Reach
September 15 2552
0215 hours
Prologue
As I'm running I see marines being shot by plasma repeaters. I pick up an assault rifle from a fallen marine. "Die!" I yelp as I am firing off the entire magazine, the grunts fall as I shoot. "Nice shooting tex." the deep voice of noble one startles me. He is lucky that I had no rounds in my clip. "Here" he says as he throws me clip after clip. "Thanks for the ten clips" I say, "no problem" he says. "Do you have a name?" "Yes of course I do, I'm Carson" I say. "I'm carter" says noble one. A pelican drops down, "get in if you want to be a Spartan" he says. Right then a phantom comes dropping thirty elites and grunts. All the nobles come out of the pelican blasting their weapons and carter and I got cornered by an elite and a few grunts. George came charging in and killing them all. After all of this the noble team went to a new part of reach with the newest recruit: me! Being noble six I have to be as best as I can and no slacking off like normal.