Game Set Match

by Greywaves

Chapter 6-When Paths cross

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(4 clicks away, in Cafe Sahara)

Bishop was enjoying himself quite alot, having used his sniper to take out the 2 brutes and 5 grunts in a patrol he saw, leaving one grunt alone. It was very panicky, and constantly dove for cover. It had no idea where it's attacker was, so it blindly fired, screaming in its native tongue. After a couple minutes, Bishop found this boring, and zoomed in for the kill. As he lined up with the grunt's head, it suddenly jolted sideways, it's arm torn off at the socket. Another jolt sent it to the grass. Bishop raised an eyebrow and watched curiously. Knight stepped into view, and pointed both his handguns at the grunt, unloading the rest of the clips into it.

"Of course. The first guy I find has to be him...." Bishop sighed, and lit a signal flare to tell Knight where he was.

As Knight reloaded his magnums, his sighted the flare and smiled.

"There he is. Chilling in a cafe. How predictable." He trotted casually to the building, and once he arrived, kicked down the door and stepped in. He found Bishop leaning back in a chair, drinking a coffee and grinning.

"So Knight, how many covies you kill so far?" He sat up and pulled a chair out for his squad mate. The Pegasus sat down beside his friend, and stretched out, gripping his wing a bit.

"2." He blurted gruffly. Bishop chuckled, and jabbed a hoof at the many sniper magazines on the floor

"54. And rising." Knight glared at Bishop, and frowned.

"Yeah well that's only cause my wing is broken." Bishop laughed, and stood up.

"I'm sure that's all that's ailing you. C'mon, I sighted our next target. Covenant plasma storage tanker, flying low to the ground. We got 2 ghosts patrolling the area while it unloads the fuel, and snipers and brutes every 1/2 click." Knight smiled, and grabbed his shotgun, pumping it.

"Maybe I can make my kill count go up.

(Alicorn's Horn Drop Station)

Queen hopped into her pod, and set her drop location to where she knew Pawns would be.

"The buggers dragged him down to substation-117. I'll take point and land by the power station." She dropped her pod, and fell towards the planet at high speed.

(New Mombassa substation-117)

Pawns groaned, and woke up. He blearily looked around with bloodshot eyes, his helmet and armour not to be seen. He tried to move, but found he couldn't. As he struggled, he heard a soft snore.  Looking up from his prison of wires and cable, he saw them. Hundreds of thousands of drones. Sleeping on the ceiling. Pawns knew if he tried to fight, he would die almost instantly. So he took his knife, and began his slow, quite cutting spree on the cables.

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