GhostHammer
10-17-2012, 12:24 AM
Alright FC it's time for another story interactive! Verboten Donkey wanted to get this going but has been super busy, so he asked me to start it up so we can get it all going! So full props to Donkey for getting this going!
If you're new to RPG/Interactive Writing click the button below for an overview on how it all works.
So you're new to this eh? No problem. Basically how it works is like this. Read the rules and the back-story first. This will ensure you know what not to do, and what your jumping into.
Once you've done that, be sure to create a character. Yourself, someone fictional, a combination of both, it doesn't matter! Be ready to stick to that character and write on them.
Make your first post! Introduce your character. A flashback, maybe an opening "scene" to show us who they are beyond their basic stats. Once you do that, be sure to read what others post after you. You don't want to fall behind!
Here are some other tips to make sure you're apart of the interactive in a good way...
1. Don't come across other characters too fast. Let it flow naturally.
2. Don't make your character jump forward too much time in your post. The minute you say "The next day" you've just pushed everyone up a day.
3. Don't try to steer control of the whole story and don't let others do the same. Write your story, the rest will all blend well.
4. Ask questions! PM's or Quote boxes at the top are good for a "conversation" within the thread.
5. Enjoy it! If you don't think you're going to enjoy it don't post! Likewise if you decide you want out, let the thread starter know so the posting order can be adjusted.
Any other questions ask a creative writer!
If you're experienced in this type of thing, feel free to jump down here and check the rules for the interactive. EVERYONE PLEASE READ.
1. You must play/post as your own created character. Therefore you may not be characters from the Halo/FC universe.
2. Your "kit" my be customized with anything that is documented canon within the Halo/FC universe OR with something that is reasonable to believe. For example, you may add a suppressor/flashlight/laser to your weapon, but you may not pickup a Lancer from Gears Of War.
3. You may fight anywhere within the FC Interactive that is in the back-story. This includes ground and space. You may however, include flashbacks/dreams/flash-forwards that take place in other locations.
4. You may not kill off someones character without first discussing it with them via PM.
5. Please keep all posts on topic. If you need to express something outside of the interactive, such as an explanation or question, please put it in a "Quote" box at the top of your post. This will just help keep everything clear.
6. Please wait for another three (3) members to post after your last post. This ensures everyone is able to move along at a good pace without things taking up too much time.
Here is a list of all registered characters. If you did not sign up and wish to participate, fill out the blank form at the top of the list and PM it to me and I'll add you in.
Name: SPARTAN - G253 (Jack)
Faction: Himself
Soldier Class: Spartan III
Weapons: M739 SAW; M395 DMR; M6CSOCOM Sidearm; M7S SMG
Rank: Operative
Personality: Jack is all about the mission. He has his own agenda in this war, and so he feels no sympathy for either side. As a former Imperial, he has respect for the Imperial Spartans, though he is a bit prejudiced against SPARTAN IV's. He believes in planning ahead, and knowing his enemy, and so he goes through great lengths to gather as much intelligence on his objective. He trusts no one but his personal AI, Grace, who is only seeking to help Jack survive his missions, but secretly wants him to leave the life of war behind, and to forget his vendetta against both the Empire and the Brotherhood.
Appearance: Jack utilizes MJOLNIR Mark VI armor with a TACPAD on his wrist and a Tactical Hard Case on his thigh. His armor is jet black
History:
Jack was born to fight. As a child, he was never afraid to stand up for himself, or for those who could not defend themselves as aggressors. His homeworld, Athens, was glassed in 2542, when he was six years old. He was enlisted into the SPARTAN III program. By the age of ten, he had earned unit leadership of the entire company of Spartans he had begun training with, earning the rank of Chief Petty Officer in the UNSC military. By the time the Emperor's seize of power, Jack's unit had been the only unit of SPARTAN III's to keep a casualty rate bellow 6%. That all changed when the Empire, in an effort to seize Brotherhood assets at Eridanus II, send in Jack's entire company in an all-out assault on a heavily fortified Brotherhood fort. The Brotherhood was tipped off about the attack in advanced, and Jack's unit received little to no support in the assault. As a result, the entire company was slaughtered on that battlefield and Jack was taken prisoner after being knocked out by an explosion during the battle. Jack endured nine months of torture while being held captive. At the first opportunity, Jack escaped the facility, but not before stealing the facilities' most advanced prototype smart AI (The original objective of the attack had been to secure the AI), and he stowed away on an Imperial frigate responsible for blockading the planet.
Jack spent the next three months on the frigate, each evening attempting to speak to the AI about why it was so important. The AI, who had been witness to the entire attack and was privy to information regarding the attack, had pity on Jack. The AI wanted to be named, and Jack called her Grace, after his sister. In the many years afterward, Jack acquired more and more intel on the tragedy that had befallen his company. He learned that the Empire had deployed his unit to the fort without support on purpose, and had even leaked information to the Brotherhood about the attack beforehand. He learned that Imperial Command did not want a unit that was highly successful from the old regime to continue their service together, as it would be a strong argument for opposition to Imperial military doctrine.
From that point on, Jack vowed to take down the Empire and Brotherhood together for what they had done to his men. He knew that the only way he would be able to bring his vengeance to fruition is through asset denial, and to steal the intel on the Forerunners.
He had lost everything. He would have his vengeance.
Name:Cole R House A.K.A. blue devil
Faction (REDD or BLUE):BLUE
Soldier Class (Spartan, ODST, Marines, Pilot, etc): ODST
Weapons (what weapons does your character carry on them): One pistol on his hip, two mags for this weapon, one of which with one bullet for if captured. Two grenades on other hip, one grenade strapped to his chest so he will never be captured. A DMR on his back, preferred weapon. lastly one knife on his waist, about 9 in long.
Rank:High ranking officer of some kind (your choice)
Appearance: 5"11, medium deep voice, dark blonde hair with short very curly hair. Dark brown eyes, almost black seem to be watery at times. Has a single scar running,across right cheek. then back is crisscrossed with scars. about 29 years old
Personality:Loyal to a fault, he does what he says as hard as he can. Natural leader who has an air of authority around him. able to stay calm and collected no matter what.
History:He joined the BLUE army when he turned 18, he started as a simple marine until they learned he was a cut above the rest. On his first mission though his squad was ambushed. he was taken to a base where he was severely tortured. Right when they were about to kill him though a spartan squad saved him but he was sliced deep across the cheek. he has never told anyone what happened that day but it is obvious to tell he is troubled from something that happened.
