- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
Posted by: Agamemnon582bc
There were flashes of gunfire...everywhere he looked there was nothing but destruction. An explosion went off to his right, showering him with ground dirt and shrapnel. He was knocked down to his feet by another explosion merely a few feet behind him. As he lay on the ground admist the chaos, screams echoed over his comsat in his helmet, but they seemed distant now. Everything did at this exact moment. The explosions, the blood-curling screams of Marines and Brutes locked in a struggling battle--it all seemed like a haze of struggle between his perception in reality. But then he heard her voice.
"Chief..."
And then again.
"Chef! Wake up!"
John Spartan was abruptly woken by a swift kick in the gonads in his sleep. He cringed in pain, clutched his wedding tackles, and turned in anguish to the attacker. It was his lieutenant, Cortana Autumn.
"Wake up you sorry excuse for a soldier. We're moving out at 0600 to Earth for the ceremony!"
As she went by his bunk, she rudely awoke others, and as John's testicles healed, he remembered what his dream was about. Oh, if he really could be a Spartan. If he really could save the world from a fictitous alien race! But he quickly shook it off.
"I have to stop playing so much Starcraft," John told himself, and got out of his bunk. It would be his duty, after all, to prepare the food for the ceremony back on Earth. Such was the niche of a cook in the corp.
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Oh no guys! Microsoft is going to sue me now!Oh, you've got nothing on this!
Your BlogSpot is quite epic, Agamemnon. I couldn't agree more. I'm no Halo fan boy, and I know it's over rated, but hey, I already pre-ordered Halo 3: Legendary Edition. :)
[Edited on 08.18.2007 4:41 AM PDT]