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Captain James G. Cutter was a very old man. Older than most officers fighting the Covenant War or at least among the experienced ones bar Admiral Preston Cole of course. James, old and whittled as he was, lead some of the UNSC's most daring and, in his opinion, the most bravest group of soldiers in its long history. As a Captain he was proud of his men as they fought bloody battles through covenant forces and endured the horrors of the flood. Sacrifice and valor held true among his men, indeed the greatest heroes in the UNSC were the ones that didn't go home. He had made hard choices in his career, these choices having long since plagued his thoughts as he sat on that Captains chair, eyeing the space outside as the Spirit of Fire drifted through space without the Shaw Fujikawa drive. But today he was about to make an even harder choice, perhaps harder than any choice he had ever made. He was about to ask his hardened battalions of Marines, headstrong regiments of ODST's and three inhuman weapons of mass destruction; the Spartans into doing something so inconceivable it can only be considered inconsiderate.
He was going to ask them to rebuild.
"Why'd you call me up here for, Captain?" Anders walked into the Captains bridge, several Naval personnel gave the asian women brief lingering eyes before returning back to duty. Captain Cutter however kept his eyes transfixed onto the recently discovered planet below, a completely habitable planet with little to no need for terraformation to support human life.
"Ellen, how was cryo sleep?" It didn't seem right to push it all at once so he was going to go sleep, Ellen was going to carry the majority opinion of the crew when he told her this.
"Stiff and cold, not much else than that to really say, Captain" Anders moved around the Captains chair, staring into the planet below them. "What I can say a lot about is that planet there. It has unique Earth-like traits and is only a tenth larger than what our home planet is. There is also the differences in where their oceans lie and where the bodies of water are located." The Captain only kept one ear open to her, his concentration more on how he wanted to tell her that this was to be the New Earth for them.
"It would be the perfect place for us to colonise in light of us being incapable of Slipspace travel" Cutter spluttered and spit, turning to Anders in surprise as she had so easily seen his thoughts. The scientist, however, gave him a unimpressed look.
"Captain, half of the ships crew expected. The ODSTs? They've preparing for it. You should see all the warthogs they managed to repair and the ammunition they were able to restock using the ships foundry. The Marines themselves have been readying their firebases to turn them into living arrangements. Sir, we've all already expected this" As she said this several Naval personnel nodded their heads to the Captain, showing that they too knew.
Cutter let out a fresh stream of breath, his head resting gently against the back of his leather Captains chair. "What of the Spartans? How do they feel about this" The Spartans were the most dangerous and arguably greatest asset. The only thing that got in the way was their loyalty to the UNSC and all Spartans were crisp and clear in Military protocol.
"The Spartans are loyal to the UNSC. But right now we're unsure if there is even anything left of humanity besides a few rundown buildings and skeletons, so you are the UNSC to them now until proven otherwise." He? The leader of humanity only due to being the highest ranking man that had survived the Covenant Genocidal campaign? That left a bitter taste in his mouth. But then again, he wasn't particularly in a position to be picky.
"Then what do you think Anders? This planet, though very similar to Earth, isn't really the most welcoming" He was referring to the large lumbering masses that wandered through most of the landmass that the planet sported. The original expedition of ODST's had dropped with a full squad of twenty but returned with only five. Though the five were more or less fine psychologically, given horrific events such as the glassing of planets, genocidal aliens and the ODST's own psychological training had shielded them from what would have surely haunted a normal mans dreams that is if that normal man had also not fought against the flood. As it stood these Giants were more or less indestructible, being capable of rapid regeneration and it's only instinct was to hunt down people. But there was a small weakness on the nape of its neck that can easily be hit with the application of jetpacks.
"We don't really have a choice Captain" Anders seemed grim as she responded, "Even if this isn't the best option I can't really say drifting out in the middle of space is more preferable than this. In the end, this is what's best"
Cutter sighed as he rested his hand on his face, his eyebrows knitted together as he thought it over. Finally he decided on a course of action, "Send down Firebases, Alpha through Echo and make them establish a perimeter on the surface. Get it secure and then we'll transport material onto the surface to build a more stable defense. Serina" A blue hologram appeared next to him, the AI having been asleep for most of the trip to help conserve her lifespan, "I want you to coordinate with the ground forces. Make sure everything is done properly and efficiently"
The AI nodded, a small smile on her lips as she disappeared.
"You know if we're restarting humanity, we'll have to fly by a new banner" Anders said contemplatively as she typed into her datapad.
Cutter frowned, "I don't see anything wrong with UNSC" Anders frowned at him but all she got was a noncommittal grunt. She sighed disappointedly before turning on her heel and moving outside the Bridge.
"If you need me Captain, I'll be somewhere else" She disappeared into the catacombs of the ship and Cutter leaned back onto his chair.
"Well I can already tell this is going to be a long day"
So I found this sitting on my Google Drive and nostalgia hit me like a truck. So I was like, you know what why not. It's semi-original!
Note the UNSC doesn't replace the SnK faction, the UNSC is a separate Faction. If I do continue this I'ma probably time skip through it all as I'm way to busy to write the intricacies of building a civilisation using already designed technology from a ship that can spew resources from its port side to its exhaust port. Don't worry Cutter would still be alive by the time they meet the men and women in the SnK world. You know if this get's popular enough to get me to continue or hell you guys who are aspiring authors can use it as a basis for a similar story. BTW if I do make this again it'd be an Uber-powered UNSC and there would be, almost (ALL MY STORIES MUST HAVE SOME SEMBLANCE OF A PLOT) no plot because I'm already fagged out with Naruto:The Voyage. So really this is only for people who want some UNSC killage