Me and the silent Jasmine strode through the halls, marines, crew members, and anyone else parting like the Red Sea as we passed. She turned left, I followed, she turned right I followed, up an elevator, through some doors, a few more turns and then we stopped.

She turned to look at me before speaking, "You might want to introduce yourself to another part of your fireteam." she pointed to her left, I turning my head to follow, saw a large tanned man with black hair covering either side of his face.

"That's Crow, you should really get to know him yourself." she said,and I was happy to oblige.

I walked over to where he stood, leaning over a computer terminal. he huffed and ran a hand through his wiry black hair, pushing it aside and allowing him to see me in his peripherals.

A very gruff and deep voice resounded off of the walls as he stood to full height and spoke, "Hello there fellow SPARTAN, I assume you are the one they call Ardent?" he asked, raising an eyebrow on his tanned and sun wrinkled face.

I nodded before replying, "That would be me, I assume you're Crow then?"

He nodded as well, smiling a bit. I scrolled through his profile, seeing he was only 21. He almost looked like a few more years could have made him 40. His real name was Shikoba Muscowequan, ironic, being that his first name meant feather, he was anything but. He stood at 6' 9", shoulder to shoulder with Commander Palmer. He was huge, he had muscles in places there weren't supposed to be muscles. He seemed to know this, but was oddly humble about it.

"I see you have met the tiny she-devil then?" he asked, with a smile directed toward Fallen

I chuckled a bit, Fallen growling at him like an animal, "Yes I've met her, feisty one she is." I responded with another chuckle, getting one in return from Crow, his body rocking with every laugh. Fallen just sighed and leaned back against the wall, defeated.

Crow talked with a sort of wisdom that seemed like it would have taken years longer to acquire, yet he seemed to… fit, with the wisdom. He was an odd character, seeming a little too peaceful for a soldier. Though I'm sure that would change.

"Where are you going Ardent?" Crow asked.

"Call me Sam, and I was headed to my cabin."

"Why would you go to your cabin when you can meet the rest of your squad?" He asked with a sly grin, and I didn't really have an answer for the question.

I smiled and responded, "Lead the way."

"Gladly." Crow said before turning away from the computer and walking into the hall.

"Where is the rest of the team?" I asked, genuinely confused as to why they were so scattered about, Jasmine answered for me.

"Either War Games or the Mess, that's really all I could think that they would be doing."

"Classy" was my sarcastic response, once again being lead away in this huge ship.

My stay here was apparently going to be a long one, i thought over what Jasmine had said one more time before asking a question, "War Games?"

Jasmine looked at me with a malicious smile, "Oh this is going to be fun."

What had I gotten myself into.

Alright guys that's two down three to go! Meet Shikoba Muscowequan, otherwise known as Crow. He's Native American influenced and straight form the mind of Da Goff Rokka! I forgot to credit the person who came up with Fallen so here they are, Dragonwait!

Only three more entries being accepted! Hurry up and take em'!

~TheLooneyBin~