The clock struck 7:00 am, causing the deafening, clash of metal on metal. The residents jolted up from the warm comforts of their bed. Despite being used to the cold-hearted wake up call, the residents inhaled and exhaled in quick succession, recovering from their heart attack. Knowing this reaction all to well, the sarge started to chuckle, when his laughs died down, he announced some news.
"Listen up boys...AND GIRLS
(shit I almost forgot this is the future and I can't just say boys, or the girls will be on my ass all week, phew dodged a bullet there...) ,before you go and get ready to eat, or go back to sleep...not looking at anyone in particular..."
Davey begins while staring with a knowing look at prior team mate, new ODST, David Roberts.
"I don't know what your talking about." David says crossing his arms.
"Alright, ill get straight to the point, team Bravo and Delta are to report to the bridge at 8 sharp. Now, Noah O.N.I
(Office Of Naval Intelligence, they basically know everything and you need some deep classification to know what they know. They own the operations like the Mjolnir program, spartan program, and Odst's)
, your reputation as a pilot has proceeded you, your one of our best pilots. Much better than most ODST, David..."
"It's true, I'm drunk most of the time I'm driving, or flying." David says with a nod of his head, throwing a whiskey bottle away in the least inconspicuous way.
"How the hell does he get alcohol to appear out of fucking nowhere... Uh alright, boys and girls. DISMISSED!"
Everyone walked to the cafeteria, the room was full of chatter and laughter as the teams ate. Noah went to the bridge after his meal to meet with the captain of the Deith Wen, a renowned ship, it's survived many battles and its name strikes fear into the hearts of the enemies. When Noah finally reaches his destination, he is greeted by a green headed girl at the door.
"Hello, I assume your Noah Daniels, I have been assigned to observe you and collect data of your travels."
"Okay, right umm one question, why are you wearing a school uniform. You look like your gonna cram for some big test coming up, not fight aliens in a veteran war zone."
"A high school had reports of a gleaming, alien like dagger. So natuarally someone was sent to investigate, turns out, it was a forrunner artifact that gave us data to a 4th halo ring."
"Interesting...Hey, what's your name?" Noah says shaking himself awake from his kinky, high school alien day dream.
"My name is Korone." She replies.
"Amazing, another hard name to remember... You should probably get changed Korone, it's clear that people are staring. I should have a pilots uniform spare so go wear that before you attract the wrong kind of attention. (cough...perverts) You do know how to be a co pilot to a d77, right?"
She nods and walks away. Noah goes through to see the captain of the ship, after about thirty minutes everyone arrived at the ship.
"Alright now listen up! We're heading down to the surface to pursue covenant activity in the area were not losing our home again reach was to soon. Understood?!"
"Sir yes sir!" The marines said in unison.
They climb aboard the pelican, the marines then strap their seat belt in the troop bay. Davey included, while Korone is in the Co-pilot seat and Noah is in the pilot seat.
"Are you ready? Korone?" Noah asks looking to the green haired android thing.
"Affirmative." She replies.
Noah nods in understanding and raises his voice so the soldiers behind him can hear.
"Sarge, are you all strapped in?"
"Yup, we're all set."
"Command this is hocus requesting take off in hangar 217, over." Noah asks on the intercom.
"Affirmative, hocus request approved."
The Pelican's main thrusters were engaged, the aircraft slowly lifted off the ground, while the landing gear and door retract simultaneously. Suddenly the ship flew forward at a high speed, in deep space they soon start entering the atmosphere, when a forrunner pillar shoots a blue beam of light, to their dismay it hits the ship, the systems become short circuited, the engines are unresponsive, the ship ignited while heading to the ground. One thing was clear, this was going to be a rough landing.
"Mayday mayday, I can't control her. we're heading straight for the ground, BRACE YOURSELVES!
As the ship plummets to the ground, the soldiers hold themselves for comfort.
"Nice flying, bub." David shouts to Noah.
A loud explosion sounded, the ship collided with the ground...It was unknown how many survived, and how many perished...One thing was certain though, Noah is banned from flying.
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Halo: A Forgotten Story (Male Reader)
FanfictionY/N is a marine from the Delta squad with his two best friends, there's Noah the intellectual nerd who excels in driving and flying. There's David, the cocky, comedian who is skilled in many areas, except driving and flying...Never let him take the...
