"By DECREE OF OUR MOST HOLY PROPHETS YOU HAVE BEEN SENTENCED TO DEATH!! ANY LAST WORDS OF REPENTANCE OR WILL YOU BEG FOR MERCY?" The Spartan stared on blankfaced. "Very well then Major assume firing line" The general had fought these demons all around Reach for the past week and they showed no signs of giving up. After a day and a half planet time of sending hundreds of Sangheilli to their death he finally captured the monster who killed so many of his brothers. Only to find that it was a human, a female no less. Instead of killing her right on the spot he chose to make an example of her before the other prisoners and the rest of the fleet gathered around Reach. As the Major steps up along with his squad she takes a moment to look around her then she yells REEEAACCH! and breaks her bonds through sheer strength. The two Zealots flanking her try to grab her but she pulls the energy sword free from one and attacks the other. The squad is about to fire but the general calls them off wanting to see this fight while activating his cloaking.
She clashes with the Zealot and both seem evenly matched but days of fighting with no food or water left her weak and take it's toll as she slowly falls back. The Zealot pushes her back and presses with an overhead slash but doesn't compensate for a Spartans speed and she dodges slicing his back and destroying his overshields. He roars and charges her but she falls onto her back making him fall onto her and kicks him a meter with both legs. He gets up with encouragement from his brothers while the Spartan stumbles up with a cut on her shoulder. She can see the prisoners cheering her on and feel a chance, just a chance, that she might escape into the bowels of the ship and save them all from death. The Zealot approaches and with one final effort they clash but instead of locking blades she ducks flipping the Zealot over and stabbing it with his own blade. Silence. Then a blade slashes through her chest and sees the general appear "FIRE" "But my lord--" "I SAID FIRE DAMMIT" she drags the handle closer and grabs his energy dagger and stabs him. Both fall to the ground. The Spartan rises to her knees and looks at the other prisoners and smiles as the clicks and whining of weaponry prepare to fire. The Major gives the order "Fire".
. . . . . .she never spoke. a search through her file showed she had never spoken since she was kidnapped. She only ever said that one word. Reach. It was her birthplace, her boot camp, her home. She never spoke again just smiled. Not when the planet was glasses not when her home burned, not when her fellow Spartans died. Not when they gave the order. Not a word. The silence in the room was deafening. . . . .