( I know it has been awhile since I said I'd do this, but things have been complicated recently. So I'm gonna try to get it going now.)
Shaking. He felt shaking. Jym woke with a start and lunged forward, grabbing the figure by the throat and tackling them to the ground.
"Jym!" The figure gasped. He took a moment to realise where he was. He was in a base with a whole team of spartans, their blue armor's edges were slightly frosted.
"Dammit Broady! What did I tell you about that crap!" Jym got up off of him, releasing his throat. Broady coughed for a moment.
"Sorry, thought I'd wake you. It won't be long before the battle starts."
"This whole thing is a load of bull."
"No kidding." There was a moment of silence except for the sounds of guns being loaded.
"Where are we?" Jym asked.
"We're in Combat Evolved, Sidewinder. We're expected to play CTF."
"Great. Just freaking great. Have you seen Beanie?"
"No."
Jym headed outside and looked at his surroundings. Snow covered everything. There was the occasional tree and some rocks here and there. He could feel the cold through his armor. He wondered if there would be anyone he knew on the enemy team, or on his team. He returned to the insides of the blue team base. He equipped a pistol to each magnetic leg holster then stuck an assault rifle to his back. He picked up a sniper rifle and headed to the teleporter to scout out what vehicles the reds had.
