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Chapter 6: 343 Guilty Spark

In a dark, mucky swamp poured by pellets of water, Grunts and Jackals were retreating away somewhere. A winging P.E.L.I.C.A.N. flew over the marsh region. “Team Sector V,” Numbuh 91 said, “We last contacted Numbuh 274 around this zone. Good luck finding him.”

“Thanks, Numbuh 91.” Numbuh 65 replied

He and the rest of the team jumped out, and investigated the area. They took out enemy agents as they searched. Then, they found a facility. The bunch rushed inside.

Numbuh 65 found an elevator, and activated it. The group descended to the bottom floor. They walked through rooms, and triggered bridges. When they crossed one room, they found a K.N.D. Marine screaming in pain and his pistol is pointing at them!

The K.N.D. team ran away. They went to a hallway intersection. Numbuh 65 moved close to the door on the right. He found a lock. Just then, the band heard a noise. Nobody was there. Numbuh 65 pressed some keys. The door opened, and the K.N.D. were surprised and scared. A body fell into Numbuh 65’s arms. He checked who it is and gasped in utter horror. “Numbuh 52!” he cried

“Check her pulse!” he called back to his squad, and he crept inside for clues. “Her pulse is normal.” Numbuh 2 said, “But, barely!” Then, the rest of the team followed Numbuh 65. He found a helmet. It had wings of an angel and a unicorn. Attached to it at the top is a silver halo. He looked inside, and found a disc. “Guys! I found something!” he cried, “Place your helmets on! We’re gonna look at this!”

Everyone put on his or her helmets. They put on his or her video vision. Numbuh 2 asked, “Are you sure that this footage may help us find out what happened to Numbuh 52, Commander?”

“Yes, Numbuh 2.” Numbuh 65 answered, “We’ll have to find some answers.”

Several words appeared on screen.

START MPEG-4 RECORD VIEW (5:32:06)

Then…

Numbuh 52 (Martins, Tessa)

Then…

PLAY

The young female operative was on a P.E.L.I.C.A.N. An operative named Numbuh 83 said, “Why should we check out the facility here?”

“This is your life that you’re saving here, soldier!” Numbuh 138 replied, “We’re looking for something important here!”

“I’m worried about this, Sarge.” Another Marine named Numbuh 131 said,

“You’re always worried about something, 131!” Numbuh 138 said back

“OK!” a pilot said, “We have landed!”

“All right!” Numbuh 138 said, “Let’s move!”

“That’s boring!” Numbuh 4 cried, “Find some exciting stuff in this cruddy video recording!”

“OK! OK!” Numbuh 65 said as he fast-forwarded “Calm down!”

Then, the video played. The team sees a facility they are just in. Numbuh 138 ordered his squadron to move in. Numbuh 65 fast-forwarded. “That’s the building we are in right now!” Numbuh 5 said

“Correct, Numbuh 5!” Numbuh 65 said, “Let’s see more!”

The video played again. Now, the K.N.D. 52 team looked at something weird. “Wow.” Numbuh 83 exclaimed, “What happened to him?”

A Covenant Elite had its stomach torn open. A girl operative walked in. “What are you boys doing?!” she asked

“We found something strange, Numbuh 86.” Numbuh 52 answered

“Bad-ass Elite.” Numbuh 138 elaborated, “All K.I.A.”

“Is he your girlfriend?” Numbuh 86 taunted

“No, we just met.” Numbuh 83 said

As Numbuh 65 fast-forwarded, Numbuh 3 cried, “I’m scared!”

“I am too.” Numbuh 65 said, “But we need to be careful here.”

The video played again. Numbuh 83 placed a lock on the door. “You might want to open that.” Numbuh 86 said,

“But…” Numbuh 83 started

“Just do it!” Numbuh 86 screamed

Numbuh 83 said, “Yes, ma’am.” He pressed some keys, and the door opened. The operatives moved in.

Just then, they heard yelling. “Something’s wrong! These creatures are… They aren’t Covenant, but they are… AAAH! NOOO!!!”

“Corporal? Are you there? Over!” Numbuh 138 cried, and then said, “Numbuh 131, get your ass back up to Second Squad's position and find out what the hell is going on!”

“But…” Numbuh 131 started

“I don’t want your lip!” Numbuh 138 yelled, “I gave you an order!”

Then, there was a noise. “I got a bad feeling about this.” Numbuh 52 said

A door exploded. Little squids quickly moved right to the team. Everyone fired, but they missed. The squids hooked on everyone they saw. “Numbuh 52,” Numbuh 138 cried, “Fire your weapon Goddamn it!”

“I can’t!” Numbuh 52 cried, “I’m scared!”

A squid hit her, and the screen blacked out. Words appeared.

MPEG-4 UNEXPECTED HALT X (UNIC/KIA/?)

Then…

END MPEG-4 RECORD VIEW (6:08:35)

Everyone took off his or her helmet. “So, she is like this then?” Numbuh 1 asked

“Yes.” Numbuh 65 answered, “I’m afraid she is.”

Just then, Numbuh 52 began to moan like she is doing it. Old crippling skin began to expose through her body. Numbuh 65 rushed to her, and began to pray. “Please let this course heal this young woman.” He thought

He kissed her in the lips. The infection quickly passed away like the sun evaporating water. She began to awaken. “Wh… Wh… Where am I? Why am I still here?”

Then, she looked at her hero. “Numbuh 65?!”

“Hello, Numbuh 52.” He said, “It’s been a while since the battle of Reach.”

