I do not own the Halo, but if I did, there'd be a lot more interactive stuff.
Chapter 2, "Envoy of the Beginning".
It was time. Our Phantom descended upon the unsuspecting brigade of humans that was our first target. "To arms, my brothers, for we shall be the first step in the conquest of this planet." Our commander barked. We readied indeed, for nearly thirty Earthlings waited in anticipation and anxiety. My partner and I were the last off before the ship began scouting the area for hidden contacts. "I am eager to test the resolve of these humans.", my partner voiced.
"As am I. We shall finally witness the force that has put our most powerful capital ships at bay." I replied.
The air was different here. The Grunts could actually smell the humans. The Jackals were first in line for battle, to shield the Elites. We were last in the ranks. We would come in and "clean house", they said. And it was my partner, Xercs, who first spotted an enemy sniper on the roof top above us. He immediately scrambled into battle position and fired his fuel rod cannon. Unfortunately, the sniper had seen him and fled. The Jackals heard the cry first, the human war cry that ambushed us from front and back.
It was now that we were flanked. Two Elites fell and Xercs fired into the onslaught that advanced from the front. Half their lines toppled over. Grunts shot crystalline needles and overcharged plasma bolts to the flanking force. I suddenly felt the rush of battle in my blood, and matter prevailed over mind. I unconsciously charged into the latter of the platoons and crippled several with a blow of my shield. I point-blanked the first human I saw and smashed into the remainder with a fury like no other.
And then, it finally came down on us. In the smoke, we saw the outline of one more. It was him, he who had escaped our greatest fleet, annihilated our forces, single-handedly crushed the Flood, and destroyed the sacred ring Halo. It was the Demon: the Master Chief. The Elites, in a blind rage, charged him with all their might. It wasn't good enough. He swung behind, and smashed into their backbones. They fell to their knees, and then dropped to the ruined ground with a sickening thud. "Klez, charge him! Blast him! ANYTHING!" Xercs screamed in our language.
I was the first to fire on the demon of legend. He dodged and took cover under a steel platform that had fallen from Xercss earlier attempt at the sniper. Xercs attempted to maneuver around the platform but was too large to hunch over enough and fire into the gap. So we resorted to what we do best: break stuff. We pounded down until there was only a one ft. gap, to small for the demon to fit. Elites threw a barrage of plasma grenades inside, which detonated with a satisfying crack of the metal.
A Grunt screamed in fear.
A cliffhanger, no? I hope to get more good reviews. Thanks to those that did! More R&R, more story to satisfy you. So keep it goin!