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Subject: Day Break, another halo story

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Prologue

My Sergent always said, "Son, you fight for day break. You don't wake up in the morning, your dead." Sarge said a lot of things. Reflecting back he said a lot of nonsensical, irrelevant and useless things like, "Boy, you get a move on or I'm gonna shove my foot so far up your ass, when you go home to mummy, you're gonna cry boot polish and speak the dog fices, my shiny new boots and I, just trod on, for weeks!" Right now I have no idea if the "day break" story was one of those philosophical jewels he occasionally spoke or a "shiny new boots" story . Mine you, it's not the most pressing thing on mind. Right now.
Right now there is a brute standing right in front of me. 8ft tall. Black beady eyes staring at me. You can almost see the clogs churning in it's brain. The two of us, seemingly isolated, alone together, in a cold dark forest.
Adrenaline. Pulses through the blood with every single beat. Surges, like fire, confined between narrow walls. The heart speeds up, hits 120 beats per minutes. Continues to push 150. The pours in my skin expand. Beads of salty sweat seep out and dribble down my back. Icy cold in the early morning air. Each individual hair stand up. Soldiers standing to attention. Stomach churns. Bowls expand and contract. All in under half a second.
Day breaks.A miracle. Light Soars through a gap in the trees no bigger than a large fist. This must be the heavens opening early due to my impending demise. But no. This spear of light strikes straight into the beasts eyes. In the darkness of the forest the new light is magnificent. The beast roars. My bowls contract. Then a second spear from the heavens hits the beast in the head. Except this time it's not a soft prick of light. Its a 50. calibre sniper round punch in the face, into the brain and out of the skull. The beast collapses crushing the pressing undergrowth beneath it's giant structure. Then, the voice of an angel sings in my ear, "You alright there Gareth?" A slightly high pitched voice. A woman's. July's sweet lyrical voice. I breathe in, only to cough in reply. "Wake up. I won't always be watching over you." I laugh weakly and pray, as I hear multiple gun fire opening up, that she will.


Chapter one. Where it began.

I'm 16 years old. It's the year 2550. The day is the 29th of August, the day I received my reults of my UGS's (Universal General Certificate). I was above average across the board. Nothing exceptional, except in two subjects, maths and music., which I aced. an odd pair but i suppose I'm an odd person. I have the mind of a mathematician, lazy all be it logical. Yet, I have a passion for music. Not unheard of but not usually two subjects paired together. My military studies grade was a fine A. Otherwise a boring mix of B-C's. This means I showed promise, just not enough. I was shipped off to enlist in the Army. Unlike some of my friends I entered into a slightly higher level of training. I was predicted to do well and move up in the force assuming I survived. This is where it all began.
1st of September, I arrive at the Luton train station. I'm nervous. This is way beyond my comfort zone heading of to training. The station I'm at is small and unprotected against the elements. Presently, rain drizzles from the sky. It's 9 o'clock, 21 minuets until the train pulls in. I rest my suitcase by the wall and take a seat on a nearby bench. My auntie Rachel is here with me. We are alone and there is an uncomfortable silence creeping upon us. You see, my parents died two years ago. My uncle, a doctor in the ENHS (Earth National Health Service) took me and my sister in. He works a lot. My sister, 12 years old, was badly ill today. She had insisted on coming to see me off but was violently sick when trying to put on her little yellow coat. Uncle Jack took her along to the hospital with him. so I am here with my auntie Rachel. We usually get on well, she is very forgiving and cooked the best spag bol ever. she didn't want me to enlist though. She was my mother's sister and never forgave herself for her sisters death.

[Edited on 06.07.2009 7:53 AM PDT]

  • 06.06.2009 6:09 PM PDT

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  • 06.06.2009 6:14 PM PDT

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  • 06.06.2009 6:15 PM PDT

Halo is the best franchise in the world. Bleach is the best anime ever!

I thought it was an excellent story and that you should do more, interesting and very capturing aswell. I would like to read more.

  • 06.07.2009 8:38 AM PDT