(Sorry for the long wait. Just been busy with other stories, watching different shows to come up with new ideas, and real life. But I'm back and I'm gonna try to get back to this story as much as I can. Also, wait till the end of the chapter for a special announcement. Hope you enjoy.)
(Disclaimer: I do not own Halo or Mass Effect)
06:30 Hours, March 1st, 2560
SSV Normandy
Feros Orbit
Theseus System, Attican Beta Cluster
"Approaching Feros." Joker reported.
The Master Chief was in the cockpit with him, staring out the window at the planet's surface. It all looked gray to him. No sign of oceans, seas, or even lakes. Nothing but gray. According to Feros's codex entry, all that gray was solid concrete.
To him, the lack of any signals in orbit meant either one of two things. Either it meant that he caught Saren still in the midst of trying to find whatever he's after, or Saren's already found it, has left, and his Geth are now trying to destroy what's left to keep it out of the SPARTAN-II's hands.
Considering it's just recently that Feros went dark.
The Master Chief walked over to the CIC. With his Assault Rifle and Shotgun, already on his back.
He was ready for action. So too was his team. Joe, Ashley Williams, Kaidan Alenko, Fives, Echo, Garrus Vakarian, Urdnot Wrex, Tali'Zorah nar Rayya, Liara T'soni, and The Arbiter. They all stood before the Chief, fully outfitted with armor and weapons, ready for combat.
"Alright." Master Chief began. "We don't know much. All we know for certain is that the Geth are after something on Feros and we need to get to it and keep it out of their hands. This is a full-scale colonial invasion we're stepping into so expect heavy Geth resistance. Remember your fire drills, keep your heads down, and your odds of surviving this will be considerably better. Are we clear?"
All eleven of them winked green.
"Good."
"Entering the planet's atmosphere." Joker reported via intercom. "ETA to dock, five minutes."
"Weapons free." The SPARTAN-II ordered. "We're moving to the airlock."
Five minutes later...
The group then exit out of the ship, using scans to check their positions.
The SPARTAN-II observed his surroundings, his body and mind on high alert from the knowledge that this was a combat zone. The floor, walls, ceiling, just about everything on this planet seemed to be made of solid, if dusty, stone.
He glanced out towards the mouth of the docking bay, seeing some tall buildings out in the distance. The weather was very cloudy, sunlight being limited at best. Most off-putting of all was the cloud of fog that obscured the ground.
Chief had no idea how high up he was...
"We're about fourteen hundred feet above sea level right now." Cortana reported. "So yeah. Watch your step."
"Movement!" Garrus said as he raised his Rifle, the rest of the squad followed suit.
Suddenly, a Kig-Yar ran over to the group and tripped before them, weakly getting back up.
"Thank goodness! Help has arrived!"
"A Jackal?" Ashley asked.
"Kig-Yar." The hunch-back alien corrected. Looking tired and scared.
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Spectre 117 (Halo & Mass Effect Story)
Action(Inspiration from DinoJake's "The Last Spartan") Seven years... Seven years since the Master Chief saved the entire Galaxy. After the whole incident on the Ark, Master Chief and his AI, Cortana, has been adrift in space on the half part of "Forward...
