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Lone Wolf (1st story): Click me Nightfall (2nd story): [url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=29605144]


A convoy of three M12 Warthog LRVs travel across some icy plains in search of a crashed Covenant CCS-class Battle cruiser. In the first M12 Warthog LRV are Sergeant Abraham, Private Ryan Turner and Private Jack Petrenkro. Private Petrenkro has recently joined the UNSC and this is his first mission. He has jet black hair and a small button nose, he is in his late twenties.
The three M12 Warthog LRVs stop just in front of the destroyed CCS-class Battle cruiser. Sergeant Abraham, Private Ryan and Private Petrenkro jump out of their M12 Warthog LRV. Three other Marines get out of each of the other M12 Warthog LRVs. “Lets move on in!” Spartan 068 tells his squad mates in a low husky voice.
The team moves into the Cruiser. Sergeant Abraham moves in with his M90 Shotgun, Private Ryan with his M7057 Flamethrower and Private Petrenkro with his MA5B Assault Rifle. They move into the first dark, purple corridors. Sergeant Abraham shouts “No hostiles!” “I thought there would be some bodies?” Petrenkro asks. “Well obviously not!” Ryan replies cheerfully. Ryan and Jack have been best friends since the age of six. At the age of eighteen Ryan joined the UNSC and five years later Jack did as well.
“Turner and Petrenkro you go to the Control Room, I’ll go to the Engine room, Simpson, Jackson go to the Brig, Elkins, Davies hanger bay and Southgate, White check out the gravity lifts.” Sergeant Abraham commands. “Yes sir!” the squad answers.
Ryan and Jack enter the control room, with a raised platform in the center of the spacious room ringed with holographic controls and a holographic "banner" which is used for navigation purposes. “Still no bodies.” Petrenkro says. “I know. Weird.” “Wait what is this?” Petrenkro says while putting his index into a thick, gloopy orange puddle on the floor. “Ew!” Ryan exclaims. “Lets keep looking.”
Suddenly a small tan coloured ball glides across the floor in front of them. “What the F**k was that?” Turner asks. “What was what?” “Oh nothing…”
Then the small ball jumps onto Ryan’s head! “S**t get it off! Get it off! Get it off!” Ryan screams! Jack pulls out his M6D Magnum Sidearm and aims at the creature. “Come on, come on you can do this!”
BANG!

TO BE CONTINUED!

DUN DUN DAH!


[Edited on 01.21.2009 10:12 AM PST]

  • 01.21.2009 10:10 AM PDT

I shall add all 3 of your stories to my fan fiction database

  • 01.21.2009 10:36 AM PDT