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"Italic text" - Internal Dialougue, Flashback sequences
"Bold text" - Radio chatter
"Bold and Italics" - Authors words
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Prologue
Noble Beginning
Reach was a crown jewel of humanity.
Rejuvenation was considerably faster for the planet itself, thanks to the advancement of technology from studying Forerunner artifacts. It only took thirty years to bring back the gracefull planet.
A Warthog revved through the landscape, that of the UNSC military; The driver, a Marine, felt anxious as he continued to drive past the landscape. It wasn't his status as a new blood that made him uneasy and a little excited, for it was the passenger on his side that made him as he was. The armor the passenger wore was larger and yet sleek, a granadier belt strapped magnetically on his front. Accomodating this was FJ PARA knee guards, the lower torso area had an extra plate of armor that protected the stomach area. His Right shoulder pad was that of a Security pauldron. and his left pad, was that of the ODST variant. His utility consisted of a TACTICAL hard case, his left wrist was reinforced with an extra piece of Armor; A bracer, while his other wrist had twelve black shotgun shells strapped to it. His helmet was of the ONI RECON series, as a strip of black metal alloy reinforced the front; On the side held something akin to a communications device. The visor color itself, was not that of the standard Gold for many UNSC MJOLNIR armor suits but Silver; The private contractor Mark VII [B] variant was standard issue for all Spartans now. Boasting enhanced shields and recharge time, and getting more variety was something they wanted, along with the reistated armor abilities that were recovered from the fall of Reach, years before.
A emblem on his chest armor bore two clashing energy swords with four diamonds on the background, colored respectively cobalt and steel as the dull gray clashed with his torso and helmet. The arms were colored the dull blue as it was his scheme of color.
The hog skidded to a stop as they made it to a building of sorts, the emblem of ONI on the tower like base in nowhere. Serving its purpose of bringing back a team lost to the Human Covenant War.
The Spartan nodded to his driver "Thanks for the lift" and walked on towards was seemed to be the cross of the Classical Falcon, used in the fall of reach, and the Hornet. There in the middle of the encampment sat four other Spartans, each with their own respective armors. The first one wore the UA/HUL[3] PILOT helmet variant with Recon shoulder pads, a Combat Knife on his right pad, and his chest piece was that of the ODST variant, his knee guards were standard, unchanged. and utility unchanged as well, the knife however was kept on one of the shoulder. He was suprised however as the visor disipated into a dark decaying skull, to add the effect of a true 'Demon' his helmet started to emit a purplish flame. He remembered the dossier he had asked for on his new teammates. This had to be Gallows-S304. Armor being colored primarily dark green, as his secondary was steel.
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UNSC Dossier
Irving "Gallows" - S304
Irving "Gallows" is a topnotch "Fire first and ask questions later" Spartan, reports of Special and night operations show exceptional battle tactics and combat techniques. Showing behavior akin to deceased "Spartan-B312" and "Spartan Rico-R014" But shows exceptional teamwork skills. Surprisingly blunt and closed off. Phycyatric reports show prefference of solo behavior but need of new Noble Team has pushed aside the cons of this choice. In need of a Special Operations officer who knows protocol.
Preffered armarment: M392 Designated Marksman Rifle
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Gallows stayed silent as he assesed the newcomer, seven seconds had passed until he had finnaly said "Speak" Silence was returned to him as the newcomer made no attempt at conversation. Gallows mentally nodded as the dossier he read on this guy did really match the profile. "Im glad we understand each other"
The other grunted in response "Likewise"
The newcomer assesed another Spartan, Female, by the shape in her armor. Her chestpiece was that of a Tactical Recon, carrying the pouches for additional supplies. Her helmet, was that of the Military Police variant with the HU/RS/CNM add ons, her right shoulder pauldron was JFO as he left shoulder pauldron was the HAZOP variant. She also wore FJ PARA knee guards. She was currently cleaning a Sniper Rifle of sorts, or course, two of the people here had to have some unique names, as she was called 'Dusk' her armor color consisted of primary steel and her secondary a whitish color.
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UNSC Dossier
Dawn 'Dusk' - B925
If there was any Sniper out there to meet the brilliance of Linda-058 or Jun-A266, its Dusk out there that can put the bullet between anyones eyes. Best shot out there, proves superior skills needed in new Noble. Participated in the Insurrection extermination and Covenant remnant 'cleanup'. Also improved better relations with UNSC and Sangheili cooperation in the Purge of the captured frigate, the Vanguard. Able to quickly end conflict with the termination of one of the few Insurrectionist leaders, reclaiming the Vanguard with no more bloodshed.
