(Early Authors Note: Wow TaleBearer, a start of another fanfic already? Yes indeed my friends, another fanfiction in the making already. Now this one here i'm really excited about. And you'll see why later on. And so, without further ado... enjoy...)

Reach.

One of humanity's best (colonized) planets. A planet under siege by the alien coalition known as the Covenant. They (goaded on by the San'Shyuum, their leaders, and otherwise known as 'Prophets') wrongly believe humanity should be exterminated, in order to further their 'Great Journey' to godhood. And so, with technology and power far beyond what humanity has, they destroyed almost all of humanity's colony-worlds. All except Reach. And while many know of the Spartan team, (known simply as) Noble Team, and their sacrifices, few know of another Spartan team on the planet before its fall.

And they are known as the Spacefarers.

And this is their story.

It all started with the Spartan 3 project. Promising candidates had been gathered, and many companies such as Alpha, Beta, Gamma, and Delta were rousing successes. Albeit destroyed by Covenant forces in the end. But the smallest team assembled was made of only three Spartans. They were, Olaf-013, Finn-026, and Kyle-039, and as close as brothers. However, their team name of 'Spacefarers' was given to them way before, when they first started their training.

In their free-time (which was few and far between) they would always look up to the sky, wondering what layed beyond, and hoping to get their revenge on the Covenant.

The training they went through on Onyx, (the planet where the Spartan 3 project was taking place) was hard and grueling, to say the least. But they persevered. They wanted this. They wanted the augmentations. They wanted the chance to become what the Covenant labeled Spartans.

Demons.

And so, a few years later, the Spacefarers (now labeled as the youngest-ish team of Spartans ever) are dispatched to Reach to stem the tide of the occurring Covenant invasion.

After a quick meeting with Noble Team, the Spacefarers are in their own personal ship, The Bulwark, patrolling the outer areas of Reach (while still mourning for the sacrifice of Jorge-052) when they are attacked by a massive Covenant fleet.

As the small crew they have under their command try to get the ship out of there, Olaf's AI, known as Luna, sends a warning to Reach. "Noble Team! This is The Bulwark, we are under attack! Some huge Covenant fleet came out of nowhere! We're pulling back to you guys. Get ready to-OH GOD!" Her final words were because the leading ship in the fleet fired a massive plasma beam at the ship, but, just like magic, a strange rift showing nothing but the stars appeared.

Like it tore a seam in reality itself.

The crew could just look on in shock as the beam goes into the rift (averting destruction for The Bulwark) but the rift itself starts a powerful magnetic pull. A panicking crewman says "Sirs! We can't get out of the pull! Even worse, it malfunctioned the slipspace drive! We can't escape it, oh God, why-"

but he never finished as Olof gave him a slap to remember and said "Get a hold of yourself man! And be ready for a wild ride everyone! Grab onto something!"

And so The Bulwark got pulled into the rift and moved at supersonic speeds (almost like slipspace travel). After what feels like only a few seconds, the crew all hear the unmistakable 'boom' of a plasma beam striking something and eventually see the clear blue sky. But the strangest thing they see is multiple other rifts in what appears to be a frozen, ice-berg filled ocean.

Along with… girls with gun components on them?!

(Ending Authors Note: So, i've been thinking, and I have decided that the prologues of my fanfics will be short so as not to reveal to much about anything, while the chapters themselves will be longer. If anyone is willing to help with that, of course. Anyways, leave reviews and whatnot. See you next time in the tale of the Bulwark.)

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