Ruins of the Capital City of New Jerusalem, Cygnus System

Platoon Staff Sergeant Hemin, Leroy J.

September 13, 2552

1st platoon, Kangaroo Company, 3rd battalion, 216th Star Regiment, 105th Helljumper Division

Orbital Drop Shock Trooper of the UNSC Marine Corps

Six hours passed since I saw the first CCS battle cruiser appearing over the ruins of Mount Haven, I saw in the distance a figure which I immediately knew was the rookie without his helmet. His face wasn't scarred like the rest of us ODST's but I knew it would be in the future ahead.

"What have you been doing?" I asked.

"I just came from the other side of Haven, sarge," he replied catching his breath, "And by the way, this is for you." He handed me a journal with the initials "G.Y."

"Is he dead?" I asked, not trying to appear sad like I was in my mind since he was one of my closest friends.

"Yes," said J.D, "And so are all the other Helljumpers in our unit."

"Damn. Ok. We don't have much time. There's one more UNSC destroyer still waiting for us. We'll catch it and get the hell out of here and…"

"Sarge, look!" shouted J.D. A Phantom drop ship was landing towards the front lines of the former battle.

"Hide, hide," I quickly said quietly. The rookie and I ran towards a bombed-out house and hid under the windows. I looked over them to catch a glimpse of what they were doing. I had already heard rumors and reports that the Covenant were searching for something of another alien race. I had seen it on Harvest and many others. There was a rumor where Reach had one of these artifacts.

I went back down and at my foot saw another foot which appeared robotic , or at least I thought it was robotic, and got my newly-accustomed BR55 battle rifle cocked and locked when the figure with the foot in the darkness picked me up and put me down five feet of where I was once sitting.

"Shh," said the figure.

The figure then jumped out of the window and sprayed gunfire all over the two Elite leaders and squad of Grunts and Jackals. In one minute it was all over with the figure standing over the blood and corpses of the fallen Covenant infantry.

The figure looked back and in a female voice said, "How you doing? The name's Naomi."

This was a Spartan, of course.