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Captain: Luke 'Fox'
Location: Reach
Year: 2552

I sit on top of a wrecked pelican drop ship as I fire my m6socom into the growing crowd of covenant troops as some other members of my squad fire at them as well with their smgs knowing that most of us won't make it out alive but we'll take a lot of them bastards with us.

"This is Fox we are under fire the fucking covies are everywhere we need an evac now"
I shout over my comm as I take cover behind our crashed pelican as a couple of plasma bolts pass by my head.

Hoping someone was listening, hoping that we would get out of there alive. Hope is what we ODSTs had at this moment and we needed to hold onto any hope of survival in order to make it.
At least that's what I hoped for at the moment.

From around the battlefield I hear the screams of my teammates as the Elites and Grunts over run their positions. I feel someone grab my arm I turn and look at the person. I see that its my spotter as he gives me a sniper rifle “Sir is there any news from HQ?”. I shake my head. “No response”. I take the sniper rifle from him.

“Everyone fall back we are going to try and make it to the forest just south of here” I say over the comm. As I wait for a reply I feel something hit me hard in the back a sharp tense pain travels through my body as I collapse to the ground at the feet of my spotter.

I hear the scream of terror as I witness my spotter taking an energy sword through the chest impaling him the elite utters a small gruff laugh as he tosses the man aside like a rag doll blood dripping down the energy sword as I black out.

A couple of seconds later I awoke to see the elites ugly face as it picked me off of the ground. It raised its energy sword and slowly stabbed it through my helmets visor. I scream in pain and agony as I felt the tip of the sword penetrate my left eye causing it to rupture blood pouring down my face. The elite pulls the sword out and turns its head towards the setting sun.

I glare at him waiting for the stab through the chest waiting for it to end my life as it holds me in front of the small crowd of covenant troops that surrounded us to see my execution. The elite holding me said something and the crowd cheered.

Slowly I reach to my side and draw my pistol I raise it with my right hand as the crowd cheers to the elite I aim it the best I could at the things ugly face and squeeze the trigger as fast as I can. The magnums bullets hit the elites shields it turns and looks at me as the shield dissipates I fire my last two rounds into its face and it screams dropping me to the ground.

I collapse and quickly get to my feet as the crowd opens fire with their plasma weapons I take off like a bat out of hell to the nearest cover I could find. I dive behind a fallen down tree and bump right into a grunt. Me and the little thing stare at each other for a couple of minutes then it suddenly jumped and ran away with its arms in the air.

I smile 'Stupid fucking midget' I think to myself as I take a step backwards I hit something solid. I turn around and see another of the ugly elites that I just walked into I take a step back and raise my pistol at it “You have got to be fucking kidding me” I mutter under my breath as I watch it.



It points its plasma rifle at me I look at its gun then at it and throw my pistol hitting it in the chest. It looks down at the gun that I threw at it . It then looks at me and sees nothing but my scared ass running away as fast as my legs could let me move.

The elite howls in anger and fires its plasma rifle at me as I run. A bolt catches me in the right shoulder as I turn right I swear loudly as I feel pain shoot around my right shoulder and start to run towards the treeline. I hear a soft voice over my comm as I run for my life. “Fox this is Bravo team what's your situation over?”

“I'm retreating to the woods bravo there are to many of them out there” I say as I run into the forest hoping the trees would provide me good cover. “And what of your squad?” the person asks. “Dead or scattered I don't know” I say as I take cover behind a tree. “I need an evac out of here I only have my knife”.

“Roger that we will send a pelican to a clearing about two miles north of your current position understood?” the person says and I feel it again the hope of survival that I had before everything went to shit. I nod “Understood making my way there now whats its ETA?”

“About twenty minutes trooper get a move on” they say as I start to run north “Understood” I respond as I jump and leap over exposed tree roots trying not to trip or fall. I stop next to a beech tree and take a quick look around at my surroundings.

I dont see anything to important or that stands out but from what I'm able to hear there is multiple Covenant troops firing their weapons along with some wraiths exchanging fire with some Scorpion tanks. Hearing this gave me hope as I started to run again.

As I run I slow down my pace as I hear my comm go off . “This is Alpha team sending an emergency response to any available troops out there we are under heavy fire and need back up asap I repeat this is Alpha team sending an emergency response to any available troops out there we are under heavy fire and need back up asap.”

I stop and access my comm “This is Fox I'm on my way to your position” I say to the pinned down trooper that sent the message as I do this I set a way point on my tactical GPS and I start to jog towards their position thinking to myself that ill have enough time to help the pinned down team and make it to my evac point.

“Roger that Fox” I hear the response as I jog through the trees. Again I hope that I make it off of this planet hope that I see my friends and family. Hoping that I'll reach the team in time to help and most of all hoping that I will survive this war.

I make it out of the forest after being hit by multiple branches I stand alone seeing off in the distance about half a mile or so away a firefight going on. With my way point showing me the direction towards the team was that way.

I start to jog that way pulling my knife from its sheath I start to sprint feeling the adrenaline pump through my veins as plasma bolts pass by my body. As I run I see a Spartan in pitch black armor wielding an assault rifle and a magnum firing into the on coming elites, grunts and jackles.

I tackle the closest elite to the team and stab my knife deep into its head it gurgles in its own blood and dies. I draw my knife from the elites skull and turn facing a new threat a Hunter pair. “You have got to be fucking kidding me” I shout as the Spartan grabs my arm and tosses me aside.

The Spartan jumps onto one hunter and cuts open its neck with a knife orange florescent blood covers some of the black armor. They get off the hunter as the other one howls in rage and swings its heavy shielded arm across at them.

Seeing this I push the Spartan out of the way and the hunter hits me breaking a lot of ribs and my right arm. It sends me flying threw the air. “Son of a bitch” is the first words that come out of my mouth as I hit the ground. I black out from the pain and impact of the blow a few seconds later.

A few minutes later I slowly open my eyes the first thing I notice is that my helmet is off whether it was knocked off during my very short flight through the air or was taken off I don't know. The next thing I notice is that a women with long white hair, pale skin, and dim blue eyes is picking me up as if I weigh no less than a feather.

I try to speak to her but I cough up some blood instead. She lightly presses a finger to my lips and shushes me. “It's alright helljumper you'll be ok” she says in a soft caring voice I nod partly hearing helljumper and ok.

As she's saying this all I can think to myself is this was supposed to be just another routine mission but from the very start nothing about it was routine. She puts on her helmet and I realize that she was the Spartan that was fighting the hunters. Never before have I seen a Spartan up close let alone see one in general I've heard about how dangerous they were but never about one being caring.

Am I dead? Is this heaven or hell? Did she save me? Was everyone else ok? Multiple thoughts entered my head but before I figured anything else out I blacked out again and the Spartan threw my body over her shoulder and started to run with the rest of the team to an LZ.

When they got the landing zone the sun had just begun to set as they got into the back of a pelican. The pelican slowly rose into the air and flew away from the planet and into space where it docked with the UNSC frigate Shadow of Intervention.

I awoke a couple of days later in the medical bay of the frigate. I hear groans and moans of pain and agony from multiple marines and other soldiers in some of the other beds. I look around and nurses and medics running from one bed to another to treat the wounded.

I then notice someone walking away from where I was laying someone who looked kinda familiar but I don't remember from where. I look around my bed and see a small stuffed fox next to my bed. I smile and pick it up and caress it holding it close to me.

I notice a tag on it stating that it was from someone named Kit. I lay back down the stuffed fox at my side. 'A routine mission a fucking routine mission my ass'. “Nothing about this war is ever routine anymore” I say to no one in particular.