Note: This is just the trailer for the two upcoming projects in the Halo/Wall.E series, not the original stories and I do not own Wall.E or Halo.
We have followedthe story of Evelyn Knight in the war with the Covenant, right from her introduction to the final days of the war. We have seen how she become a lover of the ancient Forerunner Wally and becomes a friend of the Arbiter, an Elite who's race was once part of the Covenant determined to destroy Humanity.
But what of the millions of others who fought in the war? What of their stories? What of their tales of battle they witnessed and held with them through to the end of the war, or to their final moments?
Well, I have chosen six of these people, two of them Covenant, to tell their story of their lives during the Human-Covenant war.
Matthew
A tall young soldier of about twenty five stood in a large square shaped room. He had black hair, green eyes and was dressed in a UNSC soldier's uniform. In front of him was a general who was standing behind a desk, going over a few papers scattered across It's surface.
The soldier's eyes looked around the room. It had bare silver walls with a silver floor and a silver ceiling. A few alien plants were scattered about on the windowsills of the three windows on the walls left, right and in front of the soldier. On the wall behind the genera was a holographic image that changed every few seconds into great bustling metropolis's or enormous army bases with great numbers of men, land vehicles and great ships, which were parked in the distance.
"Matthew, you have been chosen to be part of a special taskforce," the general said.
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"I am Sergeant John. I will be training you for the fight against the Covenant. Many of you may not have been in combat before. For those of you that have, you'll expect what training will come. Training will last a month. Now, report to your barracks. Training will start later today,"
The taskforce members filed out of the warehouse into the corridor. Matthew, who was dressed in a red bodysuit, walked alongside his old friend Tom.
"Who else is here we know?" Tom said as he looked around him. His eyes rested on a group of young women not far behind him.
"Matthew, look who's with us," Tom said, indicating behind them.
Matthew looked and saw among the group of women a familiar figure. She was about twenty year old with silver hair, blue eyes and was about 6ft 4, about the same height as him.
"It's Eve," he said, turning back to face his friend. "I can't believe she's here." He smiled a little. "With her here, we'll win. I know it,"
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The task force members picked their beds, which were all bunks, save for one single bed at the end of the room.
As Matthew sat down on his bed, he noticed someone else as well. His face went a little red.
It was Emily, a young woman who was about twenty two years old with brown hair, blue eyes and was very pretty. She walked down the barracks with her friend Allison and took a bunk bed with her on the other side of the barracks.
Why don't you tell her? his heart asked him.
I'm too nervous his mind replied.
"But I'll have to admit my feelings to her soon," he muttered under his breath.
The story of a young soldier told by his own experiences in Man's greatest war.
"Your pissing me off, Dylan!"
"Oh, yeah. What the Hell are you gonna do about it?"
Matthew swung a punch at Dylan , knocking him to the ground, but before he could react, Dylan got up and charged at Matthew, knocking him over and punching him in the eye. Matthew swung his fist up at Dylan's face, hitting him the nose. Dylan let out a yell and staggered backwards, holding his nose.
"Alright, that's enough!" an officer shouted.
Two men ran forward and pulled the two away from each other before they could attack again.
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"I don't know what to do with these new recruits,"
"You just need to train them in their strengths and they'll use that to their advantage,"
Matthew smiled. "Thanks, Alan,"
This is Matthew's story.
Moe
A young soldier of about twenty three with black hair and brown eyes sat on his bed with a box on his lap. In it was a small device the size of the palm of his hand with a tiny square shaped object that was no bigger than the size of his thumbnail.
"Sweet," he said. He took out the device and the object. It was a camcorder and a magnetic device that you could attach to anything and lasted twenty days without any charging. The soldier then found a small note at the bottom of the box and read it. He smiled. "Thanks, mom," he said to himself.
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Camera's POV
Moe walked over to his fellow comrades, who were sitting down at the table, holding the camcorder in his hand.
