Spartan III: The Wasp Strikes
The year is 2768 A.D. The Orion section of the galaxy is in turmoil. The Covenant forces have risen once again to fight the humans. The Spartan II program was an extreme failure. All that is left of the Spartans is a dust-covered suit that once belonged to the war hero Spartan 117 Master Chief. He bravely sacrificed his life in the battle for Earth in the year 2559. He and four hundred other marines rushed a Covenant stronghold in Chicago to obtain the key to the remaining Halos to stop the Covenant from destroying the galaxy. He died later that week from a plasma shot that burned three inches into his skull.
The Covenant were in shock. How can one man's sacrifice halt a whole army? They retreated into the depths of the galaxy never to be seen or heard from again. Until now… A newly colonized planet on the edge of the galaxy just vanished from the inter-galactic charts. Search and rescue ships only found a plasma-scarred hull of a trading ship where the mighty planet used to be. It drifted like lost memory in the black void we call space. This event echoed through the galaxy and the U.N.S.C. knew what they had to do. A cry for the lost warriors called the Spartans was heard and one man was there to answer. His name is Wasp…
Wasp awoke to the sound of a swamp mosquito buzzing in his ear. "Another typical", morning he thought. He grabbed the mosquito in mid-air with lightning fast speed and crushed its helpless body between his fingers with a satisfying crunch. He is stranded on this forest planet until the four million bounty on his head is lifted. It is very rare when every major current government official in office knows your name, but Wasp wanted everyone to know his name. His fame came from all the gruesome murders he committed. He is a vigilante, a person putting crime in their own hands. Every planet he travels to… he intends to kill.
His bloodlust started when he was a teenager and his parents were killed in front of his very eyes. The memory of his parent's blood splattered on the walls still burns in his mind today. The man who was thought to have committed the crime was found two days later hanging from his entrails on a tree with the sentence "Wasp was here" carved into his chest. He also had a sniper bullet lodged into his forehead reading "S.L.A.W.", which meant sting like a wasp. Wasp was never seen on that planet again…
Wasp grabbed his sniper rifle and left his camp to hunt for food. He was starting to get bored of this routine. It has been four months and he hasn't said a word to anyone or anything. His sanity was slipping slowly away. Suddenly something rustled in the bushes next to him. He raised his sniper rifle and stepped towards the bush and a man in a marine uniform grabbed the muzzle of his gun. Many others scurried out of the surrounding trees and pointed their assault rifles at him.
"You're coming with us buddy!" said one of the marines.
Wasp dropped his rifle and turned to face the marine. After four months of seclusion he finally was able to speak. "Make me." he said. With one swift movement, Wasp assassinated the marine and disappeared into the trees. He would be the last thing any of the marines see.
The marines frantically looked around. Where is he? A knife suddenly flew through the thick air and impaled itself into one marine's throat. He fell to the floor with a thud. Then, two knives came out of the trees and two more marines fell in a pool of their own blood.
" Fire at the trees you fools!" the commander yelled. "This bitch is goanna-", the commander fell to the floor with a knife lodged in his spinal chord. The marines turned in the direction where the knife came from and there stood Wasp. His bandanna covered face stared emptily at his soon to be victims. He slowly walked towards the center of the circle of marines and picked up his stolen sniper rifle. "I'll be taking this back…" Wasp said in a badass tone.
One frantic marine raised his rifle and fired three shots towards Wasp. Wasp raised his dagger and held it steady next to his head. The three bullets ricochet of the blade of the dagger killing three surrounding marines. Wasp took advantage of this and raised his sniper and shot the nearest marine in the heart without using the sniper scope. He then jumped onto the nearest tree branch and balanced himself. He holstered his sniper rifle and took aim. He fired four shots onto the hysterical marines below and four of them fell. He quickly reloaded and fired another four shots at the retreating marines finishing off their squad. "Too easy", he thought. "It looks like my hunting is done for the day. He jumped from the tree and looked at all the fallen marines. Each one had a family and dreams, but so did he. He grabbed the nearest body and started to drag it off to his camp where it would be consumed to keep him alive for one day. As he was walking he heard another noise. It was a sharp whizzing noise like a fly's wings beating. At that time a dart hit him in the neck and he fell to the ground. He looked up at the red sky and noticed that his vision was slowly fading. The last thing he heard was, "The insect was captured, and I repeat, the insect was captured."
Darkness…
To Be Continued in Spartan III: Wasp's Awakening