From Author: LEGENDARY ICON
"A short story, hopefully its loved and cherished"
"This is a short story that I have been working on for some time"
"READ,REVIEW, and ENJOY!"
CHAPTER 1
DEATH
A War had broken out between 2 vicious Clans. 2 Clans from the North and South. One strong for their training and ambition.
The other strong for their will and determination. These 2 Clans have reached their point in this war. Made by 2 individuals with goals.
A set of goals that would change their fates. Changing the course of there heritage. A planned path for both Clans. Until now.
10 YEARS OF WAR…...
Massive town named "Helmsman" was burned to the ground. A male SPARTAN IV in armor named "WETWORK". His Spartan colors were solid black. His name was known as "DAWN". His lights glowed white. He walked past ashes of dead. Ashes of burned buildings. His eyes looked left and right. His hands tightened. The day had gone bad with all the hatred. His Spartan body armor was slightly chipped.
Around each of his armor plates. His breathing became faster.
Looking back and forth. All he could see down the blackened road path was nothing. Ashes made into a long path. His heart felt the suffering pain.
He stopped walking. Sounds of screaming and voices went through his mind.
"Daddy, will wait for you"said his son named "Jeffery"
Dawn looked down at his feet. Under his feet were hand prints of his 7 year old son. Instantly he dropped to his knees quickly.
His knee cap armor slammed hard into the ashes. His hands both dug into the ashes. Gripping them tightly.
Within his helmet his scans showed the ashes scans.
Yet the voice of his son went on through his mind.
"Daddy,Daddy,Daddy?!"it continued
Dawn slammed his fists into the ground. His hands shook. The sky was clouded. Bits of ashes continued to drop all around him. Dawn felt horrible.
Knowing that his worst enemy had done this. Gone to the point that he never thought possible. Dawn looked up as he heard the scream again.
Instantly rushing to his feet he ran forward. Dawn dashed, his heavy feet slammed hard into the dead soil.
His thoughts of his wife.
"Please come back soon" said his wife named "Adriana"
"Dawn we need you"she continued
Dawn ran faster. Ashes slammed hard against his armored plating.
His eyes stared. His emotions gained a higher leverage over him. His eye sight went eye sight went blurry then slowly back.
He could see people running away in forms of built ashes. As he continued on this path he could hear voices.
"WAR?! NO!"yelled a voice
"WHY!?"yelled another
"They-They- No!"yelled another
"WE MADE A TREATY!"yelled Adriana
"DAD! WHY?!"yelled Jeffery
Dawn stopped running as he stared at a tall ashed bodied. Adriana looked back towards reached out with towards each other.
His memories went like a playback memory of a video. Instantly seeing what had happened. Dawn slid across the cold dead ashed ground.
Dawn ran forward and slid across the ground on his knees. He caught his wife as she dropped into his arms.
"Dawn…I-I-I love you…"she said
"Dad, I wanna be just like you a honest warrior"said Jeffery
Dawn held her tightly. Seconds after her words. She shattered instantly in his arms. He couldn't believe it. Only after hearing those words.
His world came crashing down in his mind. His own son and wife. Gone. Half his body was covered with ash covering.
Dawn stood up closing his eyes. His rage grew within him. His enemies have gone to far this time. Only one in particular.
Dawn grabbed ahold of the UNSC assault rifle on his back. It was colored black and blue.
Dawn walked out out of his north towards the next Village.
The Village named "Newalla".
HALO: WAR & FAMINE