crash landing on a forerunner Planet

the crash

Third pov:

A squad of ODSTs had just woken up from a crash landing of their escape pod. The covenant had ambushed the unsc, and had taken down their ship.

Fortunately, there were no casualties from the landing, but they had no idea if anyone made it out...alive, at least.

They had taken their rations with them, strapped their guns onto their side/back, and set off to find anything that could possibly help them escape this mysterious place.

They had landed on a forerunner Installation, surrounded by an endless, dense forest. They didn't see their unsc dreadnaught, so there was still at least hope that they could return and rescue them. In the nearby distance, they had noticed a thick, black smoke rising into the air. Hoping it was another crashed life pod, they ran over in the direction of the smoke, only to see the last thing they could have ever wanted to find.

The ODSTs had found out that the smoke was coming from a crashed phantom, with several grunts, jackals and brutes all staring directly at them.

Both sides had immediately grabbed their weapons, and we're about to fight each other, when they heard a loud and assertive voice yelling at them.

Elite: hold your fire! We cannot afford losing a single soul.

An elite zealot with an energy sword had uncloaked himself Infront of the covenant forces, and slowly walked towards the ODSTs.

Elite: Look around you! We are on an unknown planet, with no allies by either of our sides. If we want to survive, we must work together for the time being.

ODST1:...as much as I don't like it, I think we'll have to.

After the jackals realized that they can't get paid to kill the humans if they don't live, they all agreed to not kill each other, and the elite went back inside the phantom. While the grunts we're thankful that they didn't have to fight, the brutes were pissed off, and took their anger out on the small critters, claiming that they were getting food. While they now had quite a few allies, their group was still relatively small, consisting of only five grunts, four shielded jackals, three brutes, four ODSTs, a jackal sniper and the elite. Since they were waiting for the elite to come back to discuss what to do, the ODSTs had decided to try and get aquatinted with the covenant.

The brutes growled at them when asked a question, and the jackals only wanted to dig something up from the ground. The grunts however, were very eager to talk...very, eager.

Grunt1: so many questions about humans! Q1: Where do humans come from? Q2: do you have food nipple?
Q3: how does it feel to be lesser than us?

Odst4: I'm not going to answer those questions. How about names? My name is Jack, and those are Kane, Anderson and Davis. What do we call you?

Grunt1: I'm kip yap. That is nap yap, the next one is one tap yap, the mistake is called bap yap and the last one is flip yap. Or, was it yap flip?

Yap flip: flip yap!

Kip yap: right flip flip. Anyways, the brutes names are, well I forgor the first two, but the others are Craig and govarious.

Jack: right, I will definitely remember All of that...kip yap?

Kip yap: also, the jackal's names are kig yar, kig yar, kig yar kig yar...oh, and kig yar!

Jack: very good to know...hey, do you know what that elite is doing in the phantom?

Kip yap: probably your MOM! ha! Actually, he's making sure are brute cheiftan stays...not dead.

Jack: ha ha, very funny-wait, there's a brute cheiftan!?

Kip yap: yeah, he got hurt in the crash though. You can probably see how he'd be important. He could carry us in case our feet started to hurt!

Jack decided to find the other ODSTs, and saw them with the jackals, helping them dig for something.

According to the jackals, there is food down there, and the others are just desperate enough to actually eat whatever could be underground.

Since the jackals had claws, they could definitely dig really good, and eventually they had found a large, segmented creature in the ground. They pulled it out, revealing a massive grub the size of a child, and the jackals immediately started fighting over it. Thankfully, the elite came out of the phantom, this time with a brute cheiftan next to his side.

The cheiftan sized us up, and inspected us thoroughly. After a few seconds, he slightly chuckled, and spoke to us.

Govarious: funny how you are some of humanities greatest, aside from Spartans. However, you will be far more useful than the grunts, so I won't kill you.

Anderson: we are going to have to discuss what to do. As of now, the elite seems like the best leader for all of us.

Cheiftan: we won't have to discuss anything, I already know what we should focus on...

Hunting.

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First chapter of this random unexplainable idea!!
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