"Hey."
"Yeah?"
"You ever wonder why we're here?"
"It's one of life's greatest mysteries, isn't it? Why are we here?"
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A Pelican dropship carrying a Scorpion tank attached to its tail descended from space to a boxed canyon down below. Inside its hatch-sealed internal bay were two men wearing the same MJOLNIR V Powered Assault Armor. Their names were Michael J. Caboose and Fenix T. Valiance. The two had their own row of seats to themselves since they were the only passengers aboard. Caboose used his side as a bed, snoring loudly as he slept. Fenix sat properly in his seat, holding his helmet in his hands, staring at the visor of his helmet.
The two wore the same armor, but different variations of it. Caboose wore the regular standard edition that was smooth, but bulky. Fenix's armor was a more heavily modified version; It was thinner than Caboose's and more rugged-looking, and unlike Caboose's armor, which was completely colored blue, there were only stripes of blue around his right shoulder, the sides of his helmet, and left knee. His armor color was a metallic dark gray for the most part.
"Heads up ladies, we'll be landing soon." The pilot announced over the COM.
A sigh came from Fenix as he turned over his helmet and pulled it on. Darkness blinded him. Then everything brightened; His Helmet Mounted Display activated. There were several readouts along the edges of his screen: A health meter, a shield gauge, a tracker for weapons carried, and all the other basic necessities. He looked to the seat on his left and laying on it was his issued sidearm: An M6D Magnum Sidearm. Picking it up, he inserted a magazine into it and pulled back on the slide, readying it for use. Standing up, he holstered his Magnum onto the side of his right leg where the magnetic weapon holder strips would be. It magnetically locked and stayed in place.
He walked over to the sleeping Caboose and nudged him. Caboose groaned as he awakened, yawning and stretching out his body. Finally opening his eyes, he saw Fenix, who turned to face the ramp door that slowly began to open. Caboose quickly sat upright and put on his helmet and gear.
"I'll be making this a real quick drop, so you guys better haul ass outta here! I'm on a tight schedule!"
A few minutes of silence filled after the Pelican came to a stop. A loud click followed and the Scorpion tank dropped to the ground below. Fenix was the first to jump off and land on the tank with ease. He hopped off of the tank and looked up to see Caboose do the same...
Thud!
Minus the graceful landing.
"Son of a bitch..." Caboose muttered as he tried to get back up on his feet, only to somehow lose his balance and fall off the tank. Fenix walked over to help him up. "Thanks..." He said, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment.
Instead of responding, Fenix looked to his right. Caboose did the same and saw two Spartans approaching them. One was cobalt colored while the other was teal...or aqua. Fenix crossed his arms and stood alongside Caboose as the two colored Spartans deliberately ignored them, walking straight past them and up to the tank.
"...Why aren't they talking to us?" Caboose whispered to Fenix.
Fenix shrugged his arms as an answer before looking to the base with blue emblems on it. He walked away from the group, deciding it was useless to speak right now if they were being treated like F.N.G's. He might as well explore the base that he'll be stationed in for a long time until they kill the opposition: The Reds. Who he presumed would be on the other side of this canyon with their own base as well.
His first place of exploration was the roof where there was nothing of interest except for the teleportation device. He remembered before getting shipped out, a couple of rumors about the malfunctioning of teleporters when entering. It can either take you to the place where it's supposed to take you...or somewhere else...
Stepping in front of the teleporter, he stared at the green reflection of himself on it. A grin formed on his face underneath his helmet.
Guess it wouldn't hurt to test out the rumors...
Taking a few steps back, he pulled out his sidearm and pointed it straight ahead. But just as he took the first step into charging at the teleporter, he hesitated. He glanced over to where the Scorpion tank was. One name came into mind: Caboose.
I can't just leave him by himself...
Just then, he heard Caboose's voice.
"Uh, Mister Church? Sir? Sorry about calling your girlfriend a slut..."
"ROOKIE! SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP, YOU'RE DRIVING ME CRAZY, GET INSIDE THE BASE!"
Fenix looked back to the teleporter.
...I guess I can.
He charged straight into the teleporter, a green light blinding him until whatever conscious he had left faded away into nothing...
Before Fenix even realized it, he found himself ramming face first into a giant rock. Hitting the ground, he lost his grip of his M6D which bounced into a nearby stream which was moving to a nearby waterfall.
Ow...
Getting back up on his feet, he realized both his hands were free.
Wait...where's my gun?
Looking around, he saw that it was nowhere to be found. He sighed, feeling like an idiot for not holding onto his weapon tight enough. Pushing the missing gun aside, he now took the time to realize where he was. It was nothing like Blood Gulch. The place was grassy with trees, giant rocks, rivers and streams, and huge wall outcroppings everywhere. It looked completely untouched by human civilization. He shook his head vigorously, realizing what he was doing.
Okay, that's enough sightseeing. Time to figure out where the hell am I...Can't expect to find an answer by just standing here...
Moving up the hill until he reached a more flat surface, he dropped to the ground after a huge shadow passed over him. Looking up, he gasped in shock and awe as he saw what looked to be an alien, no, Covenant dropship.
I thought the Master Chief destroyed the Covenant Armada? Could this mean that I'm in the past?
Putting the questions aside for now, the ship had moved elsewhere and he got back up and proceeded onwards...cautiously. To his left, across the small stream, he saw something that was emitting smoke. Quickly running over to it, he immediately identified the thing as an escape pod. There were ammo supplies and plenty of human weapons scattered around. Human weapons meant people.
Weapons and supplies are all over the place. Where's the bodies, though? Maybe they made it out of here alive... He looked towards the direction the Covenant ship went. Could they have been searching for them? God, I hope they didn't find them yet...
