0756 hours, June 25, 2552 (Military Calendar)
Aboard UNSC Longsword Hoplite
In orbit of Planet Reach.
Master Chief descended a silver ladder leading to the main ship controls. Two UNSC marines strutted by because they had just been promoted to be commanders and so they were showing off their new black badges to Captain Arnold-an English marine who never got promoted and never was given a badge. He got nine out of ten for some reason and never full marks, although there was rumour that went around saying that he had a fight with a pretend armoured covenant prophet and came out from it not looking very good. In the end he had only one arm left when and the other one was replaced with a motorised one just because he did the 'Aim and Accuracy' level and a stray bullet rebounded on his shoulder.
But the three just chatted to each other until a window shattered and a luminous green energy bullet streaked past Master Chief's Helmet and landed one of the two marines' head. It didn't look a too fatal incident but it turned out to kill him. But the bullet seemed to spread itself across the commander as if covering him in a large green bubble. Master Chief covered his head as a great big flash of light detonated and so the bubble exploded and the marine suddenly grew taller and wider turning blue and green and when it stopped an evil malicious grin opened wide on a covenant Hunter! He quickly balled his hands and as he did so a ball of eerie light glowed as if it was green lightning then next a podium appeared with a red button he pressed the button with a zap then he dropped dead, leaving an alive human UNSC marine in its place. "Whoa!" screamed the commander. "A person-a thing seemed to take over me. Oh! And did I say it felt horrid!" and dropped dead. "Chief!" mumbled Cortana.
Suddenly a billion shots sounded in unison from four covenant Destroyers and hit the ships controls plus the people driving the Hoplite ,then the ship dropped and dropped and dropped... travelling faster and faster and faster.
"BRACE, BRACE, BRACE!!!" Yelled the Captain.
They floated down and down heading towards a large structure down below and even Master Chief was starting to feel queasy and uncomfortable.
Then Cortana said "Thirty metres to structure, twenty-five, twenty, ten, five, two and ONE!"
The force of the drop felt both fatal and death-risking to everyone on the ship; vehicles banged, weapons shuffled and marines fell.
They had just fallen into the middle of a covenant vs. human battlefield-Planet Reach.
0756 hours, June 25, 2552 (Military Calendar)
Aboard UNSC Longsword Hoplite
Falling to Planet Reach.
Suddenly the ship's engine kicked into full increase in speed struggling to keep altitude but then another thing appeared to John-if we could land on Reach the lingering marines ,Chief and Cortana could try to communicate with any UNSC forces in orbit to form an effective campaign to attempt and-.
In a blink of an eye, the Longsword crashed onto the surface of the UNSC training facility-Planet Reach.
"Everybody out! Everyone Out!" Captain Arnold bellow, "Go Marines Go Go Go!"
Master Chief's Jaw would have dropped only if he had one!
But he did talk to Cortana and said, "What the hell?" garbled John with an exhale. As only as many as five marines jumped out of the smoking longsword hatch.
"The other marines" mumbled Cortana with a crack in her voice, "Were in bad condition until we landed but we-WHOAH!"
From above a covenant fighter's plasma turret's flared red hot then blasted out ten emerald boiling globes of plasma bearing spot on for the marines.
"DISPERSE MARINES DISPERSE!" bawl John.
Late. Too Late.
A high explosion made the ground shudder which created a massive fissure. In that crater the remaining five marines and one Admiral Arnold lay sprawled on the soft soil to rest in peace. Then Master Chief's Motion Detector pulsed blood ruby, and as he looked at the dead brave men his green armour reflected in the sunlight and a horrible thought filled his already packed mind: vengeance.
Then a group of ten banshees' fell from the air to create a circle around him. John lifted his body up from the ground with his MJOLNIR armour clanged onto his body. Luckily the banshee's were empty and when he looked up he caught a glimpse of a pelican dropship easing away. The Master Chief strolled towards one of the fliers and he climbed into one feeling both upset and angry. His banshee flew through the air until his amour temperature suddenly leaped sky high and with the sudden breach from his suit his flier dropped altitude level towards a cliff down below. He eased himself out and all set for another hard landing.
He didn't feel better after that either.
Gloomy. Injured. Irritated. Fuming. Scorching.
Then after his temperature fell a bit john pressed a green panic key on his arm. The panic button. The button turned brighter with the button saying "ON OUR APPROACH!"
Then a brunette figure emerged on the horizon- A brute, hairy and treacherous ran towards John with an Energy Sword glowing as bright as a neon illumination. In time which lasted only too quickly the brute became more meticulous plus generously proportioned- his arms and legs too powerfully built to be true. He swayed a bit since the his final sprint but the chief only dad to double-kick the alien to kill him and as the brute's knee's buckled and snapped, the pelican dropship overhead lowered itself to a height the Spartan could climb into the pilot inside joked, "I guess you couldn't get your own ride as John laid down onto a first aid operating table which wash placed in the rear of pelican which was soaring away, John slept while the doctor encouraged him to a long enjoyable dreamless deep sleep.
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