Name: Ramirez(DUST)
Faction (REDD or BLUE): BLUE
Soldier Class (Spartan, ODST, Marines, Pilot, etc): Spartan
Weapons (what weapons does your character carry on them): Battle Rifle and Magnum
Rank: General
Appearance: 5'11" light skinned Hispanic. Built body. Short hair. Shaved facial hair. Black Scout Armor with blue shoulder pads. Black visor.
Personality: Very sarcastic but strict. A friendly officer with a strong will to liberate the human race from Imperial Control. When he is on the battlefield, nothing can stop him. His hatred for the emperor will only push him forward more and more. He will set his life first before any of his brothers or any innocent being.
History: His father was a first class special operation soldier. He never had a chance to seen him. Only heard stories and voice mails. His mother died giving born to him. His two other siblings, or brothers, were killed during a riot in Mumbasa. Ramirez was left under the care of the UNSC. He quickly became known as one of the most lethal and deadliest Marine in the force. He soon was trained and perfected into a First Class Spartan, he became better than his father ever was. When the Empire rose to Glory, the Emperor chose DUST as one of his personal hitmen. He did not question his orders, only killed to be rewarded. As Ramirez became more aware of the Emperor's ruthless plan for domination he began questioning his allegiance. A rebel force began forming and DUST was among the first to retaliate against the Empire. The Emperor saw his young fruit betray him as he spat in his face by wiping out an outpost of 50+ Enforcers. DUST became respect within the Brotherhood and eventually earned his place as General. Although he holds such an important place, he is not afraid of stepping into the field with his fellow soldiers.
Name: Ian "Coda" Brant (an alias I created for stuff like this)
Faction (REDD or BLUE): REDD
Soldier Class (Spartan, ODST, Marines, Pilot, etc): Spartan IV
Weapons (what weapons does your character carry on them): M395 Designated Marksman Rifle, M6C/SOCOM, upsized for SPARTAN units (It's pretty much just a larger version of the magnum from H3:ODST)
Rank: Warrant Officer (Just what I am now)
Appearance: 6'4''. Dark brown hair and eyes. Hair is longer than expected for a soldier. Large scar across my chest. Muscular, but not extremely muscular.
Personality: Not the best shot out there, but a decent soldier, and a good leader. Will do anything protect his soldiers.
History: Before becoming part of the Royal Enforcement Deployment Division, I lead a small squad of marines into a Covenant Super Carrier, commanded by BLUE forces. I left the carrier, relatively unscathed. None of my men left the carrier. They are all KIA. I got an energy sword through the chest, which caused the scar. Loosing my men shaped who I am, and caused me to be so protective of my platoon members.
Name: Cody-528
Faction (REDD or BLUE): UNSC
Soldier Class (Spartan, ODST, Marines, Pilot, etc): UNSC Spartan-II
Weapons (what weapons does your character carry on them): MA5D Assault Rifle, M6/SOCOM Pistol, various grenades/equipment.
Rank: Lieutenant
Appearance: When outside of his standard MJOLNIR Mark VI Armor, Cody stands just under 7ft tall, weighing about three hundred pounds. Typical of all Spartan-II's he is very pasty and covered in multiple scars from combat. Uniquely however, Cody's extreme time in deep space has given him time to allow his human nature to re-take him, thus making him more of a "human" and less of a Spartan machine like his counterparts.
Personality: Cody-528's extended time in deep space alongside his team and AI attache has pushed him to his mental limits, making his interactions with non-Spartans rather awkward. Becoming more "human" during his career, Cody finds himself lost in the new world of the Empire. Questioning loyalties and purpose, he struggles to decide between what he is ordered to do, and what he feels is right. Something that has started to affect his team, and other Spartan-II's around him.
History: Kidnapped at the age of 6 and replaced with a flash clone, Cody, along with his fellow conscripts, were forged into Spartan-II's during the events of the Insurrection. Upon the start of the Human Covenant War, he joined his fellow Spartans in protecting humanity in their campaign against the Covenant. Shortly after that battle of Sigmas Octanus IV, Cody was deployed with his team into deep space to engage in guerrilla warfare against Covenant targets. Leaving behind John and the others, Cody was dispatched alongside Douglas-042, Jerome-092, and Alice-130 into deep space aboard a Human Stealth-Frigate Prototype and placed in Command of the newly formed Indigo Team.
During the Human Covenant War, Indigo Team found themselves quickly fighting a losing war. With orders to shadow Covenant ships and preform reconnaissance, they often arrived in systems shortly after glassing, too late to assist their comrades in battle. These orders however were changed via scheduled COM with UNSC Command just before the Battle of Reach, and the team was ordered to rendezvous with the UNSC Pillar Of Autumn and rejoin their fellow Spartans for an operation into Covenant space. Arriving at the RV point alongside Black Team led by Jai-006, they waited three days before returning to their standard operations engaging the Covenant, placing a COM beacon at the RV point with their current status.
After the formation of the Empire, an Imperial Cruiser picked up the COM Beacon while engaging B.L.U.E. forces near Reach and recalled the two teams. Arriving at Reach, Cody and the rest of team Indigo were brought to the Imperial High Command and debriefed on the past twenty-odd years. Overcome with emotion, Cody and the others immediately questioned the legitimacy of the Empire and were arrested. Failing to learn the fate of their surviving brethren, Cody ordered the others to accept the Empire in an effort to avoid execution. Now being deployed to the grounds of Reach, the newly formed ISOC Spartan Team is about to make the biggest discovery of their lives.
Name: Ender Shardaeon
Faction (REDD or BLUE): BLUE
Soldier Class (Spartan, ODST, Marines, Pilot, etc): Spartan II
Weapons (what weapons does your character carry on them): Sniper, Pistol, Energy Sword
Rank: Spartan Officer
Appearance: Stands 6'8" outside of his battle torn MJOLNIR armor. Shaggy, dark-brown hair accompanied by bright amber eyes. A lithe build, still muscular but for the most part deadly speed and quick reflexes. His strong eyebrows are usually drawn down in concentration, making him appear to always be in deep thought. He often dons his signature half smile, only the right corner of his mouth rising in amusement. Ender's MJOLNIR armor is slightly battle torn, but not near as much as most of the Spartans. The armor is onyx black, accompanied by white secondary dashed through out the armor plating.
Personality: Ender is quiet and reserved, allowing himself to speak only when needed, or when a subject of great interest to him is brought up. Idle talk is not something he usually participates in. Polite, respectful, and self sacrificial. Though slow to speak Ender will defend anyone if they are being bullied. He is quick to laugh, but often drifts off, his attention seemingly sucked away to some distant event.
