Reaper: *starts shooting the grunts and eleitswith all my guns on the falcon* (also added flame througers) burn bady burn!!
-a Beacon starts transmitting this message- Jake: this is spartan 9512 I have fallen I was homered to serve with you people.
Sam: sits up. Wonders how long I've been passed out. Looks around and there's nothing there. "This is Spartan 297. Does anyone read me?" Only static over com. Then a weird voice. "No. Your spartan 312." Takes helmet off and shakes head.
Ryan: What is my time for this one? Vergil: 7.2 seconds. Ryan:Sweet and where the tapes for 10 days after ODST came.
Sam: puts head in hands. "That's not right. I'm not. I'm 297." Puts helmet on. Gets up. Repeats to self. "297."
Sam: "Good." Looks around. The place is scotched and there are covenant bodies every where. A memory comes and I shiver.