Noble Six watched as the stars flew past at over 30 times the speed of light, It had been 2 hours and 27 minutes since they had jumped and there were still over 3 hours left until they would be at earth, hopefully.
"oh shit" came a voice of one of the marines operating a terminal "sir we have a problem"
"what is it private" came delta, the acting captain of the ship.
"we have got a slipspace rupture probably caused by reach's magnetic fields, everybody brace for impac-"
The young soldier was cut off as a massive jolt rocked the ship and Calder saw the stars reappear from the darkness of slipspace, just ahead of them was a large desert planet.
"Delta, where the hell are we"
"Sorry captain, at the moment I do not have enough data to form an educated guess, but I would suggest scouting the planet below us"
"ok, Theta get a scan going, delta bring is in to land"
"yes captain" replied to the two AI's.

Six watched as the hangar door lowered and sunlight poured in, their plan was for the marines and ODST to relax outside and inside whilst Six (or one since he was the only known survivor of noble team) took the new noble team and alpha to a nearby settlement with two warthogs to get information. Alpha had already confirmed that the inhabitants had achieved space travel. The marines rushed out all doing slightly different activities, around 20 troopers stuck their guns into the sand and started kicking a white and black ball around whilst shouting and laughing. He looked over to the new noble team, all dressed in black.
First there was Cpl Ethan Hawkes, the new hacker of noble team and he had golden marking along his helmet and chest, Next was Sgt Paul Walker who was the one surviving trooper from the raid on SWORD with a m247 heavy machine gun, Spartan laser and red markings as the new gunnery chief, third was Pv Marcus Felix Haust who boasted a sniper rifle and green stripes, Cpl David psyches was like Emile in all ways but blood and boasted blue colouration and finally was Pv Martin Holmes, a nervous boy about the age of 19 and still in his first year of the UNSC who filled in the niece of the person on the team that just provides fire support who had sprayed his armour mostly white. Behind them were two standard configuration warthogs with standard desert camo. The six of them mounted onto the warthogs, Six was in the passenger seat of the lead vehicle with Felix driving and Hawkes operating the gun.

after about 20 minutes of driving through the ruff sand and sending dust flying in every direction the team came to the outskirts of a fairly large settlement, the buildings were low, primitive and made of sandstone, inhabiting the settlement were all sorts of humanoid, some human but most were strange aliens of unknown origin.
"all right noble, remember don't start any fights and that these guys are NOT the covenant" Church briefed through the cars speaker.
With that the two warthogs sped through the town to what they supposed was a central plaza, gaining stairs from the residents as they went.
"who are they"
"what is that strange vehicle"
"are they imperial droids" were just a few of the whispers One heard with his enhanced hearing.
Eventually they stopped at a large clearing filled with giant lizards and market stalls, on the other side of the market was a domed building with a sign saying 'Chalmuns Cantina no droids allowed' outside was a heavyset hog like creature that seemed to be the bouncer.
"five, three guard the cars, four get a round of drinks for the locals, two try and get some gossip, one your with me"
The five ODSTs dismounted and did what they were told with Walker and Felix guarding the warthogs whilst the rest followed One into the cantina.
"hel-mets remov-ed" the bouncer said in a croaky voice and seeming happy that they weren't robots as he nodded for them to go in.
Inside was a rather lively bar that reminded Six of insurrectionist parties he had infiltrated, everywhere people were talking and laughing and drinking with a band of pink skinned aliens playing what sounded like jazz, immediately Ethan and David strode over to the bar whilst Calder scanned the room with his azure blue eyes, gaining a few looks in return.
He heard raucous laughter emanating from the bar, evidently coming from Hawkes.
"Come on, tell me every single one of you wouldn't of done the same thing" Came his Welsh accent.
"Well son, that's a hell of a story but you've wasted enough of my staffs time" Said the Barman.
"Well hey are you hourly?" Ethan retorted, earning another roar of laughter.
After a few minutes the team gathered round the entrance and left the establishment.
They were greeted by a platoon of white armoured soldiers, all pointing their weapons at Six and his team.
A soldier with an orange pauldron stated simply "You are under arrest for the use of projectile weaponry"
"Well Shit" David said.
"I'm sorry trooper but what are the charges?" Six asked.
"Possession of projectile weaponry under the humane war act, possession of lethal weaponry without a permit-"
"What the shit, we're soldiers, of course we carry guns."
"You know, If I were you I would let this slide" Six stated calmly.
"And why is that" the trooper asked.
Six instantly summoned his hard-light blade and activated it, making a clear blade of bright blue light appear and he pointed it at the trooper "This is why."
"Possession of a lightsaber and threatening to assault an imperial trooper" The soldier seemed to be smirking "All units... ENGAGE"
There were multiple flashes of bright red light, almost blinding the team, when they opened their eyes they spotted a domed energy shield around them with Martin in the middle, holding out his hands.
"That's one impressive party trick martin" Felix chuckled as he reloaded his sniper rifle.
Suddenly a large explosion came from the market place and a group of ragtag people started shooting the troopers.
The energy shield dropped.
"What the hell is going on" David questioned.
"Just run to the car" Calder retorted.

They had been speeding along the desert for a few minutes, away from the growing battle at the cantina.
Felix stood in the passenger seat whilst six drove their warthog.
"Oh, son of a bitch." Felix said.
"What is it?"
"Enemy aircraft, six o'clock"
Six looked over his shoulder to see two H shaped fighters and a smaller one that looked like an M, this proved to be a fatal mistake and the Hog went into a barrel roll before it was able to recover, wasting precious seconds.
Two light green beams shot from each aircraft and Six heard someone shout "BAIL!".
And then there was blackness.
XXX
Calder fluttered his eyes and saw a few cracks in his EOD visor.
He saw the burning wreck of their warthog a few feet away, the H fighters were circling the area and the M shaped craft was landing, out of it hopped two troopers who scanned the area with their weapons before one of them pressed something on the side of their helmet.
"Command, this is Omega, hostiles are down and the area is secure, over"
Suddenly the wing of one of the fighters blew up and it spiralled into the ground, the other craft tried to locate the source but was shot down by another rocket.
Six turned his head to see a marine in the passenger seat of a warthog reloading a rocket launcher.
"Oorah, Hole in one ya bastard born pricks" He said in a Scottish accent.
"Dude, stop milking it" replied the driver.