Halo: Combat Strike

Prologue

Spartan-227, also know as Mike, sat alone in the docking bay of "Death Row" a ship similar to the pillar of autumn, but larger, faster and more powerful. And instead of having such a small crew, it has a crew of at least 480 able bodies , not including all 370 soldiers it was transporting to a small planet in a distant galaxy called Haznel, a planet under covenant control, but the allied armies need it for the metal, new weapons, armor ships, repairs, and new robots.

The fact that he could get the metal was why he was going, instead of staying on earth and helping the human army. The metal is all he could think about. There were people in this very ship that won't survive the landing and others that won't make it much longer. His friends like Arthur and Ashley; they wouldn't survive without there armor repaired, because they are the special ops called Spartans, and they go for the heaviest missions and objectives.

He sat there so long, thinking, that he didn't hear the captain- captain Ashley, the Spartan that saved his life multiple times- walked into the room and sat down next to him, just starring there.

"Uh, you really should get prepared for the boarding of the pelicans, while be there in about ten minutes" she told him, he was so surprised to hear her talking next to him that he jumped up

"I'm always ready, unlike you, who wasn't prepared for a attack and looked like swiss cheese , you got blasted so much" he replied in a voice that was cold and empty behind the suit helmet, even his blue eyes that usually sparkle were dull, dark, cold and unwelcoming.

"Well, I was just trying to let you know, not like it was a order" she said as she turned on her heel and trotted off to the rest of the squad waiting over at the door, all suited up and ready to go.