off the edge of the platform John landed next in a banshee and flew out of the bay with gunfire riding his tail.
Not hesitating Pax leapt down into the other banshee and flew away right behind his human comrade.
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