Hello! :3 Well this is going to be my first and hopefully not my last Halo Fanfiction, this is a Work in Progress so i need critizing on my grammar, punctuations and stuff... anyways i hope you guys enjoy my Fanfiction! and we'll have a fun ride by you guys reading and reviewing my work and i'll fun having good feedback about my fanfic. anyways. Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Gunshots all over... Hot bullet casings falling towards the war-torn ground of Suez, The marines of escorts a Lone SPARTAN-III that seeks to stop the Covenant Loyalists on the track on Re-activating the Ark.

The SPARTAN carries a M392 Designated Marksman Rifle, along with Covenant seperatist that chose to disobey the Prophet's orders. Their leader; Atoredas Vadamee the cousin of the current arbiter Thel' Vadamee leads a 15 man squad in support for the defense of Earth against the Covenant Loyalist's invasion for the sacred artifacts.

The Humans and the Seperatists are to hold off large battalions of Covenant Loyalists within the boundariesof the Suez Canal desperately trying to get reinforcements from HQ, However the combined strength of the Humans and the Seperatist are getting shot off every minute by the continuous onslaught of the Covenant.

There were plasma fire all over... Everywhere you look you will see dead grunts who have been sent to their deaths by those barbaric Brutes.. It was total hell as I remember that day...

"HQ HQ THIS IS TASK FORCE ALPHA WE ARE PINNED AT GRID 0396939 REQUESTING IMMEDIATE REINFORCEMENTS OVER!" A Marine said hastly over the radio.

"Th-s is Sier-a Cr-road Ne-tive on t- supp-t ov-r H- C-..."

The signal went out after these static words.

"Sir! WHAT DO WE DO?" Sgt. Kiok shouting while taking fire from the Loyalist

"We'll hold them off as long as we can until reinforcements arrive! Do you understand Soldier?" said A249 as he commanded his men.

"Sir Yes SIR!, ALRIGHT MEN! YOU HEARD THE SPARTAN! WE'll DIG IN UNTIL REINFORCEMENTS and EVAC ARRIVES. HOOAH!" The Sergeant said with pride.

The Sergeant's men were technically inexperienced, having been freshly out from boot camp, they have no combat experience.

"HOOAH!" The Marines said proudly under fire.

As Gunshots and Plasma fire continue to reign over the battle torned streets of Suez, A249 stood up ran to the Seperatist's commander, Atoredas Vadamee.

"Atoredas!" A249 cried

"Yes Demon!"

"We need supressing fire on those bastards so we could setup our Heavy Machine gun! Do you hear me ELITE?"

The Sangheili nodded his head as a sign of hearing and understanding the order and proceded to give orders to his own men.

"Ok! We need to lay supressive fire for the Demon, to them enough time to setup their Weapon of destruction! Give those Brutes HELL!" Atoredas ordered.

The situation was getting worse every minute, The Marines and the loyalist were losing ground, losing cover, they needed to get that reinforcement fast, or the Canal... The city will fall..

-3 - 5 Hours earlier-

"MAN DOWN! MEEEEEDICC!"

"Ah crap... another one.. I'm Coming!" Jenkins shouted.

-Chapter End-