The Brink

by Solaire-Guardian-of-Astora

Jackson Franklin (Vangaurd) is an Ex ODST. After he is banned from the UNSC marine core, Jackson's family is killed by the people he used to work with. This is Jackson's story as he vows to repay the debts the the UNSC owe him. He will have vengeance for what they've done, even if it means pushing himself to the brink. Editing chapters 1 - 9 currently (March 2014)

1. Prologue

~Authors Note

Hello, this is my first story on . I've made multiple fan fictions, but this is my first one here. I have a weird way of updating my stories, I tend to upload many chapters at a time, instead of just one. Now I would just like to say that this story is Rated T for Violence and Language. There will be a lot of cursing in this story (A lot of F-bombs and people yelling Shit, I will never post offensive words such as Sluts, Whore or the N-word. The majority of cursing will be things like Bastard, and Fuck and Shit.) There will also be some graphic parts (Not anything sexual you dirty dogs :l) I'll warn you about when their is a graphic portion of the chapter in the Authors Note and right at the start of that paragraph. Anyway, read on!

Disclaimer for the Story - I do not own Halo or the merchandise along with it. The rights of Halo are of Microsoft and 343 industries. Don't sue me, I'm poor.

I woke up the sound of humming. It was a light hum, very soft, very low. It almost sounded peaceful, welcoming. I turned my head a bit to see a bright glowing ball on Richard's Visor, it looked like a bright small sun. It was extremely bright and I tried to look away, to look away from the sun but I couldn't. I was fixated on the sun and on Richard as he tried to pry it off. I felt the humming grow louder, and then it got high pitched. Suddenly there was an extremely bright flash, and I was forced to look away. When I looked back Richard's head was no longer attached to its body but instead was splattered across the wall of the fox hole. Richard was dead, I knew he was. The humming intensified.

I was pushed back from the explosion that resulted from the small sun. As I slowly stood up, the sound of humming still in my ears I looked down at Richard's dead and headless body. I stood there, for a long period of time just standing in my fox hole. Staring at Richard, staring at his dead body. I couldn't hear anything going on around me, the humming was drowning out the noise. I stood there for a long time, until eventually a marine ran into the foxhole and tried to tell me something. I couldn't hear him, the humming was too loud, too powerful. I looked at the marine, he looked back at me, confused. He said something again but the humming was too powerful, too painful.

I felt tired.

I felt beaten.

I felt broken...

Richard had been my brother.