Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Halo: The Battle for Halier; Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Spartan 142, also known as Max, watched out the window of his stationed battle cruiser, The Forward Unto Dawn. He watched as covenant fleets materialized in front of the planet Reach. He didn’t need to have a mission briefing before he knew what was going to happen. He put his helmet on and readied for a drop. He had pretty basic Mjnoir armor with minor modifications to shoulders to make it easier for him to move his arms. He stood as a commanding officer walked in. His cyan armor reflecting in the window of the cruiser. Max turned to the officer and saluted.

“Son, we’re under attack. We need you to get your squad ready for a hot drop onto the town of Halier. You drop in 5.” The officer had an overly stern sound about him.

“Sir, you can count on me.” Max commented cockily.

“It’s not you I’m counting on, it your team. Now get going.” The officer just turned and walked away. Max figured it was just the situation, but they’d be fine. He walked down the corridors of the cruiser, dodging people running to their stations. He met up with his team, Team Gamma, in the mission briefing room. The 3 other Spartans stood in a circle waiting for their cue.

“Reach, is under attack, but I’m sure you know. This is a defense and extraction mission. Samuel, you can’t hesitate to take a shot this time. If you do, it could be our lives. Get your gear. Cory, grab a turret from the armory before we go, we’ll need it. And Alison, I know this is your first mission, and it’s gonna be brutal, but you need to stick in there. Meet at the drop pods in 3.” The other Spartans saluted and went their ways for a brief time. Alison walked up to Max, hesitant at first.

“Be honest with me, are we gonna die?”

“Honestly, no. Spartans never die. Get to your pod.”

After three minutes Max met back with the Gamma team. He took his helmet off for a second. “I talked to mission command. We got the best of the best down there, Alpha squad, Noble Team, Bravo Squad. We need to let them know that all Spartans can do what those guys do.” Max put his helmet back on, and popped his knuckles. “Now, let give them hell, in the name of Reach!” Cory attached the turret to a lone drop pod that well land near by her, before climbing into her drop pod. “Oh, Samuel, take this.” Max tossed him a standard Sniper Rifle. Samuel placed in in his pod before preparing for drop. Max quickly reassured Alison before they climbed into their pods.

A voice came over the intercom; it was the ships A.I. “Spartan Team Gamma Ready for drop in 3. 2. 1. Dropping, have a nice day.” The pods quickly detached from the ship and had a small thruster push them towards the surface of the planet. The pods continued to fall, quickly reaching terminal velocity. About a mile above the surface, the flaps opened and the metal parachute deployed. The pods slammed into the ground about fifteen meters from each other. Max opened a com link between him and his team. “Everyone alright?” He opened his door, the hydrolic systems sending it flying forward.

“Samuel here, I made it, but my door is jammed.”

“Of course yours would. Max I’ll get him.”

“Thanks Cory, Alison, status?”

“I’m fine, just a little shocked that I just dropped from space.”

The team laughed before meeting up in front of Samuel’s pod. “We could leave him there. Right?”

”As much as I would like to, we need him, open it up Cory.” As though she knew he would say it, she gripped a bar from her pod and shoved it into the door’s crack. Once it was securely in the crack she pushed the others out of the way, and punted the bar. The door flopped on the ground lazily.

“Yea that was worth pushing us out of the way for.”

“Shut up Alison.”

“Come on now you two. We need to get to Halier and help defend the city. Command this is Sierra 142, me and my team are on the ground headed to Halier. Seems like quite a long walk from out landing spot, think you could spare a ‘hog?”

“Rodger 142, looks like we got a warthogs in your area, I’ll have them drop you one. ETA 2 minutes.”

“Copy that. 142 over and out.”

Samuel climbed out his pod, hearing the discussion with command. :”So what, we gotta sit hear and wait for some ‘hog. That’s crap, we’re gonna get nailed out here.”

“We’ll be fine. Let’s head to those caverns over there. They should give us adequate cover and a place to get ready for this better.”


  1. Nice, you must have quite the imagination to come up with that! I know I could never write something that well.

  2. thanks cell, check everyday for more, I write it before I go to bed