Chapter 1

Lost

"CATCH!" Shouted a marine, throwing an SMG in the direction of a hidden Spartan, the spartan grabbed the flying gun with ease quickly turning and taking out several Jackal's from a distant sniper tower, a beam from a beam rifle grazed the spartan, he doesn't flinch, he turns to the other Jackals and shoots short bursts of controlled fire in there direction, sending them flying off of the second sniper tower. The marine watches in awe as the spartan takes down more incoming Jackals, he snaps himself out of his state of adoration and grabs an assault rifle resting against the cover near him, he takes out a hidden Jackal before it could get a shot off on him, a misdirected beam is shot from the deceased Jackal in one last spasm.

"How many Jackals' are there!?" the Marine shouts across to the Spartan who is continuing to take out wave after wave with no real effort at all.

"I can not be sure" said the Spartan calmly as he gets a perfect headshot on a running Jackal "That's 57 marine, you'd better stop your chatting and start your firing!"

The marine nods with a small smile on his face, he turns back to the incoming Jackals who are now increasing in numbers, he shoots rapidly in there direction hitting several of them, they collapse on top of eachother.

"Marine get on that hill over there" The spartan points towards a raised area of land "See how many more there are, oh and take this"

The Spartan reaches into a box and pulls out a sniper rifle, he throws it towards the marine, who struggles to catch the mighty weapon, the marine nods in agreement and rushes off towards the hill, keeping his head down along the way.

The Spartan notices a Jackal taking aim on the running marine, he quickly aims and fires, the Jackal's head explodes into a mass of blood and brains and the body falls slowly to the ground. The Marine reaches his position, he goes prone and stares blankly into the distance.

"oh god no" said the marine "WRAITH COMING THIS WAY!"

A Covenant vehicle was proceeding towards the spartans' position, the marine fires his sniper rifle once and takes out the machine gunner on the top of the wraith, he looks back in terror towards the spartan who calmly puts one thumb up.

Suddenly the spartan was running towards the wraith, the marine had to act fast he looks down the scope on his sniper rifle and starts firing, taking out Jackals who are walking by the side of the Wraith, the spartan starts to dodge the Wraith's attacks, the wraith begins to speed up it's firing, nearly catching the spartan with one of the shots.

The Spartan quickly jumps onto the front of the Wraith and rips open the drivers hatch, he grabs a hold of the driver and delivers one swift punch to the Jackals face, breaking it's neck, he throws the limp body out of the wraith and jumps into the vehicle.

The Jackals notice this and become scared, they begin to back away quickly, the spartan turns the Wraith's gun 180 degrees and starts to fire rapidly at the Jackals, the marine watches on in amazement as body parts start to fly in all directions.

"RUN AWAY!" shouts one of the Jackals and the army turn and run as fast as they can, the wraith firing quickly behind them.

And then there was none, the Jackals had retreated, the marine jumped up to his feet and inspected the landscape, the Jackals were definately running alright, he could hardly see the remainder of them. The Spartan jumped out of the Wraith, he casually began to stroll towards the marine, they had just won a huge battle.

"For a marine, you didn't do too badly" the Spartan said as he began to get closer to the marine "I'm Spartan 259, or Doug is what you should call me."

"Peterson" the marine said grabbing the Spartan's hand in a manly handshake "Eddie Peterson. Um, Doug ... where are we?"

"I do not know, wherever we are, it's occupied by a great number of covenant" the Spartan answers with confusion.

"When the aircraft crashed closeby, there was 4 others in my squad, perhaps we should start by finding them, then we can work from there?" the marine said with much more confusion than the Spartan.

The Spartan nods, he discards an empty cartridge from his SMG and replaces it quickly.

"Well Eddie, let's find your squad" the Spartan said putting the SMG in it's holster "We'll start by following the fleeing Jackals, hurry."