Revelation

A/N: I expect reviews after this.

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Unknown moon
Designation A-1
2565/12/25 UNSC ST

Jordan reached down to the alien female, who had passed out during the fight, and heaved her onto his shoulder. He walked over to a body and pulled out his combat knife and sheathed it onto his shoulder.

This knife was one of three positioned on Jordan's body. Every one of them he had forged himself in the Spirits armory. He took it up as a hobby to keep him sane, Sergeant Forge had recommended forging as a joke but Jordan found it took away immense amounts of stress and he soon excelled at creating just about everything. Mike had even suggested charging for custom work.

Jordan pushed those thoughts to the back off his head and focus on the situation at hand. So let's see, I'm alone and have no way to contact my team, I think I may have a concussion from that round house and to top it all off, I'm carry an injured, possibly hostile alien on my shoulder. Great. I wonder how Ash and Mike are doing? Probably not in such a fucked up situation as me.

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"Fuck you I'm planting the bomb!" Mike yelled as he attached a demolition charge on what looked like something important.

"No! Are you that thick? There could be information in here about what the hells going on! And I might be able to hack the controls." Ash yelled stepping over a dead human in white armor.

"Bah! Takes to long and isn't as entertaining. If you'd like you can play with the computers till I finish up." Mike planted another bomb on the roof.

Ashley picked up a fallen silver helmet and tossed it at Mike. "Stop there could be valuable Intel here!"

"Well have fun finding it in less than a minute, bombs are armed and ticking. See ya babe." Mike turned from a third bomb and started to run.

"BABE! Oh you did not just call me that. Come back here so I can kick your balls so hard you'll taste em." Ash spat as she ran after Mike, who was not so much fleeing the imminent explosion as the very angry Ashley.

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Jordan crested the hill and saw the jammer complex come into view and two very familiar people running out of the front door. When they were about ten feet away the base exploded into a large fire ball, the shock wave sent Mike and Ash flying and cause Jordan to fall on his ass, the alien groaned in pain as she landed roughly on his shoulder.

He grumbled a choice few curses as he got up and stumbled down the hill, which now was partly on fire.

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Mike slipped out of consciousness for a few seconds as the shock wave smacked into his back. When came to he felt something pressing down on his chest, looking down he saw Ashley lying onto of him her helmet gone but other wise alright.

She started to also come around and looked up to see Mike, his visor unpolorized, with a shit ass grin on his face. "Enjoying your self?"

Ash was a bit confused until she saw what position she was in, her legs on either side of his waist "AH! Fuck you! You pull shit like that again I'll skin you alive!" Ashley bellowed her cheeks burning red.

"Hey you have to admit it was pretty fun." Mike started to get up as well and picked up Ashleys missing helmet that lay near them.

"You almost killed us asshole!" Mikes only response was to raise an eyebrow and tilt his head a bit. "Fine, it was a bit. Now give me my helmet!" she grabbed it from his hands and put I on.

Mike just shook his head and activated his comm link. "Hey, the jammers down where you at?"

Instead of getting a response he saw Ashley pointing behind him. He spun around to see Jordan carrying what looked to be a orange skinned girl. "Umm. What is that?" Ashley asked voicing Mikes own question.

"Our new informant. Here call for evac." he passed a large radio to Ash. Who promptly took it and activated it.

"UNSC Spirit of fire this is Spectre, Jammer is destroyed requesting evac and a medic we have wounded."

A voice crackled through the radio. "Spectre, this is the Spirit of Fire. Pelican transport in enroute to your location medic is onboard. Good job you guys saw the fire works from here."

Mike grinned "Told you it was more entertaining."

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"Get that gurney set up now! We don't know whose hurt or how bad so as soon as they touch down rush them to the infirmary." Sergeant Forge yelled at the three medics struggling to prepare in the hanger. He was about to go do it himself when he saw something out in space, a pelican.

The pelican flew through the open hanger and touched down, the large doors closing behind it with a hiss. The medics and Forge waited until the hanger became pressurized, then they rushed in running right up to the dropping hatch.

What greeted him was not what they expected, at all. A female ODST walked down the ramp leading her two compatriots. But those two carried a girl in between them, but it wasn't a girl. It was an alien that much was evident by her orange skin tone and lack of hair, but what really threw them off was how human she looked. It was scary how close she resemble a human and it made the four hesitate.

Forge heard one of the medics behind him murmur "...The fuck, is that?"

The lead ODST coughed "Hello, we got wounded let's go." the medics jumped to work grabbing the unconscious alien and strapping her onto the gurney. They ran out leaving the three ODSTs and the confused sergeant in the room.