Preffered amarment: 99 Anti Materiel Sniper Rifle
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Dusk was putting in some new nounds in an extra clip as the newcomer came by, the Dossier explained everything she needed to know. Until the guy had a talk with the commander, she wasn't even going to speak to him... yet
And then there was Gallows, she was a teamplayer, and she doubted that Gallows could live up to team material. None the less, she'd have to wait to see results.
He passed by Dusk and saw another Spartan, His Helmet was seemingly visorless, the CBRN GUNGNIR did well to hide the face, his right and left shoulder pauldrons were of theCQC variant. His torso area was protected by the COLLAR/BREACHER variant of armor, his knee guards were of the sturdier GRENADIER variant. and his utility was that of the UA/CHOBAM unit, his wrist protection consisted of the UA/BRACER on both arms. Obvious bulkiness in armor protection. Was that of a heavy armed man, obviously Greg-523, his primary armor color being Dark red, while his secondary was brown.
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UNSC Dossier
Greg-523
Specilizing on heavy assault and taking heavy punishment, he lives up to the Spartan 'Death Machine' as constant use of explosives, heavy ballistic artillery and assault. Has risen his kill count, participating in the Defense of the Eridanus System against Covenant Remnant. Records showing exceptional prowess and shows no signs of slowing down, The need of an Assault and Heavy Weapons specialist was provided to Noble in the form of Greg-523
Preffered amarment: Modified AIE-486H Heavy Machine gun
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The man currently had his helmet on the table, an African man looked over to the Newcomer and quoted "This our last member?" Greg noted the Spartans posture, having sections blotted out in black ink in the Dossier didn't quite suit well for him.
And finnaly the leader of the newly made Noble team, he noted the shaved head, and blue eyes, he had 5 o clock shadow on his face. His MJOLNIR armor consisted of an entire set of Commando armor, the large shoulder pauldrons being a giveaway, an ASSAULT/COMMANDO torso piece, protected the chest, Knee guards being GUNGNIR, and one of his wrist bearing a TACTICAL/TACPAD, while his other bore the ASSAULT/BREACHER variant. Visor color being a solid black, His emblem was that of the N7. The Newcomer smirked under his helmet, the colors of the Commanders armor, dominantly steel, with a strip of red on his right COMMANDO pauldron all the way to the gaunlet
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Shepard-232
Commander Shepard is a sole survivor, the only one to withstand an attack by a local creature, named 'Subject-TM 1' during a training exercise for the N7 program for Spartans on Akuze. He shows exceptional tactical leadership on the battlefield and beyond. This has made him the primary candidate for Noble leader, he shows guidance to others and raises Morale to others around him. Which is why he was chosen for Noble, as the newly established N7 group of Spartans.
Preffered Armament: MA37 Individual Combat Weapon System
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Commander Shepard assesed the situation on the comm link on the terminal in front of him, the holo of an aged Military commander shone brightly "As contact was lost between the frigate, Journeyman's pride and the Goldman front, there were sightings of ships with unknown design, and as we have told you, it wouldn't be a Noble mission if it concerned this"
"Understood, we'll have a report later on as we've made out way and found out whats been going on"
"Take care Shepard, the UNSC stands behinds you"
"Likewise Anderson, Noble Leader, out" Shepard turned as the Newcomer stopped in his tracks, Shepard gave an Inward smirk, this was the Spartan that had his hand in black ink thanks to black ops? surely this would be interesting. "Spartan-R014"
The newcomer immediately responded "Commader, sir"
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UNSC Dossier
"Reaper"-014
"Reaper" is the moniker given to any Spartan, who had their hand given to UNREGISTERED CLIENT, ACCESS DENIED a highly skilled vector of destruction that, Gallows-S304 has compared to. Given that, during ACCESS DENIED the need for a multipurposed jack of trades was called for Noble. Following the example of Spartan-B312. Reaper has been chosen among those in ACCESS DENIED to serve in Noble
Preferred armarment: Unknown
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"This is Gallows, Dusk, and Greg" The three spartans had already made their way to one of the Falcon/Hornet vehicles. "Im Commander Shepard, follow me" Reaper complied, walkting towards another of the vehicles that housed another Spartan, if he wasn't in the circle, he was obviously prepping early. His helmet was of JFO, similar to PILOT, an EVA shoulder pauldron was his choice of the left shoulder; While his Right pauldron was of the OPERATOR series, his chest protection consisted of the HP/HALO, having an amenity of grenade shells on the chest, his choice in knee protection was FJ/PARA. with standard gaunlets. His primary color was a dull tan, his choice in secondary, was steel. His emblem bore dog tags, this had to be Ivan-O290
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UNSC Dossier
Ivan-O290
The need of a technical guiness was followed upon, Ivan has familiarized himself with technology of the UNSC, and Covenant; That the Sangheili gave to improve relations between Earth and Sanghelios. Suprisingly resourceful of also being adept of explosives and traps. The pros of a specialized Combat Engineer, Demolition Marine, and Spartan put all in one. Noted to be chatty at most. But operates well under chain of command. Contributing to the founding of a secret Insurrectionist technical network, hidden by the chaos of the Human/Covenant War. Which led to the Insurrection extermination, This has qualified under his watchful leaders. To submit him into Noble.
