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Okay… it has come to my attention that somehow this story has been completely missing this part. I don't know how… I thought I had put it in… But anyways! Here's what Chapter 2 was supposed to be.


Aboard the Prowler named, The Hand of God. A Spartan clad in Mjorlinr Mark XII Armor, sat deep in thought. This Spartans name was James, but most knew him by his rank and serial number, Chief Petty Officer Spartan 323. The armor that he wore was charcoal gray with a greenish tinge to it, and an odd shimmer to it.

This was the legdendary Mjorlinr armor. The most powerful armor system ever constructed by man. It increased the wearer's reaction time and speed by almost a 100 times. The armor is only worn by Spartans because only they are able to handle the physical stress the armor puts on the body of the wearer.

Spartans where trained sense the age of 6 to fight for humanity. At the age of 14 they where genetically altered. They could think faster, had increased muscle strength, can literally see in the dark, and their bones are unbreakable. To mention just a few of the modification that where made to them.

These modifications are what enable them to wear the Mjorlinr armor. The armor literally reads the wearers thoughts and puts them into motion. Which means that the wearer only needs to think about what they want to do and the armor will do it. But when put on a regular human, it has… deadly results. The Spartans are the finest soldiers in the UNSC (United Nations Space Command). And quite possibly in the galaxy.

As James sat in thought about his upcoming mission, another Spartan sat down next to him. This Spartan went by the name of Lisa; her official designation though was Spartan 348. Lisa took her helmet off and lay her head down on James shoulder.

This was not uncommon for her to do; she always did this when she was worried. And although Spartans where trained not to show emotion, they where known the let them out when amongst each other.

She had short red hair and green eyes that seemed to stare into your soul. "Hey James". She said with her eyes closed. "What you thinking about"? "Bout the next mission". Answered James. He turned and looked at her. "What do you think will happen when we entire the gate"? She raised an eyebrow at him. "You're not scared are you"? She said with a grin spreading across her face.

"You know im not. I'm just wondering if I'll be able to make it back to you and the other Spartans." Answered James. At that moment the ships captains' voice crackled over a nearby speaker. "James? Are you there"? Asked the voice of the ships captain, Cody. "Yes Sir." Answered James. "Get to Hells waiting room B on the double. It's time we found out what's in that Gate." Said Cody. "Yes sir, im on my way sir." Replied James.

Lisa took her head off his shoulder, as he stood up and grabbed his helmet, his BXR rifle and a few grenades. "See you when I get back". Said James. Lisa didn't reply, just stood there, as though contemplating something. As James Turned to leave, he felt someone grab him from behind, if he hadn't known it was Lisa, this persons hand would already be broken in 3 places.

She turned him around and gave him a hug, something all the Spartans thought peculiar of her, because she hugged everybody. But know one ever made the mistake of underestimating her. Not scence she had taken down 10 brutes on her own, using her bare hands. "You will be fine". She said to James. He smiled as she let go, and walked out of the room.

On the way to hells waiting room 2, James stopped by his room. The room was lined with steel, had a bed in the right corner complete with a communications screen. He walked over to the very back of the room where a safe stood, molded into the wall.

He punched in the 6 digit code, and the safe opened automatically. In side he shifted through his many medals that he acquired over the years and that had been carelessly tossed inside, until he finally found what he was looking for. The hilt of a plasma sword.

Each Spartan had been given a sword by the Elite high council, in an attempt to repay there debt to humanity. James picked it up and turned it on, careful not to damage his room. The blade was both light and heavy at the same time.

It emitted a greenish blue glow, instead of the purple and blue ones traditionally wielded by high ranking elites. He turned it off and put it into a slot in his armor. He walked out of the room and headed straight for hell's waiting room.


So! Hope you all enjoyed the official chapter 2. I feel like an idiot.

Anyways as always I appreciate any and all comments/reviews/suggestions.

Semper-Fi! Carry on!!