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HALO: Peace Without Serenity by ToFu
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Chapter One Unforgiving Wounds
Date: 29 February 2004, 10:15 PM
(This is a story based off the HALO universe, its not about master Chief or any of the Spartans, its about the heroes, the marines!)Oh yeah my names ToFu on HALO: PC
HALO: Peace Without Serenity
Chapter One
Unforgiving Wounds
By: ToFu
Sgt. Dorian McPherson sat in the library reading a novel by R.A. Salvatore a classic fantasy and Sci-Fi writer, of the early 21st century. Dorian wasn't the average soldier, always catching up on his reading, instead of training with his fellow marines. It wasn't like he needed the training; he was one of the most skill Marines in United Nations Space Command (UNSC), having fought in planet Vru'gun, to save the Colony of Aurora from rebel forces.
Sat across him was his childhood friend Corporal Jonah Kaneshiro a Japanese descendent of the famous Japanese actor Takeshi Kaneshiro, (who stared as a video game character for Capcom's Onimusha series). Wherever Dorian went, Jonah was there beside him; still irritated when Dorian was promoted to Sergeant and he didn't, made him less respectful to Dorian. But they were still best of friends, nothing could have broke there friendship...well maybe an attractive women.
They both enlisted in the army of the ages of seventeen by age twenty-one they were transferred to the UNSC Marines. Now both of age twenty-six, they now serve in planet V'vardenfel, a colony of 4 million.
"Hey you heard of a Drow?" Dorian said curiously.
"A Drow?, isn't that like a dark elf?" Jonah replied.
"Yeah I think it is, but why would they call a dark elf a Drow, instead of an Dark Elf?"
"I got a question of my own, why do they call porn, porn, why can't they call it pleasure-tainment? It boggles my mind."
A Short round woman approached the two marines. "I think she's coming to ask for your phone number Dorian, good luck," laughed Jonah. Dorian punched Jonah in the arm.
"Good evening gentlemen's do you happen to be Sgt. McPherson, and Corporal Kanay... shhhero?"
"It's pronounce KA-NE-SHI-RO!" yelled Jonah.
"I apologize Mr. Caneacheerio." the women struggled to pronounce.
Jonah looked at the women in silence. "...I give up"
"Can we help you Ma'm?" said Dorian."
" Yes both of you are needed in the Conference room, Lt. Helsing will be waiting there with your squad mates."
"Thank you I understand" Dorian answered.
The librarian then walked back to her front desk.
"What could the Lieutenant want?" asked Jonah.
"Don't know, but it must be important." Dorian replied and left his seat. Jonah followed behind.
They walked out to the hall, and headed towards the elevator. A marine was running towards them.
"Hey, hold up guys!" ran Corporal Terry Fisher. "What's up fellas, must got that message from the LT too huh? Man he screw me up, I was about to DG-Style this chick, when all of a sudden, and my COMM. went on."
"Hehe dude that sucks." Jonah said.
Terry Fisher was one of the marines in Dorian's team, the tallest of the squad; he stood 6'6 he looked like a Spartan without its MJOLNIR armor. He was the strongest, an Ex-Navy Seal, who was injured in the field and got transferred to the Hell Jumpers. He didn't mind, because the marines had more action with the Covenants then the Seals then their usual stealth and infiltrate missions on Earth. His skills was a weapon expert, he knew every human weapon ever made, like it was his ABC's.
Dorian was glad to have him as a teammate. Their team needed a weapon freak like him.
The elevator door slid open letting them off on the fourth floor. They all approach to the conference room.
"I hope they have treats, I love treats, huh, huh?" Jonah winked and smiled. Someone open the door for them.
Standing beside the door was Lt. Alik Van Helsing, their team leader; he wasn't a man to mess with. Lt. Helsing was a hardcore soldier to the max. Stories told of him defeating a whole platoon of pirates, with just a combat knife and his surroundings. He had a long scar stretching between his forehead and the middle section of his eyes. It came from a fight with an Elite Covenant; the alien tried to slash the Lieutenant with its plasma sword, but instead got blown in the face with a M90 shotgun, and just leaving the Lieutenant with a scar. The Lieutenant still carries with him, to this day, the tooth of the Elite, he had decapitated.
"Gentlemen come on in..." Lt. Helsing said calmly.
"That was strange, we would of thought he chewed on us for being late." Whispered Terry. His toned was too soft maybe it was strange.
"Have a seat men, I have some important matters to discuss with you..."
With his arm across the back of his head sat Corporal Jermaine Townsend the first marine to arrive in the conference.
