Spartan 117’s Last Stand

Tick-tock, time's falling away,

Silent shadows in the endless gray.

Lights flicker, alarms whisper low,

On the Enemy’s Ship he needs to know..

“Ok, Master Chief, Now where do you go?”

Dark corridors, echoes of fear,

Energy sword, combat's near.

Enemy’s holding a prison of night,

His Quest for Cortana, blazing bright.

Out of time, racing against the collapse,

Heartbeat syncs with the cosmic trap.

The spartan warriors final battle cry,

Frozen moments slip on by.

Covenant chants, haunting sound,

Echoes of a victory unbound.

Stuck in the storm, a final dance,

Lost in shadows, given one chance.

Master Chiefs heart pounding deep,

Secrets hidden, vows to keep.

Out of time, beating heart,

Energy sword’s last spark.

Distant dreams in twilight’s gleam,

Master Chief’s silent scream.

Fighting the swarm, clashes of steel,

Darkened shadows, secrets reveal.

Clock is ticking, fury’s near,

Cortana’s voice, crystal clear.

Fighting against the tide,

In the storm, we will abide.

Cortana hums near, pulsing tight,

Fighting till the last night.

Time’s thin line, fading fast,

Eternal struggle, shadows cast.

Hold your breath, feel the pain,

Until dawn, through the rain.

Master’s story, legend’s breath,

In this war, defy death.

Finding Cortana and make our escape

Till the very end we’ll defy our fate!

“Thank you for saving me John.. Now Lets get out of here..”