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Beyond Reach
Transmission between Master chief and Spartan113:
Spartan113's whereabouts: KIA.
Master Chief's whereabouts: MIA.
S.113: chief! I can't hold em for much longer!
Master Chief: Stay down trooper! We've got a MEDVAC coming your way.
S.113: chief! They're closing in!!
Master Chief: I said stay down!
S.113: Sir, I don't want to die out here!!
Master Chief: You won't, trooper. Now keep your wits and hold back that drop ship!
S.113: No! Sir! They're, they're, Gaahhhh!
No! GAAAahhhh.
Master Chief: Spartan? Spartan! NO!
END TRANSMISSION.
Master Chief was stuck. He was pinned behind a wall with Covenant closing in slowly, but surely. They were grunts and elites, nothing he couldn't handle. But He had one problem. There were easily one thousand of them. That wouldn't have been a problem if he weren't alone.
Well, this sucks he thought to himself. Still, my backup won't be here for another hour, so I have to make the best of my remaining ammo.
The counter on his battle rifle counter read 0, He tossed it to the side. His SMG ammo counter read 10.
That's enough. He thought. Lets do this.
Master Chief was slowly making his way towards the center of the circle of vehicles on the front line. His SMG ammo meter read 9. He knew where the missing bullet was to.
Firmly lodged into the cortex of an enemy covenant. He thought to himself as he smiled. Nine bullets left, and I have to get to that drop ship!
Master chief knew that his only hope was stealth. He was half way to the covenant drop ship and he had to get there to save himself.
Twenty more yards! He screamed in his head. 10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!
"Devil! Monster!" A grunt screamed at the forest green figure sneaking towards their currently vacant ship. Master chief jumped, high. The shocks in his mijolnr mark IV battle armor launched him almost seven feet in the air. He landed on the open cockpit of the drop ship. Bang! Bang! Bang! Three shots, three kills. One grunt, one elite minor, and one elite marked, as the pilot of the ship Master Chief was about to confiscate. All the other covenant turned at the sound of a human weapon being fired. Master Chief's ammo count read 6.
Time to get the hell out of dodge! He thought to himself.
He got into the drop ship and fired once more at a charging Covenant brute. He then lifted off and had broken the atmosphere in less than ten minutes.
I should probably send a message to Captain Keys; the whole ship is probably wondering where I am! "Master Chief to Keys. I am safely off reach and am setting the autopilot on my drop ship to enter earth's orbit in ten days. Reach really needed that back up! Relay this information to the UNSC command center. Reach has been lost. Master chief is coming home.
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Master Chief, though the planet Reach was lost, was welcomed as a hero, but Commander Josiah interrupted his welcoming party with good news and bad news.
"Good news first" he spoke with the utmost glee. "We've found a new planet, habitable by humans, only seven light-years from earth!
The welcoming committee Shouted with joy at the thought.
"I'd better talk to the chief alone for the bad news."
"What is it, commander?" Master chief asked. If there was even the slightest touch of a hint of worry in his voice, Commander Josiah didn't detect it.
"The covenant has already found the planet. It's just a small group. normally we would Just send some marines. But we have the feeling they are hiding something, big."
"Exactly, how big?"
"New forerunner technology big. Bigger than any Halo. Chief, we think we've found the forerunners key to creating life! Like Flood and such, only much bigger. On the scale were we could create an entire race of marines, or-"
"COVENANT!" The worry was now highly detectable in Master Chiefs voice.