Welcome to Gaia! ::

"Heck yeah, and I even had the time to leave a surprize..." she said.

"We run and see if this place is hiding, or holding, something. We're going to have to split up. we usually dont, but this place is too big not to. Only radio in if you need to and I'll be on my way. If you come up empty, keep them off until I tell you to. You guys been through training, you know what to do. Spartans, move!" Spark looked over at Damion and grabbed his arm before he moved. "I think you should come with me. You're not really even supposed to be here. But first hand battle expireance isn't that bad either." She looked at him. "Keyes would kill me if I let something happen to you. So keep your helmet on." She commented as a joke.

Spark ran down a corridor and put her back against the wall as she came to a four-way intersection. She held her hand out the keep Damion from going to far out into the halls and then looked around. her sencers read nothing and she didn't see anybody. "Let's go." She whispered. With the COMs being shut down, the silence troubled her. If she can't here anybody doing anything, she doesn't know if someone's trying to recon. And if they were, the only thing she can hope for is lightning-fast reflexes and a fast finger.

Flint jogged down the hallway, rifle at her side. She skid around a corner only to find a small patroll of two Brutes. She slipped and feverishly ran back around the corner, luckily unnoticed. She waited for the patroll to pass, then made her way down the hallway. They just came out of some door, so she thought she might take a look. She eased next to the slick metal door and keyed the door. It swooshed open and she flipped into the doorway, rifle leveled. There was something in the center of the room, and when she got closer she could see it. A Covenant nuclear time bomb. She gulped and ran out of the room and down the hallway as the bomb ticked away. She didn't know if she should turn the COM systems on; no one would be listening, so it would automatically record the message, making it useless to tell anyone. She just hoped no one was closer to the bomb than her. "I can't believe this whole mission... was a trap," she whispered to herself. She keyed the door and rushed inside. She closed it and whirled around, relieved for a few seconds. She froze. She had just walked into another trap. This room was different in particular; rounded catwalks surrounded the perimeter and rose as high as the eye could see. There were Covenant everywhere, all their weapons trained on her. She keyed the COM. "Spark, I need help, now!"

As Spark walked down a corridor with Damion at her side, her monitors beeped and about two seconds later, Flint's transmition came through. Spark stopped, dead in her tracks. "This way." She ran down a corridor, then another. Then she came to the door that had Flint and Rayne on the other side. She walked closer and, as the door opened, She leveled her MA5K. She couldn't see anything but smoke and flames. So that means they can't see her. She slowly walked in and turned on her thermal camera. A Brute was two feet in front of her; confused. When it turned towards her, she grabbed It's arm and then the other. She twisted them both to the right and flipped him onto his back. She knocked hm onto his stomach and knocked his hands into his back with her knee. Then finished him off; breaking his neck. She got up and found Flint and Rayne off to her left. She couldnt see much of anybody else past the flames so she walked over. "They're hiding something in here and we're going to find out what it is." She opened a transmition and hoped that, by this time, everybody had on their COMs now. "Everybody, regroup at my position." She looked over at Damion. "You know how to disarm bombs?" She hoped he did so they can discontinue the countdown.

Rayne squinted her eyes, barely able to see anything through the flames. "What are those brutes carrying..?" She asked, not really caring if anyone knew the answer or not. "All I know is that we better do something...quick." Rayne said, swallowing hard.

Damion acknowledged Spark's question with a nod. He pulled out a power draining device. He found it in one of the rooms they entered earlier. "We could use this to power it down, or I could do it manually, which would permanently take it out. Your choice." He looked at the brutes and responded to Flint. "We could throw some grenades and run through right after they go off."

"Flint's right, Damion. We can't be risky at all right now!" Rayne growled, looking at all the flames and smoke. "i'm not looking forward to being discharged! We gotta go!" Rayne said, her shotguns still in her grasp. "Stupid brutes...." she whispered, but it was loud enough for everyone to hear.