2552- August 30
Aboard the Dawn of Hope a Marathon class heavy cruiser, all seemed lost as they were continuing to take fire from the plasma cannons of a Covenant destroyer. Commander Cole has issued his last order to prepare for a crash landing, as a massive gravity field has been detected ahead and their engines had taken enough damage that they couldn t avoid the planet ahead even if they wanted to. All decks had received massive damage, there had power loss in most areas of the ship and about of 90% of the crew were dead or dying. The A.I. cores was still online and was trying to keep the ship together long enough to make a soft crash on the planet that was coming closer every moment. The next shot they receive was there last remaining gun battery and it went up with a huge light show and a loud boom, apparently the commander of the Covenant ship thought that they were done for, so he left them to crash on the planet. And crash they did, as a result all had died with the exception of a half of a dozen souls. Slowly they died off one by one but not before one little boy was born and just before his mother died she spoke to the A.I. and asked it to take care of her son.
18 years later
A figure clover in a leather cloak stained, dark green cargo paints, a black shirt old military boots and heavy duty gloves, all with the stains of dirt and a faint shade of blue blood, it sat on top of a tree branch staring at a creature down below, and the creature looked like a deer with four eyes and with green fur. The deer stood still as it was eating the plants that grow around the tree the figure was sitting in; the figure sat motionless holding two daggers made from another creature s large claws. The figure sat waiting for the deer to turn around and after thirty minutes the creature turned its back to the figure. Then figure fall from the branch strait to the deer driving the two daggers in to the creature. It screamed in pain and tried to run forcing the daggers to rip through the creature, one stayed in and the other came loss and came out. The figure fall off the creature and ran after it still holding the dagger that came lose, the injured creature sprayed blue blood all over the plants and the tree, making to easy the follow. After two minutes the creature fell to the ground, the figure walked up to the dying creator kneeled over grabbed the dagger still in the creator and pulled it out, the dying creature tried to scream but began to chock on its own blood. The figure placed the dagger bottom of the throat and slid the dagger through the skin and with a jerk the creature died.
It took the figure thirty four minutes to skin then harvests the meat from the creature. He shoved the meat in to a bag hidden under its clock, then the figure hear a snapping sound from behind, it spawn around gripping the daggers and held both in a offence and defiance stains. There in front of the figure were three wolves like creatures two were still pups and the third stood in front of the little ones, the larger one seemed to be the mother and the smaller ones were its pups. The figure slowly started to move away from his kill and after it was six feet away the wolves moved in and began to eat what meat was left. It simply stood there watching, after a minute it walked away. The figure walk strait towards a large dark structure off in the distance, the sun began to set when the figure reached the large dark structure; it was a UNSC Marathon-class heavy cruiser. The figure walked over to an air lock close to the ground that was partially opened and the figure placed it hands in the gap and forced it open. With a grinding and screeching sound it slowly opened. The figure walked in and forced closed the doors. It walked through the ships darkened halls over and under beams, cables, wires, and other forms of wreckage then entering the AI core room.
Along the walls stood the memory severs and processors and in the center a single AI projector and a mobile projector wired up to the AI projector. I m back from the hunter everyone. The figure said in a dark but young voice as it removed its hood revealing a young man's face, he had tan shin, short dark brown hair and emerald green eye, running down from his right eye down to his chin was a thick scar, and two figures appeared on the projectors one female and male. The female was an average looking adult with short hair and warn a shirt and jeans, the male was more like a drill sergeant, how was the hunt Kurt? the female replied it went well Jade, but I only had time for one kill. Kurt answered, One? Your losing your touch boy, do I have to start catching your food now. The male AI says in playful manure, Daemon, you won t last five minutes of there, they ll have you for an afternoon snack. Kurt replied, Daemon shook his head ouch, I may be an AI but that still hurts. You asked for it. Jade shot at Daemon, I m going to put the meat up before it goes bad. Kurt said as he walked out of the room.
Kurt walked through the door and began heading to the mess hall, when he entered the mess hall most of the tables were piled up in the center of the room only one was placed in the far corner next to kitchen. He walked over to the kitchen and jumped over the counter, as he walked over to the freezer he removed the pack that had the meat inside it. Kurt opened the freezer then pulled out the meat and placed it inside; after the new meat was in place he grabbed the last frozen piece of meat. Kurt I ve check our herb, root and other medical supplies. Daemon called from one of the few working speakers on the ship, I m guessing we re low. Kurt shouted so the microphones could hear him, Yes, we need 12 green tipped red bush, 35 yellow bloom, 42 yellow berry, 83 C2-J6 and 15 E-83, plus all the roots have gone bad the AI replayed, Kurt walked over to oven turned it on to high grabbed a pan and dropped the meat in it then set the pan and the oven and told himself, Another day in paradise. After the meat finished cooking Kurt placed the meat on a tray and grabbed a fork and started eating at the table. I get started tomorrow morning.