History: There is much hidden in Ender the world does not know. He is haunted by a dark past and dark decisions, the things of his youth bring back chilling memories. He was taken when he was 5 and replaced with a clone to be a part of the SPARTAN-II project. Ender was one of the brightest in his class, but often found his mind drifting off towards things he thought more important, thus nearly flunking the educational part of his spartan training. There was one thing Ender thoroughly enjoyed, and that was the training for war. He would not hesitate to put his speed and reflexes to the test in front of his classmates. Ender was not the strongest, nor could he run the farthest. He excelled in battle strategy but never studied it in depth, rather choosing to hone his physical combat skills to a razor edge. No one could react as fast, run as quickly, or shoot a sniper more accurately than Ender. Ender was born for one thing. Raised to accomplish one goal. Become death to his enemies.
Name: (unknown) Alias: Juggernaut
Faction (REDD or BLUE): Merc
Soldier Class (Spartan, ODST, Marines, Pilot, etc): Pilot
Weapons (what weapons does your character carry on them): Shotgun, Magnum, DMR, and a combat knife
Rank: Freelance Mercenary Pilot
Appearance: 6'4", Slick black hair and a full beard, Casual clothes are a trench coat, cargo pants, and combat boots. when doing a job he dresses up in whatever he needs to so he can do a drop wherever it needs to be, regardless of REDD or BLUE.
Personality: Holds no grudges to either side, just wants to increase his smuggling skills and take jobs from both sides, doing whatever it takes to get the job done, whether that is just a drop off or getting his own hands dirty.
History: From a young age he was taken into the life of smuggling. From age 10 he could hack into most encrypted channels and could steal minor starships and weapons. At age 18 there was almost nothing that he could not get his hands on and steal. He earned the name "Juggernaut" from a mission that went wrong when a group of marines crashed one of their jobs and he took on about 10 well trained marines by himself and came out on top. The same could not be said for the other 3 on his team. At the age of 22 he became a freelance merc doing jobs for both the Empire and the Brotherhood. He switched from smuggling to mercenary work because the rest of his smuggling ring were brought down by a group of Spartans before the UNSC split into REDD and BLUE, so he has been uneasy of all spartans an either side. He tolerates their presence though so he could get the job done and get his pay. Before each mission he has a minute of silence to remember his smuggling family before they were taken down.
Name: LUCK
Faction (REDD or BLUE): Royal Enforcer Deployment Division
Soldier Class (Spartan, ODST, Marines, Pilot, etc): Spartan
Weapons (what weapons does your character carry on them): Standard Arsenal includes the Covenant Carbine, with a Shotgun as a secondary. However he will take advantage of any Heavy Weapon when given the chance.
Rank: Sergeant Major
Appearance: use sig as reference.
Personality: Gets along easily with allies, strong leader who values the lives of his men and celebrates the deaths of his enemies.
History: He originally joined the imperial army after witnessing the terrorist attacks by the rebels in the news as he grew up. Not long after basic training he was secretly chosen for Imperial Special Forces where he was placed into the Firesnake squad. After a few deployments he was promoted to squad leader when his old CO retired to a desk job. He continued his training of heavy weapons and explosives which lead him to become highly proficient with grenades (the squad standard) and heavy weapons.
He is currently engaged in a classified mission with an ONI detachment of ODST's.
Name: James Gallaton(Penguin)
Faction (REDD or BLUE): BLUE
Soldier Class (Spartan, ODST, Marines, Pilot, etc): ODST/pilot too
Weapons (what weapons does your character carry on them): sniper, magnum, and smg. combat knife
Rank: Major
Appearance: 6'2", brown hair, frail except for his upper body strength, black primary, green secondary, blue visor( his helmet reads his name, and below that in smaller print is "This is for respect, peace of mind, and FREEDOM". Sniper rounds all around my chest and grenades on my lower belt. Combat knife on the chest easily excessible to get in a hurry.
Personality: stays in the shadows, doesnt let anyone know what he is up to(so they dont find out ;D). second thinks everything he does(doesnt go for the first instinct[which might be his downfall])
History: Joined the ODSTs when he was young, him and his brother rose through the ranks very quickly until the mission after being promoted to Major. Him and his brother were on a dual mission when, James' flank got overrun. He grabbed the info and without second geussing it, he had to run. He told his brother, but he was taking fire from his side too. The last words James heard were "This is for respect, peace of mind, and FREEDOM" as he ran into the swarm of red troops. He never saw his brother again and James always thinks that his brother could of made it. Now he thinks twice before his actions, now his helmet reads what his brother told him, and now he knows its not just for his brother, its for freedom.(Got the name penguin, because of his brother always calling him that.)
Name: [CLASSIFIED] Tagged by IONI simply as "Raider"
Faction: REDD
Soldier Class: Spartan IV
Weapons: Anything Close Quarters Focused but the usual are Magnum and SMG (both with HAZOP modifications to withstand various environments)
Rank: Gunnery Sergeant
Personality: A martyr. Would take a bullet for his comrades and believes in morality over honor. The only people he can trust in the war are his closest comrades. Questions High Command's actions and motives. Joined REDD for the belief that BLUE is too corrupted and tyrannical (at least more so than his side). Often questions the motive of objectives and people too often. Enough to be judgmental and cautious of people. Doesn't trust the Empire but he knows its the best hope of protection for his homeworld. On the bright side, his careful nature proves well on the field when protecting or mending his comrades.
Appearance: Short and slim for a Spartan. Tanned skin, black hair (longer than it should be for the REDD). Has a tattoo of a fox running on his arm (the emblem of his old platoon back on Naryu). The picture is basically how it looks like. Also has a modified hard case pack on the lower back containing medic supplies.
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History: Before he adopted his codename, Raider lived in a colony on an ocean planet called "Naryu" in BLUE controlled space. When the war reached Naryu, BLUE struck the ocean planet in hoping to acquire its rich resources and a rare element on the planet known as Mikanium found only in the planet's most inscrutable depths. The BLUE occupied and enslaved Raider and the colony when he was only 17. Once devout supporters of BLUE, Raider and other rebellious colonists began spying for the REDD and collecting intel for their arrival. When the REDD managed to break through the BLUE's orbital blockade, an all out naval war spread across Naryu.
When the REDD finally reached and liberated the colony from the BLUE, the small native resistance gratefully joined the REDD enlisted and underwent through the Empire's Spartan IV project and two years later they joined the fight. Raider (being the team's medic) and his team were designated to breaching enemy underwater vessels and boarding action at extreme depths. And one year after that, the war had been won.
