Jack! Wake up will you! The computerized AI that resided in his head basically yelled.The yelling of the AI was acknowledged by some movement from the crimson armored Spartan as he tried to push himself up. His Heads Up Display (HUD) was flashing as he took note that the missile had wiped out his shields, and had damaged the actual armor considerably.

Groaning his stood up in his soot stained armor, the shoulder pads were of the HAYABUSA design as was the chest and helmet. That particular useage of armor fit what he did in the Unit, back when it existed anyway. During the end of the Covenant War the UNSC had granted the "Blood Unit" as they were called; publicity. Jack, Spartan 113, was incredibly fast, not so strong, but his movements were considered to be legend even among the other Spartans. That is what had earned him the initiation to this elite unit of soldiers.

The Blood Unit were made up of the best of the best from the Spartan soldiers. They were all S-IIs, besides for one whom was the later module of S-III. The funny thing you could say is that individually they were called "J-1s" due to the fact each of their names started with the letter "J" and each of their numbers started with a "1". The legendary Master Chief had been part of Blood Unit as an incredibly skilled scout. He was quiet, calculative and could take out nearly any enemy. He had been pulled into the Covenant War and the other "J-1s" were kept out of it.

Julie, Jessica, Jack, John, and Jake made up Blood Unit, two females (Julie and Jessica) and three males (John, Jack and Jake). Now though, only three were alive, and even then their whereabouts are completely unknown, save for Jack. They had their sniper (Julie), their demolitions expert (Jake), their scout (John), their ballistic killer (Jessica) and they had their team leader of whom was incredibly skilled with an energy sword and shotgun (Jack). Together they had been legendary, and unlike thousands of other Spartans; they held a command rank. Of course that was not common knowledge, heck they weren't even common knowledge until recently. Then their group had been offered up as martyrs for who knows why.

Jessica, and John were considered dead. John is considered dead because of the fact that, half the ship returned from the other universe where the ring was activated, but no one knew that the Chief had actually survived and was simply in cryo sleep within this universe.

Jessica had been gunned down during a ballistic rampage, and it had been a friendly fire incident. The friendly fire had been provided by a Longsword fighter that bombed her, along with the group of enemies she had been fighting. Her body was burned to ash and so had never been layed to rest. That alone had made Jack incredibly angry. He had shot down that Longsword, and shortly after that had simply left the Corps.

Julie seemed to have followed suit as they couldn't find her either after this battle, it finally seemed that the Blood Unit had gone rogue. Jake, now he was a mystery to both the UNSC and Jack. That man was always off on his own, despite the fact he was seven foot five, and carried a rocket launcher and a Spartan laser with him. Now the previous "heroes" were branded as murderous traitors and were to be killed on sight. The problem was that they were so dang good that none had ever been killed, other than Jessica.

The common thing among the Blood Unit was the fact that they all wore crimson armor, with a fancy "B" emboldened on their hand armor. It was what made the obvious seperation, as there were other units of Spartans that wore red armor. Not very common, and they were all pretty much killed off.

As of now, in the present, Jack had resumed running despite the fact that he was horribly burned on the inside of his HAYABUSA armor. It was a pain, but he could live with it. The planet he was on is an unnamed one as it had only been discovered recently, and because of that he figured it was a good hiding place. There were snowcapped mountains, rivers of blue, and beautiful plains. He used the large forests to generally hide in, and had constructed several shelters throughout the planet.

He was glad that the Pelican had left though and that his AI codenamed "TIA", had kept the Pelican's sensors jammed for the most part, but in such a way that one wouldn't notice. The AI he owned was an amazing little trinket, and it was someone to talk to when incredibly bored. The one thing that still amazed him was the fact that the S-III of the Blood Unit had recieved ROUGE and SCOUT armor of which was slightly tweaked to allow an active camoflauge, along with her own personal AI.

You're about two clicks away from your little "campsite". Tia said to Jack.

Awww, come on, I put work into it... Jack replied with mock sadness.

So you say...

You're no fun anymore.

Am I supposed to be fun?

Yes, because it keeps me entertained.

Whatever.

The small conversation ended there without much of a way to continue it, and the red armored Spartan made a run into the trees that started off the forest section of the planet.

He liked the forest, it had huge towering trees with bark as brown as the actual color, the leaves were all lucious green and were bigger than his head for the most part; and the wildlife, along with the sounds made it such a beautiful, and serene place. Even Tia understood why he picked out the forest for his hiding places. She agreed with him on several things and thoughts that were turned into "reasons" as to why he picked here. Sure, it wasn't the best area to hide, heck the mountains would have provided more shelter and protection, but like he wanted to leave.

The shotgun he had owned was a molten slag of metal, which annoyed him considerably and he set it down on a makeshift table that had once been a small tree. He had used his energy sword to cleave it in half.

For now there was no action, but his mind continuously drifted to where his other teammates were, and if possible he could perhaps regroup with them someday. Until that day though, he would have to take cover and hide as the UNSC could send in a S-III team of which may be able to wipe him out if done properly. But, if the remnants of the Blood Unit were to regroup, well they'd be more dangerous than three hundred thousand Spartans.

The thought brought a smile to his face that resided beneath his helmet still.


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The next few will focus more on the other two of the BU ^^;;