Epilogue 1, Imps

Armory, UNSC Frigate Phalanx, Airspace of Colony Kinist, January 29 2556, 0900 hours

It had been over 3 years since I left New Mombasa. I had joined the ODST Corp and was now a Gunnery Sergeant with my own squad. I stood in front of some Marines and ODSTs, my red trimmed armor and Sangheili skull emblem setting me apart from them.

"Listen up Men! We got a platoon of Brute bastards below us that are just begging to be sent straight to hell, and we're happy to oblige. Am I right men!"

"SIR YES SIR!"

"Saddle up, we're about to deliver some divine intervention on their sorry ass."

I walk off, an ODST in green armor walks up to me.

"Sir! I'm Private Mclean, I was told to report to You Sir!"

"Nice to meet you rookie.I'm Gunnery Sergeant Phineas Adams, but you can call me Sarge. Welcome Imp Squad."

"Imp Squad sir?"

"The Elites used to call us Imps during the war, I decided why not embrace it?"

I walk with Mclean over to the weapons rack, I grab a DMR and hand it to him.

"Take this, It'll be good against those apes, A nice clean shot to the skull should knock em down for good."

"Thank you sir."

"C'mon rookie, come meet the team."

Me and Mclean walk over to 3 other ODSTS, all in similar green, but with variations on their armor.

"Imp Squad, Fall in!"

The three ODSTS stand at attention.

"I'd like you to meet our newest member."

"Hello, I'm First Private Micheal Mclean, I'll be your new demolitions expert." he responded

"Introduce yourselves lieutenants." I order

"Lieutenant Andre Morton, heavy weapons specialist," says the tallest of the 3, his armor had the most paint chips, and he had a larger left shoulder pad that was riddled with scorch marks.

"Lieutenant Declan Davis,infiltration specialist," says the one with a skull and crossbones emblem on his chest, he had a sword on his back and a shark jaws helmet pattern.

"First Lieutenant Sarah Davis, tech and CQC specialist," Says the last one, her shoulder pads are smaller, she has a pair of decently long knives on her back, and a modified recon helmet with a smartvisor attachment.

The rookie is visibly confused, he points between Sarah and Declan and ask

"Are you two?"

"Siblings? Yeah." they both interrupt.

"A bit unorthodox to have siblings on the same team, but Gunny over there picks whoever he wants, and that happened to be us." Responds Declan.

"I guess I should feel honored," said Mclean.

"Don't be, your skills spoke for themselves, you did good work during the siege of Instram. Once Andre saw your file he practically begged me to pick you."

"Oh c'mon Sarge." responded Andre

"Lets cut the chit chat, we drop in 20 minutes, gear up and get to pods A1-A5!"

"Sir yes sir!" they all shouted.

Drop pods, UNSC Frigate Phalanx, Airspace of Colony Kinist, January 29 2556, 0920 hours

I get to my drop pod along with my squad. There are many other ODST Squads also gearing up to drop. I step into the Metal coffin and secure my Sniper Rifle, I take my seat and strap in. 4 screens light up in front of me, each showing one of my squadmates. As the pods start to rotate I tell my squad,

"I'm transmitting the landing zone coordinates to your pods, I'll brief you on the mission once we land."'

"Yes sir!" They all say.

The pods clink into position as a countdown starts.

5. 4. 3. 2. 1.

The pods detach, falling towards the planet below, the mission has begun, feet first into hell.