After the war on Naryu was over and BLUE left the ocean planet empty handed of the precious marine element, Raider was abducted from his planet by IONI against his own will. From there, Raider was sent to perform classified missions and escort operations. It was there that he was transferred personally by the Brigadier General Ryan Webber to the REDWATCH to retake Reach. The codename "Raider" was tagged on him for his odd breach and clear methods that are a deadly reminiscent of the war on his homeworld.
Name: Marcus Drake
Faction (REDD or BLUE): R.E.D.D.
Soldier Class (Spartan, ODST, Marines, Pilot, etc): ODST
Weapons (what weapons does your character carry on them): MA5D and an SMG
Rank: Staff Sergeant
Appearance: 5'9", silvery blue eyes, short brown hair, and stocky.
Personality: Very introverted excepted with squad mates, boots on the ground kind of grunt.
History: Born and raised from a long line of ODST's, joined when he was 19 and has worked his way up the ladder by throwing B.L.U.E. bodies down it.
Name: Alan Conn
Faction (REDD or BLUE): REDD
Soldier Class (Spartan, ODST, Marines, Pilot, etc): ODST
Weapons (what weapons does your character carry on them): The silenced SMG (M7S) and the M6C/SOCOM pistol.
Rank: Private First Class
Appearance: 6', short, brown hair, 206 lbs
Personality: Sometimes violent and headstrong, but loyal and reliable.
History: Raised as a youngest child in a house with a strict father, you can imagine I got a lot of bruises. I was beaten into line. I don't mind jumping feet first into hell, 'cuz it sure is better than this one.
FC Writing Interactive Back-Story & Details
As the final major battles on Reach between the Royal Enforcer Deployment Division and the Brotherhood Legion Of United Exiles start to come to a bitter end, things are looking bleak fort he battered and disheartened B.L.U.E. With numerous Imperial ships arriving in system daily, the onslaught of reinforcements and support for the R.E.D.D. have left many rebels feeling like death is right around the corner. With the last major pocket of B.L.U.E. resistance holding out in the continent of Eposz, it seems as if the R.E.D.D. are about the wipe the last of their opponents off the planet for the final time.
However, while looking for a secure location for a command center, the B.L.U.E. stumbled across an ancient secret. A cavern where a vast abundance of Forerunner data had been lost during the Human-Covenant. Containing everything from weapons schematics to the location of other Forerunner installations, the rebels scrambled to secure the information and move it to an undisclosed rebel base off system. Managing to get a message out to their leadership, the B.L.U.E. dug in and prepared to protect the information and, if needed, destroy it before the R.E.D.D. secured it for the Empire.
Now, as the R.E.D.D. discover the rebels secret, a last-ditch effort of the B.L.U.E. comes full swing as a contingent of rebel ships arrive in system in an attempt to retrieve and remove the data planetside and prevent the Empire from obtaining it. With each side wary of large scale ship-to-ship combat, the two sides deploy large ground forces to the continent in an effort to secure the data.
Now, the final battle for Reach, and the most important one, has begun.
I will now open the FC Writing Interactive with the first post!
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Cody-528 held a closed fist up beside his MJOLNIR helmet to signal "freeze" as a half-dozen blips crept onto the edge of his armor's motion tracker. Moving forward to a downed acai palm tree he edged up enough to peak towards the contacts, half a ton of armor and solider moving silently amidst the jungles harmony. Spotting the refugees trudging along the old path, bags overstuffed and slung over their shoulders, he slinked back to his team and motioned the "all clear" sign before motioning for them to continue towards their objective.
Cody, and his team, were one of the few remaining Spartan-II's still living. Veterans of the Human-Covenant war, the foursome had, for the most part, been uninvolved in the majority of major battles in the wars final years. A team deployed to deep space, they were ordered home by the newly formed Empire and pressed into service within the R.E.D.D. Uncertain of the legitimacy of the Imperial Command now facing them, the Spartans protested and were quickly restrained by newer Spartan-IV's after multiple confrontations. Recognizing the threat, the Empire gave them two choices, execution, or service, to which the Spartans of Indigo Team elected. Now, the four super soldiers moved through the jungle towards what they hoped, would be answers.
Pushing past a fern, Cody stole a glance sideways at his brothers in arms. Douglas-042 moved between a pair of trees, his Suppressed M7 SMG up and sweeping the jungle ahead of him. An expert with navigation both in space and on ground, Douglas had proven invaluable in their years in deep space together. Past him, Jerome-092 shadowed him. An amazing technician and first class mechanic, "Jerry" as he was called by his teammates could fix and operate any vehicle he got his hands on. Glancing to his left, Cody lot sight of Alice-130 before she slipped back into view among the foliage. A master of covert operations, she was one of the few Spartans who could turn invisible at will. Luckily for Cody, his team had to acquire a good handle on a variety of skills to remain operational for so many years without contact with the UNSC ONI.
"Contact, eight hundred meters, right flank." Douglas whispered across the COM. Cody wheeled right and pushed forward to the NAV marker on his HUD where Douglas has marked an old, battered truck. He slung his MA5D Assault rifle and drew a liberated M6 SOCOM from his thigh, the weapons scope and firing reticule synching with his helmet instantly. He signaled the Spartans to take positions flanking the truck as he reached the clearing, a Falcon flying overhead, the emblem of the B.L.U.E. flashing from the side. Three green lights winked on his display as he lowered the pistol and rose from his cover. Even with his enhanced vision and helmet's optics, he had trouble seeing the person behind the tinted windshield.
Three steps into the clearing, the truck door opened and a man stepped out. An amber light blinked on Cody's display as Alice confirmed weapons sight on target. The man wore the uniform of a B.L.U.E. Officer, his hair close cropped and silver. He took the cigar from his mouth and puffed out thick, grey smoke. He cocked his head. "You can call the rest of the out Lieutenant, I'm not about to jump into a firefight with the four of you."
Cody signaled his team to come forward and pulled of his helmet, holstering his pistol. "Sorry sir, just being careful."
The man nodded. "Mendez would be proud." He turned as the other three Spartans came forward into the clearing. "Alice, Douglas, Jerry, good to see you all. It's been too long."
The Spartans simply nodded and moved to get into the back of the truck. Cody stepped forward and held out a hand to the B.L.U.E. Officer he took it and shook. "I hope this is worth it sir. We can't keep dodging the Empire's hunt and kill teams forever."
The man cracked a smile, the deep scar running down his face flexing in protest. "Don't worry Lieutenant, we'll get you squared away."
Cody nodded and slid his helmet back onto his head and jumped in the back of the truck with his team, wondering if he had made the right call. Would this get his team back to Command? Would they be able to find their fellow Spartans? He didn't know. What he did know, was that this conflict, the Empire and the Rebels, was between them, and he had to find out where his command and teammates went.
