User blog:Mark-118/The Stranded SPARTAN

This was written a long time ago, so plenty of the information is incorrect. I've only read so many of the books and I'm just now starting The Ghosts of Onyx. Please tell me anything you know and PLEASE tell me if you like it or not.

The year is 2250. Humanity has been at war with an alliance of alien races called the Covenant, who threaten man’s existence, for 3 months now. The Covenant consists of 6 different races. The largest threat that humans have been dealing with are the Sangheili (san-g-hell-e), also known as Elites to humans, and the Unggoy (oon-goi), or Grunts. The Elites stand at about 8’6” with slouched backs. They wear several different colors of armor to show rank. The armor they wear have personalized markings for what caste they belong to and have rechargeable shields to the armor. Depending on the rank their armor can have a camouflage effect. The Grunts, who only reach 4 feet tall, follow the Elites in squads. A squad usually consists of one Elite and three to four Grunts. Grunts can only breathe the gas on their planet and not oxygen like all other species. This limits them to wearing large gas tanks and gas masks. Their armor grants no shields and can easily be penetrated. The United Nations Space Command’s Marines are one of the only forces that stand a chance against the Covenant. Although there is a special forces section to the UNSC Marines. The Spartans.

The Spartans are genetically enhanced UNSC Marines who are trained for military use at an early age, usually around age six. The Spartan you’ll be reading about is Spartan 118. He’s been stranded on the Covenant colony planet, Anguish. His mission was to assassinate the Elite commander positioned on this colony and he has missed his pickup from the UNSC drop-ship that was supposed to be his escape. He has his customized Silenced Neutralizing Penetrator Rifle (SNPR), and a Marine Pistol. His only chance of survival is to hijack a Covenant drop-ship, or Phantom, and fly it back to Earth. Only thing is, a Spartan always finishes the job. There is a Covenant Corps meeting at high noon on Anguish today. A Phantom will be there to give the Elite commander a ride back to a mother ship in space orbiting the planet to check on supplies after the meeting. S118’s (S for Spartan) customized armor gives him a scope on his helmet’s VISR (the glass eye protector) that can see as long as his SNPR and a speed increase giving him a running speed of up to 60 mph and reaction speed twice as fast as a regular Spartan. These will help him a whole lot in what he’s about to go through. There’s only one catch. He’ll have to avoid or eliminate a crowd of over 200 Covenant troops consisting of Elites and Grunts who are all armed.

It’s 11:30 pm and the meeting is about to start. All troops are present and the commander, who is ready to give his briefing, is in a protective shield from all sides. It protects him from all bullets and weaponry but recognizing living beings. Living creatures can pass through this shield. S118 has found a spot on a cliff that has view of the whole Covenant Corps.

S118 starts to plan out a strategy. He can pick off as many elites with the 20 shots he has for his SNPR, then get a running jump into the crowd. If he moves fast enough he can eliminate plenty of Covenant troops before being confronted if he starts from the back of the crowd.

It’s now 11:55 pm and the meeting is about to start. Our hero has a perfect shot of the highest ranking Elite in the crowd. The Elite is standing with a group of 3 Elites of equal rank holding a conversation. 11:59 pm, the Commander is now in front of his microphone. Exactly 12:00 pm he begins his first word and in the middle of his first syllable our hero takes his shot.

An Elite moves his head in the line of fire of the shot. A coincidence in S118’s favor, because the bullet flies straight through both of their helmets. An Elite sees the death of his two comrades and is then immediately killed by another shot from S118. No-one knows of the death of the three first kills. The Spartan kills off 2 more squads of Covenant troops with the same strategy. 2 shots left. S118 decides to save them for the future. He back ups exactly 10 yards, and calculates his landing. It’s going to be rough.

He runs to the max speed he can get with such a small distance. It’s a bit slower than his calculation, but his jump makes up for it. He lands of a small hills and is able to slide down without catching anyone’s attention. He quickly runs to the corpses he has created with extreme subtlety. He then says a quick prayer.

He picks up 3 plasma grenades that stick to enemies, and one of their Energy Swords. Links it up to his armor and is prepared for a fight. He sneaks up to a high ranking Elite, turns on the Energy Sword, and tells the Elite, “Damn, I can’t understand a word he’s saying.” He then stabs the Sangheili straight into the back and lets him drop to the ground. His cover is blown, and that’s exactly what he wants. The Covenant troops turn around, and only have enough time to realize what has happened and gasp before 3 more Elites are dead and 10 Grunts are gasping for air as their tanks explode.

The commander orders his troops to attack just after the 30th troop is dead. A silver Elite turns on his Energy Sword and lunges toward S118, but he is too slow. S118 spins around the Elite’s forward thrust and slices his back from top to bottom. At this point all of the Grunts have cowardly run away from the battlefield. This decreases the croud’s size which isn’t good for the Spartan’s cover. S118’s Energy Sword has been overused. He throws it at a low ranking Elite and slices his left leg through the kneecap. The Elite is rendered useless. The Spartan is shot in the left arm but his shields take the blow. His shields are at 83.7%. S118 switches on a plasma grenade and chucks it directly at an Elite. It sticks on its shoulders. The Elite panics and runs into the crowd for help and falls to the ground. The grenade then explodes killing over 15 elites. The crowd is left to only 14 Elites who have given up on the situation. All of them run for safety. S118 is not here to kill them. He’s here for the commander in platinum who is boarding the Phantom.

The Phantom starts up and begins to elevate. S118 picks up a running speed of 27 mph. The 23 lb SNPR is weighing him down. He decides to shoot off the two shots he saved at the Phantom’s pilots. He shoots both shots. Misses the first and hits the second time. The pilot is out making the Phantom stutters. The co-pilot then takes the wheel. S118 abandons his SNPR and picks up speed. The commander starts shooting at the Spartan and hits him several times. His shields are down to 21.4% and not recharging. The Phantom is about to start forward. Our hero makes a leap of faith and attempts to grab onto the Phantom. His attempt is successful.

He has only one hand on the edge and hanging for dear life, and the Phantom is at an elevation of 250 feet. The commander stomps on his hand. S118’s shields down at 0% from the blow, but he still has a hold on the ship. The commander begins to speak. S118’s helmet translates. “Your attack is futile. You have killed many of my troops, and you will now pay for what you have done.” S118 replies, “I don’t think so.” The Spartan uses his free hand to place a plasma grenade on the commander’s calf. “No!” The commander yelps. “You will pay for what you have done, Spartan!” The commander slips as he panics and falls off the Phantom. The grenade detonates half-way through the drop. S118 climbs into the drop-ship. He puts a gun to the back of the co-pilots head and tells him, “I’ve killed enough today. I suggest you grab a parachute.”