Introduction

The military docking bay was abuzz with the noise of the incoming Pelican Drop ships, the new `Recruits` were on their way aboard UNSC Infinity. Among those newbies was Private Eva Amare, a specifically trained Air Assault Spartan IV looking to put her skills to the test against the rivals of Requiem.

Her eyes scanned the massive, basically-classed planet cracker, as the other Spartan's were shown the way to the armory by the ship's A.I., Roland. Eva on the other hand didn't go, she wasn't there to be flocked like the rest, she was there for recruitment of Fireteam Zealot. You see, her skills were noticed when she single handedly took out the opposing team of a War Games simulation based on Earth, an extermination of sorts, though nobody was killed. She was a natural born, born to be a Spartan, born to be in the Air. And that's how she won that simulation, her tricks with a jet pack were uncanny and should have been impossible to pull off, but Eva liked a challenge. And when she was to arrive on Requiem she was to find the hardest challenges she was to ever meet.

Feet First Into Hell

David Militus just stared at the female gawking the Infinity's docking bay, he laughed as he walked up to her:

"You do know, there is more to this beauty than just her backside?" He said as she turned on heels with a hand to her temple.

"Sir, Eva Amare reporting for..."

"Chill, girl, I believe in the motto, actions speak louder than words, and words aint worth nothin' to me or my Spartans'." He said stopping her mid-sentence.

He motioned for her to follow him and began his tour of the Infinity, starting with his assembly point for his team.

"Each day we meet here, debrief, gear up and head out." He said walking her around the football field sized 'room' where armour assemblies lay on each side.

"Sir, permission to speak?" Eva asked.

"Sure." He rolled his eyes, though Eva didn't see.

"What about a battle plan, do you just act on impulse on the battlefield?" She said.

He turned and faced her, eyes locked with a stern gaze that was almost piercing her soul.

"Did you plan when you took out those noobs on Earth? Did you plan when you fought for your life in those first few days of enrollment to the Spartan project? Did you plan to be recruited onto my team and risk your life travelling to Requiem? Plans change, girl, and I like change."

Thankfully the situation changed, and the tour cut short, when the alarm was raised for slipspace. Eva prepped her way into a suit assembly point, her skin coloured armour was bolted to her at each point major in battle; shoulders, legs, chest, forearms and head. Her shoulders were standard E.V.A based gear, the same with her twin-plated forearms and over-locking legs. And her chest was of the aviator variant, topping it all off with a Prime themed Recruits helmet with orange visor. In her armour she felt safe, but in the Air, she felt alive.

"I can see myself in your visor, pretty." David chuffed as he walked toward her in his own armour, very military she thought, very manly. She smiled to herself and followed his lead to the docking bay again.

"Prepare to drop, girl, we're going in head first!" He told as they ran to the Pelican codenamed Babydoll by him and their pilot, Dolly Babette. It exited the mid-section of Infinity and began its descent into Requiem.

"Where's the rest of Zealot?" Eva yelled as the Pelican rolled and dove in the dog-fight like battle of the area surrounding Requiem's entrance.

"They hit ground 24 hours before you arrived, Christian holds down a fort with Castle Team, while Leo keeps a sharp eye on Crimson Team." He replied.

"`K Dave, Imma drop you two love birds in Valley, there's some Split-lipped bastards attacking a research team and some grubs that need Spartan help." The pilot announced through their comms.

Eva thought this would be a good chance to show her skills of aviation and popped her comms on to Dolly.

"Pilot could you back around toward the enemy, I'd like to take a different approach to this, if I may, Sir?" She said turning to her commanding officer. He nodded and told Dolly to pull Babydoll around toward the buggers.

"Good luck, girl." Militus said as she stood to depart.

Her visor lit up, comms flashed up ON, Radar lit up like a Christmas tree, ON, status for her jet pack, FULL. The back of the metallic bird flew open and she faced away from the enemy as she prepared to jump. `Don't screw this up Eva` She thought.