Hey everyone this is my first fic. Happy birthday? This fic starts around Halo: Combat Evolved and ends to Halo 3. Well anyways I hope you all enjoy this Halo fic. I don't know how many chapters there will be. Well, on with the fic!

-Righnoleft

DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything about Halo except the characters I make up.

This fic is rated M for mature content.

Chapter 1: Escape

26th Century, Exact date unknown

Pillar of autumn

Private Robert Gill

Marine's 26th Division, Squad 4

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They asked me, why I joined the Marines. I said "to defend my country". I didn't really know why I joined. Pride, honor, thrill. Could be a multitude of things. Too late now.

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"Get the hell off your ass Private!" Sergeant Miller said.

"What….what's happening?" I said

"What the hell does it lo-" SMACK! I look up to see an Elite ready to strike me. Shit! I'm fucked! Then bullets fly overhead and nails the Elite in the head.

"I'm…..I'm not dead?"

"No," A voice called out. "Not yet at least." Right now I'm still scared shitless to move. "I'm Sergeant Gerg, who are you?"

"P-Pri-Private Gill, Squad 4" I stammered "What the hell just happened?" I almost got killed, that's what happened!

"I'll explain on the way to the pods, for now, grab an Assault Rifle and get ready to haul ass!"

"Why?" I said bluntly. Then I hear the firing of plasma weapons and plasma bullets whizzing by.

"That's why!" He said as he fires his Assault Rifle

"Ah shit!" I turn around to find 2 squads of Covenant troops running toward us, guns raised.

"We have to retreat! Run to the pods!" No duh smart guy!I start running my ass of toward the escape pods with Gerg following behind. No sooner we enter the bay more Covenant troops appear at the other end.

"Gerg! More troops! We have to get in a fucking pod NOW!"

"Don't have to fucking tell me twice!" Gerg and I quickly dive into a pod with 5 other USMC soldiers and the pod takes off

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Inside the escape pod

"Hey Gerg?" I said

"Yea?" He replyed

"You mind telling me what the hell is going on?"

He chuckles. "Yea, long story short, Covenant jumped our asses, we got slaughtered, and we retreated."

"What about the Spartans on board?"

"They activated one of em."

"You think we'll win this war?"

"I do-" He gets cut off by a blasting alarm. Could it be any louder in this tiny pod???

"Hold on boys!" The pilot said. "We're entering the atmosphere hot!" Ah crap. I grab a strap above me and pray for my life.

"Ma'am entering the atmosphere at approximately 1,800 Celsius!" yelled the pod's co-pilot.

"Speed?"

"Mach 26!"

"Is that bad?" I asked

"Is it bad?" The pilot said "Yes and no." I look at her questioningly. "Yes because we're going too fast, and no because I'm aiming for the lake on our HUD!"

"Ma'am entering the Stratosphere at Mach 3 with a temperature of 1,900." Said the co-pilot.

"What now?" I asked

"We enter landing phase and deploy chutes." She replied.

"And after?"

"We pray……" Great…..I'm going to die a virgin!

"Landing phase engaged!" Suddenly the whole pod jumped and I got slammed on the ceiling. Ouch!

"Ma'am we have bogies approaching from our 3'o'clock!" The hell? I look out the port window and see 4 Banshees. Damn.

"Taking evasive action! Hang on!" Apparently I didn't react fast enough because I was once again slammed into the ceiling of the pod. The whole pod shakes soon after.

"What was that???" Gerg asked. Finally he talks!

"Fuel rod cannons on the banshees! One more hit like that an-" CRRRACCCKKKK!!! The bow of the pod starts breaking apart.

"Shit!" A marine in the back yells. When I turn and look at him he's flying out the pod!

"Prepare for impact!"

A/N: Yea so this is my first fic. Probably not one of the good ones. I'll stick with it though. If your wondering how I knew about the whole atmosphere stuff I took it from wikipedia. Please read and review. Constructive criticism encouraged!