Hello! This is my first Halo fanfic so CONSTRUCTIVE criticisim is appreciated. Not terribly Canon but I wanted to try something new. So without further adoo...
As the smoke swirls around me on the battle field, I can hear the rapid fire of Battle rifles and smell the stench of plasma-
burned flesh. To my left I see the flash of an energy sword. Instinctively, I raise my own, taken from the body of one of my
fallen guards after mine was lost, to block it. With a hiss and a crackle they come together, and the immense strength of
the Sangheili behind the blow becomes evident. However, it is not I who stumbles from the recoil of the blades but he, for
there are few Sangheili who can match my strength. The strength of a Spartan born and raised by human hands, but
trained and battle tested by the greatest Sanheilians of the Covenant.
I do NOT own Halo(cool as that would be).
The Chapters will be getting longer and revised as I go along so bear with me please. Any and all reviews are greatly appreciated! Feel free to point out any spelling errors as well.
