Chapter 2 : The real hero

In the non-classified parts of the war against the covenant, Master Chief was the hero. But of course, Master Chief always noticed something wrong about the missions he was in. The number of covenants were a lot but….. A lot less than intel. A LOT. Like ¾ was missing. And then, he also saw shadows. Moving shadows, as swift as the wind, and covenants sometimes lying on the ground, dead, at places he was not. He, of course knew, that he was not alone, but who? Who was the person doing so much damage to the covenant, and not letting anyone know? He guessed it was a secret Spartan. He let cortana go through all the databases but nothing came out. Except one file. It was an officer file, so he took no notice.

Only the highest officers (like high command and some ONI operatives) can see the file. Admirals and Generals could only see that he was a Spartan, his number, and his military feats. Everything else was classified.

"Commander Mickel Alangio, to the bridge ASAP." Called someone through the intercom. He walked into his room and brought his bag to the bridge. He saluted the admiral.

"At ease. Now, commander, we have a mission for you. Please walk to the briefing room." The admiral said. Mickel cried a "Yes sir!" and they both walked to the room.

The admiral closed the door behind him. Sitting in a nearby chair, was a marine. On his name tag, it said: Lieutenant Elizabeth Corbeth. She saluted both.

"At ease."

"Permission to talk freely?"

"Granted." Mickel sat beside the marine as the Admiral sat in a chair opposite to their. Between them, was a hologrhic table.

"Why is I having a commander here?" Mickel grinned.

"It's because he is one of the best soldiers, actually, I would say, THE best."

"At what?"

"Chopping, killing, screwing, blowing up, and stuff." Wow, the admiral is really not very professional. Thought the commander.

"So what's our mission, sir?" She asked and still stared at the commander beside her. The admiral clicked a button on the table and a holographic image appeared. It looked like a giant ball of technology.

"Our spies have found out that the covenant loyalists have found a shield world, as it is called. A shield world is a planet the forerunners have built that shields the people inside against the halo arrays. I want you two to clean the planet of the loyalists, as much as possible. There is about 200000 loyalists on the planet and four battle cruisers in orbit. They have about 1000 vehicles and about 10000 turrets. The only backup you will have is a pelican." The marine just blinked and Mickel looked at her questionably. The admiral got the hint.

"She is coming because you are probably not enough. You probably think she is just a marine, but no. She is the commando of the commandos." He, he, he. A Spartan of Spartans and a commando of commandos on a mission. How ironic. He thought. "And the general is special, very special. But you aren't not cleared to see his information." That ended all conversation. "You two meet at hangar M-34 at 1300. You two are cleared for any weaponry and armour except you, lieutenant. You are not cleared for access on armoury section X, Y and Z." They both left to prepare. On the way to their rooms, the lieutenant started bombarding him with questions.

"Why are you so special? I don't even have clearance to see your number, Spartan! Why do you have a real name? What happened to your parents? Are you a volunteer for a new Spartan program?" Mickel looked at her with a glare that said: I am your superior, marine, and stop asking me questions. Elizabeth shut up and went to her room. The commander sighed and walked into his. How weird, their rooms are just across from each other.

He put down his bag and opened it up on the ground.