The Covenatnt, I was born four years into the war, at 18 I signed up to fight the covenant alongside with the UNSC.
After two long years in basic I graduated, immediately I was put into battle with ODSTs. I served for four years, it was a miracle I survived that long. I was announced the strongest, fastest, and smartest human to live through the war.
Pheh... alot of good that did me. Not a week after the war we descovered how full some of the covenant's beliefs where.
December, 2552 A large group of covenant followers (about another 7 billion) still did not renounce their beleifs. They would still attack,
we would still fight and die. ONI belived that we needed better security. The result? Us, the Spartan 4 project. Our names wiped from the UNSC records until we announced a success or a failure. Only the greatest of heroes would be able to undergo the procedure. Did we have a choice? No, we were like the the little kids abducted for the Spartan 2s. We even needed a certain gene, very common before the war, now chances of finding a candidate where slim to none. Guess fate either really hates me, or really loves me. If the choice was mine, would I have still become a Spartan 4? Of course, master chief was my hero and I would have loved to be more like him.
Two years of tourment, pain, and suffering all ended in three Spartan 4s. My new "friends" Codename: Shadow, Speacialty: Sniping, Recon Helmet, Sniper Bullet left shoulder, Recon right shoulder, Mark VI Chest Piece. Codename: The Reaper, Speaciality: Heavy weapons, CQC Helmet, GUNGNIR left shoulder, UA Security right shoulder, Sapper Chest. Me: Codename: Rex, the king. Speacialty: Explosive Ordenance Distribution. EVA (C), Commander right shoulder,
and Grenidear left shoulder.
I know this isn't what happened after the war, but this is FanFiction, this is what i think would happen if the covenant conintued to attack.
