11th November 2572
00:45am
CairoStation
Earth
“Sir, you won't believe this,” said old Lieutenant Bradley. The now Commander in Chief of the UNSC, Lord Roger Price had takenother the command of Earth's defences and all of her colonies, he was a brave, experienced, but some what arrogant and aggressive. He stood at 6' 2", rather broad with shaved hair and a scar on his left cheekproof of his fighting past with the Covenant. He was but 18 when hesigned up on the 2nd of March 2531 joining the Navy SEALS aboard the ship Hit and Run. He was a veteran of the Battle of Earth, the Siege of Madrigal, Sigma Octanus IV and of the Ark. He fought in the air and on the ground with the best ofthe best of the 105th ODST battalion and the legendary Master Chief Petty Officer SPARTAN-117 as a Captain during the Ark and ending the war.
Hesaid while walking over to the Bradley, “What is it, Lieutenant?” “Sir, we have a large anomaly approaching one of the drones nearPluto.” Bradley said from under a red cap at one of the upper balcony stations.
“Bring it on the screen, soldier.” Price grunted. “Aye aye, sir.” Bradley moved his wrinkled hands over the console. He was middle aged, roughly fifty six, and moved faster than most at his age. Price looked at the screen, trying to figure what could be so large,move so quickly and be undetected until now. A look of horror appeared on his face, and he bellowed, “Get all battle stations onto red alert, load up the MAC cannons and get all available ships to form a defensiveperimeter around the orbital stations!"
“Sir, ground forces aremobilized, but may I ask what are we preparing for?” a NAV Officer said curiously.
“An invasion,” said Price .All personnelwithin the observation deck had horror and fear on there faces,marines, SEALS, ODSTs and even–was that a SPARTAN-IV?–started running through hall ways, and securing all doors to the outside and every docking bay.
Mean while, ground forces all over Earthwhere helping in civilian evacuation to underground areas immune to glassing. Taking control of the streets,Scorpion tanks, warthogs, ODST and marines crowded the streets readyto take on the Covenant the Flood, whatever it was once again.
Lord Price looked towards his2nd in command, Commander Archer. “Get me Colonel Rijic and Admiral Anderson ASAP!” Roger, along with his crew, shouted, pressed buttons, sealed doors, grabbed weapons, and overall did the best they could.
Colonel Rijic was one of the youngest yet most battle hardened men within theUNSC now that the main forces were filled with glory seekingpreschoolers, he stood at 5' 10", he had a muscular face withstubble rough short black hair, he could give the best Jiralhanae (Brutes) a run forhis money in hand to hand combat... and he HAD. This had earned him the title of Colonel Goliath within the ranks of the military.
“Colonel! I need you to prepare every one of the ships in your docking station for immediate exfiltration and preparation for combat.” said Price without a smile over the COMM. “Sir, yes sir..." Rijic mocked unenthusiastically from the mobile defense platform The Seven Seas of Rye.
“Alright, what now? I've got everything except supremely damaged ships ready to go.” said Rijic with a serious look in hiseye.
“Excellent, colonel,” Price replied, “I need you to getyour ODSTs and SEALs and send them to the new ONI building in Arabia. Now, I can nottell you why as it is apparently a security risk, but I can assure you they are in nodanger with this task.”
“Understood.” Rijic said with a saluteand marched out of the command deck to the barracks, a structure thelength of a football field long. On his way he stubbed his toeon an MA5K Assault Rifle. Hepicked up the rifle and inspected the condition. The weapon had scratchesall over, with the one of the sight lenses smashed and bent in an almost U shape.
This angered the colonel, who then stormed intothe barracks shouting, “Okay, you horrible excuse for men which ofyou spineless cowards has a weapon missing?”All the marinesinside leapt from their beds and stood to attention.
Thecommander walked up the line of soldiers holding the gun in his lefthand, looking each marine in the eye, one soldier so petrified hewet himself as the commander stood in front of him. Looking indisgust, Rijic told the solider to go and get cleaned up and thathe'd deal with him later, the marine wasted no time and ran out ofthe room.
Meanwhile, outside, Seraph fighters had beenreleased upon the battle, hoping they could escort landing craft to destroy theMAC stations as they did the last time they fought. As the fightersclosed in every Shortsword fighter was released in endlesswaves from the 100+ battle ships orbiting Earth to take on theincoming fighters. Longsword bombers prepared to launch and destroy Covenant vessels. During this time the Covenant armada stayed beyondthe MAC range.
A message appeared on the Cairo Station's mainscreen as well as every other orbital stations' screen.
The face of a Jiralhanae chieftain clad in platinum armour appeared.. “ Surrender yourworthless planet!” Said the ruthless brute. “Surrender now orwatch your planet burn! I have brought a thousand ships and more youdo not stand a chance of victory!”
“One hundred twenty-three isn't exactly a 'thousand'.” Price mocked the huge chieftain.
The Brute growled in anger, and the Covenant armada moved closerto engage the UNSC.
“Well everybody, get ready!” said Price withsorrow in his voice “We're going to war!”
I corrected the entire thing in past tense with correct grammar spelling, ect. I also added some stuff and changed some stuff.
Tank > Banshee