"Hey guys, look what my mom sent me," he said as he sat down.
"What type is that?" one of his friends, who had shoulder length red hair and blue eyes, asked.
"A…uh," the scene shifted to look down at the table as Moe looked on the side of the camcorder. "A Shinjuku Type 3 make. Newest made so far,"
"Cool," one of the other soldiers, a young looking soldier of about eighteen, remarked. "Can we use it later on?"
"Sure, as long as you don't break it,"
The camera screen then moved back and rose slightly to reveal his four friends. Aside from the other two soldiers who had asked about the camera, the other two soldiers were a young black soldier, who looked about nineteen years old, and a marine with blonde hair who looked to be about Moe's age.
"Say hello, guys,"
The four greeted the camera screen.
"Hey!"
"Wassup!"
"What's going down,"
"Hi!"
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Camera's POV
"ALL UNITS! GET TOPSIDE, NOW!" a voice over the base's intercom said.
The scene shifted wildly as Moe shot up, grabbed his weapon and joined the rush with the other marines into the corridor. The voice on the intercom continued on over the noise of the shouting and rushing of feet in the corridor.
"Covenant forces are attacking Reach! I repeat, Covenant forces are on Reach!"
"Moe, this way!" one of his friends called to him as he ran past him to his right. Moe followed him, going from the corridor outside that looked to be a desert mixed with grassland. Explosions filled the air above him as dogfights ensued between Covenant banshees and seraph fighters against UNSC long sword fighters.
The scene moved from left to right as Moe followed his friend and four other marines past a stone wall towards a turning between two square shaped buildings. His heavy breaths as he ran filled the air.
"Shit! Covenant forces!" a voice shouted.
A marine ran past the group as they threw themselves against the wall. Two light blue blasts followed the marine and hit him in the back. The marine fell forward onto the ground, dead.
"Engage those Elites!" another marine about twenty metres to the squad's right shouted as he fired a burst of ammo past the turning. A roar filled the air and a light blue blast was fired in return, narrowly missing the marine's head by a few inches.
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Camera's POV
"LZ looks clear! I'm bringing us down!"
The camera scene turned so it was now facing down out of the pelican as it descended at the swampy jungle. Rain was falling from the air and a clap of thunder lit up the sky. The ground was covered with ankle high puddles.
"Go, go, go!" sergeant John's voice ordered from behind Moe.
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Camera's POV
HIIIIISSSSSS
The group, who now had Captain McCrea among them, were in a large room with two ramps in the middle of the room and four pillars in a rectangular formation, two on the left and two on the right. Several doors were placed around the walls of the room, again two on the left and two on the right. At the far end of the room on the back wall was another door. All were closed.
"What is that?" one of the marines asked.
"Where's that coming from, Tomson?" John asked.
"I don't know, sarge," Tomson replied.
"Over there," McCrea pointed over to one of the doors on the left wall.
The scene shifted to look at where McCrea had pointed to. The camera filmed the door break down and a swarm of small creatures shaped like skulls, with flabby parts sticking out of the tops of the creatures and tentacles moving about at the bottom of the creatures, move out into the room.
"ARGH! AAAH! GET IT OFF ME!" a voice shouted.
Gunfire filled the room.
"Moe fire your weapon!" John ordered.
The scene faced down as Moe struggled to pull out his gun. However, as he did, he accidentally spilled some of his bullets onto the floor and he quickly knelt down to pick them up.
"Moe, look out!"
The scene moved back up to face the squad. One of the creatures jumped onto the camcorder's view. The soldier screamed, but it was muffled by the creature. Then, aloud thud was heard. Gunfire continued on and the hissing grew louder.
The screen turned to black. In red letters across the screen appeared;
Unexpected halt (WND/INCAP/KIA?)
End record view (2552. 4. 13. 22: 50: 03L)
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"We know there's a downed Covenant vessel, and we're gonna take it to Earth,"
"Gofer, you can't do that!"
