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A long travel back home by Justin Van Patten



Bad Memories and new
Date: 8 February 2004, 7:11 AM

September 01, 2552 (Military Calendar)
0954 Sigma Octanus Four.

As the Master chief looked out the back of the Pelican drop ship onto the landing platform on Sigma Octanus 4, he remembered when he had done a mission here with Sam and Linda. All he could do was see Sam's face when he had left him on the covenant cruiser to die. Sam had died for freedom and yet there is none. The covenant had destroyed and glassed Reach. The only "free" planet left was earth, and still that wasn't free. There are still pirates stealing and killing American and UN Peace leaders. So John, SPARTAN 117, felt as if his best friend, his best friend in which he had grown up with. Ate, slept, and lived with, had died for no reason. As long as the covenant were out there, Sam and the rest of SPARTAN 117's fellow SPARTAN's had died in vein. John tried to shrug the feeling off but he knew that it would come back sooner or later. "Chief, what's the hold up?" Phoenix said over the COM channel.
" Nothing! Phoenix and Saber move up the left side and clear out the munitions depot. That will be the fall back shelter. Hawk, you come with me. And Eagle you stay back here and make sure nothing happens to the Pelican. It's our only way off this hellhole of a planet. Now move out, double time."
"Sir yes sir!" the new SPARTAN III'S barked back to him acknowledging him. As Phoenix and Saber moved left all the Master chiefs saw was a blur as they sprinted to their objective. He wondered why the new Spartan's were faster than the SPARTAN II's were. He wondered if they had made new steroids for them to be faster. Again he shrugged it off. This one he didn't know if it would come back. As the chief and Hawk made their way to the loading dock John, SPARTAN 117 heard static over his com channel. He called Phoenix and Saber and asked if they had tried to contact him. They replied with a stern "No Sir." He then did the same to Eagle. He to had not tried to contact the chief. John 117 knew that it had to be someone from the UNSC because only the marines knew that transcript code to the Chief's MJOLNIR suite. The chief asked Cortana to track where the signal had come from. "Of course chief." She replied feeling the eager that the Chief also felt. About 2 minutes later, after the chief and Hawk had cleared every room from the insertion point to the Loading bay. Cortana came back onto the COM channel.
"Chief. I have located where the transmission has come from." Cortana said with a shocking sound to her voice.
"Great. Where is it from?" The master chief replied with excitement in his voice. A totally different felling of that which Cortana had.
"The transmission which you received cam from a broken piece of Halo." Cortana said obviously still checking and re-checking her calculations. Although no one could see the look on the chief's face, they could know something was wrong with the way he had all of a sudden stopped in his tracks. The words echoed through John 117's head, playing and re-playing over and over. He was puzzled by the thought of anything on Halo surviving. The blast from The Pillar Of Autumn should have blown whatever was there to hell. He then thought about what would happen if the Flood were still alive. The chiefs asked Cortana to recheck her transmissions calculations again. She did so and they stayed the same.


September 01, 2552 (military calendar)
1030 Sigma Octanus Four.

" But how could anything survive the blast from Halo? " the Master chief asked Cortana.
"I don't know. My calculations were correct so nothing should have survived. I, I don't know what happened." Cortana said, furious at the fact she didn't know. " The blast should've have destroyed everything. Plants, structures, and the Flood." When Cortana said this the memory of Pvt. Jenkins helmet camera when he had seen Srgt. Johnson and most importantly, Capt. Keyes become infected with the flood. All of a sudden John 117 felt his pulse in his head. He could hear is heartbeat in his ears. The could only mean one thing.The Covenant where here. The Master cheif called over his COM channel to the other SPARTANS. " Everone to my position double timed. We've got company." Although John 117 wasn't happy the Covenant had survived. He was happy he finnaly able to kick some covenant ass after his all to long break.





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