Im not sure if i might include dialogue, this is just an intro.

Plasma scorched the metal of the warthog. The driver lost control, a plasma pistol burst. Flipping to a halt on top of the passenger, pleas for help could be heard. Blood curtling screams could be heard as a marine turned to shoot his rifle "Hunters!!!!!!!!!" as a large metallic shield came and crushed his skull. Two rounds sounded off, a scorpion pair took out the hunter pair. The marines cheered, and turned to an advancing grunt and jackal party. A sniper round went off over a marine's shoulder. He looked up on the hill, two dark figures stood there, one haulsting a rocket on his arm. The figure pulled out a blue sphere, pushing in, he launched it. The marines watched as it landed on a grunt's methane tank, causing a chain reaction. The figure charged in, pulling out two pistols, unloaded shots into jackal and grunt alike, fleeing around the battle. A marine sergant snapped back to reality, still in the trenches he grinned, "Over the Wall!" He climbed the wall, a scolding blast of plasma searing the sergent's skull, but the marines charged, fearless, morale so high. A medic cringed at the look of the skull and melting flesh. The spartan fired his rocket at a golden elite, knocking him up into the air, burning him. A grunt pulled a grenade up and launched it, sticking a hunter's shield. The hunter roared and chased down some jackals, not knowing what it was killing. A sniper round shot off, hitting the fleshy part. The figure stood up, it was a spartan. The two spartans exchanged symbols with the hud. A pelican landed, another green hand pulled the two up. They looked down upon the field, a few tanks cleaning up the rest of the jackals. A marine looked up, "Who are they?"

A nearby medic responded "Alpha Squad.."

paragon:

Heck I don't even own the place. I am more like a gardener.