Glassed Former Farm Lands of Planet Harvest
March 27, 2528
Sgt. Hemin, Leroy J.
2nd squad, 1st platoon, Kangaroo Company, 3rd battalion, 216th Star Regiment, 105th Helljumper Division
Orbital Drop Shock Trooper of the UNSC Marine Corps
"I'm done," I thought to myself. I had just witnessed the love of my life, a marine lieutenant of my company, get stabbed in the heart by an Elite with an energy sword. Little blood was oozing out due to the hot temperature of the energy sword drying the blood on impact.
"Susan!" I shouted as the Elite threw her to the glassed ground. After the Elite heard me shout he edged back a little.
"Come on, you son of a bitch!" I yelled to this orange-colored Elite who was clearly an infantry major.
"As you wish," mumbled the Elite. I ran toward him while opening fire with my MA37. My ammo counter went to zero in less than 5 seconds when I had just taken down his shields.
"Fight me! Fight me with your bare hands," I said to this eight foot tall creature. We both looked at each other with angered eyes when suddenly he pushed me to the ground and activated his energy sword.
I spat towards him and said, "Fuck you… and your race."
"This will be an honorable death for you, human," muttered the Elite. He raised his sword and swung…
