My first Halo fan fiction, hoping to keep it accurate enough that it could possibly be considered cannon.

The Final Fight of In Amber Clad By: A T F A.K.A; Spartan-938

Chapter One, Greenhorn in Black Armor

Lance put the black helmet over his head. He made sure his suit was secure and all it's systems were working. Lance was a UNSC Marine that had just gotten promoted to an ODST, his life long dream. He had researched all he could about the ODST's, how they existed even back in 2525, how they jumped "feet first into hell". He was with the 105th ODST Division, all members of which were regarded as the best ODST's around. He was stationed on the UNSC Destroyer In Amber Clad. He had researched all he could about the ship so that he could be the best he was, and be able to know his territory He normally used scoped weapons such as the BR55 Battle Rifle and the SRS99C-S2 AM Sniper Rifle. He took good care with his guns and armor. He left his barracks and headed for the pod bay. He would soon probably be dropping out of. He heard that ODST armor became more uncomfortable the longer it was worn and the wearer needed new armor when it got unbearable and too much of a problem. Lance walked into the bay and starred in awe at the pods. The Human Entry Vehicle, abbreviated HEV was a metal box like object a member of the Orbital Shock Drop Troopers used to get down to the battle field from orbit when taking a ship in was to risky. However the pods themselves were risky to use and would require luck and a skilled pilot of the ship your being dropped from to have aimed right. He heard stories of how HEV pods would sometimes land in water and the user would be sealed in. The ODST body suit was good in hard vacuum and supplied the user with 15 minutes of clean recycled air but after fifteen minutes with no rescue from the HEV, then it would become your coffin. Lance whistled and reached for one of the pods. He was about to touch it when the alarm sounded. He turned on his heel and ran out the door. He heard sounds of explosions nearby. He got to one of the main hallways that connected to a majority of the ship. Crewmen and marines were running in all directions. Some shouting, others relatively calm. Some other ODST's passed by heading for the drop bay. Lance turned on his COMM and listened over the open channels. ". . . latched! Check your targets and watch your crossfire They're in standard formation: little bastards up front, big ones in back. Good luck, Cairo." It hit Lance like a brick wall. The Covenant had found Earth and was attacking the Battle Cluster. Lance ran down some more halls and through a long series of doors till he reached the air lock that was connected to the Cairo. He grabbed a Battle Rifle from a near by marine who was giving out weapons to unarmed men and women. He knelt down infront of the door. His suit recognized the gun and had scanned it. A targeting reticule appeared in the middle of his visor, A motion tracker clicked up in the left corner realizing the user was engaging in combat. An ammunition gauge appeared along with a Grenade gauge, which read zero. There was a click in his suit. "Lance where are you? You should be in the drop bay! We don't know when we might be needed," a voice said. "Negative, they wont drop us till Cap'n Keys is back and sides, I need to cover the air lock, if her men get taken out then who'll cover her if she gets to the air lock. You know as well as I do that every marine in the Cairo will be busy trying to stay alive rather then keep someone else alive, especially when a huge fleet is knocking on our door, Lance out." Lance had probably just mouthed off to an officer of higher rank but he didn't care. A green acknowledgement light winked on his screen then disappeared. At lease the other ODST had agreed with him. It was a short time till he finally heard the blast doors opening. Captain Miranda Keye's, a couple officers and Sgt. Avery J. Johnson. Lance jumped up and saluted. "Sir's, welcome back, what's going on?" Miranda had ignored him and ran off with the other officers but Johnson lagged behind. "The Covenant just showed up and started blowing us out of the sky, now step aside marine, I got things to do." He took of with that down the hall. Lance became worried and thought they might soon be heading to the fight. As fun as being on a large space ship was, being on one during ship to ship combat wasn't looking all that great. As he made his way for the drop bay he realized that with all the ODST's on board that all the pods were taken. He keyed his COMM. "Sgt. Stacker Sir, this is ODST Private Lance Falcon, where do you want me sir?"

"I'm in one of the Pelican bays, In Amber Clad's going to head down planetside. Myself and a few more ODST's will head down to New Mombassa, I recommend you meet up with another fireteam and get on a pelican, Stacker out."

Lance rushed down the halls of the ship, going through some automated doors. He felt the ship shake a little during reentry. He slid off course into an armory to get some more ammo and grenades. He put four fragmentation grenades on his belt and slid a combat knife into the suits sheath on his back. He made sure to do a quick status check. No holes or tears. No breaks in the seals. No lose items. No problems. . .yet.

He got to a bay fifteen minutes later and waited. The ship had let out three pelicans, all of which were shot down, one completely vaporized. He boarded a pelican full of marines. That was about to launch to another part of New Mombassa. The stared at him with recognition and respect. They were going into battle with a member of the Elite Helljumpers. The Pelican bay door opened and the Pelican took off. Lance felt brave and was ready to fight for Earth, and unaware of it at the time, would later be fighting for his life.

I think that was an all right first chapter. Please leave comments but not to negative ones, this is my first time writing a fic for a game. I plan on uploading Chapter Two sometime soon and actually have some fighting. Also, I am aware that I had the abbreviation of Orbital Shock Drop Trooper in there like, twenty times, and I apologize for the repetitiveness. I plan on ending this story right where In Amber Clad crashes in High Charity.

All events in this story are fiction, and all the events in this story are based off a fictional video game.

A resource for information was Halopedia.

All trademarks, in game characters, events, items, etc. Copyright Bungie Studios

(PLEASE DON'T SUE ME.)