"What's up playas, what you fools been up to?" yell Jermaine while getting up his seat, giving each of them an urban handshake. Jermaine was one of the coolest people you can meet. He had corn rolls on his head, that were against dress violation but, since he was one of General Hilton's favorite, they let him pass. Jermaine was the only black man in the team. People liked having him aboard, he was the life of the party, always singing his R&B's to us. And he was a good singer too, and a better fighter.
Beside Jermaine sat Private Julian Shepard, the newest recruit to join the Hell Jumpers at a steady age of nineteen he was the youngest of the team. Just after getting a degree in Criminal Justice he decided to join the marines, not a wise choice but he wanted a piece of the Covenant. He had come from a wealthy Western family in Orange County, California. People didn't think this kid had any combat skills, but he fools a lot. He was classified as one of the best's snipers in the UNSC. He could've gone against Spartans best sniper 143 in a shooting contest. People didn't know where he got the skills but none bother to ask.
Lieutenant Helsing approached the front of the room, placing his arms behind a Podium.
Next to him stood a man in a brown leather jacket.
"Gentlemen I want you to meet, Dr. Franklin Kurosawa."
"Please call me Frankie." The Doctor responded.
"Uh, sure Frankie."
"We will be escorting his science team to the planet Nylund, to do research and study on the habitants and atmosphere of the planet.
"Sir don't we already know this?" Dorian said.
"Yes, but this isn't why I called you guys here, Everyone here knows President Quinton Phoenix of the destroyed Colony, Orville right?' well he's decided to come with us, since he has an interest in Nylund, he's considering having Nylund as a new Colony."
"Damn more baby-sitting..." whispered Terry to Dorian.
"We will be arriving in Nylund approximately twelve minutes..."
The continuous part of Chapter One: Unforgiving Wounds
"Excuse me, Lieutenant is President Phoenix, onboard with us?" Dorian calmly said.
"No, he had early departure to Nylund three days ago, He should be examining the planet with his crew. But we haven't heard from him. That's why I called you men here, President Phoenix wasn't able to contact us for three days now, we are thinking their ship is having troubles transmitting signals to us."
"Bad transmitting? I doubt that's it, Lieutenant." Dorian said while stretching.
"Well it does seem strange but, there is no other clue to what's wrong with the Maha Vailo, unless, it's been..."
The marines sat quietly, and watched Lt. Helsing struggle for an answer. But there was none, they knew the Lieutenant had one, but he just kept it to himself.
"Ten minutes thirty five seconds until destination." The ships A.I confirmed to the crew.
"Alright men gather the equipment."
Everyone left the room and went to the hangar.
Dorian sat next to a window looking out in space, then he notice a large planet, the size of Neptune sitting alone next to nothing but stars and its three moons. The Planet did resemble earth, it was not as much covered with water, but more with lands, like sixty-seven percent.
"Lieutenant, we are ready to fly you off, please confirm when you are ready." The Captain said.
"Thank you Captain, we are ready." Lt. Helsing replied.
"Alright Lieutenant, letting go in three, two, one...good luck men."
The Pelican flew off towards the planet. Two others followed, with the rest of the science crew and team. And one Pelican with just supplies, a Warthog and an ATV.
The Shipped landed near a clear meadow of grass. Everyone hopped off; Lt. Helsing was the first to get off. Dr. Kurosawa rushed out second.
Lt. Helsing examines the area of the landing zone. Holding his M90 shotgun in hand. Dorian looked out into the distance, and could see bird like creatures flying away towards the sky.
"Beautiful, beautiful indeed..." Dr. Kurosawa said with eyes of excitement.
"Wow this place is huge!" Jonah said while gazing in every direction.
Jermaine got onboard a Warthog, signaling for riders.
"Hop on in fellas its gonna be a bumpy ride." Townsend said.
Dr. Kurosawa and Fisher got aboard. Julian, Jonah and some science crew help get and carry the equipment. Lt. Helsing waited for the second Pelican to drop a Warthog.
"Hey I'll get on the ATV, and scout out the area for a camping spot." Dorian said.
"Alright, find us a nice spot, McPherson." LT. Helsing responded.
"Yes sir!"
Dorian rode off into the jungles, in the ATV. The jungle was quiet strange from planet Earth. The ones on Nylund had unnatural colors of plants and trees that resembled fortresses. The trees look like it was able to be garrison. "Man these place stinks." Dorian said quietly to himself. There was strange reptilian creature that kind of looked like monkeys, gliding to trees, with its wing. They curiously look at Dorian, and Dorian curiously looked back. Then suddenly his ATV flipped, and flew, making Dorian land on some brushes. He got up and looked around, wandering what cause his accident.
