[Sept. 28, 2568][Spartan training facility]
As I sat there looking at those tags and thinking, it's been 18 years. I was only six when it happened. The name that I have to live up to. I am Zedd.
I am being trained to lead a new team, code name Archangel next gen. The old Archangels team did there mission they finished the fight. The main objective of the Archangels was to stop any covenant threat. So after the human-covenant war ended the team was shut down, the remaining Spartans that were still alive went their separate ways.
S-735 signing off
"Well I'll say that was a pretty good audio log, what you say Dex"
"Not too bad"
Then the door to my buck opened and a tall man with a scar over his left eye, rough bread and an robotic arm dressed in combat cargo pants and a t-shirt with the number 172 on it, stepped in.
"Let's go Zedd training starts in five minutes"
"On the way uncle"
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Halo: Rebirth
Science FictionDisclaimer: I do not own any rights to the halo franchise. The following are made up characters of my creation. The following is a "pre-Alpha" test of the story it is still a work in progress
