She smiled weakly, "go up ahead... ill be right behind you....just...find the way out...."

Draco hesitated before nodding and running ahead.

As she sped her pace a bit her vision started blackening. She fell to the ground, seconds later, standing up again. She continued to follow her comrade.

(Wait, what's your name?)

(They only know her as Taso)

Draco looked back, "You fine, Tas?" He said, unsure whether to run back to help her and move on to discover an exit.

She nodded and continued to speed up her pace.

Draco shrugged as he continued, seeing a small burst of light in the distance showing up. "I think we found an exit." He called, moving faster.

Taso walked out of the cave and she couldnt take it anymore, she fell to the ground, not getting up.

Draco looked back, raising an eyebrow, unsure what to do before running forward and going to his knees. "Taso." He said, worry tracing his every word, "Taso, what's wrong? Where do you hurt?" His voice was slightly shaking and his hands trembled with fear of his comrade dying.

She showed her shoulder, it was bleeding horribly, though you were able to see something...a bullet 5 crytal needles from a grunt's needler gun lodged in her shoulder, "There's still...a bullet in there too. I'll be fine....just need a health pack...."

Draco shook his head, "We need to not just get a med pack." He inspected her shoulder, the frown deepening, "We need to get you back to the UNSNC."

She glared at the ground, "I'm NOT going back, I can handle this." She rose again and started walking. For some reason, it was like she was perfectly fine, but only when she was angry. She hated to admit defeat, and to see a comrade in danger. When she's angry, she has no limits.

"Taso." He commanded, pressing a hand on her shoulder, "You need to sit down, Taso. I don't want to see you dying because you were stubborn about a wound you received."

She glared at him, then the glared faded to a face of worry, "I'm sorry..." She sat down and stared to the ground.
"It's just, an elite took out my brother right in front of my face before I joined the Dynamite Squad. Now just seeing elites and grunts just...makes me lose control. I promised him I wouldn't stop fighting, no matter what the cost." She looked at her shoulder. "I don't want this to be an exception."

"You need to be worrying about yourself right now," He moved his hand away from his shoulder, "Stay here. Please."

She kept her head down, not saying a word, but just nodding her head in agreement.

Draco smiled, stepping back a couple of steps, "I'm going to go look for someone who can help." He said, reloading his gun, "Can you wait here?"

"Let me see your helmet really quick so i can fix the radio. " She lent out her hand.

Draco unclasped the helmet from his armor, passing it to her.

She remained silent and pulled a wire and then connecting it to something else, "If anything happens, i put it on the channel connected to my helmet, see ya later."

"Thanks." He smiled reassuringly before placing the helmet back on his head. Draco ran off into the distance, toward a cacophony of smoke.

She kept her head hung down, thinking about memories.

He reached the wreck of UNSC ship, running into the entrance of the wreckage which gave off a large amount of smoke. Alarms went off inside the ship and guns littered the ground, covered with blood. "Anyone there?" Draco called.

She looked to her shoulder as the crystals lodged inside started to glow. Seconds later, they started to burn her skin. She radio'd Draco, you were able to sense the pain in her voice, "Hurry up and find someone, we got a problem...The crystals...are burning my flesh..."