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Orbiting Mars
UNSC Freedom Enduring
Sam Vickers
"Freedom Enduring, this is Razor 01. We have the Spartans. I repeat, we have the Spartans."
"We read you Razor. Land in Hangar 2. Freedom out."
"Finally." Charlie Four said dramatically.
"Quit your complaining. It hasn't even been twenty minutes." Three said.
"Quit your complaining. It hasn't even been twenty minutes." Four said in a mock girly voice.
"Don't make me hurt you." Three threatened.
"Oh! I'm so scared." Four said in the same voice.
"Are you guys even Spartans?" One of the marine prisoners asked.
"Yes, they are." Samson growled. Three and Four were silent.
I looked out the window. "We're here." I said. The pelican landed and the hatch lowered. Around us engineers repaired and resupplied pelicans.
A holotank lit up green near us. "Greetings Spartans. I'm Mark, the ship's AI." His avatar was a average height man wearing a tee and cargos. A 1911 was holstered on his hip. "The Major said that you can take your armor off relax for now. I suggest you explore the ship." With that, he disappeared. He popped back up. "Oh yeah. Welcome to the UNSC Freedom Enduring." He disappeared again.
"I hope they have an entertainment center." Dan, Charlie Four, said.
"Tell me when you find it," I said,"for now I'll be in my room."
"I'll see you guys later." Michelle, Charlie Three, said as she walked out of the hangar.
As every started heading their own way I decide to start walking to my room. As I walked down the hallway I got a few glares by a some ODSTs; everyone else gave me a wide berth. I walked into my room and closed the door. The wall opened up to reveal some tools I used to disassemble the armor. I disassembled the armor and sat on my bed. I had a large room to stay in. The ship I was stationed on was a Marathon-Class Heavy Cruiser. I lied down on the bed and passed out.
A/N: Only the biggest ships for the Spartans.
