Chapter 1
In the year that followed, the United Nations Space Command had lost 3 more colonies to the alien juggernaut, the Covenant. The only notable victory the UNSC had secured was driving the Covenant away from what was left of Harvest. It was a painful victory, for every one ship we destroyed, we lost three.
I had signed up for service in the UNSC as soon as I could, and they entered me into a multi-billion dollar project to train a group called, Spartan Fours. Although we weren't augmented as well as the Two's, or trained since the age of 6. We were determined and numerous, and through that, my unit, Colonial, had survived to see the UNSC's newest Flagship, Infinity.
Shortly after we stepped on the Infinity, a Spartan 4 in Scout armor approached us, my HUD marked her as a commander and I turned to Colonial.
''Colonial, Attention!'' I turned to face the commander as 5 boots stamped the floor. ''Commander on deck!'' I saluted and she returned the salute.
''At ease Chief, what unit is this?'' The commander's voice was unmistakably female yet surprisingly authoritive.
''Chief Petty Officer Spartan James McKay ma'am. Commander of Colonial.'' The commander nodded and looked past me.
''At ease Chief. Commander Sarah Palmer, Spartan commander of all Spartan units on Infinity.'' She pulled out a digital tact-pad and checked a list.
''All of Colonial will now be serving Crimson squad under Captain Tim Laskey.'' I was shocked to hear this but went to dismiss Colonial. When I went to leave, Palmer called me back.
''You, Chief, will be serving the newly reformed Noble team, report to Colonel Mike Bowen.'' I nodded and saluted.
''Dismissed.'' Palmer returned the salute and went off to speak to another unit.
So that was how it began, I had just been stripped of my squad, and was about to start serving a squad that since has been called Admiral Osman's Suicide Squad.
This was the start of one hell of a ride.