ABOVE EARTH
UNSC CALENDER JUNE 5, 2552
Lieutenant Jack Andrew Winters looked in horror as the ship that his squad and him were previously on, the Divine Crusader, exploded from the inside out. Even though he knew all of its crew had evacuated it in time not all of the life pods, drop ships, and fighter craft had made it far enough away before the explosion. A total of twenty crafts with a total of nearly one hundred and fifty people were instantly killed, the Captain and his command crew being among those that died.
The lieutenant turned away and looked down at his next destination. Earth, ridded with explosions of its own was no better of with the Forerunner ship looming over it from space. All he could do now was hope that he and his squad of spec ops soldiers made it to the surface in one piece. His squad, it finally hit him, his squad of originally ten soldiers was reduced to four including himself over the years that they had been together, causing him to look back five years to their first meeting on Reach.
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PLANET REACH
UNSC CALENDER: MAY 15, 2547
"So this is the team you put together for us?" Lieutenant Winters asked.
"Yes, this is them. The best soldier's mankind has, aside from the Spartans that is." Replied Winters second in command, Sergeant Nickels.
"And how can they still be privates if there that good?"
"I haven't quite figured that part out yet, but I have seen them on the training grounds. They are all very very good."
"We'll see."
And with that Winters left the briefing room that his new team was occupying leaving them all confused at way their commanding officer had not said one word to them.
"Well that went better than I hoped." Nickels murmured to himself.
"Permission to speak freely, sir." one of the soldiers asked Nickels.
Turning around to face the soldier that spoke, Nickels read his name tag before he responded. Cromzen was his name, "what a strange name." he thought
"Permission granted private."
"Sir, why did the Lieutenant not even address us, and why did this meeting go better than you had hoped?"
Nickels looked at each of the eight soldiers in front of him, noticing that they had all heard him mumble to himself.
"Well to be frank I cant tell you why he didn't address you all, but the reason that this went better than I had planed is because he did not say any thing against you being on this team." Replied Nickels.
And at that he to left the room, wondering how they all heard his mumbling.
"So should we tell them that were Spartan 3's?"
"No Jack, at least not yet." Replied Cromzen.
Then another named Smith asked "Well what do we do now? We haven't been dismissed yet."
And with that there came a collective and loud "shit."
Elsewhere both lieutenant Winters and Sergeant Nickels could not shake the feeling that they forgot something.
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Short, I know but this is my first fic. Please R&R