- Halfa55al
- |
- Noble Heroic Member
There once was an ugly barnacle. He was so ugly that everyone died.
The end.
SCFH
Halo: Rebirth is a Halo Fan Fiction story taken place in the 2552's and concurrent to events during the Human-Covenant War. It takes palce on the UNSC colony Rebirth (known as the unidentified human colony that "Deliver Hope" was taken place on). The events, characters, weapons, and locations are not all entirely cannon.
Rebirth is home to one of the most important UNSC headquarters, and is the location of the Special Operations Warfare Project (SOW). The SOW is a major project of UNSC soldiers to be highly advanced in training and combat skills and abilities for high-priority missions. The soldiers in this program are sometimes compared to Spartans.
Chapter One - Operation: Temptest
Chapter Two - Every Legend Has a Beginning
Chapter Three - To War
Halo: Rebirth
Chapter One - Operation: Temptest
April 2552, Compass Point Mountain Range
SOW Gunnery Sergeant Jason Crosby and Company sent to infiltrate a major Rebel base
"Crosby, get down, now!" Ordered silently Captain Michael Jacobs
Jason Crosby shot down to the ground and buried himself in the cold, snow-covered ground, completed hidden from any living thing. Seconds later he heard the roar of a Pelican's engine flying above. The freezing terrain nearly embedded him in ice. The strong winds made matters even worse.
"Don't move Crosby." Jason heard faintly.
Soon the engine's roar was loud and clearly directly above him, piercing his ears until the sound was well away. Crosby slowly got himself up from the hoary land. He saw the Pelican, a Rebel aircraft surely, fly away in the aloofness.
A wall of hard-falling snow nearly separated him from his Captain. His boots were lost within the snow. Crosby lifted his hand to meet his freezing face, yet did not feel anything.
"Okay Jason, let's move. The base is near."
Jason lifted his leg, a heavy load of snowfall he took up with him. He did the same thing with every step, and went along slowly, making sure to stay close to Jacobs, as even standing a few yards away could cause him to lose sight of him.
Captain Michael Jacobs was a veteran of war, a true soldier. His face was aged by countless battles, but his skills and intelligence were acceptable. A large scar covered his right cheek. Jason Crosby was a rather small solider height wise, but his skills on the battlefield spoke for itself. At the age of 26 he has been apart of the SOW Program for 8 years now, 8 years of hardships and experiences that could never be forgotten.
Soon he ran into Michael, who had his hand out, signaling for him to stop. The Sergeant looked closely into the coldness to see the dim sight of two Rebel Soldiers, weapons in hand and ready, walking along the icy path.
"Let them go. This path should lead us to the base."
The Captain put his hand back on his weapon, a M7S Caseless Submachine Gun, same as Jason's, and continued on their way. Jason stayed closely behind, with his weapon directed down the trail, his finger pressed on the trigger.
The two moved side-by-side towards the base, both constantly wiping the snow off their faces. Soon Captain Jacobs came to a stop again, holding his hand out to signal Jason to stop too.
"Jason, we're here."
Jason saw a Rebel bunker down the hill, with a pair of Rebels, the same they just recently spotted, walking in.
"Dallas, this is Captain. We're here. You guys reach the base yet?" Michael said through his TEAM/COM radio.
"Damn right we're here. We just spotted some Rebel activity too, some bastards going into a bunker. Fools looking for some warmth."
"We're looking at the same bunker as you are Dallas. You, Gonzalez and Xavier get your Asses down there, we're meet you there."
"Copy that, Dallas out."
Jacobs turned off his speaker and looked back at Crosby, nodding his head towards the Rebel stronghold.
"Let's go. Stay silent." He simply said, and ran down the hill, with Jason cautiously following. They soon met the entrance to a small haven where the two Rebel soldiers went into. They looked across the landscape to find Dallas and Company approach from behind the hill with weapons directed at them. Captain waved his arm in the air to show it was they.
"Dallas, it us. Move it, son." Said Jacobs through his radio.
