July 25, 2552
The Covenant had started their invasion, the bloody bastards. We fought hard, but who could resist a superior military? They swarmed over our planet with their greedy little hands, trying to seize anything of importance. Our boys died on that battlefield, I was merely a ODST, on my first combat mission on Reach, I landed, but was met instantly by Covenant Elites….. it's a miracle I made it out alive. I was alone, finding the bodies of my platoon scattered across a landing platform. Deciding to try and contact any surviving UNSC force, I connected my helmet comm to UNSC signals, but I only received static. I was alone on this horrific field of death, alone to suffer, alone to die.
June 27, 2552
Colonel Marcus Dare, had just been assigned to a training facility on Reach, the recruits made up of rookies and idiots, mocked and insulted any superior officer or Spartan. Having enough he marched over, and broke the jaw of the nearest one, showing them that he wasn't taking any of their bullshit. He was under strict orders by ONI, to select a new candidate for the Spartan-III program. After looking through the batch of recruits before him, he selected a young Marine named Jenkins Lewbowski, after "taming" the asshole of a man, he was shipped off to a ONI research facility.
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