If you're new to RPG/Interactive Writing click the button below for an overview on how it all works.
So you're new to this eh? No problem. Basically how it works is like this. Read the rules and the back-story first. This will ensure you know what not to do, and what your jumping into.
Once you've done that, be sure to create a character. Yourself, someone fictional, a combination of both, it doesn't matter! Be ready to stick to that character and write on them.
Make your first post! Introduce your character. A flashback, maybe an opening "scene" to show us who they are beyond their basic stats. Once you do that, be sure to read what others post after you. You don't want to fall behind!
Here are some other tips to make sure you're apart of the interactive in a good way...
1. Don't come across other characters too fast. Let it flow naturally.
2. Don't make your character jump forward too much time in your post. The minute you say "The next day" you've just pushed everyone up a day.
3. Don't try to steer control of the whole story and don't let others do the same. Write your story, the rest will all blend well.
4. Ask questions! PM's or Quote boxes at the top are good for a "conversation" within the thread.
5. Enjoy it! If you don't think you're going to enjoy it don't post! Likewise if you decide you want out, let the thread starter know so the posting order can be adjusted.
Any other questions ask a creative writer!
If you're experienced in this type of thing, feel free to jump down here and check the rules for the interactive. EVERYONE PLEASE READ.
1. You must play/post as your own created character. Therefore you may not be characters from the Halo/FC universe.
2. Your "kit" my be customized with anything that is documented canon within the Halo/FC universe OR with something that is reasonable to believe. For example, you may add a suppressor/flashlight/laser to your weapon, but you may not pickup a Lancer from Gears Of War.
3. You may fight anywhere within the FC Interactive that is in the back-story. This includes ground and space. You may however, include flashbacks/dreams/flash-forwards that take place in other locations.
4. You may not kill off someones character without first discussing it with them via PM.
5. Please keep all posts on topic. If you need to express something outside of the interactive, such as an explanation or question, please put it in a "Quote" box at the top of your post. This will just help keep everything clear.
6. Please wait for another three (3) members to post after your last post. This ensures everyone is able to move along at a good pace without things taking up too much time.
Here is a list of all registered characters. If you did not sign up and wish to participate, fill out the blank form at the top of the list and PM it to me and I'll add you in.
Name: SPARTAN - G253 (Jack)
Faction: Himself
Soldier Class: Spartan III
Weapons: M739 SAW; M395 DMR; M6CSOCOM Sidearm; M7S SMG
Rank: Operative
Personality: Jack is all about the mission. He has his own agenda in this war, and so he feels no sympathy for either side. As a former Imperial, he has respect for the Imperial Spartans, though he is a bit prejudiced against SPARTAN IV's. He believes in planning ahead, and knowing his enemy, and so he goes through great lengths to gather as much intelligence on his objective. He trusts no one but his personal AI, Grace, who is only seeking to help Jack survive his missions, but secretly wants him to leave the life of war behind, and to forget his vendetta against both the Empire and the Brotherhood.
Appearance: Jack utilizes MJOLNIR Mark VI armor with a TACPAD on his wrist and a Tactical Hard Case on his thigh. His armor is jet black
History:
Jack was born to fight. As a child, he was never afraid to stand up for himself, or for those who could not defend themselves as aggressors. His homeworld, Athens, was glassed in 2542, when he was six years old. He was enlisted into the SPARTAN III program. By the age of ten, he had earned unit leadership of the entire company of Spartans he had begun training with, earning the rank of Chief Petty Officer in the UNSC military. By the time the Emperor's seize of power, Jack's unit had been the only unit of SPARTAN III's to keep a casualty rate bellow 6%. That all changed when the Empire, in an effort to seize Brotherhood assets at Eridanus II, send in Jack's entire company in an all-out assault on a heavily fortified Brotherhood fort. The Brotherhood was tipped off about the attack in advanced, and Jack's unit received little to no support in the assault. As a result, the entire company was slaughtered on that battlefield and Jack was taken prisoner after being knocked out by an explosion during the battle. Jack endured nine months of torture while being held captive. At the first opportunity, Jack escaped the facility, but not before stealing the facilities' most advanced prototype smart AI (The original objective of the attack had been to secure the AI), and he stowed away on an Imperial frigate responsible for blockading the planet.
Jack spent the next three months on the frigate, each evening attempting to speak to the AI about why it was so important. The AI, who had been witness to the entire attack and was privy to information regarding the attack, had pity on Jack. The AI wanted to be named, and Jack called her Grace, after his sister. In the many years afterward, Jack acquired more and more intel on the tragedy that had befallen his company. He learned that the Empire had deployed his unit to the fort without support on purpose, and had even leaked information to the Brotherhood about the attack beforehand. He learned that Imperial Command did not want a unit that was highly successful from the old regime to continue their service together, as it would be a strong argument for opposition to Imperial military doctrine.
From that point on, Jack vowed to take down the Empire and Brotherhood together for what they had done to his men. He knew that the only way he would be able to bring his vengeance to fruition is through asset denial, and to steal the intel on the Forerunners.
He had lost everything. He would have his vengeance.
Name:Cole R House A.K.A. blue devil
Faction (REDD or BLUE):BLUE
Soldier Class (Spartan, ODST, Marines, Pilot, etc): ODST
Weapons (what weapons does your character carry on them): One pistol on his hip, two mags for this weapon, one of which with one bullet for if captured. Two grenades on other hip, one grenade strapped to his chest so he will never be captured. A DMR on his back, preferred weapon. lastly one knife on his waist, about 9 in long.
Rank:High ranking officer of some kind (your choice)
Appearance: 5"11, medium deep voice, dark blonde hair with short very curly hair. Dark brown eyes, almost black seem to be watery at times. Has a single scar running,across right cheek. then back is crisscrossed with scars. about 29 years old
Personality:Loyal to a fault, he does what he says as hard as he can. Natural leader who has an air of authority around him. able to stay calm and collected no matter what.
History:He joined the BLUE army when he turned 18, he started as a simple marine until they learned he was a cut above the rest. On his first mission though his squad was ambushed. he was taken to a base where he was severely tortured. Right when they were about to kill him though a spartan squad saved him but he was sliced deep across the cheek. he has never told anyone what happened that day but it is obvious to tell he is troubled from something that happened.
Name: Ramirez(DUST)
Faction (REDD or BLUE): BLUE
Soldier Class (Spartan, ODST, Marines, Pilot, etc): Spartan
Weapons (what weapons does your character carry on them): Battle Rifle and Magnum
Rank: General
Appearance: 5'11" light skinned Hispanic. Built body. Short hair. Shaved facial hair. Black Scout Armor with blue shoulder pads. Black visor.
