Underdog-The Beginning
Posted By: Torrent<mitchel___@hotmail.com>
Date: 21 December 2006, 6:56 am
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Pvt. David Bloggins was just a 16-year-old reserve mechanic sent to do a repair evaluation on the archaic abandoned command station in orbit of his colony. The only reason he was on the station was because the military forces on his planet were stretched so thin because of the war against the Covenant that was raging hundreds of light-years away.
Like him, most of his friends had joined the Marines to help humanity fight the Covenant. He thought his friends had the exciting job and his job sucked, he was sent to repair the old command station while his friends were taking the fight to the enemy.
On normal circumstances someone of his age would not be sent alone for a week to repair an old piece of junk like the construct he was in, but these were not normal circumstances, and the higher-ups thought he could handle it. At least his current assignment gave him some peace and quiet, four whole decks of nothing on the whole satellite, which is the size of a small office building.
"God damn it!" He yelled as sparks flew out of the console he had been working on for the last five hours.
He pulled out his handheld computer and ran a diagnostic on the console. "Is there some=-thing I can help you with?" asked the AI inside of the miniature computer
"Depends, can you get out of the computer and help me fix this damn station, or maybe give me some useful information?" He asked the AI angrily. The primitive AI he had in his handheld being nothing more than an annoying database search engine.
"No" answered the AI calmly.
"Lazy." David mumbled.
Frustrated, David threw down his tools, collected his PDA, and went back to his cot. He contemplated why he joined the military and whether being a mechanic was really the best choice. He hated and despised this station and it was only his first day. He still had six days left on the station and he had a plan, fix only the systems essential to his survival and when he got back to the planets surface say that the station was irreparable.
His English teacher had loaded a book onto his PDA for the time he would be away. The book was called Fifth Business, a couple hundred-page sleeping pill. He got to his cot and started reading when a window popped-up on his PDA "Warning: Airlock No. 2 on deck 1 cycling." It read. "Goddamn sensor glitches" he said to himself.
The private tucked his handheld into his back pocket and walked down the hallway to the ladder leading to the lower level, he slid down it, turned around, and his eyes immediately made contact with a blue armored elite just barely 40 feet down the rusted metallic hallway.
Adrenaline surged into his blood stream, and the words of his drill sergeant immediately sprang into his head "The Covenant Elite is an average eight foot tall monster with a mean temper and an extreme hatred towards humans. If you ever have to face one in combat, you better hope you're sitting in a Scorpion." The Elite charged towards him running in spite of the plasma pistol in his hand, each footfall making a loud boom that reverberated through throughout the corridor. The Private had to think fast, and reached for the pistol at his side only to realize that he had never been issued one. The alien was 30 feet away now he realized that he wouldn't be able to make it up the ladder in time without getting caught. The Elite 15 feet away now Bloggins bolted for the corridor to his right, he ran as fast as he could and he could hear the impact of the footsteps behind him as he ran.
He looked back as he ran to see the beast was gaining, still fixating his eyes on the Elite like a deer caught in the head lights of an oncoming car, he turned left to run down another corridor when he ran into a solid object. Pain shot through his upper body as he fell to the floor, he looked up to see the air distorted and shimmering. Before he could even try to run away something wrapped around his neck and held him high in the air.
The Elite turned off it's active camouflage and revealed it self to the human. By this time Pvt. Bloggins had a look of fear and terror in his eyes, the Elite held him off the ground close to his face to look directly into his eyes.
"How many others like you are on this station human?" The red armored Elite asked. Pvt. Bloggins could barely breathe; the words struggle to escape his throat.
"N…None" He said faintly. The Elites grip tightened, the human's eyes bulged and everything faded black. The Elite dropped Private Bloggins limp body to the ground.
"Search this installation for anything useful, then take the body of the infidel back to the ship so the doctor may have something to dissect." Ordered the red armored Elite. Immediately the blue armored Elite that Bloggins had first seen grabbed his ankle and dragged him the short twenty feet back to the airlock. "Poor human, didn't have a chance." Thought the Elite.
End of chapter 1
Authors note: This is my first piece so it probably isn't very good, but it will get alot better. As for inconsistensies (such as an elite feeling pity for a human) and general strangeness, it will all be explained in time (lol, plot developments!) other than that please give much constuctive criticism on the comment page and I will respond. Oh, and THANKS FOR READING!
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