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Posted 17 September 2008 - 06:05 AM

This is a background story I'm writing to use for myself when my suit of armor arrives. I tried to have it as accurate as possible without making it 100% precise. Here it is. 1:00 AM and I can't sleep, this is what I come up with.


UNITED NATIONS SPACE COMMAND TRANSMISSION
9148R-02
ENCRYPTION CODE: NONE
PUBLIC KEY: UNSC ONI
FROM: Spartan-F06 PLANET REACH SECOND DEFENSE PLATOON UNSC NAVAL INTELLIGENCE BASE
TO: ANY SURVIVING UNSC OFFICER, MEMBER OF SECTION THREE SPARTAN-II PROGRAM, DR. CATHERINE ELIZABETH HALSEY, CAPTAIN JACOB KEYES
SUBJECT: MISSION LOG DATE 2008 (?)
CLASSIFICATION: TOP PRIORITY (BGX Directive)
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2300 Hours, Sept 16, 2550 (Military Calendar)
Epsilon Eridani System
Planet Reach

Spartan soldiers. The ultimate weapon. In the birth stages of the Spartan program, I was one of the seventy five children selected to be transformed into a Spartan warrior. Through all the rigorous training, all of the nightmarish routines, and horrendous programs we were subjected to, it's safe to say that each and every one of us became what we were designed to be.

As time passed, we only grew stronger. Day after day of the various regiments laid before us sharpened each of us past the point that any normal soldier could even begin to imagine. We both physically, and mentally surpassed the abilities of nearly every one of our superiors, and we were half their age. The "Spark of Youth" was more like a live wire dancing on the ground.

There was something I lacked, however. Every other Spartan was almost programmed to execute each mission to the fullest extent. No questions asked. I was the Spartan that asked questions. Much of me believed that the battlefield was no place for me, but I managed to prove myself time and time again in combat. I was even lucky enough to accompany Spartan-117, The Master Chief, on some missions sorting out minor rebel disturbances. He was an absolute inspiration, and I knew that as much as I tried, I could never be the Spartan he was. He was just too damn lucky.

I had my own share of luck, however. After the physical augmentation of the Spartan soldiers, my body was one of the very few that survived the process without either dying or becoming physically handicapped. That was just about where my luck ran out though, and it very much explains my presence here.

During the first years of war against The Covenant, my luck had me stay behind on Reach as a part of a line of defense for the planet, should The Covenant ever find us (Which they did.) As stated, I retained much more of my curiosity than the other Spartans, and also held a larger grasp of "Fight or Flight" techniques. John-117 was told once the difference between wasting lives and spending lives, but I held the concept of "Why die if you can live to fight another day?"

I'm sure many many of my fellow soldiers would label it cowardice, which is uncharacteristic of a Spartan, and in a sense, they may be right. I never did think my place was on the battlefield.

Before the planet Reach succumbed to The Covenants force, I was stationed to perform hourly sweeps of the nearby forest for any sign of Covenant movement. My luck played against me again, and I certainly found some. I happened upon a clearing in the forest, which held a small gathering of Grunts.

Among a generally sustained firefight with the five exhausted Grunts, I neautralized each target with no restraints. All five fell dead almost as fast as the bullets from my MA5B assault rifle. The only difficulty was that thick foliage jammed much of my radar tracker, which under normal circumstances, would have revealed 4 Jackals hidden in the brush. The ruthless creatures charged at me, which was uncharacteristic of a Jackal, and began to try to maul me to death.

Bear in mind I was issued in the first generation of MJOLNIR armor, and energy shields were undeard of on a Spartan at the time. They managed to scrape me up fairly bad, despite my attempts to hold them at bay and crunch their feeble little skulls at each chance I got.

During our flailing, one of the Jackals managed to disarm me, but didn't know how to operate my rifle. His confusion over my weapon left for a window to kick his head clean from his spine. As I recovered to finih the last Jackal off, I noted with horror that the last living Jackal was making a martyr of himself. He had armed a plasma grenade from a corpse of a fallen Grunt and lobbed it towards me. In my hasted to avoid the ball, my mental processes conflicted with the neural receptors in my suit, causing me to trip and fall into a nearby mud puddle. I was half submerged beneath te muck as the grenade detonated, shattering my faceplate and severely wounding the left side of my face.

I managed to walk away from the fight, but I was damaged horrendously. I staggered back to base and spoke to a technician that repaired my suit within the hour.