Preffered armarment: M319 Individual Grenade Launcher
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As Shepard and Reaper took their respective seats, Ivan spoke "This our Six?" He was somehwat young, compared to the others.
"Afirmative, and as from here on in" Shepard continued "We will adress ourselves with our given position in team, Gallows, Noble Two"
Gallows had put in a fresh clip of armor piercing rounds into his DMR
"Ivan, Noble Three"
"Say my name baby!"
"Greg, Noble Four"
"Stand back, and let the big man do his job!" Greg spun the barrel on his heavy machine gun for extra emphasis.
"Dusk, Noble Five"
"Tell me where to shoot" Dusk pulled the pin to load in a 14.5x114 milimeter round into her rifle.
"Reaper, Noble Six"
Reaper nodded at his new place in Noble, as they ascened towards a new nearby Frigate, the Yorktown. He had to ask the specs of this certain assignment. "Whats the situation with the Journeyman's pride?"
Shepard looked on at the frigate "We've recently found an artifact in the drift of space"
"Forerunner?"
"Its unlike anything we've ever seen" Shepard shook his head "How often is it when you've found a superstructure that can supposedly catapult ships through the galaxy without the use of Slipspace?"
"So its an entirely new civilization?" Greg couldn't help but join in.
"Apparently theres a very powerfull core in the center of these structures, probes come in with strange readings. Apparently the cores glow with an Element with no atomic number at all"
"An Element 'Zero'?" Ivan now joined "Sketchy stuff dont you think?"
"When we tried to get close, the Journeyman was lost as it was entered the sector near the artifact"
"So what can we expect?, Covenant is completely no more."
"Not Covenant by what we guess"
All chatter between the team ceased.
"Second contact?" Ivan tensed, the feeling about a second meeting with aliens was a bit unsettling, even after allying with the Sangheili. Countless war couldn't help but make the nearly extinct species a bit tense at thought of Second contact. Even after immense reconstruction.
"We don't know, but along with these reports, Shanxi went dark" Shepard sighed, It was truly going to be a long mission. Who knows? they would have to see about that.
The UNSC army trooper huffed at the fatigue that was plauging him, chancing his risk of running; He bolted out of the large fallen piece of Debri, and ran. Then suddenly, the air around him was pirced by Hypersonic bullets the size of a grain of sand; Ripped through the pavement, the Army trooper spun and threw back an M9 grenade at his pursuers and returned fire, then ran again.
The Turian soldier was suprised at the ballistics the Alien use, based on cartridges, obsolete by now. But the primitive weaponry had actually ripped his Kinetic barriers a bit, and the grenade dissorientated him. The shrapnel finished off his shields and to the Soldier unfortunate luck, he felt the small shard of metal pierce his armor. Falling to his knees, another Turian helped him up and assesed his Med status as he started taking out a medical kit and used an Omni tool to check his comrades vitals. While the other three resumed fire on the Army Trooper.
The Trooper had to resume cover, his shielding indicator flashing red on his helmet. Taking a big breath and, exhaled in sigh; As a new recruit, Private Jenkins knew shit had hit the fan when 'Second contact' happened. And now he had to contend with bony looking avian, raptor like aliens that were trying to kill him. Hopefully that M9 did the trick, he tensed again as he heard the familiar whirring and the strage sounds that came fron the aliens strange weaponry.
He nearly stepped on something, it was a M41 rocket launcher, and by the horizon on the street. He saw another group of Army Troopers engaging another group of those hostile Aliens, acommpanied by Sangheili minor soldiers. Firing with their reinstated Needle Carbines with deadly force. Jenkins smiled as he hefted the Anti Vehicle weapon.
Time to even out the playing field, Shanxi was going to be a War Zone...
Yes, Finnaly came through with this, i may reedit this another time, or not, so who knows?
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