The events in White Light take place at the same time as the events in Halo. If you have played Halo, you may remember that the Monitor mentions that there are other Halos. This is the account of a Military squad that had the bad luck to run into one.
Chapter 1 Entry
Outer Tricri Meteor Ring
1000 hours before contact
Whiskey. Is their anything better in the world? To Captain Pulmer, the answer was no. It was his water, his life. So he was understandably upset when his ship suddenly took a dive, spilling the contents of his glass everywhere. "Shit" He turned to his speaker. "Damn it, Freeman, I told you to make it a smooth ride!"
"Sir, we have multiple Covenant contacts! I make out three ships, maybe more. The interference from the meteors has sent all the systems to hell."
"Shit!" Pulmer slammed the table with his fists, causing the remaining bottles to topple over. "Shit!"
"Captain, are you all right?"
"No I'm not all right, my god damn whiskey spilled."
"Sir?"
"What is it now?"
"The Covenant?"
"Oh right. How many turrets are left?"
"Standby, running a systems check. I see three-" an explosion rocked the ship. "Make that two left."
"Ammo supply?"
"Full."
"Alright, I want both turrets to have men on them now. Tell them to target the thrusters. I want men positioned at every entrance to the ship. Make sure none of those bastards get in. And please send someone to get me some whiskey."
Outer Tricri Meteor Ring
0900 hours before contact
Voice Diary of Walter Freeman
The covenant have been hitting us pretty hard for the past hour. The Captains too drunk to notice. I don't think any of us are going to survive this.
The two turrets we have left are running out of ammo. We managed to take on ship out, but two move arrived. These bastards just keep coming.
We found a strange ring like object. I'm going to land on it, it might be our last hope. I'm going to land in the artic part of the ring. We might be able to lose the Covenant there.
Walter Freeman, Pilot of the Stomchaser, Outer Tricri Meteor Ring.
So ends chapter 1. I'm sorry about the length, the others will be much longer.
Chapter 1 Entry
Outer Tricri Meteor Ring
1000 hours before contact
Whiskey. Is their anything better in the world? To Captain Pulmer, the answer was no. It was his water, his life. So he was understandably upset when his ship suddenly took a dive, spilling the contents of his glass everywhere. "Shit" He turned to his speaker. "Damn it, Freeman, I told you to make it a smooth ride!"
"Sir, we have multiple Covenant contacts! I make out three ships, maybe more. The interference from the meteors has sent all the systems to hell."
"Shit!" Pulmer slammed the table with his fists, causing the remaining bottles to topple over. "Shit!"
"Captain, are you all right?"
"No I'm not all right, my god damn whiskey spilled."
"Sir?"
"What is it now?"
"The Covenant?"
"Oh right. How many turrets are left?"
"Standby, running a systems check. I see three-" an explosion rocked the ship. "Make that two left."
"Ammo supply?"
"Full."
"Alright, I want both turrets to have men on them now. Tell them to target the thrusters. I want men positioned at every entrance to the ship. Make sure none of those bastards get in. And please send someone to get me some whiskey."
Outer Tricri Meteor Ring
0900 hours before contact
Voice Diary of Walter Freeman
The covenant have been hitting us pretty hard for the past hour. The Captains too drunk to notice. I don't think any of us are going to survive this.
The two turrets we have left are running out of ammo. We managed to take on ship out, but two move arrived. These bastards just keep coming.
We found a strange ring like object. I'm going to land on it, it might be our last hope. I'm going to land in the artic part of the ring. We might be able to lose the Covenant there.
Walter Freeman, Pilot of the Stomchaser, Outer Tricri Meteor Ring.
So ends chapter 1. I'm sorry about the length, the others will be much longer.