“Well, I’m glad I met you there.” Numbuh 65 said as she got up. “I also want to thank you for saving me. This disease could’ve killed me. Here’s something for your thanks.”

The twosome looked at each other, leaned close then… “Hey!” Numbuh 4 interrupted, “Who are you flirting with?!”

Numbuh 65 grew embarrassed and chuckled nervously. “Guys, this is Numbuh 52.”

The team got a good glimpse of the second Canadian operative. She had a grassy shirt with pants that reach up to her forelegs. She also has running shoes. She also has beautiful bosoms of an angel, and thighs of a hearty chicken.

“She was one of the defending operatives from the battle of Reach.” Numbuh 65 said, “Despite the fact we were born in different places, we reside in the same country: Canada.”

“By the way,” Numbuh 52 said to him, “What’s your name?”

“Luis Gonzalez.” Numbuh 65 revealed

“Tessa Martins.” Numbuh 52 told hers, “But you already knew that.”

Numbuh 65 shook his head. “My Lord,” he said, “You ARE more beautiful than I predicted.”

“Thanks, Numbuh 65.” Numbuh 52 replied, “You’re even MORE handsome than I thought.”

“Thanks, Numbuh 52.” He complimented, “I guess we were born and made for each other.”

They got closer to each other, and closely connected the lips until… they all heard a sound. Numbuh 65 began to inhale the serious unpleasant smell. “What’s wrong, Numbuh 65?” Numbuh 52 asked

“I smell something.” He answered, “It’s not Covenant, but I’m sure as hell it’s more dangerous.”

A door exploded. A great collection of squids sped to the group like cheetahs. Numbuh 3 screamed like a girl that she is. Numbuh 52 screamed and cried vehemently, “Help me, Numbuh 65! Don’t let them get me again!”

“Numbuh 2! Numbuh 4! Aid me to shoot down those freaks!” Numbuh 65 yelled, “The rest of you, get Numbuh 52 to safety!”

“Yeah! All right!” Numbuhs 2 & 4 cheered. Numbuh 65 used his pistol. Numbuh 4 fired his Assault Rifle. Numbuh 2 tossed fragmentation grenades. The squids popped dead with each connecting link like firecrackers.

More flaps detonated. The little squids tried to get close to the threesome, but they wouldn’t let up.

Another wave of squids appeared through another door. The three boys quickly reloaded their weapons. They fired all their arsenal of arms, but they missed a squid. The lone squid jumped on Numbuh 65, but it didn’t hook on him. It burst into pieces! He looked at his shield watch. It took little damage. Numbuh 65 had an idea.

Numbuh 52 ran over to her hero. “Thank you, Numbuh 65.” She said,

“For what?” Numbuh 65 asked

“You saved my life from those horrid creatures. I thought I would die, or become one of them.” She said

“Oh.” Numbuh 65 said, “You’re welcome. Here.” He gave her a stylish golden shield bracelet. “This thing can protect you from those damned organisms.”

“Thank you, Numbuh 65.” Numbuh 52 said to him

Then, the entire team heard a clatter. “Let’s get out of here!” Numbuh 65 yelled, and all operatives ran out the door.

Then, they all screamed when they saw an infected Covenant Elite. Its head was shaped like a potato. It had deadly tentacles on its left arm. Its mouth is reversed, and placed on the back. The team shot it down, in single or several shots. The team went through all tunnels, passageways and bridges. Then, they came to an elevator. Numbuh 2 activated a switch. The elevator came down, but not the way it was supposed to be. It dropped like a ball thrown from a 500-metre building, and it never came up. It was destroyed. “OK, that didn’t go well.” Numbuh 65 said, “Let’s find another way out!”

The entire team sped through the facility looking for another exit. When they reached a room, they shrieked in fear. The squad saw a corrupted Kid Next Door. He was walking with a limp. He had his head tilted to the side. He also has the same lethal thrashing members.

He tried to kill them with a deadly weapon, but Numbuh 65 shot him with his pistol. He traded it for that projectile the stained Marine was holding. It was the M90 S.C.A.M.P.P. Shotgun. The team climbed to a door above. Soon, they came to another elevator. This time, after Numbuh 3 activated it, the elevator came down like it should. Everyone boarded, and rose to the top floor. They rushed outside.

“This is Numbuh 91.” She radioed, “I lost your signals when you were all in that facility. There’s a tower not far from where you are. Go over there so I can pick you all up.”

Numbuh 65 led the team to that tower. Unfortunately, the contaminated breed chased them down. Numbuhs 2, 3, 4 & 5 stood back to shoot them out.

Then, the fouled caste surrounded Numbuhs 65, 52 and 1. Just then, a red beam shot the mucky beings. It came from a robot. Several robots appeared, and helped cleared way for the threesome.

Once the trio reached the tower, an object appeared under the sun’s light. It was a black box with azure luminous rays. “I am the Monitor of the installation 04.” It started, “I’m 343 Guilty Spark. Someone released the Flood. My function is to keep it from spreading. I will need your assistance. Come with me.” The four beings disappeared as quick as lightning.

“Numbuh 65!” Numbuh 2 cried

“Numbuh 52!” Numbuh 3 cried

“Numbuh 1!” Numbuh 5 cried

“Darn it!” Numbuh 4 cried, “We missed them!”

“Numbuh 5 to Numbuh 91,” she said, “Numbuhs 65, 52 and 1 ran off to some unknown location. The four of us are ready for pick-up.”

“I copy, Numbuh 5.” Numbuh 91 replied, “I’m on my way.”