Jackal - CH 1
March 10th 2525 Forest near Spartan training facility on Reach
In the clearing which has no name, the sun is shining, grass is moving in the unseen wind and a couple of moa are grazing on whatever they eat (probably insects, seeds or something like that), hoping that nothing will interrupt them while they consume what is probably large quantities of food, but they were crudely interrupted by a loud and unacceptably bland clacking sound and a flash of what could only be described as anti-light which could only be detected by electronics, light speed reflexes and a sense of being blind which lingers even after the instant was over and you could see again.
Which predictably caused the moa to take flight and run away, which due to thinking that they were blind caused them to run full speed straight into a wooden object 20 metres away that wasn't there before knocking the moa out, and damaging the badly kept fence surrounding a lawn that looked like it had been cut once but that was probably because the electric lawnmower that was turned upside down by the shed had grass stuck to the blades along with what appeared to be pieces of the cable that was attached to the lawnmower.
The shed itself could be said to be undamaged if you completely ignore the fact that there is a tree growing right through the middle of the shed. The house looked like it had been rebuilt as it had a modern feeling when compared the shed tree hybrid aka Old Sheddsly (It even has a plaque by the shed doorway). The inside of the house was clean but it wasn't tidy as the house had just warped through universes and stuff had fallen down everywhere, Inside the main bedroom there is what once was a man but is now a completely different species called a Kig-Yar by the covenant, or called a jackal by humanity.
He is currently waking up right now.
Viewpoint change 1st person
I awaken and the first thing I notice is that I am on the floor not my bed, the second is that something big is between my eyes. I reach up to check but stop when I notice a clawed hand moving through my area of vision which stopped so I looked along its arm to see that it is attached to my shoulder. "Oh [S word] I have a claw hand thing" I get and run towards the bathroom where I check the mirror.
"AHHH" I recoil from the thing, I mean my image in the mirror before I recognise what it is, I mean what I am, my favourite covenant enemy a jackal from halo albeit in regular human clothes, which had been changed to fit it- my new form, wait my neighbours, my friends, my family did they change? Are they the same? Can they tell that I have changed? I run to the window to lookside but everything outside of my land had changed, no houses, only trees, grass and what appeared to be a couple of sleeping emus. The repeated shocks of the day cause me to pass out.
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