This story is a prequel to Neptin the Sangheili's screwed up Halo series. Let's begin & may God bless you all...

The warthog bounced across the muddy plain. It's passenger, a strong and silent Spartan, muttered "HOLY SHIT YOU DUMB FUCK! SLOW THE FUCK DOWN ASSHOLE!" The driver slumped over, his brains ruptured. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, DIPSHIT?!" The vehicle crashed into a building. "AAAAAAAASSSSSSSHOOOOOOOOOOLE !" Screamed the nearly silent Spartan-B312. He walked over too another building, pausing only to nod at another Spartan. "WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM YOU DUMB RUSSIAN FUCK?!" He said to Jun. He walked in, and saw a creepy guy sharpening knives. "Hannibal Lechter is a FUCKING SPARTAN?!" A woman blocked his way, and said "Commander?" "Not now Pussy, I'm talking to Colonel Netherlands!" Netherlands said, "I sent men to DIE! Go get em back so I can have my way with them! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ah!" The woman looked at Carter. "My names Catherine. I said you could call me Kat, not Pussy!" "I don't CAAARE!" They got into FUCKING HELICOPTERS. It's 2552, get with the FUCKING times, UNSC! Six said, "What are we doing?" Carter replied. "Getting more rape victims for Netherlands."