53Hey out there, this is the first fanfic I've posted so please stick with me. I don't know how many chapters this will be. I would like to think the story "The Life" by casquis gave me a little inspiration. You should go check it out, it's a great story.
I guess it's time to get to the story, enjoy!
Halo is the copyright of Bungie, though these characters, and the story, are my own creation.
Chapter 1: A New Team
February 15, 2550
UNSC Midsummer Night
Gunnery Sergeant Jack Price
It has been a hard road ever since the death of almost all my squad. I've saw it in the eyes of my best friend, Dmitri Vasilyev, I wasn't the only one that was hit hard by what had happened. Though I was mostly affected by their death, but that's just a pain I will have to lie with.
"Jack, here is the files on the new team members."
"Thanks Dmitri, anybody stand out?"
"Are you implying I looked at them before handing them to you! Of all the things I've heard..."
"Oh please, how long have we know other? Nineteen, twenty years is it now? And you expect me to believe you didn't go through those files?"
"Touché..I didn't see anything that stuck out though you should look at them anyways."
"Ok, thanks." I replayed as I took the files from him. The files contained the service records for the four new members of fire-team Carnage.
First there was Sergeant John Connors, a CQC expert who thinks better on his feet if his records indicate anything. Then Corporal George Anders, who is one of the best in the shots in the ODST's, though it is indicated he is a very silent guy. The third new member is a Corporal Sinclair Stein, good service record, and is going to be the team's medic, from all the carnage he must see, no wonder he talks all the time. Finally there is Lance Corporal Craig McFee, the teams explosive expert. He can do things with a single block of C12 that a demo squad can barely do with a few dozen blocks of the stuff!
"So what do you think of 'um?" Dmitri asked me.
"Did he just stand and watch me read these files?" I thought
"They seem qualified for the job. When do they arrive?"
"2 hours"
"Thanks, have them meet in the ready room and I will meet you there."
"Roger that, see you there" was his reply as he left the room to most likely go to the gym, that guy is a walking tank!
2 Hours later
The Ready room, or "the gateway to hell" as some of us like to call it, is where us ODST's prep for a launch and then launch from in our SOEIV's, or drop pods. It's also were team meetings take place as it is being used for today.
"Hello gentlemen, my name is Gunnery Sergeant Jack Price, and this here is Staff Sergeant Dmitri Vasilyev. In this squad I am God and he is my only son, your savior. There are some important things that you should know. First off, any order that I give is the law. Second, if you do not comply with that order, you'll get an appropriate punishment."
"What kind of punishment, sir?" Asked Anders.
Dmitri beat me to the response, "You will be on-point for a x amount of missions, depending on the seriousness of the order you failed to follow."
"Now, I'm sure you all want to go get some rest and explore the ship before we ship out on patrol, but first you have to meet the other members in this team. We fight as one and we will die as one if we don't know each other. So to start off here is how I want you to introduce yourself to the rest of the team, Dmitri?"
"Staff Sergeant Dmitri Vasilyev, Heavy Weapons, Squad XO. see, that isn't so hard, give it a try"
"Sergeant John Connors, Hand to Hand specialist, if within a few meters, its already dead."
"Corporal George Anders, Sniper, no distance you can hid."
"Corporal Sinclair Stein, Squad Medic, I haven't lost a man yet"
and at the end of all this we are looking and McFee, which probable isn't making him feel too good, even though he rivals Dmitri in size!
"Lance Corporal Craig McFee, Explosives, if it goes boom, I'm there."
"Well now that you have all meet each other, why don't you go explore the ship. One more thing, Call Signs." and as soon as I said that everybody let out a little moan showing there annoyance.
"Relax, individual call signs will come later once I think of something clever or witty that fits each of you. Second, our Squad name all ready defined as Carnage. The official designation is Kilo-Lima-Mike in case we need to identify ourselves to a unit from another ship. KLM, it's not that hard to remember so I don't expect anybody to forget it, Do I Make Myself Clear?"
A half hearted "Yes Sir" came out of everybody, so they were tired, or this was going to be fun!
"I said, DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR!"
"SIR, YES, SIR"
"Good, you are all dismissed to roam about the ship. I suggest you find your room, the Gym, the Firing Range and Armory, the mess hall, and then the Cryo Tubes, in that order."
"So what do you think of 'em now that you have meet them?" Dmitri asked me.
"Hard to say, I'm getting a good vibe about all of them so far, we will just have to wait and see how we all fit together as a unit. Though reading through Corporal Anders has got me worried a bit."
"whys that?"
"Well it said he has a bit of a tendency to go lone wolf from time to time and I don't want that happening here where it could get one of the guys injured or worse, killed."
"I see what you mean. Do you want me to try and beat it out of him?"
"No, this is something that he has to learn through trial and error. When will the Training deck be open for use next, do you know?"
"Ya, there is an opening in two days, why?"
"Cause I want him to see the backlash of him going lone wolf will have on the squad."
Well here it is, the first chapter to my first fanfic. Hope you enjoy where this is going. please leave a review, good or bad, as this is my first fic I would love any constructive criticism you guys, and gals, could give me.
There is no planned date for Ch. 2 to come out yet, but don't worry, I will get working on it as soon as possible.
Semper Fi,
Thearizona