"Hey guys, go hit the showers I'll handle the debrief." Jordan said stepping up to Forge he took off his helmet, his squad leaving the hanger.

"Well Jordan, who was that?" Forge asked crossing his arms.

"That was someone I rescued thought she could be informative, considering our situation."

"Good thinking, but damn she looked human. I mean nothing else we've ever encountered has been so... So." Forge struggled to find the right thing to say.

"Like us?" Jordan offered to which John slowly nodded "I know what you mean, when I first saw her I thought she was human, if she had normal skin and hair it be a perfect match."

Forges comm beeped twice. "Well kid, looks like Cutter is looking for us let's head to the bridge you'll need a debrief, a proper one." they both left and headed toward the bridge.

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Pain.

That was all she felt, pain.

It was the one constant in her life now, from the sting of the cut on her side to the searing pain of her blaster wound, all she felt was pain.

But after a while her pain faded replaced with a dull throb. In her state she started to see images, strange ones, different every time. But in everyone the something happened, some one she cared about died, most of the time painfully.

She cringed in her sleep as Yoda was lifted into the air, impale by a strange type of light-saber and woke with a start at the sight of Anakin burning alive.

Ashoka took in her surroundings quickly, she was in a white room with one door and a window beside it. She herself was robed in a white gown and had tube stuck into her skin, liquid dripping into her veins from a bag. She tried to get out of the bed she was in but stopped abruptly as a human rushed in and pushed her back down.

She was to weak to stop her and lay back. She choked out "W-Where am I?"

The human jumped back slightly startled. "You speak English?"

"English? No I'm speaking basic. Where am I?" she asked again.

"Your in a hospital. You were pretty banged up when Reaper found you." she said, her hand over a large metal pistol.

"Who are you?" the togrutan asked trying to get information.

"My names Ellen Anders. Now wait here I'm going to get the captain."

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The bridge was alive with activity people were bustling around going from monitor to monitor, trying to get a clear picture of their situation. And Cutter was in the middle of it, barking orders and reviewing scans.

He turned as the door opened, revealing sergeant Forge and a helmeted ODST. Cutter walked over to the two who saluted toward him, he returned it and spoke to the ODST "I'd like to see the face of the people I talk to."

The ODST took off his helmet "Sorry sir, old habits."

"It's alright son, now how did the mission go? And what is this about a xeno you brought aboard?"

"The mission went smoothly sir. The jammer was destroyed utterly and we managed to secure a possible source of information." Jordan replied.

"Alright now why was 'she' unconscious and is 'she' hostile?" Cutter asked.

"As far as I can tell no she isn't but she out cause she was attacked on the moon by figures in silver."

"What happen to them?" Cutter asked a slight edge to his voice.

"KIA, sir. Is that a problem?"

"No son, we deployed the Spartans planet side for some recon. Turns out the ones in silver and blue are the aggressors. And as far as I we can tell utterly ruthless. They slaughtered everyone they met except the Spartans."

Suddenly Anders burst into the bridge yelling "Captain!" she rushed over to them and put her hands on her knees trying to catch her breath.

"What happened? You see the new AI?" John teased.

"New AI... What no! Captain the aliens awake! And she knows English! Come on."

Sorry, but the situation on the bridge is more important." Anders balked at being refused point blank. "However, you can take Sergeant Forge and Sergeant Forge with you, one of them saved her anyway."

If it could Ellens jaw would have hit the floor. She turned to John and asked in shock. "There are more of you?"

"Ellen, I'd like you to meet my cousin Jordan Forge." Johns had a smart ass grin on it.

"Oh God help me."

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A/N: Hey guys sorry this took so long and is so short but it's the holiday season and life sucked me away from doing anything major for this. Next one will be longer promise. On to the reviews.

Ch 1:

(Blank): Who said I killed Keyes. Hint hint.

biganime40: Your welcome glad it's so refreshing.

Ch 2:

(Blank): Ya but that really minor they died anyway. :p

Biganime40: I'm actually really looking forward to the tech comparisons. As for language I think it may be answered in this chapter. As for you being into togrutans I didn't need to know that, but there's a strong possibility that, that side of you will be sated in later chapters.

Ch 3:

biganime40: glad you like my choices on what the OCs look like don't really know if I'm set on Jordans may change it in the future.

Death: Will do bud!

Saboteur: oh this'll mostly be following the OC ODSTs with a sprinkling of canon characters for flavor. And don't worry this isn't dieing any time soon.

Justin p: well in that case I ask you again to review. As for the gore that comes from three and a half years of reading Dan Abbnett, the greatest sci-fi writer ever. Expect more.