The Fall Of Reach, a terrible and destructive battle. Shattering the UNSC's Morale. The war at reach was nearing the end. The planet was being glassed and Cosmic, stands with his dead comrades and a wounded soldier.
Cosmic stares up at the misty sky. The firey red atmosphere reflecting on his visor and mixing in with the blue, the groans of the wounded UNSC soldier disturbing the quiet and calm winds brushing against Cosmics helmet. With one twist, Cosmic removes his helmet. Feeling the wind on his cheeks before looking down at the soldier. Then kneeling down beside him. Opening his parshed and chapped lips, speaking "Its alright.. We will..... We will survive through this." Cosmic said, with a disbelief in his words and expression. The soldier looking at him, Cosmic didn't even know who he was. He found him with a plasma burn in his stomach, trying to crawl into some cover. "Wait here." Cosmic spoke. Drawing a Magnum and handing it to the soldier for protection, before putting his helmet back on and lifting his shotgun. Pulling the pump back and loading a shell. It was clear what Cosmic needed to do. He needed to find some First Aid for the soldier. He begun his search in a nearby building, everything was ransacked. Nothing was left save for a few ammo clips and garbage. Figures, with the Conevnant foot soldiers marching towards you. Of course you will go collect ammunition and Rations. You need to hold out for as long as you can.
Cosmic next search was at a Two Story Building down the small hill he placed his 'Hold-out' position on. It was nothing but crap on the first floor. But at least the second floor had something: Two Boxes of ammunition and a couple battle-rifles. He took them all, Carrying them back up the hill and placing them in the Sand-bagged and fortified shack. Looking towards the soldier, it looked as if the pain was starting to numb at the amount of blood loss. He wasn't groaning anymore, more... Rested. He appeared stable, so it was fine to leave again. One more building, a little barn. And.. Success! A First Aid Kit. Cosmic immediatly rushed up the hill once more to deliver the Aid to the soldier. He rammed into the shack and kneeled down at the soldier, opening the First Aid Box and pulling out some alchohol and bandages. First, Disinfect: Cosmic pours the alchohol on the wound. The soldier holding back a painfull yell. Dubbing it into a groan. And now, to simply bandage the wound. After treating the soldier, Cosmic lays back. Looking through the enormus hole in the roof, barely making out the outlines of Conevnant Ships. This was the end for cosmic... He knew it.
Wait, the sound of engines. Not conevnant, human. Cosmic stood up, dashing outside and watching as a pelican flew by. Landing in the distance, in the mist but not far away. Cosmic could hear the sounds of troops moving around. People talking quietly. Cosmic rushs inside to pick up the soldier, slinging his arm over the back of Cosmics vaccum sealed armored neck. With some of Cosmics minor Augmentations it was fairly easy to do a bit of a speed-run. After five minutes, the pelican was sighted. They were boarding something on it. Cosmic called out, the raise of his voice gaining the attention of the soldiers. "Hey!" Shouting the situation "I've got wounded!" The infantry welcomed him, all but one had Assault rifles, the squad leader from the looks of it had a DMR. Cosmic and the rest loaded into the pelican, flying up through the atmosphere. Peeking through a port window, one could see a enormus Conevnant ship. Their destination was a Paris-Class Frigate, UNSC Washington. The Cargo they had to get off the rock was covered with a tarp. Cosmics curiosity growing with each second of flight. Just when cosmic even thought of peeking. They boarded into the Washington and the Cargo was transported off.
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Subject: Escorted from Reach. 
26/06/12, 08:14 pm