Ok, this is my first story on fanfiction, so I guess I better start out with a short bio, huh? Well, I'm short to say the least…5'5" and 15 years old. I learned to live tho
I'm into video games (obviously) and I'm an honors student in my sophomore year in high school (lucky me….)
I like classic rock music, led zeppelin and pink floyd are my favorite bands, and I am trying my hardest to get a bass guitar for myself.
That's all u guys need to know about me, so I'm stopping here lmao. The story's probably gonna suck anyway, so if you actually get thru it, please review it. I want to know if it's worth updating it. Thx!
Disclaimer: I don't own Halo. :(
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"Speaking"
'Thinking'
Memory or Flashback
#Whispering#
::Radio/Intercom Chatter::
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::Okay, marines, get ready! Lock and load your weapons!" screamed the sergeant. "This bird will be top-side in any minute!::
::Sir, this is Recon Unit 14. We are inbounds and currently behind enemy lines. It's heavy down here, sergeant. We suggest landing on our side of the city. Over.::
::Negative, Recon 14. We need to land on the specified coordinates. We're carrying the weapon that's going to save all our asses! Over.::
::Roger that, sir. Landing zone…(gun shot heard through the radio)…is clear. Standing by for anti-infantry cover. Over.::
The Pelican drop-ship lands in between two large skyscrapers. The air around the landing zone is manipulated by the airship, blowing in all different directions as though it were a violent storm. As it lands, the sergeant jumps out of the cargo area and 8 other marines follow him. "Let's go, squad! We don't got all day!"
"Sir, yes sir!" they reply simultaneously.
"Master Chief, I'm taking off. It's now or never," said the Lieutenant piloting the Pelican.
"Hold your horses, Lieutenant," replies the Spartan. The Master Chief takes a small AI computer chip and places it into his helmet. He listens to the soft talking heard inside his head. "We've got a wounded boarding the craft, can you wait for another minute?"
"I can try, Master Chief. But as soon as I pick up something on my radar, I'm departing."
"Roger that, Lieutenant."
The Master Chief grabs the nearby magnum, loads it with a new magazine, and jumps out of the Pelican to catch up with the rest of his squad. From up above, the Recon Unit is watching all of this happen. ::So where's the weapon, Sergeant Cooke? I was expecting a new class of tank. Over.::
::See that oversized soldier with the Mach 6 MJOLNIR armor? Over.::
::Yes, sir. Is he the weapon? Over.::
::Damn right marine. Over.::
::Sir, I don't think one soldier can kill an entire Covenant fleet. Over.::
::Well, Recon 14, you obviously never saw a Spartan in action. Over.::
::Ahh…the Spartan. He's the one that…::
(The sergeant interrupts the Recon's transmission)::…destroyed Halo. Yup, that's him. Now shut your mouth and cover us! We're goin' in! Over.::
::Yes, sir! Over.::
The squad departs from the landing zone and heads into the heart of the city. To their surprise, they only get attacked by a few grunts and jackals, but to the UNSC forces, it was like cutting through a hedgerow. "Cortana, how's the wounded soldier doing?" asks Master Chief.
"He'll survive. He should be in the Pelican shortly."
Just as she finished her sentence, a large unit of hunters and elites storm out of a sixth-story window from the building to the left of their squad. "Holy shit!" shouts a marine.
"Hold your ground, men! Open fire!" commanded Sergeant Cooke.
Submachine gun bursts added to the already ear-shattering sound that surrounded the soldiers. They were able to take down 3 elites and a hunter, leaving only 2 other hunters and a seemingly never-ending battalion of elites.
Purple blood stained the Master Chief's visor as he charged through the ranks of elites, shooting them down with his magnum at point blank range, and simultaneously shooting ones behind him with his submachine gun.
Suddenly a large hiss pierced through the marines' ears. They did not need to see what happened, they could already tell. They instantly dove aside, still shooting at their opposition, and headed for cover.
Amazingly enough, the two hunters' plasma shots were not intended to wipe out the humans. Instead, it was targeting their only way out.
::AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!...(the sound of static echoes in their heads)….::
::Lieutenant!...She's gone; we lost her. Don't lose focus on our objective, marines! Don't let them frighten you! We've all done the simulations! Don't even THINK about dying on me! Over!:: said the Sergeant through his intercom.
The Master Chief thinks to himself, 'Yeah, but a simulation isn't like the battlefield. No matter how hard they try to mimic it, it's never the same.' The debris from the Pelican soars over their heads and landing on the back group of the elites.
'Thanks for the help, Lieutenant.'
The Sergeant jumps out from behind his cover, a small brick wall that was almost too small to even be called a wall, and motions towards the Covenant. "You want to see my blood, do ya? Well come and get it for yourselves, you shit-heads!"
The Covenant horde screams with rage and charges towards the Sergeant. #Hehe, that crazy son of a bitch. He pulls this trick every time.# Moving almost at lightning speed, Sergeant Cooke reaches for the rocket launcher leaning against the wall and fires two missiles into the crowd. Elite bodies fly through the streets of the ruined city, and only about half of the enemy remained.
Knowing exactly what the Sergeant wanted him to do, Master Chief reaches for a grenade and throws it into the confused alien troops. He manages to take out one of the hunters, as well as another group of elites. The rest of the marines come out from hiding and open fire onto the remaining targets.
After only a few moments later, the entire battle was over. Luckily, no one died in the skirmish and soon another Pelican dropped by to pick up the wounded soldier. The marines reload their weapons and, because of sudden reaction, immediately take cover. A large shadow just passed over them: another phantom. "Do they ever stop coming?" asks one of the soldiers.
"This wouldn't be war if they didn't, Private," says the Master Chief coldly.
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Well, that's chapter one. I hoped you liked it! I will try to get the next one up as soon as possible! Please review (or else there won't be another one!!!!!)!!!