Cole's Betrayal

Anya kept up her barrage against the impending Locust Horde. Ducking and firing, she would watch as the Drones moved in closer and closer.

“Cole, get your ass in the game!” she shouted to him. She looked over to see him holding his gun, a broad smile on his face.

“Oh my ass is in the game sweetie,” He remarked to her as he butted her with the end of his rifle, her body immediately hitting the ground.

With that, he kicked the rifle away from her, his hands grabbing her by the metal chest plate. He pulled her up with ease as he turns her to her back, his vice like arms wrapping underneath her neck, “Seems like we gonna have that relaxation I was talking about,” Cole said in her ear as she stared to black out.

She watched out in horror as the Locusts were no longer pursuing them, but had dropped off to focus in on Fenix and Baird becoming more and more overpowered. “See what you guys don’t know is that I struck a deal with my buddies the Grubs. They made me a very, very lucrative offer. One that the dirt poor COG couldn’t match. My life …with no worry about the Horde …with all the perks of a god…” Cole leaned in close to Anya as she was fading out, “…and all the relaxation I want baby.” He whispered in her ear, his thick black mitts driving down into her pants. She slumped over in his arms, watching as the Locust came in close.