A/N: Ok new chapter. its a little short but i have my reasons to rush. lets hope i have another chapter up tomorrow :D and even longer than this one.
11 October, 2537(UNSC Calender)/
Artemis' Dispute, in orbit above Reach
"ALRIGHT MAGGOTS! TODAY IS WEAPONS TRAINING!" barked the drill instructor.
"But, we've done that already" Tina stated
"Yes, yes you have. But today is different. As you know, that armour you're wearing makes you stronger and faster. That means you need to learn how to shoot without crushing your weapon" the drill instructor spoke. It was calm, a major contrast to the yelling at everyone a moment ago.
"We can do that?" Alice asked.
"Yes you can, but don't try, these guns are expensive" the drill instructor answered.
"Aw but I really wanted to test that out" Kenneth complained, the squad taken to calling him Ken, and the girls called him Kenny.
"WELL YOUR NOT GONNA DO IT, OKAY!" the drill instructor screamed.
'Dude's got a soft spot for the ladies huh?' Eric thought.
"SIR, YES, SIR!" Ken yelled in response.
Eric knew that the training was for him, but didn't say so. He was the only one who didn't have any form of training with a gun; so naturally, the UNSC devised a simple way to hide that.
Eric noticed how the other Spartans held their weapons, and held his as best he could. The MA5B he held was aimed down range. He fired, letting loose all 62 rounds from the magazine.
He looked to his right to see someone holding a triple barrelled minigun.
"Peter, that's you with the ridiculously big gun isn't it" Eric asked
"What, you don't recognise me?" Peter questioned back
"I can't see your face, how was I meant to recognise you?"
"Good point, but yes it is me. Me and my AIE-486H Heavy Machine Gun"
"It looks pretty heavy, how are you holding that?"
"This armour is fucking amazing; I even crushed the handle a bit"
Eric just shook his head and reached for a new gun. This one was the M392 Designated Marksman Rifle. He sighted his target through the 3x optical scope, and let a shot ring out. The recoil was surprising at first, but thinking back to when he had played Halo: Reach, he realized that not even Spartans could actually tame this beast's kick back. He looked through the scope again and smiled to see he had shot the target in the directly in the centre.
Aiming again, he finished off the other 14 rounds left in the magazine, hitting in a small area around the centre of the target. Looking around at the other targets, his triumphant ego took an enormous hit seeing the other targets centres missing entirely due to the sheer accuracy the other Spartans had with their weapons. Even Peter, holding his heavy machine gun at his hip, had better accuracy.
A few hours had passed and Eric's shooting slowly got better, but a small covenant fleet were spotted inside one of the outer systems the UNSC had control over. So the Spartan's shooting day was cut short by the cryo sleep they had to take whilst on the way to the colony.
"I HATE CRYO, SO FUCKING MUCH!" Alice yelled, once again one of the girls drew attention to their naked selves.
Eric sighed but couldn't resist sneaking a peak, he found her to be quite, well, for lack of a better word, sexy.
"Enjoying the view too huh?" Peter suggested
"Yeah.. Wait, no. I was merely examining my squad's physical stature" Eric replied
"Yes, and I'm the fucking tooth fairy"
"Your sarcasm overwhelms me"
"I do try" peter laughed, stepping into his pod.
"Ha-ha, I've noticed" Eric laughed.
Eric took one last look at the wall in front of his pod, took a deep breath, hopped into the pod and swallowed the anti-freeze.
'I hate cryo too' was Eric's last thought before he was frozen.
11 November, 2537(UNSC Calender)/
UNSC Artemis' Dispute, Slipspace, en Route to Hades System
"GAH FUCK!" yelled Ken as he retched up the anti-freeze
"Agreed" Tina mumbled between breaths
The squad eventually stopped throwing up and headed to put on their new armour. Why? Because they could.
Eric donned his MJOLNIR Mark IV (B) armour, putting on each piece as carefully as the technicians had on Reach. Then he strapped his blades in a cross on his lower back and put his DMR on his back, where the magnetic strip was. His helmet was the last to go on an when he had put it on, warming for Slipspace exit blared over the ship's speakers, alerting everyone to battle stations. They exited Slipspace to find a world on fire. The colony had already taken huge losses but the UNSC weren't about to give up.
The Spartans ran through the ship to the SOEIV bay. Some ODSTs were prepping to get ready when the Spartans turned up.
"Well if it isn't the freaks" one of the ODSTs said, he looked like he was the leader
"We're using pods too. Cut the heckling, the enemy is down there. Let's just hop in and save those people down there" Eric stated, not wanting another ODST vs Spartans fight.
