These will be a collection of stories from me, Offensive Bias, Killer! Grunt!, and anyone who wants to post a short story
here is my first story. Mind that these stories will all be scattered not in a specific time period of the war. just little battles
0600 hours, August 30, 2552, (Military Calendar)/
Epsilon Eridani System, Orbital Defense Generator
Facility A-331, Planet Reach
Corporal Jacob Clemens looked at the chaos ensuing all around him. Everywhere he looked there were people collapsing and dieing around him.
He looked over at his best friend that he'd known since he was 8, Jonathan McNeil.
When Jacob had looked at the ammo counter on his MA5B he noticed it had 22 rounds still in the magazine.
Jacob only 19 years old thought war was hell, but his father had urged him to be a man and fight. Though instead of fighting Jacob was on the verge of crying in the trench he was in.
Slowly gaining some courage he poked his head up and fired his weapon at an approaching grunt. Seeing the rounds penetrate his target a wave of gleeful emotion swept over him. Then he saw Jonathan do the same but also chuck a grenade at an approaching Elite.
When he saw Jonathan do this he looked at him and nodded. When Jonathan did the same Jacob felt unstoppable knowing his friend was there to help.
Then Jacob emerged from the trench again and fired at a group of grunts that had gotten past the others. When all but one fell over dead his weapon clicked letting him know his ammo clip was empty. In terror he saw the grunt turn and stare into his eyes as if he could see into Jacobs skull. While at the same time leveling his Plasma Pistol.
Out of the corner of his eye he could see Jonathan jump at him. Then tackled Jacob to the ground.
"Wow thanks Jon!" Jon didn't speak or get off of him. "Jon?" Jacob looked at Jon and noticed some blood dripping from the right side of his head dripping onto the ground.
He lifted Jon up and looked at his head, it was completely burned through the skull in places so he could see his best friends brain.
"Scrambling back on his hands while still looking at his friend he started screaming.
Unable to control his emotions his CO looked over and slapped him in the face. "Get a hold of yourself! Don't be sad, get pissed! Go kill some of those Covie sons a ***!"
Jacob felt his flaw, "Sir yes sir!" In haste he stood up and popped a new clip into his weapon. He leveled it at an Elite and fired. Making the eight foot creature fall over dead from a head shot between its eyes.
As the numbers of Covenant slowed Lieutenant Buckman stood up and shouted, "Charge them, drive them back!"
But what Jacob didn't know was that the Lieutenant had called in air support. Then he aimed at another Elite not paying attention and emptied his clip into the beast. The ammo hadn't killed him though. With blood pouring from multiple points on his chest he looked at Jacob and shouted with his head up a challenge.
Jacob with adrenaline pumping so much he could he only see straight in front of him he charged the Elite. With his fist clenched he jumped up and punched the Elite in one of its four jaws.
When the beast felt the blow it fell onto the ground from his injuries all over its body.
Then Jacob jumped onto it and repeatedly hit him with his left and right fists. With purple blood splattered on his face he stood up and looked around the dense foliage he was in. The he heard a weird yet familiar noise.
He looked up and had caught a glimpse of a Longsword fly over him right before he felt a wash of heat come over his body.
Those were the last things he felt and saw.
Halo: TCW"As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I have no fear because I am the meanest mofo in the valley