While in my momentary lapse of attention, alarms started to blare and klaxons screamed through the halls of the base. Reach was about to get hit. Hard. I gathered what supplies I could, and pulled together a group of Marines and other personell from underground. There was no longer a time to fight, but a time to escape. If we didn't make it away from Reach, we'd certainly die.

I hoarded my new crew into a docked Pelican and blasted the engines at more than the capacity they could handle. I didn't care if the engines burned up, I just wanted to escape. Through the atmosphere we flew, watching as the planets surface was glassed before our eyes. The Marines and technicians were distraight, but I had to keep the focus on getting our ship to the sky.

We almost made it, too. I heard the sirens. I saw the beam, and felt the heat. No sooner had we broken free from the atmosphere, than a beam of concentrated plasma from a Covenant warship barely tag our little Pelican. In my haste to escape, I failed to watch my surroundings. I turned my eyes back for one last time, only to see the Marines and specialists I had tried to hard to save get sucked from the ship into the vacuum of space. My suit kept me safe, but it wasn't worth watching them die in the void. One final burst from a plasma cannon sent the Pelican soaring into deep space, and knocked me out inside the cabin. I was rendered unconscious as my suit did all it could to keep me alive.

I drifted in space. When or armor was issued, we were told that our air could recycle for 90 minutes in the vacuum of space, but I'm certain I was there longer than that. My best guess is that the resonant shockwave from all of the damage to Reach propelled me deeper into space. I would have certainly died there, had it not been for The Covenant. In a way, I suppose I owe them my life. Their jump to Slipspace after Reach's destruction pulled me towards their wormhole, but I didn't manage to exit Slipspace when their ships did. I theorize I travelled so fast for such an uninterrupted period of time that I did in fact travel through time.

Which is the best explanation I can come up with to why I woke up on Earth. Not only did I wake up at all, I woke up on Earth. And almost 550 years in the past.

This world surely isn't ready for a Spartan. But it has one now. And though The Covenant forces aren't a threat currently, I'll still adhere to the training I was raised by to serve my duty to the people I've sworn to protect. I just hope the future isn't as bleak as I left it. I know there are Spartans out there that can still save what is left of that war. Some of them are just lucky, I guess.

Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position.
Such a heavy burden now to be "The One".
Born to bear and read to all the details of our ending
To write it down for all the world to see.
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Posted 18 September 2008 - 02:48 AM

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Posted 19 September 2008 - 06:55 PM

Nox gave me some heads up about some inaccuracies I posted. They are as listed:

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The span of events beginning with the siege of the planet Reach all the way to the end of the third game occurs in a matter of one to two months. Your dating is off in saying it was the middle of 2550. The Covies hadn't found Reach yet.

By the time the SPARTAN II's were back on Reach defending it, they had MJOLNIR MK V armor (the classic armor for Halo: Combat Evolved), not the MK IV armor you depicted. Though I suppose it's a minor hole that could be explained by saying it was F07's personal choice. Or something. {expletive ninja'd by Cspace} if I know.

Covenant energy batteries from a CCS-class battlecruiser would vaporize you. No matter where it hit your Pelican. Vaporized.

And though it is very uncharacteristic of a SPARTAN II to question why he should fight, that is a good schtick. I like it.


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Posted 19 September 2008 - 07:18 PM

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Posted 19 September 2008 - 10:44 PM

It's cool :O I like it. By the way, the other story you've got in here (about the end of the world type thing y'know?) is way cool too. I'm just a lurker, and I didn't post sad.gif







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Posted 23 September 2008 - 07:48 PM

