Your name is Y/n Ann Spencer Salem at the age of 20 with your twin sister name Daisy Ann Spencer Salem also the age of 20, both of you are spartan IIs during the war against the insurrection forces, then early February 2525 a planet name harvest made contact with a alien alliance call the covenant, even though you are a half breed to all covenant species including your sister, but once your not on mission you hang out with your sister, but the UNSC ONI UEG and Doctor Halsey didn't like it, so they plan both missions for them, but you highly disagreed with it, both of you went on different mission, one you went to sidewinder to fight any covenant on after that you went back to reach, you went to your dorm room but seeing ONI removing Daisy personal belongings you got mad, they told you that your sister was Killed In Action, you were furious and went rogue including your team call Big Omega, you even hijack a UNSC Destroyer went to Harvest and saw your dead sister you grow anger and rage in your body, the covenant feels your pain and you take her body back to the ship planing to revive her, after 2553 you still looking for your half brother name Jul Mdama and you did his fleet needs to rebuild their strength even though you can summon more of them, you told your rogue and the covenant there is one planet they haven't discovered by the UNSC or the Covenant they agree to follow you, and found your father homeworld, Continue reading
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So I get a call from a bud of mine, he tells me that a evil cult of Salem worshipers are going to turn a old teleporter into a time machine and go back in time to kill the person who is responsible for Salem's death. Seeing as I'm hunting down these cultists for what they did, and because the person who killed Salem, is my mom, I'm like you've got to be kidding me. So I grabbed my beam katana, put on some pants, grabbed my jacket, and got on my motorcycle and jetted.
My name is (Y/n) R. Touchdown. The guy who's going to kill those cultists and become the best huntsman there every was or will be.
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