User:Warhead Prime/Operation: GRIM REAPER

Its nearly been five years into this war, and it's been stressful on my men, I have already lost Phillip-A153 and Maria-A222, I don't plan on losing any more. I am Sergeant Jack-A396, hm, I've almost forgotten my real name, Wilson, Jack Wilson, but every one above me in the chain of command, like those holes at ONI, refer to me as A396, my team calls me Jack. The Covies arrived in 2531, they scared the crap out of a ONI ship and the idiots just fired at the Covenant ship without asking questions, my team and the rest of the UNSC like to call this ONI's fault, ONI blames it on the captain, the captain blames it on faulty weaponry. What ever it was its because of ONI, and now the UNSC are cleaning up their mess. If you ask any general or captain, they'll all tell ya the same thing, “"At first it was going well. Then setback after setback, and loss after loss, made what was going to be a quick and decisive win - into five years of chaos." if you ask me, it was chaos when the Covies first came down to the planet. ONI knew what the Covenant were planing, just never told any one, I found out only a month ago when ONI called me for a debrief on a mission that nearly failed. They just kept talking when I entered the room, I heard Halsey say somethin' about them intercepting a transmission telling the Covenant ships to prepare to 'cleanse the planet', what ever that means. Anyway, this last mission was great, our only victory since those S-II's drove the Covies outta the capital. It was starting out horribly but ended well, this is what happened, me and my team were being deployed onto the surface via pelican, the Covies where interrogating prisoners, mostly ONI, trying to pry information outta them, somethin' about a 'map', I don't know. But they were determined that the ONI techs knew. Among the prisoners was Halsey herself, someone named Ellen Anders, and a civilian named Hans. Anyway, we touched down on the ground, only seven of us now, well six, when we landed, a grunt threw a plasma grenade too close to the primary engine, and the whole pelican blew, lost Maria there, she didn't jump off in time. We killed the outer-defenses of this place it was huge, they were in the center. “Priming breach,” Izzy said, we all hid at cover around the door for a panoramic view of the inside. “Clear!” the door exploded, the Elites started pointing at us and yelling at everyone in their language, not sure if anyone understood but they caught on pretty quick, we retuned fire and wiped out half of them, Bailey moved to sniper position and Izzy stood next to the door, constantly chucking grenades in. we wiped out the hall way and moved up to, split into teams of 3, and moved out, I had Kate and Brian in my team, Tim had Bailey and Izzy. We both moved down opposite sides of the place, I guess that Tim and the others went down the right path, because they found a Prophet moving into a room. They followed and found the hostages, we ran down the hall way they did, but Brian was almost ran through by some massive Elite in fancy armor. Me, Kate and Brian turned and fired at the hulking monster, but were over run, we gave him the slip, but we were lost, couldn't find the others, couldn't find anything, what we did find though was a squad of four Hunters. Elsewhere, Isidore, Bailey and Tim, found them, Bailey contacted us. We arrived in 3 minutes, inserted a snake cam, and viewed everything. “Tell me where the map is, or this one dies!” the elite we encountered earlier threatened, grabbing Hans. “We don't know!” Halsey yelled. The Arbiter looked at he for a minute then dropped Hans, as he ran to the others he was cut in half. “You're next!” he said as he grabbed Anders and put his sword to her throat. Brian kicked the door in and shot the Grunt guards. The Arbiter dropped Anders and charged us. He was going to stab my brother, I tackled him, threw him off his balance, ordered Bailey and Kate to untie and escort the ONI techs. Me and Brian fought him but he threw us out the huge stained glass window. As we fell, Brian ordered “LOCK YOUR ARMOR!!!!” I did, and he did, too. We hit the ground which was 200 feet from the window. We unlocked our armor and laid there like we died on impact, the Arbiter looked down at us, then left. We got up and ran to an over turned Troop Transport Warthog, we both had to flip it over. We drove it back around to the LZ and picked up Bailey, Kate, and the ONI officers. And drove off. We were chased by Ghosts, Brian looked at me, said, “Love you, bro.” and threw himself at the Ghosts. Boarded one, shot down the other. But the 3rd shot him down he tumbled, but stood back up, then he faded over the horizon. We made it back to base, we proclaimed him MIA. But only three hours later he came back, armor dinged and scratched, he told me how he made it back. “That Ghost rammed me, I hit the armor lock, just in time, too. I hitch hiked on a Wraith, then once it got to close to base, I planted a frag in the engine. And walked the rest of the way.” Thats it, thats the story of Operation: GRIM REAPER...