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After the technology to augment the Spartans armor with energy shields was completed, I was selected as the test subject that would continue to run through further diagnostic tests to see what could be done to improve the quality of the defense systems. I was chosen for what I believe to be a rather petty reason, but after I had a chance to review what all I had subjected the rest of the team to, I understood why I was chosen.
I stated that out of all the Spartans enlisted, I was the one that somehow managed to question authority. Not a single mission went by that I did not second guess The Master Chiefs judgment, either openly or to myself in the form of even a seconds hesitation. This led to me being one of the lesser revered Spartans, regardless of the fact that I continually proved my worth despite my personal opinions. It wasn’t a power struggle, as I always adhered to orders, I just always thought there was a better way to handle situations more covertly or successfully. I suppose it was a blessing that things never went my way, though. John-117 did know what he was doing, and every mission he led (All of them) seemed to come off without a hitch. I suppose I may have been jealous of his combat prowess, but there was never any sort of lack of respect for the man.
As the Master Chief went to lead other missions, Dr. Halsey held me behind to be used as a metaphorical Lab-Rat Spartan 106. I was the basis for much of the new technology fitted into the later variants of the MJOLNIR armor. I made very few suggestions, but in the end, my test results were the final product of what would be formulated into the Mark VI variant. During this time period, a special Mark VI Beta suit was built for me, while the actual product was sent to Earth to be tested by Spartan Maria.
My model was not outfitted with the complete set of modules and updates that Maria was outfitted with. The major difference was that while both models possessed energy shields, my model required a stationary generator to recharge its power. Most places could recharge this, from built in generators on Pelican ships, or any number of UNSC crafts. Marias had a separate pack that allowed her shield to recharge on its own at an exponential rate. The engineers wanted to test to see how cost effective my armor (jokingly labeled the Mark V1/2) could be if the shields were left to power themselves with remote stations. In essence, this is partly to blame for my presence in this time period.
During the Covenant invasion of Planet Reach, where the facility I was testing in was located, the wilderness base where all of the testing took place was one of the last areas to fall under fire. We had ample warning, and as a Spartan, it was my job to help defend the base in the (inevitable) event that it would fall into Covenant hands. I was held under strict orders to hold down the area and destroy any UNSC intelligence should the Covenant find their way through the labyrinth of tunnels leading under our mountain. I complied, with no hesitation. It was a chance I had been waiting for since my stationing as a test subject, and a point in life where I could make myself useful without the Master Chief giving me direction. The difficult area was that there was only one way out from the bunker I was in. A passage through the side of the mountain was the only exit, but the doors took a considerable amount of time to open. I commanded one of the soldiers with engineering experience to get the doors open ASAP, and he began the process with no difficulty.
All went well. . . For the first thirty seconds. I had garrisoned the facility, and had ten brave Marines and ODSTs each to help defend the soldiers trying to open the hatch. We heard the alarms sound as each level of the facility was breached, and saw when the entrance bay doors begin to melt. I commanded the soldiers hold fire until they saw movement, but as soon as the door moved, a white flash blinded the squad and we were held under almost instantaneous plasma fire. It was no large worry for me, as the facility had multiple shield generators stationed nearby. I was practically impervious to the fire, but seeing the brave Marines fall under the fire was gut-wrenching to see. At least seven fell to flash fire, and another four were critically wounded.
No sooner had I planted a bullet directly between the eyes of a Kig-Yar had the Marine breaching the air-hatch signaled that we were clear. I barked to the able-bodied Marines to evacuate the wounded soldiers, and get to the last Pelican ship double time. I managed to hold back the swarm long enough for the rest of the squad to get safely into the ship, but the rounds of a MA5B assault rifle last only so long. I had to resort to prying the weapons out of the fallen Marines hands to keep firing. A signal light flashed in my HUD to notify me all soldiers had made it safely to the Pelican. I sent a signal back telling them to initiate the takeoff sequence, and the pilot acknowledged. I stayed as close to the generators as I could to make sure I wouldn’t be peppered with fire, but eventually I had to make a run for it.
It was the fastest dash I had ever made in my life. I definitely pushed the Mark V1/2 to its limits, and made it to the Pelican as the last moment of its docking sequence. As soon as I entered, I held myself open to take any fire, hoping the ships generator system would keep me standing. And as painful as it was, I’m certain I kept bolts of plasma from hitting other unguarded Marines. The hatch closed, and we sailed into the sky. . . Full of Covenant Destroyers. We were out of the frying pan and feet first into Hell. I was blessed to have an exceptionally skilled pilot


Addendum. Not final draft.
Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position.
Such a heavy burden now to be "The One".
Born to bear and read to all the details of our ending
To write it down for all the world to see.
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Posted 01 October 2008 - 03:22 PM

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Posted 06 February 2010 - 05:58 PM

Topic killer is that your face or the guy from House?
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Posted 07 February 2010 - 01:49 AM

View PostJokerfella, on 07 February 2010 - 04:58 AM, said:

Topic killer is that your face or the guy from House?

Both. He is the guy from House.
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Posted 08 February 2010 - 03:51 AM

I'm Hugh Laurie.

Christ sakes I forgot about this. I don't even remember any remaining Halo history to finish it. Maybe I'll have a go at it at some point in the future.
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Posted 12 February 2010 - 09:56 PM

View PostRes, on 07 February 2010 - 07:51 PM, said:

I'm Hugh Laurie.

Christ sakes I forgot about this. I don't even remember any remaining Halo history to finish it. Maybe I'll have a go at it at some point in the future.

Do it.







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