Yo dudes, I used to write hp fics, but I've decided to write a halo one, well, at least try…
yourface13
1825 hours, October 13, 2754 (revised date
Military Calendar) Aboard UNSC vessel
Pacifica, Unknown Space Vector
The Master Chief, also known as Spartan 117 ran down the hall. All manner of UNSC soldiers were running past him and yelling. As he came to the bridge, he saw Captain Carson yelling at his men to charge and fire the MAC gun (A/N: that doesn't make sense, meaning magnetic acceleration cannon gun, lol) and too fire the Archer missile pods. The Chief jogged up to him, did a quick salute, which the captain returned, and then asked: "Your orders, Captain?" "We have Covenant vessels closing in on us from all sides, its one hell of a situation." Replied the middle-aged man. "I need-"but he didn't get to finish his sentence "Sir, Covenant boarding parties have landed!" shouted Lieutenant Siskel. "Your work is cut out for you, Chief" said the Captain. "Yes, sir." The Chief grabbed a Battle Rifle before quickly jogging out of the room. He entered the hallway in his stealth mind state, in other words, crouching low, battle rifle up, and stepping silently in his bulky MJOLNIR armor. "You know, you could just ask me for the ship's schematics" said Cortana "I decided to do this the old way" replied the Chief in his low, quiet voice. As he rounded a corner, the sounds of Grunts shouting, plasma flying, and, to the Chief's relief, bullets firing. He ran down the hall and stopped at the corner, he silently looked around it, and saw a small barricade, manned by no more than ten marines, including Sergeant Johnson. "C'mon Marines, give 'em Hell!" yelled the black officer to the marines as he threw two frag grenades out at the mass of Grunts, and a few Jackals in the hall. They were outnumbered 5 to 1. Not bad odds, thought the Chief, he decided to make his move. He threw a frag grenade over the barricade and rolled behind the small carts that formed the barricade. He did this all as quickly as it would've taken a panther to swallow a mouse. In other words, he did this in the blink of an eye. "Glad to see you, Chief" said Johnson, we're givin' 'em hell, and more, but they just don't die." He rose above the barricade, fired a short burst of his battle rifle, and ducked back down as plasma soared over the carts. One of the marines stood up to fire a Jackhammer rocket, and was about to come back down when 15 bolts of plasma collided with his chest. They boiled right through him. He fell with a sickening thud to the metal floor of the ship.
Just an announcement, I didn't finish Halo, or Halo 2, or First Strike, so I don't know the complete story. If anyone died that I mention now or in further chapters, I'm sorry, just bear with me peeps.
A voice echoed through the ship. "All UNSC troops rendezvous at Hanger 13." "All right Marines!" Yelled the Sergeant at his troops in his usual manner "Let's blow this scene. Throw two frags on my signal and retreat!" The Sergeant paused to grab his remaining grenades "Mark!" he yelled, 14 frags flew through the air and landed in the covenant mass. "Move, Marines!" yelled Sergeant Johnson. They sprinted full speed (except for the master chief) to the Hangar. They ran into a small group of 5 Covenant Grunts who didn't know what was happening and got kicked aside, and a few of them even died as the Chief and the Marines smacked their sensitive backs with the butts of their guns. They charged into the hangar at top speed and just skidded to a stop and saluted to none other than the renowned Fleet Admiral Whitcomb. The Admiral quickly saluted them, and said: "Come on, soldiers, no time for formalities, the Covenant have overrun the ship, and the self-destruct is about to go off, get in the escape pods, we're jettisoning. "Yes, sir!" all the crew of the Pacifica replied. As they all boarded, the Chief had one last look at the ship, which had been his home…… At the words home, that soldier almost sobbed when he remembered Reach, his home where he had trained to become what he was. He stepped into the pod and strapped himself into a seat. The door closed, sealed. The Captain fired up the engines, and with a feeling as if they had dropped 100 meters, the pod launched out of the hangar.
Well, I hope you guys liked that, if my chapters are short, I'm sorry; I need to refine my ideas a bit, so it might be a while before I write another chappie.
-yourface13
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