Soldiers // a halo story

Soldiers // a halo story

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"Now, now. Who let these little rugrats in?" Joked a fellow officer, his arms crossed against his armor chest. Joseph-098 was always on the tough side with things, but was never a bad friend. His exterior may make him come off as a jerk or someone who simply doesn't care, but he has a heart a gold. "Don't know, don't care. Better to not ask questions you don't want the answer to, right?" Carol-127 responded with, glancing up at Joseph's gold visor. The male returned her gaze, before smirking underneath his helmet. He had a plan to mess with these kids. "Carol, do you remember the ventilation patterns?" "Of course I do! That's how I used to get around, you big idiot." Carol told him, but there was no malice in her tone. Just two friends, messing around. "Why did you ask? Have something in mind?" Carol asked, her eyes glinting with excitement, though Joseph couldn't see them. Joseph grinned with giddiness, letting go of his soldier attitude. Admittedly, though, it wasn't exactly there in the first place. "Oh yeah, I do. Imagine all of the pranks we could pull on these rookies." Carol basically bounced on her heels, ready to mess with some recruits, but the two were interrupted by a familiar friend. "Sorry to disappoint, but you guys can't pull any pranks right now. We need to train these little rugrats, as you called them." Evan-163 told the two, his SMG in hand, the other strapped to his hip. Carol let out a sigh of disappoint, Joseph frowned in displeasure. Evan just shrugged off their reactions to the news, thinking that it wasn't so bad. "C'mon. We have to teach these guys to be Spartans, and besides... we have no limits with these training sessions." Evan told them with a glint of mischievous on his tongue. The two suddenly perked up again. "No limits, eh?" Joseph questioned, before returning Carol's gaze. Evan could've swore he could feel their smirks from underneath their helmets. "This is going to be so much fun." Carol exclaimed in joy.
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"John-117, aka the Master Chief has always been the galaxy's prime number whenever trouble arises. No enemy dare stands in the way of the Chief and all tremble at the sound of his name. The battlefields clear as the villains fall one by one at the hands of the last remaining original Spartan. It's high time we change that." says Commander Daniel Westin, the UNSC's leading officer of intelligence and science. Though his government trusts their "perfect solider", Westin sees flaws of an older system. A system that needs to be abolished and its hero replaced. Enters Cheza-013. Cheza's sole purpose in life is to be groomed as a main candidate to replace Master Chief. She, along with several other children, have been hidden and trained away from the public eye. They have no other option: kill and replace the Chief to fulfill a dark coup within the UNSC, or die. It's as simple as that. But a voice calls out. An angel with eyes of blue and gold and wings of steel that span an entire planet. "SAVE YOURSELF FOR THE OTHER ONE WHO HAS COME BEFORE YOU..." it repeats in Cheza's dreams. Surrounded by adults she can't trust , and harboring a secret so ludicrous that no one would believe it, Cheza begins running down a road with more twists and turns than her young body can hardly keep up with. The end is too far away, but at the end somewhere waits Master Chief.

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