Personality: Very sarcastic but strict. A friendly officer with a strong will to liberate the human race from Imperial Control. When he is on the battlefield, nothing can stop him. His hatred for the emperor will only push him forward more and more. He will set his life first before any of his brothers or any innocent being.
History: His father was a first class special operation soldier. He never had a chance to seen him. Only heard stories and voice mails. His mother died giving born to him. His two other siblings, or brothers, were killed during a riot in Mumbasa. Ramirez was left under the care of the UNSC. He quickly became known as one of the most lethal and deadliest Marine in the force. He soon was trained and perfected into a First Class Spartan, he became better than his father ever was. When the Empire rose to Glory, the Emperor chose DUST as one of his personal hitmen. He did not question his orders, only killed to be rewarded. As Ramirez became more aware of the Emperor's ruthless plan for domination he began questioning his allegiance. A rebel force began forming and DUST was among the first to retaliate against the Empire. The Emperor saw his young fruit betray him as he spat in his face by wiping out an outpost of 50+ Enforcers. DUST became respect within the Brotherhood and eventually earned his place as General. Although he holds such an important place, he is not afraid of stepping into the field with his fellow soldiers.
Name: Ian "Coda" Brant (an alias I created for stuff like this)
Faction (REDD or BLUE): REDD
Soldier Class (Spartan, ODST, Marines, Pilot, etc): Spartan IV
Weapons (what weapons does your character carry on them): M395 Designated Marksman Rifle, M6C/SOCOM, upsized for SPARTAN units (It's pretty much just a larger version of the magnum from H3:ODST)
Rank: Warrant Officer (Just what I am now)
Appearance: 6'4''. Dark brown hair and eyes. Hair is longer than expected for a soldier. Large scar across my chest. Muscular, but not extremely muscular.
Personality: Not the best shot out there, but a decent soldier, and a good leader. Will do anything protect his soldiers.
History: Before becoming part of the Royal Enforcement Deployment Division, I lead a small squad of marines into a Covenant Super Carrier, commanded by BLUE forces. I left the carrier, relatively unscathed. None of my men left the carrier. They are all KIA. I got an energy sword through the chest, which caused the scar. Loosing my men shaped who I am, and caused me to be so protective of my platoon members.
Name: Cody-528
Faction (REDD or BLUE): UNSC
Soldier Class (Spartan, ODST, Marines, Pilot, etc): UNSC Spartan-II
Weapons (what weapons does your character carry on them): MA5D Assault Rifle, M6/SOCOM Pistol, various grenades/equipment.
Rank: Lieutenant
Appearance: When outside of his standard MJOLNIR Mark VI Armor, Cody stands just under 7ft tall, weighing about three hundred pounds. Typical of all Spartan-II's he is very pasty and covered in multiple scars from combat. Uniquely however, Cody's extreme time in deep space has given him time to allow his human nature to re-take him, thus making him more of a "human" and less of a Spartan machine like his counterparts.
Personality: Cody-528's extended time in deep space alongside his team and AI attache has pushed him to his mental limits, making his interactions with non-Spartans rather awkward. Becoming more "human" during his career, Cody finds himself lost in the new world of the Empire. Questioning loyalties and purpose, he struggles to decide between what he is ordered to do, and what he feels is right. Something that has started to affect his team, and other Spartan-II's around him.
History: Kidnapped at the age of 6 and replaced with a flash clone, Cody, along with his fellow conscripts, were forged into Spartan-II's during the events of the Insurrection. Upon the start of the Human Covenant War, he joined his fellow Spartans in protecting humanity in their campaign against the Covenant. Shortly after that battle of Sigmas Octanus IV, Cody was deployed with his team into deep space to engage in guerrilla warfare against Covenant targets. Leaving behind John and the others, Cody was dispatched alongside Douglas-042, Jerome-092, and Alice-130 into deep space aboard a Human Stealth-Frigate Prototype and placed in Command of the newly formed Indigo Team.
During the Human Covenant War, Indigo Team found themselves quickly fighting a losing war. With orders to shadow Covenant ships and preform reconnaissance, they often arrived in systems shortly after glassing, too late to assist their comrades in battle. These orders however were changed via scheduled COM with UNSC Command just before the Battle of Reach, and the team was ordered to rendezvous with the UNSC Pillar Of Autumn and rejoin their fellow Spartans for an operation into Covenant space. Arriving at the RV point alongside Black Team led by Jai-006, they waited three days before returning to their standard operations engaging the Covenant, placing a COM beacon at the RV point with their current status.
After the formation of the Empire, an Imperial Cruiser picked up the COM Beacon while engaging B.L.U.E. forces near Reach and recalled the two teams. Arriving at Reach, Cody and the rest of team Indigo were brought to the Imperial High Command and debriefed on the past twenty-odd years. Overcome with emotion, Cody and the others immediately questioned the legitimacy of the Empire and were arrested. Failing to learn the fate of their surviving brethren, Cody ordered the others to accept the Empire in an effort to avoid execution. Now being deployed to the grounds of Reach, the newly formed ISOC Spartan Team is about to make the biggest discovery of their lives.
Name: Ender Shardaeon
Faction (REDD or BLUE): BLUE
Soldier Class (Spartan, ODST, Marines, Pilot, etc): Spartan II
Weapons (what weapons does your character carry on them): Sniper, Pistol, Energy Sword
Rank: Spartan Officer
Appearance: Stands 6'8" outside of his battle torn MJOLNIR armor. Shaggy, dark-brown hair accompanied by bright amber eyes. A lithe build, still muscular but for the most part deadly speed and quick reflexes. His strong eyebrows are usually drawn down in concentration, making him appear to always be in deep thought. He often dons his signature half smile, only the right corner of his mouth rising in amusement. Ender's MJOLNIR armor is slightly battle torn, but not near as much as most of the Spartans. The armor is onyx black, accompanied by white secondary dashed through out the armor plating.
Personality: Ender is quiet and reserved, allowing himself to speak only when needed, or when a subject of great interest to him is brought up. Idle talk is not something he usually participates in. Polite, respectful, and self sacrificial. Though slow to speak Ender will defend anyone if they are being bullied. He is quick to laugh, but often drifts off, his attention seemingly sucked away to some distant event.
