Prologue: Welcome to Reach
[July 24th, 2552, 07:28 Hours]
As the Warthog drove over the rolling green hills, Six took in the landscape around them. This planet is so beautiful... he thought. The Covenant better not find it. The marine sat next to him said "Spartan, we're nearing camp now. We'll be there in two minutes." Six looked over his helmet, then put it on as the base came into view. As he was putting on his helmet he heard a droning noise, so turned around just in time too see two UH-144 Falcon's fly over them towards the base. Good, we got some decent transport waiting for us.
When they reached the base, the falcons had just shut off their engines, and Six could see a fellow Spartan sitting in the side seat of one of the Falcon's, loading Sniper Rifle rounds into a magazine. The Spartan was bald, and had a tattoo on the side of his face of a closed fist holding three arrows. In the small building up ahead he could hear someone talking on the comms, and as he entered saw 4 more Spartans all doing various tasks; One on the comms talking to someone he recognized as Colonel Holland, one sharpening a knife on his shoulder pad, and another one standing next to the one on the comms. So this must be Noble, my new team. At that thought, a hand quickly sprung in front of him, a robot hand; he followed the hand and saw it attached to a female spartan wearing mostly standard configuration light blue armour. "Commander", the newcomer said, the big guy then responded "So that's our new number six". The guy with the knife said to the female spartan "Kat, you read his file?" in a thick African-American accent. As the guy with the knife stepped out of the shadow, Six noticed his visor; covered in scratches that formed one big skull on the front; sure to intimidate hostile forces. Kat replied "Only the parts that weren't covered in black ink".
While all this was happening, the 4th Spartan, presumably the leader, was still talking on the comms. "Anyone claimed responsibility sir?" he said. Holland replied "ONI thinks it might be the local insurrection. five months ago they pulled a similar job on Harmony - hit a relay to take out our eyes and ears then stole two freighters from dry dock. That cannot happen here, Reach is too damn important. I want that relay back online Noble one." Noble one said "Consider it done, sir", then cut off the comms and turned to face me. "Lieutenant" he said, "I'm Carter, Noble team's leader. That's Kat, Noble-2, Emile and Jorge, 4 and 5. You're riding with me, Noble Six."
As we stepped outside, he put on his helmet and said to Six "Not gonna lie to you Lieutenant, you're stepping into some shoes the rest of the squad would rather leave unfilled. Me, i'm just happy to have Noble back up to full strength. Just one thing... I've seen your file. even the parts the ONI censors didn't want me to. I'm glad to have your skill-set, but we're a team. That lone-wolf stuff stays behind, clear?" Six replied "Got it, sir". As the Falcon was lifting off, the spartan he had noticed before in the sage-coloured armour said to him "I'm Jun. Welcome to Reach." And with that the Falcons flew towards the Visegrad farmlands.