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My First story, so don't point out every mistake. I'll do my best to do better next time and to correct, want me to go to your post and criticize? No? Ok then.
"We are dropping hard soon Troopers!", said the Sergeant. Smitty, a new recruit in the ever so popular 105th Drop Battalion was excited, and thrilled. "200 simulated Drops!" said a unknown trooper, it reminded of Smitty's time when he did his simulations.
He came to reality when Cartran, one of Smitty's friends he met, shoved his helmet into his chest. "Ow man, careful..", "Your wearing that armor, and you still feel it?", "Well yeah, but it was more of a reaction, though..", "Uh hu.., get prepped soon." said Cartran as his visor polarized.
Smitty look at his helmet, only it wasn't his helmet, it had 4 red tally marks to the right of the visor. Hmmm, he thought, he must of marked it up for me, he thought again. He remembered he came in 4th place in the Rifle Training competition before shipping out, so he thought it fit well, or... so he thought.
Smitty and Cartran SOEIV pods were right next to each other. As the pod closed, Smitty gave a thumbs up to Cartran, but Cartran looked away from him. He patched through Cartrans Visual screen, but got "no signal". As each pod dropped, he shut his eyes.. and felt his insides thrust up.. he was dropping towards Earth. He gritted for a few seconds, trying to stay to much blood going to his head as the pod adjusted its gravity. As Smitty fell, he noticed he was drifting off course... way off course. He tried to use the joysticks to come back to course. The Sergeants Visual came up, "Taking a Vacation? Get Ba---" but it was cut off. Smitty started to get worried.
As he activated his beacon, Smitty did what he was told to do, pray the chute opens.
Lapse 4 hours.
Smitty woke up, dizzy, but alive, he was still in the pod. As his VISR came back online, he noticed that he was in range of Cartrans pod. As Smitty was about to bust the pod open, he saw a bloody hand slam against the window slit. As it slid off, Smitty tried to unlatch his rifle, to no avail, it was to big inside, he finally got his M6C pistol out. "Cartran, I know I'm in rage, I need help, Now!" but Cartran didn't respond.... for the hand spelled "your turn" crudely over the slit. "You sick Son of a---", then he fired round after round until his magnum ran out. Just then, he accidentally hit the eject button and the pod burst open.
"O crap....", and was pulled out into the mist.
At base camp
The Sergeant went through the lines of battle weary men as he walked through the soaked, rainy trench he and his men made just a few hours ago to hold off the Covenant. He lost a few of his best.... but he was ready to take on the full onslaught of the Covenant.
As he neared towards the end, he saw "Cartran" by himself. "You alright son?", "Just fine, Sarge." Just when the Sarge was about to turn around, Cartran held up the helmet with the 4 tally marks... only this time... there was 5. "Give it to someone who lost one....", he said.
Cartran smiled as the helmet polarized..
[Edited on 06.25.2009 10:55 PM PDT]