History: There is much hidden in Ender the world does not know. He is haunted by a dark past and dark decisions, the things of his youth bring back chilling memories. He was taken when he was 5 and replaced with a clone to be a part of the SPARTAN-II project. Ender was one of the brightest in his class, but often found his mind drifting off towards things he thought more important, thus nearly flunking the educational part of his spartan training. There was one thing Ender thoroughly enjoyed, and that was the training for war. He would not hesitate to put his speed and reflexes to the test in front of his classmates. Ender was not the strongest, nor could he run the farthest. He excelled in battle strategy but never studied it in depth, rather choosing to hone his physical combat skills to a razor edge. No one could react as fast, run as quickly, or shoot a sniper more accurately than Ender. Ender was born for one thing. Raised to accomplish one goal. Become death to his enemies.
Name: (unknown) Alias: Juggernaut
Faction (REDD or BLUE): Merc
Soldier Class (Spartan, ODST, Marines, Pilot, etc): Pilot
Weapons (what weapons does your character carry on them): Shotgun, Magnum, DMR, and a combat knife
Rank: Freelance Mercenary Pilot
Appearance: 6'4", Slick black hair and a full beard, Casual clothes are a trench coat, cargo pants, and combat boots. when doing a job he dresses up in whatever he needs to so he can do a drop wherever it needs to be, regardless of REDD or BLUE.
Personality: Holds no grudges to either side, just wants to increase his smuggling skills and take jobs from both sides, doing whatever it takes to get the job done, whether that is just a drop off or getting his own hands dirty.
History: From a young age he was taken into the life of smuggling. From age 10 he could hack into most encrypted channels and could steal minor starships and weapons. At age 18 there was almost nothing that he could not get his hands on and steal. He earned the name "Juggernaut" from a mission that went wrong when a group of marines crashed one of their jobs and he took on about 10 well trained marines by himself and came out on top. The same could not be said for the other 3 on his team. At the age of 22 he became a freelance merc doing jobs for both the Empire and the Brotherhood. He switched from smuggling to mercenary work because the rest of his smuggling ring were brought down by a group of Spartans before the UNSC split into REDD and BLUE, so he has been uneasy of all spartans an either side. He tolerates their presence though so he could get the job done and get his pay. Before each mission he has a minute of silence to remember his smuggling family before they were taken down.
Name: LUCK
Faction (REDD or BLUE): Royal Enforcer Deployment Division
Soldier Class (Spartan, ODST, Marines, Pilot, etc): Spartan
Weapons (what weapons does your character carry on them): Standard Arsenal includes the Covenant Carbine, with a Shotgun as a secondary. However he will take advantage of any Heavy Weapon when given the chance.
Rank: Sergeant Major
Appearance: use sig as reference.
Personality: Gets along easily with allies, strong leader who values the lives of his men and celebrates the deaths of his enemies.
History: He originally joined the imperial army after witnessing the terrorist attacks by the rebels in the news as he grew up. Not long after basic training he was secretly chosen for Imperial Special Forces where he was placed into the Firesnake squad. After a few deployments he was promoted to squad leader when his old CO retired to a desk job. He continued his training of heavy weapons and explosives which lead him to become highly proficient with grenades (the squad standard) and heavy weapons.
He is currently engaged in a classified mission with an ONI detachment of ODST's.
Name: James Gallaton(Penguin)
Faction (REDD or BLUE): BLUE
Soldier Class (Spartan, ODST, Marines, Pilot, etc): ODST/pilot too
Weapons (what weapons does your character carry on them): sniper, magnum, and smg. combat knife
Rank: Major
Appearance: 6'2", brown hair, frail except for his upper body strength, black primary, green secondary, blue visor( his helmet reads his name, and below that in smaller print is "This is for respect, peace of mind, and FREEDOM". Sniper rounds all around my chest and grenades on my lower belt. Combat knife on the chest easily excessible to get in a hurry.
Personality: stays in the shadows, doesnt let anyone know what he is up to(so they dont find out ;D). second thinks everything he does(doesnt go for the first instinct[which might be his downfall])
History: Joined the ODSTs when he was young, him and his brother rose through the ranks very quickly until the mission after being promoted to Major. Him and his brother were on a dual mission when, James' flank got overrun. He grabbed the info and without second geussing it, he had to run. He told his brother, but he was taking fire from his side too. The last words James heard were "This is for respect, peace of mind, and FREEDOM" as he ran into the swarm of red troops. He never saw his brother again and James always thinks that his brother could of made it. Now he thinks twice before his actions, now his helmet reads what his brother told him, and now he knows its not just for his brother, its for freedom.(Got the name penguin, because of his brother always calling him that.)
Name: [CLASSIFIED] Tagged by IONI simply as "Raider"
Faction: REDD
Soldier Class: Spartan IV
Weapons: Anything Close Quarters Focused but the usual are Magnum and SMG (both with HAZOP modifications to withstand various environments)
Rank: Gunnery Sergeant
Personality: A martyr. Would take a bullet for his comrades and believes in morality over honor. The only people he can trust in the war are his closest comrades. Questions High Command's actions and motives. Joined REDD for the belief that BLUE is too corrupted and tyrannical (at least more so than his side). Often questions the motive of objectives and people too often. Enough to be judgmental and cautious of people. Doesn't trust the Empire but he knows its the best hope of protection for his homeworld. On the bright side, his careful nature proves well on the field when protecting or mending his comrades.
Appearance: Short and slim for a Spartan. Tanned skin, black hair (longer than it should be for the REDD). Has a tattoo of a fox running on his arm (the emblem of his old platoon back on Naryu). The picture is basically how it looks like. Also has a modified hard case pack on the lower back containing medic supplies.
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History: Before he adopted his codename, Raider lived in a colony on an ocean planet called "Naryu" in BLUE controlled space. When the war reached Naryu, BLUE struck the ocean planet in hoping to acquire its rich resources and a rare element on the planet known as Mikanium found only in the planet's most inscrutable depths. The BLUE occupied and enslaved Raider and the colony when he was only 17. Once devout supporters of BLUE, Raider and other rebellious colonists began spying for the REDD and collecting intel for their arrival. When the REDD managed to break through the BLUE's orbital blockade, an all out naval war spread across Naryu.
When the REDD finally reached and liberated the colony from the BLUE, the small native resistance gratefully joined the REDD enlisted and underwent through the Empire's Spartan IV project and two years later they joined the fight. Raider (being the team's medic) and his team were designated to breaching enemy underwater vessels and boarding action at extreme depths. And one year after that, the war had been won.
After the war on Naryu was over and BLUE left the ocean planet empty handed of the precious marine element, Raider was abducted from his planet by IONI against his own will. From there, Raider was sent to perform classified missions and escort operations. It was there that he was transferred personally by the Brigadier General Ryan Webber to the REDWATCH to retake Reach. The codename "Raider" was tagged on him for his odd breach and clear methods that are a deadly reminiscent of the war on his homeworld.
