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Chapters 1-2
Posted By: HaloFREAK<adehesa3@comcast.net>
Date: 15 April 2003, 6:33 PM
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i'd love some feedback on this cuz this is my first time posting a story.. This is sort of a mix between Halo and Aliens, so dont critisize me for for stealing other peoples ideas, i get enough of that from my friend seth.
PROLOGUE
After the fall of Reach and the SPARTAN IIs, human forces begin to evacuate all non essential civilian colonies for use to the military. Then, on June 27 the colony TH-744, a highly valued arms producer, went silent without a word from the colonists or anybody. After many tries at communicating the colony, UNSC command sends a Hyperion II class cruiser, the CORUSCAN, with a complement of 60 marines to investigate.
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MISSION UPDATE 7.13.2552 0600
CONTACT LOST WITH COLONY TH-744
__________OBJECTIVES_________________________
1. INVESTIGATE LOSS OF CONTACT WITH COLONY
2. SUPPORT COLONISTS IF NECESARRY
3. ELIMINATE ANY COVENANT FORCES ENCOUNTERED
4. CALL IN FLEET IF REQUIRED
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INITIATING CRYO THAW OUT OF FIRETEAM NOVEMBER.....................ON-LINE
APONE, SGT.B.................ON-LINE
MENDOZA,CRP.J................ON-LINE
THOMPSON,W...................ON-LINE
VERCETTI,C...................ON-LINE
JENKINS,T....................ON-LINE
FRYDREIGH,D..................ON-LINE
CAPARZO,V....................ON-LINE
NYUGEN,J.....................ON-LINE
DELGADO,R....................ON-LINE
MACHI,K......................ON-LINE
BISHOP,N.....................ON-LINE
HAWKINS,D....................ERROR,........ON-LINE
CHAPTER 1-CRYO TUBE-$2000, 13 DAYS OF CRYO-SLEEP-$500, WAKING UP TO PHLEMMY COUGHING-PRICELESS
The Bridge, 0600 hours
Captain William Robinson was at one of the large windows at the bridge,gazing out into space, wondering how long it would take for the Covenant to annihilate them all, and wondering if there was any chance of survival. " Sir, the marines and the rest of the crew are regaining conciousness now. Do you want me to brief them or not?" Ensign Needa said to the Captain. "No, no I'll do it. Remain at your station and see if any transmissions come from the colony." Robinson said, then strode over to the main command screen and flipped a switch for the PA. "Good morning marines, how does it feel coming out of your beauty sleep?" he asked. Most of the marines weren't pleased at his comment. Some were flying the bird at the cameras. He chuckled to himself, then said "Okay people, you know the drill, clear your trachias of bronchial surfactant then shower and report to the cafeteria in thirty minutes time for breakfast, then head to the armories by 0730 and stay on standby. All FireTeam Sergeants report to the bridge by 0700 for briefing. Robinson out."
"Alright ladies on your feet!" barked Sergeant Apone, who was already up with a cigar in his mouth "What are you waiting for, breakfast in bed? C'mon, move your asses! You are'nt in the damn Girl Scouts anymore." he yelled as his team lazily dragged themselves out of the cryo tubes. Apone is 42. He had come from a family that had been in the military for generations, and the Marine Corps. was his family, not because he had been there since he was 20, but because a Covenant cruiser glassed his home planet.
"Move it up! I want you in that cafeteria in twenty!" he turned and looked around in the foggy, dim lit room, then turned and saw Hawkins who was still sitting in his tube, hacking up the sufactant."Hawkins, suck it up and get at of that tube now goddamit!" Hawkins glared at Apone, and Apone glared back saying" Look into my eye. Fall in people, let's go!"
"Aw Christ, first we have to taste that cryo inhalant shit first thing in the morning, then we take freezing four minute shower, then we have to eat food that tastes like dog shit.Thank god I only have four more weeks here!"Thompson groaned.
"what do you want me to do soldier, get you a nice fat goose?"asked Apone.
"Gee would you sir? I'd LOVE that!"
"Don't give me any lip boy or you'll find yourself floating home."
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CHAPTER 2-THE CAFETERIA 0623,cafeteria 04, the CORUSCAN
" What the hell is this supposed to be?" Thomson said, pulling his fork out of his 'Chef's Surprise' dinner, with something stringy attached.
"Dog myelda i think." said Mendoza to irritate the Sarge.
"See! I swear we're just eating dog shit!Why do you always defend this shit? Everybody knows its nasty!"
"Son, if you hate the food this much, why don't you go and eat one of those fuzzy blue bastards today?"said Apone.
"I will! Anything is better than this!"Thompson yeled back.
"So sarge, what exciting things are we gonna be doing today?" asked Vercetti.
"It's a rescue mission you'll love it. There's some covenant bastards that need to be rescued from their mortality." said Apone. Evrybody laughed. It was going to be a game day.
Mendoza, Thompson, and Vercetti all came from New Bronx on Mars. Mendoza had lived in the Ghetto before joining the marines when he was 17, the same year his brother had joined. He has been in the marines for three years and has seen action on Sigma Octanus IV and many other planets.His brothe was stationed at Reach the day it fell, and ever since Mendoza gets a bit nutty when fighting Covenant.
Thompson lived in the upper class areas of New Bronx and joined the marines for kicks. He has only four weeks left before he can get an honorable discharge.
Vercetti's father was boss of a very inspirational mafia family. A police raid later arrested all of the leadership and the family collapsed. Vercetti had two sentences, and one was marines.
As one big digital digital clock turned to 0715, Apone left to go to the bridge for the scheduled briefing with the captain, leaving his squad in the cafeteria.
Next chapters: Apone goes to the briefing with Robinson, the Cortana 1.5, and the landings on TH-744.
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