The Outbreak: Chapter 1
Sometimes I wish I had never decided to become a SPARTAN. The tasks that are placed before you are horrendous. Many people have tried and many people have failed. Luckily enough, I wasn't one of them. The name's Morgans. RJ Morgans. I used to live on Mars, but, when my Parents had to move to one of the outer colonies, it was hard for me to fit in with the other children. My Dad was an engineer for the UNSC and my Mum worked as a Secretary for ONI. Me? Well…I had to go to school, to be taught the regular Maths and English questions to get the proper grades to get a decent job.
I found it hard to work in class. Children kept distracting me from listening to the teacher, because they kept throwing paper around the classroom; and I couldn't do anything about it. I always seemed to get in trouble because when I did retaliate, I ended up in the Principal's office and was often suspended. My Dad told me that if I kept it up, I would be a valuable Marine. (I think what he meant by that was, that the Marines were cannon fodder because it didn't matter if you had grades, it just mattered whether you were a good fighter). I can tell you that when I finished school, I came out with a few A's, B's and some C's. My Dad was very surprised when I came out with these results. He later treated me by going to the Movies.