He grabbed a new M6D and an SRS99C-S2 AM Sniper Rifle that was laying around. He mounted the rifle on his back and pulled out his sidearm before following the direction the Covenant had taken. It lead him up another slope where as soon he gotten up to the top, he saw a huge structure with several other small buildings around it. Once again, Fenix was flabbergasted. Suddenly, a bright blue ball of energy had shot up towards the sky from the tallest building there which had snapped him back to reality as he watched it soar up high into the blue sky until he couldn't see it no more. Looking back down, he holstered his Magnum and pulled his sniper rifle out. Aiming through the scope, he looked around and wasn't pleased with what he saw.
Covenant crawling all over the place...Huh?
His radio began to pick up something. It sounded like gunfire. Human gunfire. It ended abruptly. His NAV marker appeared and pointed underneath all the structures.
An underground interior...Looks like that's where I need to go.
"Demon!"
Fenix turned to see a Grunt standing nearby a tree by the cliff edge and it was staring right at him. He shot it before it had a chance to run.
Time to relocate. They'll be coming for me now.
Standing up, he switched to his sidearm and sprinted to the left along the rock wall. Plenty of rocks to use for cover. Hiding behind one, he paid attention to his motion tracker as several bleeping red targets passed by. If that wasn't enough, then the loud chattering of the aliens was enough to tell him they were passing by his rock. Careful not to make a noise, he poked his head out to the right to see a Red Elite followed by Grunts and Jackals. Pulling out a grenade, he cooked it and tossed it over them so that it would land directly in front of them. The grenade blew, blowing up all of the grunts and Jackals and breaking the Elite's shield. Fenix finished him off with a couple of shots before moving onward.
Hiding behind a tree, he kept himself crouched as he poked his head out slightly. He saw a couple of dead human bodies between the large structure that shot out the beam and a smaller structure. Reloading his magnum, he slid out from cover and sprinted forward, only to stop when he was being hit from above. Looking up, he returned fire at the Elites and Grunts above as he backpedaled, not doing much effect since they had higher grounds and more cover. Reaching cover behind a wall, he pulled out another grenade and tossed it up there. Only a few grunts flew after the explosion. Using this time to past by, he proceeded to follow the dead human body trail into an entrance that lead underground.
Bingo.
Going down, he encountered a few Grunts who did not expect a Spartan from behind. As he reached a room, he saw a Jackal get mercilessly gunned down by a human wielding an MA5B Assault Rifle. The man looked up and aimed his rifle at Fenix only to lower it. He gasped in shock, eyes widening.
"Another Spartan? Guys, over here!"
Several other humans either wearing fatigues or body army crossed the small little bridges over to them. They all reacted the same way the guy did, but started hooting all of a sudden.
"Ha ha! Those Covenant don't stand a chance now!" One of the marines said.
"Now they gotta deal with two Spartans! Hoorah!"
So I am in the past...I guess I better start leading these men since I'm a leader to them.
"What are your orders, Sir?" A marine asked Fenix.
"We secure the area and wait for evac. Let's move." He ordered.
"We're moving out, Marines!"
Now having reinforcements behind him, Fenix and the marines proceeded to kill any Covenant infantry in the area. After clearing up the area, everyone regrouped at the tall structure on top.
"Any casualties?" Fenix asked as all the marines grouped around him.
"None, sir."
"Good, now-"
"Hey, look up!"
They all looked above to see a Pelican dropship soaring above them. Fenix's radio crackled loudly as a voice spoke.
"This is Bravo 22. Is anyone down there?"
"We're down here, Bravo 22. We could use a lift if ya don't mind." One of the marines replied.
"Roger that. I'll be setting her down now."
Fenix followed behind the marines very slowly as they went down. As they reached the Pelican, the marines got inside and strapped themselves in.
"Come on, Spartan! Get in!" The marines shouted, motioning for him to get in.
"Banshees! They're approaching us fast!" The pilot shouted. "I gotta get this bird in the air!"
All of a sudden, his NAV marker activated and he turned to his right to see it was set...over the cliff edge?
"Spartan! Where are you going?"
Fenix bolted to the right of the Pelican and jumped right over the edge.
"What the hell!"
As he fell through the sky, Fenix prayed that this wasn't a mistake. Then, as if answering his prayers, a familiar green light blinded him and his mind drifted away into sleep once more...
Waking up, Fenix found himself lying on the concrete ground, staring up at the same blue sky. Only when he got back up on his feet did he realize that he was back in Blood Gulch. He checked his back to see that he still had his sniper rifle.
So...All that really did happen? Wow. I guess the rumors are true...Hope those marines got out of there in time...
Hearing footsteps, he looked to his left to see Caboose and the two other Spartans come up the ramp. They stopped at the edge, staring at something out there apparently. Standing alongside Caboose, he saw what they were staring at: A Red soldier out in the open holding what appeared to be a blue flag. Their blue flag.
He looked over to Caboose.
"What I miss?"
"Dude...You don't even want to know."
Lone Effortz is back, baby! And this time, he's here to stay. I suppose I should explain myself to you reviewers who read this story before as to why I never announced about leaving. A couple of months ago, I was going through some personal matters and well...I sort of dropped everything I did on the internet. My partner, formally known as Clinging Hope, through months of persistence, convinced me to come back and well here I am.
However...I've been out of it for three months so I feel like I've decreased my performance as a writer. Nevertheless, I will finish this story this time around and I hope you will still read it as you did before. My partner isn't around to help me since he's working on his own giant project and he has to worry about school exams. So, I'm completely solo...for now.
To all you new viewers, I hope you all enjoy this story. Take it for what it's worth. It may not be the best story you ever read and there may be errors, but this was my first story ever here on Fanfiction and I intend to finish it.
See you all later.