User:Darkest Reaper/Mombasa Night Drop

Mombasa Night Drop is my first Story. It is set at the time Halo 3:ODST, and it follows 'The Rookie' or James Downing, I've modified the storyline a bit, but it's fairly realistic, isn't it?

Summary/Characters
It is 2552.

The Covenant have breached Humanity's final colony; Earth.

The Covenant have attacked the Kenyan megacity, New Mombasa.

Heavy Damage and Civilian Losses have been confirmed.

But things may be looking up.

The UNSC have responded with ODSTs or Oribit Drop Shock Troopers.

These Troopers have been assigned with one task. Capture the Carrier attacking the City.

This is near-suicidal. But these ODSTs are the best of the best.

And if we recapture New Mombasa, Earth may be saved.

Story
OCTOBER 20TH 2552

UNSC SAY MY NAME

SOL STAR SYSTEM

ABOVE EARTH

“The Navy put up a good fight.” Said Mickey. “Such a brilliant shame that they missed an Assault Carrier.” Replied the new addition to the Squad, James Downing, running his hand through his light brown hair which he often did when he was highly annoyed. “How about you show some respect, rookie.” Growled Dutch. “Oh c’mon Dutch, that thing’s half the size of Mombasa!” “They left it for us.” “Oh! Did they now!? Look, I just want to know why-” Yelled James. “Relax Rookie.” Said Romeo as Sirens and lights started up. Gunnery Sergeant Edward Buck then entered the room with a new person... “Hello beautiful.” James heard Romeo mutter quietly. “You know the music, time to dance.” Said Buck. James noticed Buck looking at Romeo and decided to help out. Romeo looked up at the nudge and saw Buck glaring at him. “Pods, now.” At this, Mickey, Dutch, Romeo and James walked over the Weapons Cache.

“What the hell kind of armour was she wearing?” Said Mickey in high confusion. “ONI, that or CYODT.” Answered James. “What, Create Your Own Damn Thing?” sniggered Romeo. “Yup.” “Pft! Seriously?” laughed Romeo as James examined a M7S Caseless Submachine Gun. “Seriously, Close Quarters, right?” Said James, who moved to attach the gun to his Pod. “Exactly.” Said Romeo, passing the detached M90 Shotgun to James. James, caught unawares of the swipe, was knocked to the floor. “Ahh!” Yelled James picking the dropped M7S and this time attaching it to his pod. “What the hell Romeo!?” then James heard Buck speak. “Second to last. Right next to mine.” “Cosy” smirked Romeo. “Shut up.” Replied James, glaring at Romeo with his deep blue eyes. Buck began walking to them. “Who the hell is she, gunny?” asked James. “Ms. Naval Intelligence. Our new boss.” Replied Buck aggravated. Both James and Mickey muttered “Damn.” “Oh brother...” “So, check your mouths, find your chairs...” continued Buck taking and slamming the M90 onto a rack. “...and get set for a combat drop!” finished Buck, angrily shoving a sniper rifle into Romeo’s Chest, and a Spartan Laser each to Dutch and James, who collapsed under the force of the throw, as Buck Departed.

“What the hell am I supposed to do with this inside a Covenant Ship?” asked Romeo to the room at large. “What the fuck about me?” shouted James, staring at the Spartan Laser.