Name: Marcus Drake
Faction (REDD or BLUE): R.E.D.D.
Soldier Class (Spartan, ODST, Marines, Pilot, etc): ODST
Weapons (what weapons does your character carry on them): MA5D and an SMG
Rank: Staff Sergeant
Appearance: 5'9", silvery blue eyes, short brown hair, and stocky.
Personality: Very introverted excepted with squad mates, boots on the ground kind of grunt.
History: Born and raised from a long line of ODST's, joined when he was 19 and has worked his way up the ladder by throwing B.L.U.E. bodies down it.
Name: Alan Conn
Faction (REDD or BLUE): REDD
Soldier Class (Spartan, ODST, Marines, Pilot, etc): ODST
Weapons (what weapons does your character carry on them): The silenced SMG (M7S) and the M6C/SOCOM pistol.
Rank: Private First Class
Appearance: 6', short, brown hair, 206 lbs
Personality: Sometimes violent and headstrong, but loyal and reliable.
History: Raised as a youngest child in a house with a strict father, you can imagine I got a lot of bruises. I was beaten into line. I don't mind jumping feet first into hell, 'cuz it sure is better than this one.
FC Writing Interactive Back-Story & Details
As the final major battles on Reach between the Royal Enforcer Deployment Division and the Brotherhood Legion Of United Exiles start to come to a bitter end, things are looking bleak fort he battered and disheartened B.L.U.E. With numerous Imperial ships arriving in system daily, the onslaught of reinforcements and support for the R.E.D.D. have left many rebels feeling like death is right around the corner. With the last major pocket of B.L.U.E. resistance holding out in the continent of Eposz, it seems as if the R.E.D.D. are about the wipe the last of their opponents off the planet for the final time.
However, while looking for a secure location for a command center, the B.L.U.E. stumbled across an ancient secret. A cavern where a vast abundance of Forerunner data had been lost during the Human-Covenant. Containing everything from weapons schematics to the location of other Forerunner installations, the rebels scrambled to secure the information and move it to an undisclosed rebel base off system. Managing to get a message out to their leadership, the B.L.U.E. dug in and prepared to protect the information and, if needed, destroy it before the R.E.D.D. secured it for the Empire.
Now, as the R.E.D.D. discover the rebels secret, a last-ditch effort of the B.L.U.E. comes full swing as a contingent of rebel ships arrive in system in an attempt to retrieve and remove the data planetside and prevent the Empire from obtaining it. With each side wary of large scale ship-to-ship combat, the two sides deploy large ground forces to the continent in an effort to secure the data.
Now, the final battle for Reach, and the most important one, has begun.
I will now open the FC Writing Interactive with the first post!
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Cody-528 held a closed fist up beside his MJOLNIR helmet to signal "freeze" as a half-dozen blips crept onto the edge of his armor's motion tracker. Moving forward to a downed acai palm tree he edged up enough to peak towards the contacts, half a ton of armor and solider moving silently amidst the jungles harmony. Spotting the refugees trudging along the old path, bags overstuffed and slung over their shoulders, he slinked back to his team and motioned the "all clear" sign before motioning for them to continue towards their objective.
Cody, and his team, were one of the few remaining Spartan-II's still living. Veterans of the Human-Covenant war, the foursome had, for the most part, been uninvolved in the majority of major battles in the wars final years. A team deployed to deep space, they were ordered home by the newly formed Empire and pressed into service within the R.E.D.D. Uncertain of the legitimacy of the Imperial Command now facing them, the Spartans protested and were quickly restrained by newer Spartan-IV's after multiple confrontations. Recognizing the threat, the Empire gave them two choices, execution, or service, to which the Spartans of Indigo Team elected. Now, the four super soldiers moved through the jungle towards what they hoped, would be answers.
Pushing past a fern, Cody stole a glance sideways at his brothers in arms. Douglas-042 moved between a pair of trees, his Suppressed M7 SMG up and sweeping the jungle ahead of him. An expert with navigation both in space and on ground, Douglas had proven invaluable in their years in deep space together. Past him, Jerome-092 shadowed him. An amazing technician and first class mechanic, "Jerry" as he was called by his teammates could fix and operate any vehicle he got his hands on. Glancing to his left, Cody lot sight of Alice-130 before she slipped back into view among the foliage. A master of covert operations, she was one of the few Spartans who could turn invisible at will. Luckily for Cody, his team had to acquire a good handle on a variety of skills to remain operational for so many years without contact with the UNSC ONI.
"Contact, eight hundred meters, right flank." Douglas whispered across the COM. Cody wheeled right and pushed forward to the NAV marker on his HUD where Douglas has marked an old, battered truck. He slung his MA5D Assault rifle and drew a liberated M6 SOCOM from his thigh, the weapons scope and firing reticule synching with his helmet instantly. He signaled the Spartans to take positions flanking the truck as he reached the clearing, a Falcon flying overhead, the emblem of the B.L.U.E. flashing from the side. Three green lights winked on his display as he lowered the pistol and rose from his cover. Even with his enhanced vision and helmet's optics, he had trouble seeing the person behind the tinted windshield.
Three steps into the clearing, the truck door opened and a man stepped out. An amber light blinked on Cody's display as Alice confirmed weapons sight on target. The man wore the uniform of a B.L.U.E. Officer, his hair close cropped and silver. He took the cigar from his mouth and puffed out thick, grey smoke. He cocked his head. "You can call the rest of the out Lieutenant, I'm not about to jump into a firefight with the four of you."
Cody signaled his team to come forward and pulled of his helmet, holstering his pistol. "Sorry sir, just being careful."
The man nodded. "Mendez would be proud." He turned as the other three Spartans came forward into the clearing. "Alice, Douglas, Jerry, good to see you all. It's been too long."
The Spartans simply nodded and moved to get into the back of the truck. Cody stepped forward and held out a hand to the B.L.U.E. Officer he took it and shook. "I hope this is worth it sir. We can't keep dodging the Empire's hunt and kill teams forever."
The man cracked a smile, the deep scar running down his face flexing in protest. "Don't worry Lieutenant, we'll get you squared away."
Cody nodded and slid his helmet back onto his head and jumped in the back of the truck with his team, wondering if he had made the right call. Would this get his team back to Command? Would they be able to find their fellow Spartans? He didn't know. What he did know, was that this conflict, the Empire and the Rebels, was between them, and he had to find out where his command and teammates went.