"Well, what makes you think that you are entitled to use our gear?" the lead ODST asked, in a tone Eric wasn't happy with.
"Look, there are twelve pods; there are twelve of us here. We have our gear, we're just using the pods that you're not. So shut the fuck up, before I start smashing skulls" peter stepped forward and started yelling.
"STAND DOWN SPARTAN!" Eric yelled. Picking up on the lingo Carter used in Halo: Reach
"Sir" peter said through gritted teeth
"You, ODST, you don't have a choice. These pods are designated for my squad" Eric tried reasoning, resentment filling his words
"You know what? Fine. Have your pods. But I hope they fail" the lead ODST yelled before motioning his squad into their pods.
Eric sat in his pod, it was different from the ones his squad were using in that it was a command pod. Basically, more screens and buttons.
The doors on the pods closed and the start-up sequence began, first the screens came on and Eric could see a live feed of his squad who were also in their pods. Then the pods turned and the bay doors opened.
"Alright Spartans, this is our first combat situation with MJOLNIR. Be fast, be deadly" Eric said over the TEAMCOM.
"Sir" said every single Spartan, simultaneously.
Eric smiled "that's what I like to hear"
The pod's countdown started and soon they were entering the atmosphere at twice the speed of sound. Reaching the appropriate altitude, the pods automatically let out there chutes. Then the reverse thrusters slowed the pod even further before it hit the ground.
The jolt of smashing into the ground sent Eric further in his seat. Looking around the pod, he noticed the green buttons. Remembering Halo 3: ODST, he hit the buttons and the pod's door flew away from it. Stepping out, Eric noticed they weren't in a combat zone. This was extremely odd, considering Spartans were designed for combat.
"This is Sierra Alpha-498 to UNSC Artemis' Dispute, how copy?" Eric asked over the COM
"This is UNSC Artemis' Dispute to Viper Actual, good copy" was the response.
"Where are we needed?" Eric replied
"There is a fire fight going on in the city, about 20 kliks west of you"
"We're there yesterday"
"Good, see you topside Spartans, Artemis' Dispute, out"
"Ok everyone, you no doubt heard that, let's get moving" Eric commanded, to which the Spartans all saluted and started running towards the fire fight.
Eric was still surprised by the speed the armour and augmentations made him run. He was doing close to 50km/h, and the fight was closing in fast.
It wasn't long until they reached the fight. The marines trying to defend the city were being decimated by the Covenant. The sheer numbers alone were enough for the Covenant to just roll over them.
Eric's squad instantly pulled out their guns, except Peter, who had his gigantic minigun already in his hands. The Spartans took advantage of their speed and strength, doing summersaults while firing. The marines noticed them and started to cheer, and fought back harder than when the Covenant first showed up.
"The flipping continued, especially from the girls, whose nimble bodies were easy to flip around. Eric and Peter had not gone charging in, but instead provided cover support. Eric was taking out grunts, jackals and skirmishers left right and centre, while Peter just fired his heavy machine gun in the general direction of the enemy. Then the Wraiths came.
The sky lit up as the blue mortars of flaming death rained down on the marines, vaporising every single last one of them. Eric was disgusted at this, they were mostly injured and no immediate threat, but the Covenant didn't care.
"Take out those damned Wraiths!" Eric ordered
All of the Spartans, Eric included, ran at the purple enemy tanks, dodging the mortars the Wraiths let loose.
"The rear has a thin plate covering a reactor, just drop in a grenade" Eric ordered.
The Spartans continued running and just before they reached the enemy tanks, they flipped over it and landed in a crouch behind the tanks. They ripped off the reactor covers and dropped grenades into them. The Spartans sprinted away and avoided the mass amount of purple and pink explosions the Wraiths made as they detonated. They then move back towards the Covenant army, continuing their flipping and firing.
After about an hour of fighting, they finally removed the entire Covenant presence from the area. They were low on ammo and tired so, like all Spartans, they went to find more Covies.
"Well, you girls certainly are acrobatic" Eric commented as they walked through the streets of the city.
"Is that a compliment?" Tina asked.
"Yes, yes it is" Eric replied.
"Thank you" Alice and Trisha smiled simultaneously.
"Again with that? I swear you two are the same person" Ken stated with a laugh.
"Well you obviously don't know us that well" Alice said, almost a hurt tone in her voice.
"And if you did, you'd pick up our obvious differences" Trisha said, equally as hurt.
"Well, you're boned" Peter stated.
"Agreed" Eric said.
The Spartans all laughed as they continued to search for the enemy.