The three moved quickly to the entrance. The Captain and Dallas met with a handshake and a shoulder bump. Dallas Jones was a big man with muscles on his arms almost the size of Crosby's head. A tattoo of a cobra snake ran down his arm. His ego was huge but his great ability made up for it. He had a smack-talk, up close and personal personality, that had gotten him a few demotions in his career.
"Let's get out this snow covered hell, sir." Said Andruw Gonzalez, who was shivering himself to death. He was the smallest of the bunch.
Crosby himself opened the large metal door, and lead the way for the others to walk in. The warm air felt lifesaving.
"Commander Bryant, this is Captain Jacobs of Team Echo 343. We are in the Rebel stronghold and are preparing for our attack." Captain said through his communications radio.
"Excellent Echo One. Keep up your progress. Make your way to the Control Station and cut off all power in the base. I'll send in the Longswords after that to deliver you guys some fireworks."
"Yes sir, Echo One out."
The 5-man strong squad made their way down the first hallway, a short one. A corner ahead led them to a long hallway, one filled with nothing but pitch-black darkness.
"Damn. Captain, check this out." Dallas requested. Jacobs and the other came over to find the dead body of a Rebel. Blood splattered the body and the floor around it, and the intestines of the body had fallen out.
"Friendly fire it looks like." Crosby suggested.
"Maybe the Covenant?" Dallas said.
"Here? On Rebirth? Dear god, no." Captain stated. He had seen far to many soldiers, far to many civilians, far to many colonies lost by the hands of the Covenant to bear another loss.
The 5 soldiers looked stared into the darkness of the hallway, failing to see anything beyond it. An uneasy sense went through the team.
"Xavier, check it out." The Captain ordered.
Xavier turned on the flashlight mounted on his weapon and aimed it down the hallway. He walked ever so slowly down the hallway, ill at ease. His light revealed two doors and another small hallway.
"Nothing here, boss."
Suddenly a disruptive noise was heard down the other end of the hallway at the entrance. It was thunderous and demanded for trouble. The team was startled and jerked their heads down the hallway to meet the noise. And at the same time a quick and faint scream from was heard from behind them. They all looked back to find nothing. Xavier was gone.
And the darkness had returned.
"Xavier? Xavier, respond! Damn it Xavier!" Yelled Michael in fear.
Gonzalez started to walk, slowly, to where Xavier once stood, with the rest of team behind and weapons at the ready. His wide-opened eyes pierced the blackness, and sweat ran down his face.
And swiftly out of the black jumped a Covenant Soldier, an Elite, and pummeled Xavier to the wall. The team jumped and ran back as a Squad of Elites opened fire on them. The last thing Crosby saw of Gonzalez was the Sangheili warrior impair him with a sword to the chest.
"Covenant! Fall Back! Fall the hell back!" Yelled Jacobs demandingly. The remaining three soldiers dashed down the hall back towards the entrance, blazing bullets at the charging Covenant force. They could feel the heat of plasma fire narrowly miss them from behind. They were in awe to find that the door had been slammed shut, being the loud startling noise that they had heard earlier. Dallas wasted no time and ran into the door like a raging bull, forcing it wide open as he hit into it. The three ran out of the base, with the door closing shut again immediately after.
"-blam!-! Where's Captain?" Crosby screamed in dismay as he soon realized that their Captain was not present.
They both looked at the door, and realized that Captain didn't make it out. The two stared at each other for a long time in sorrow, trying to get their minds to work straight after what just happened. Gunshots were heard concurrently in the distance, and Covenant banshees were seen racing above, firing onto to Rebel base. A huge explosion combining of covenant plasma and flames was seen not to far away.
"They're dead. They're all dead. Let the damn Covenant take care of the Rebels, we need to get the hell out of here." Dallas stated. Crosby nodded his head and the two raced off away from the station back to where they came from to be escorted back to base and inform the Commander of the Covenant Invasion.
[Edited on 04.14.2011 1:10 PM PDT]