Sun Jun 07, 2020 6:55 pm
Here's a little something:
UNSC FRIGATE ARMSTRONG
NOVEMBER 23RD 2552
UNSC SPARTAN "DAVID WILKERSON"
Wilkerson walked through the brightly lit corridor leading to the hangar bay, the bright LED lights always fully woke him up if he wasn't all the way there. He put on his helmet, the VISR setup HUD lit up, displaying an array of buttons and options all glowing in a bright blue light. He walks into the Hangar, greeted by his commanding officer, Sgt. Foley. Foley bore an olive green uniform, and had a graying beard. Wilkerson gives a firm salute. "At ease, Spartan." Foley said in a sternly manner, "We have a problem." He continued. "Sir?" Wilkerson responded "The Covenant have invaded the capital city of Nightfall on Exodus. We're unsure of why they've targeted this specific location, your job is to get down to the ground, and see exactly what the Covenant are after." "Understood, sir." Wilkerson responded. "And Wilkerson-" He paused, Will looked at him. ".. Nevermind, son. Carry on."
Wilkerson retrieved his MA5C from his back, loading the 32 round magazine into the back of the rifle, Bringing 6 extra magazines and an M6G Magnum with him. "Everyone buckle up, we're taking off." The Pelican Pilot said in a strong southern accent. The Pelican lifted off the ground of the bay, and left the frigate.
CHAPTER 2: ARRIVING AT EXODUS
There were 7 other marines in the Pelican with Wilkerson, all whispering things among themselves. The Pelican rocks back and forth, it landed, right at the entrance to Nightfall. The hull hatch opens, Wilkerson and the seven marines sprint out of the Pelican. They get behind some concrete rubble, using it as cover. Wilkerson glanced at the one of the marine's dog tags in the hull just before, It read "CPL. AVERY". Avery peeked over the wall with his MA5C fully loaded, and saw a blue light whiz right over his head. "Holy--!" His expletives were cut off as he quickly looked behind himself. There was a plasma grenade adhered to the Pelican's jet. "MURRAY!! GET OUT OF THERE!!" He screamed into the COMMS. "What? I can't hear you, you're breaking u---" BOOM!!, The backside of the Pelican was completely blown off in midair, and it went down. "Our evac is toast! We're not going anywhere." Avery exclaimed. All of them were still pinned down behind cover, as green and blue plasma projectiles flew over them like rain. Another marine peeked over the wall, and shot a volley of rounds at whatever was in front of him. He could barely see, he was too afraid to make out the targets. Wilkerson did the same, but before he fired off any shots he noticed a figure to his right. It was a Jackal atop a rooftop, with a Beam Rifle. "Get down!" He yelled. KRAAK!! The marine was hit straight through the skull with a beam of light originating from the rooftop. A hole 6 centimeters in diameter was in his head. His tags read "PVT. DANIELS". "Jeez!, where did that come from!?" Avery exclaimed. "Rooftop, 400 meters to the right." "Why didn't you shoot at it!?" "It's outside of our range, it's a waste of ammo. We're going to have to move up." Wilkerson responded. "When, where??" Avery said. Avery seemed to have a grudge against spartans. "See that motel over there? We'll get good cover there." Wilkerson responded. "But first--" He was cut off, ROAAAAURGHHH!!! A 9 foot tall ape-like creature bulldozed through the concrete barrier, "DIE, HERETICS!!" It exclaimed in a guttural, deep voice. It wielded a jagged looking Submachine gun, with dual spikes on the barrel. "WHAT IS THAT!??" One marine shouted, firing wildly at it. The ape took the bullets like they were blanks, shrugging off the fact that it was pumped full of lead. It shoved it's crude weapons' spikes right into the chest of the marine, the man screamed in agony, was ripped off of it, and thrown aside, two down. Wilkerson knew that this was a Brute, a massive ape-like creature with incredible strength. Avery knew about it too, but only saw them in the simulations, seeing one in person was terrifying. Wilkerson pulled out his combat knife, and hopped towards the beast, shoving the blade right into his back. The brute grunted with anger, turned around, and threw a solid punch right into Wilkerson's stomach. The impact was sickening, but he endured the urge to vomit. Avery emptied his whole magazine, but didn't have time to reload, So he pulled out his M6G. He fired three shots, but the sights weren't adjusted. Two of them missed completely, but the third hit the brute in his left eye. "AURGHHH!!" The brute yelled in pain, and charged wildly at Avery. The brute shoulder charged him right into the wall, he went straight through it. "Avery!" Wilkerson exclaimed, and grabbed his fragmentation grenade. He pulled the pin, and forced it into a bullet hole. The brute screamed in pain again, but for the last time. Wilkerson threw a strong kick and knocked it on its back. BOOOM!!, a massive, red mist explosion killed 2 marines and threw Wilkerson on his back. The last ground troops were a couple grunts, and the Jackal sniper. The grunts fled, flailing their arms around. Wilkerson got back up, and scrambled over to find Avery, but he was nowhere to be found.. The two remaining marines got up, came to their senses, and picked up their MA5C Assault Rifles. Will did the same. They cautiously peeked over cover to kill the grunts, aware of the Jackal sniper anxiously awaiting its next kill. Wilkerson and the marines sprinted towards the motel, moving quickly and quietly. They were 350 meters away from the Jackal, still too far for accurate shots. Will aimed down his sights anyway, breathing steadily. KRAAHHHH!! A 14.5x144mm bullet screamed through the air, and went straight through the Jackal's throat. It fell to the ground. Wilkerson recognized the sound of the firearm, it was an SRS99D-S2 AM model. Long range, hard hitting sniper rifle. He followed the bullet trail to the source; it was another marine, possibly part of the same battalion. "Contacts. UNSC forces, 380 meters to the left." Wilkerson said. "Let's go." He continued.
