Halo VS Reality 3

"Sigh, not again" The green giant said when he re-spawned and a small group of marines appeared in front of him.

"You know our motto: we deliver" The familiar annoying voice of the one called Foehammer said.

"That sounded really wrong out of context you know."

"Sorry"

"Hmm," The Chief thought"If I am able to get onto the pelican that is delivering the warthog, then I have a chance to overtake the pilot and fly back to earth. The chances are slim, but with Cortana's help and her awesome ability to mod games, then I might just make it."

As the pelican descended, Master Chief jumped on the warthog and pressed "E" to board the pelican. He then smashed the door to the cockpit, and threw Foehammer out the back onto the warthog. And since she can't be seen or killed, all the marines saw was something invisible fall from 40 feet and making a dent in the hood of the warthog. They then saw the machine gun rotating and shooting the pelican futilely. However,the pelican cannot be destroyed.

"Um… What do we do now?" Said one marine. Let's call him Mr. X

Barney stood in disbelief as his hero, the great Master Chief, left the group of 13 (counting Foehammer) stranded on a beach with a warthog, rotting elite carcasses, and the lemony scent of bounty. "We must continue the mission and survive this hell-hole."

"Ha ha ha, that was the biggest oxymoron I have ever heard!" said the egotistic marine who got F-ed by the Chief in the last chapter. His name is Kyle. His reply was six assault rifle bullets in his armor from Barney.

"Who's with me?" Barney cried.

"I'll be going!" Said the invincible and invisible Foehammer.

"So will I" Exclaimed the egotistic Kyle

"And me"

"And me"

"And me"

"Me too"

"Me three"

"Don't forget me"

"I hate Covenant"

"Cortana is hot"

Everyone froze where they are and slowly turned around to face the person who said that. The essence of awkwardness is in the air. "What, she is." The person talking stopped for a dramatic pause that was more embarrassing then dramatic, "Man, if she was physical, then I would with whipped cream and cherries!" (Do NOT try to guess what I have attempted to block out) The sick nerdy marine then got knocked unconscious by one of his teammates.

"I've always wanted to do that"

Crickets Chirp

The long awkward silence was finally broken by the words of Barney: "Okay… let's never mention that again."

Murmurs of agreement filled the surrounding space as Foehammer gathered enemy weapons and ripped metal off of the surrounding structures to modify the warthog into some sort of land reconnaissance vehicle that is able carry up to 13 passengers, including the driver. While she was hard at work, the marines stood around drinking the beer, eating pizza, and running away from the meaty café ladies that were trying to seduce them. When Foehammer was done with the 'hog, it looked like a pickup truck. "Alright" Shouted Foehammer in her usual annoying voice: "Everyone hop on!"

"I call shotgun!" screamed Barney has he jumped into the driver's seat.

"Ahhh, Get off me" cried an invisible Foehammer

"Sorry" Barney then got into a seat beside the driver.

After the Marines got on, the modified warthog sped around the corner and into a large group of Jackals…

To be continued

Author's Note: My writing will get better as time goes on.