"What the hell." he said angrily to himself.
He followed his tire tracks, and suddenly he notices the cause of the accident. Lying on the ground, with he's torso torn open was a fellow marine named Albert Steiner. He was in the same boot camp as Dorian.
Dorian eyes lid open, he walked towards the corpse and examined it. Half of his lower body was missing. He then contacted Lieutenant Helsing on his COMM.
"Lieutenant, this is Dorian, I found a dead marine in the jungle, don't know the cause. Looks like his body was torn apart."
"What the hell are you talking about, McPherson? Alright stay put, I'll be there."
"Fuck, what the hell could've of done this..."
Then he felt something wet fall on his ear, he reached and saw the substance that was on his ear, and it was red and thick, like blood. More blood dripped on him, he looked up towards where the blood was falling and saw a tree where the missing legs of the dead marine Albert were lying.
He heard the humming growl of the warthog. On it was Lt. Helsing, Jonah, and Terry.
They parked near the corpse of the dead marine.
"Oh man, what the fuck happen to him." Jonah yelled with eyes wide open.
...Corporal Steiner, he was a good soldier, and was probably a good meal to whom ever ate him." Lt. Helsing said.
"He was eaten!?" Terry said.
"Well it looks like it, look you can see his chest, and it has teeth marks lining around it."
"Lieutenant the rest of his body is up on that tree over there."
"So, something drag him up there?" Terry said to the Dorian..
There was a trail of blood leading towards the branches of the tree, where the body laid.
"I'm guessing his body was indeed drag, but by what?" Dorian replied to Terry.
"Yeah, I'm guessing his body fell off and landed on the ground...Well its to late, we better find a camp spot, before this thing returns for its meal."
"Don't need to tell me twice." Jonah said.
"Where's the ATV McPherson?"
"Uh, I accidentally ran over Corporal Steiner's corpse, it flew over those brushes, but its still in good shape. Just a few minor scratches."
Lt. Helsing nodded his head. "Get on it and let's go."
They all drove off deeper into the unknown jungle, Dorian looked cautiously at every direction, while on the ATV. He drove with one hand on the steering handle and one on his MA5B assault rifle.
"Sir over there, looks like a big enough spot to plant camp." Terry said whilst eying toward the area.
"Alright, Kane called the rest of the team, McPherson set up camp, and Fisher and me will try to find President Phoenix and his team."
Dorian watched as Lt. Helsing and Terry drive off. It his mind he still thought about what happen to Albert.
"Hey Dorian you alright?"
"Yeah...,so what you think of this planet?"
"I have to say its beautiful, very colorful though, but beautiful, wouldn't live here but, it's cool.
"Yeah, same here..."
Dorian set up a tent, with a COMM. link reachable to the Space Reaver. The ship that they were on, before arriving on Nylund.
"Hey Jermaine, we've found a spot bring the doctor and the rest of the team over."
"Cool, so what the hell happen over there? Heard Dorian found a dead guy."
"Yeah it was a marine, Corporal Steiner, his body was ripped in half. The LT says something was eating him. Doubt that though.
"What fucking kind of news is that?!" Man was be their player. Townsend Out."
There was a strange noise behind a tree, Dorian jumped and grab his rifle, Jonah on his M90 shotgun. They approached the tree. Something suddenly jumped out and landed on Jonah.
"Ahhhhh, get it off me!"
A small hairy creature with three-inch eyes, laid on him, licking his checks. The strange creature looked like a treasure troll toy, from the earlier twentieth century.
"Calm down Jon, I think it's harmless." Dorian said laughing.
The creature hopped off Jonah. Dorian and Jonah eyed the strange creature, it suddenly started doing flips, like it was some train circle animal, performing to amuse them.
"Why is it doing that?"
"Hell, I know, its entertaining though."
Dorian reached in his chest pocket and took out a beef jerky, tossing it to the creature. It crawls towards it, sniffing at it then licking at the jerky, to where it finally started nibbling and eating it.
Then a shot came from nowhere and blasted the poor innocent creature, leaving nothing but scattered flesh.
A tall dark figure stood beyond the distance, they didnt know who it was, but they were about to find out...
(Author notes: Hey I hope you fellow writers will enjoy this new series, my first HALO story I ever wrote, make it my first story I wrote. I doubt it be better than the ones I read, you guys are very talented.)
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