"I can, and I will so don't try and stop me,"
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Private Vingo looked down at his comrade Moe, who was now suddenly being overwhelmed by the Flood infection that had seized him. His arm was covered in thick growths, as was much of his body as they were visible beneath his uniform. Below them, the engines to the Truth and Reconciliation were counting down to their final moments.
"V-Vingo," Moe gasped in pain.
"What?" his comrade asked him, kneeling down beside him.
Moe tried to speak but he was too weak to do so. His strength was fading. He was slipping away, but if he could not speak, he could mouth what he wanted to say. He looked up at his comrade and mouthed two words.
Thank you
This is Moe's story
Debbie and Hans
A young woman of about twenty one sat on a small hover chair next to a wounded heavily built looking ODST soldier. Across the sleeve on her shirt's arm was her name 'Debbie'. Across the ODST soldier's uniform, he had his name 'Hans' across his chest. Debbie was injecting a morphine serum into the wound on his arm.
"That should fix it," she said, lowering her hand. "Was it a blast wound, did you say?"
"Yeah, from a carbine," Hans replied.
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The two were sitting on a window ledge of the UNSC medical centre in Rodum, the capitol of Takra, both of them were still dressed in their military uniforms. They looked out over the city's towering structures which many of them stood well over fifteen hundred feet tall. It was night time and Takra's moon Descendus shone brightly in the dark sky.
"Do you think Takra can be saved?" Hans asked Debbie.
"No," she replied. "One thing we still haven't taken in properly about the Covenant is that once they get their eyes set on a planet, they don't leave it until It's destroyed,"
Hans sighed. She was right. The Covenant had landed on the planet a few months ago and the heavy fighting was driving back the UNSC towards Rodum. Tonight could be the last night that the city slept with It's inhabitants before evacuation procedures were to begin.
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"Alert! Covenant forces have boarded the vessel!"
"Debbie, follow me! We need to get to the escape pods!" Hans shouted to her as she ran out from the medical ward of the ship.
"We better be quick before they leave without us," she replied.
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Date: April 21st, 2552.
Voi, Earth.
Hans and Debbie were sitting in a small forward medical centre in one of the buildings near a small hill that been formed by the Covenant glassing. From their view on the top floor of the building, they could easily see the Covenant ships flying about firing beams of high plasma energy at the ground. From what reports had speculated, they were uncovering something.
"Do you think this is the end of Earth?" Debbie asked him.
Hans turned to face her.
"No," he replied. "There's still hope," he added. "Something will come to save us,"
He looked back out at the enormous crater the Covenant ships were flying over.
"Hans," Debbie said, drawing his attention again. "I've wanted to say something to you, something since we first met."
"So have I," he replied, to her surprise. "I love you, Debbie,"
Debbie smiled as a tear appeared in her eye. She wiped it away and moved closer to Hans.
"I love you too," she told him softly.
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Date: April 24th, 2552.
UNSC memorial, near Voi.
Hans climbed into the back of one of the passenger warthogs and held out a hand for Debbie to help her up. She took it and he pulled her into the warthog.
"Thanks," she said as she sat down beside him.
The two looked back at the memorial to see Eve hugging that strange man known as 'Wally'. Further down the path that led from the memorial to the road, an Elite phantom was parked and the Arbiter was standing in front of it.
"Love never has any boundaries," Debbie commented, watching Eve kiss Wally.
"We could do the same," Hans said, looking hopefully at her.
Debbie smiled at him and they kissed, only to stop when Hood walked over to the warthog and climbed into the passenger seat. He chuckled slightly.
"By all means, carry on," he said before turning to look ahead of him at the dirt trail that led down from the hill.
Hans and Debbie looked at each other before shrugging and they continued their kiss, only to stop again as their warthog jolted slightly as it drove ahead down the path. They looked behind the vehicle and saw one was still parked at the top of the hill where theirs had been just a few moments earlier.
Two new lovers who live to the end of the war to proclaim their love.