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Chapter 1: Reach

(Underlined words and words from Cortana)

Riding in a pelican was about the single most normal thing for me. Other than practicing every known combat form, pelicans were pretty normal.

I was the only one standing up, because no chair was available. But that was fine, I didn't like sitting down anyway.

"So, Jossten, how'd you get so big?" Marcus asked me.

I had my helmet on, and just looked at him. I was a foot and a half taller that any spartan there. Why? I don't really know. The age for augmentation was 14 and 13, but I was only 10.

"Your age." I said in a low voice. My voice seemed fuller, and lower pitched than any here.

"What about our ages?" Alexander said.

"What was your age?"

"13." Marcus said.

"14." Alexander replied.

"Hm."

"I think I know why your so large." Cortana said to me.

"Why?" I said back.

"Your augmentation was scheduled to be at 14, but you aced training so fast, they augmented you as soon as possible."

"Hm."

"Since you were only 10 years old, the amount of augmentational energy put into you, was disporportionate, hence, your larger than normal."

"So, why are you so large?" James asked.

"I was scheduled to be augmented a 14 years of age, but was augmented at 10 years of age."

"Woah, why so young?" Alexander said to me.

"It seems that I completed every training test with flying colors, and was augmented as soon as possible."

Being a foot and a half tall than any other spartan was nice though. My chest was more built than other spartans, my legs, my arms, and my back.

Everything was larger. In a sense, I was super-augmented.

I just looked out from the pelican. I didn't need to bother with an explanation anyway.

"Alright, here we are." The pilot said.

"Prepare for landing."

We felt te pelican land on something solid, as we looked to see another UNSC base, but this time, a munitions depot.

'Hm. Probably issuing weapons.'

The pelican door opened up, and we proceeded to walk out.

"Watch your step." The pilot said to us.

We were walking out, when Marcus seemed to trip on one of the grates that were loosely screwed on.

I caught him just in time though. Having faster reflexes helps with things like that.

"You alright?" I asked, just to see if he didn't have anything wrong with him.

"Yes." He replied.

I resumed walking, until we walked off the pelican, and onto the solid metal surface of the depot, and walked towards the large door ahead.

The door opened up, and we walked in.

"Alright spartans. This is where you are issued weapons. You have your choice of weapon, and you will stick to that weapon until you are in need of another. Understood?"

"Yes sir!" We said while saluting.

"Go on, we don't have all day."

We walked over to the large weapons, and looked at them.

There were assualt rifles, battle rifles, shotguns, and a sidearm.

"Shotgun, aww yeah." Alexander said while picking it up, along with a ass-load of shells.

Others picked battle rifles. Others picked assault rifles. But something else caught my eye.

I walked over to the dimly lit weapon arsenal, and saw what I was looking for.

A katana. Only to be used by the highest spartans.

I picked it up, and practiced with it a bit, the other spartans watching me as I did so.

I picked that, and a sidearm. Not to mention a whole lot of magazines.

"Woah, a sword!" Marcus exclaimed.

The officer walked up to me, a stern look on his face.

"Do you know how to operate that sword?"

"Yes sir. I trained for months with a sword."

"Good. Finally a spartan who doesn't go guns blazing. We could use a sword weilder. Seeing as how your armor is black and grey, I guessing you are a stealth operative?" He asked.

"Yes sir."

I looked at the sword again, and saw, engraved in the sword, was the word;

'Axious'

I grabbed the sheath, and connected it with my armor in the back.

He led us out, and gave us a salute. we acknowledged with the same, and boarded the pelican. We walked inside, and he closed the hatch.

I pulled out the sword when no one was near me, and studied it. Made of the hardest alloy, and razor sharp, it shined with regality as I studied it some more.

"Wow man, were did you get that?"

I didn't answer. I was too busy being intriuged by the sword. It was as clean as a whistle.

I put it inside my sheath, and sat down on one of the free seats. I strapped myself in, and prepared for the ride.

After a few moments, we heard an evacuation taking place in the civilian city.

"Turn that up." I said to the pilot.

"Evacuation is underway mutiple Covena-" And the radio cut out. Either our radio just died, or something was interfering with the signal.

"Marine, open the hatch."

"What? You crazy or sumthin'?"

"Do it now!" I said to him.

The hatch opened it up, and something I never though possible, was happening. Multiple Covenant cruisers were shooting drop pods down on Reach, all at the same time, UNSC Light Cruisers tried to stop them, but only ended in complete failure.

"Land us!" I barked.

"Yes sir!" He said quickly.

"Well, this is our first chance to see what the Covenant look like face to face."

And at the same time, my comms went off.

"Oh god, this can't be." Cortana said.

"What can't be?" I said while running out of the pelican, the other spartans unsure of my actions.

"The Covenant have succesfully landed drop pods. Good thing the evac was quick about it. But we need to get in there and see what's going on."

"Listen to this."

"We are requesting backup, all marines need to be stationed at Reach!" My comms went off, and a female announcer said on the emergency line.

I kept running, until I heard something ungodly.

"Ergoh, chaaa vo vo vo!" A gruff voice said while he waved his hand to someone.

I stopped when I heard this, then saw rubble coming down through the atmosphere, crashing down on my positon.

I dodged and weaved through the rubble, until I found cover, and saw a dead marine with a shotgun next to him. I grabbed that, along with as many shells as I could find. I proceeded to get up, when rubble crashed near my positon, covering me in dust for a few moments.

(Music: Rock in a Hard place)

I reloaded the shotgun, and walked out from the dust, pumping the shotgun to release the shell, and put another one in.

I looked back, and saw my squad behind me, all ready and pumped for the battle ahead.

"Cheenaww, vobanew!" He said while shooting at us. The bullets flew past us, one hitting me in my left leg, damaging my shield a considerable amount.

I ran back and forth, zig zagging through the enemies to kill the leader, a tactic used to confuse grunts.

I jumped in front of him, blasting my shotgun in his face, popping his shields, and killing him instantly.

"Wahaha!" The grunts whimpered while shooting and walking backwards.

I put my shotgun to my back, and pulled out my katana, and charged at them the way they old samurais used to, dragging their sword on the ground, and then raising up to attack.

I sliced through the first grunt, my sword covered in blood from them, proceeded to kill the next one. A plasma grenade flew past my head as I yelled;

"Head's up!"

I sliced through the next one, and the next, before an Elite came around the corner holding a large cannon, dressed in yellow armor.

He shot a blast at me, hitting the ground and blowing me back.

I had no idea where my squad was now, assuming they split up.

I got up quickly, and heard him charge for me, screaming something as he did so.

"Chabanew!"

I rushed at him, and stabbed in the gut, my sword stopping his advance immediately.

"Chabanew to you too." I said while pulling it out. I walked towards some stairs, seeing grunted run away in fear at what a spartan could do.

"Covenant dropship inbound." Cortana notifed me.

I climbed to a high building, and looked out at the mess below.

I thought of one thing when I saw the Covenant dropships release troops onto the city below.

"This is going to be one hell of a fight."

"This is going to be one hell of a fight." Me and Cortana said in unison.

CHAPTER END