My Little Spartan

  Time: 0900. Day: April 3rd. Year: 2587. Spartan name: Darkportal. Actual name: N/A.

  Today was not only the twentieth anniversary of AI unit Cortana's passing, but the day a promising new spartan gets his armor. We had to make a new type of armor to fit his, requirements. For him we created a complete stealth variant type armor, super bracers in the feet and legs suppress all walking sound as well as give him extreme fall protection. His gloves have extra  grip on them so he can grab onto anything and hang there without fear of his hands slipping. His mask was especially hard, for we had to make it completely aerodynamic to suit his movement style. We also gave him a new type of D.M.R. to test. This form of marksmen rifle is completely silenced and will sacrifice no power to do so. We are sending him out into a firefight with the remaining few covenant to see how well he will preform.

  -Halsey.

(Name:Darkportal. Status: K.I.A.)

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  TIME UNTIL DEATH: T-20min.

  "Listen up soldier! You are going into a heated battle, you are new so you will stay by your team! Am I clear?" A sergeant yelled at me.

"Yes sir!" I yelled back in confirmation. We were in a  warrior class Pelican, flying towards the final covenant stronghold, where a heated firefight was taking place.

"Arm you weapons! And you may want to put that there helmet on son." He said to me. There were marines as well as O.D.S.T.s in the Pelican but he seemed to only care about me, always telling me to do something. I reached down and grabbed my helmet, there was only a small visor but that was all I needed, all of my armor was pitch-black and had a slanted look to it. It was all very aerodynamic because I like to do parkour, jumping around to get to where I needed to go, as well as use my skills as a previous free-runner to just kick ass. After this I knew where I was going though, and I was not going to like it, after this I was going to the Ragnarok outpost. The site of where a certain Red vs. Blue exercise was happening, I was heading out to the battlefield of the biggest idiots around. There is only one that I know of that can actually do some damage and that guy is a freaking dipshit! I mean he talks to the tank, like come on! But they didn't seem to be asking me if I wanted to go or not, they were forcing me. I cocked my custom D.M.R.

"Hey son, I think you're gonna need something with a little more kick." The sergeant said to me, holding out a shotgun.

"I don't do brute force."I said bluntly while pushing the weapon away. "I pick off my enemies in a strategic manner."

"Well try telling that to the covies when they are blasting your face off." He replied. I took the shotgun from his hand.

"Don't expect me to use it." I said to him.

"I never did." He said with a laugh. Suddenly the ship started shaking and large bangs could be heard outside. "Looks like we're here!" The Pelican then shuddered as it hit the ground. (Landing of course.) The backdoor opened up and we all rushed out. Turning to my right I fired my weapon at a jackal that was firing on a marine out in the field, it dropped as the bullet went straight through it's head, splattering the area behind it with small brain pieces and blood. I fired three more times, each time a bullet finding a covenant soldier's head. I commended myself for my marksmanship. I ran ahead and jumped, grabbing onto one of the slanted roofs, climbing onto it I leaped over to a higher up roof. I settled in up there, I had a great vantage point. I pulled the rifle's scope up to my visor and I zoomed in on a hunter's neck as it was charging towards as group of marines, I pulled the trigger until the beast fell. I fired on the enemies like this until I ran out of ammo.

"Well than, looks like I will be using a shotgun." I muttered to myself as I pulled the weapon off of my back. I jumped down from the roof I was on and I punched a grunt in the head, it's skull caved in as my fist struck it with the force of a ten pound cinder block being thrown at it. I loaded the shotgun and ran through the battlefield, shooting anything in my path. I ended up standing at the front of a group of marines who were trying to take down four hunters, one by one they fell, until the last hunter hit the dirt.

TIME UNTIL DEATH: T-5min.

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  I was grabbing ammo from the temporary base the marines had set up, there were a few other spartans other than me, but they were all off in the heat of the battle. I heard footsteps and looked over to see a marine walking towards me with a strange object in his hand. "Hey, hows the battle going for you?" I asked him, hoping to get some idle chat from him to calm his nerves, he seemed very on-edge. He didn't reply, he just kept walking towards me, so I turned back to the ammo cabinet. There was a strange sound and I looked over to see the marine now holding an energy sword. "Holy shit!" I said as he lunged at me. I was caught off guard so I had no weapons out, so I had to try hand-to-hand combat. He lunged again but I dodged to the side and brought my elbow down on his arm, I then kicked him in the chest causing him to cry out in pain and spit up blood. He laid on the ground for a couple of seconds before jumping up and throwing the sword at me, I had no time to block it or dodge out of the way, the sword struck me in the chest and I went down. Before I could recover the marine grabbed the sword from my torso and brought it down on my visor.

TIME UNTIL DEATH: T+3sec.

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  I opened my eyes to find I was lying on the ground, next to a, pony? "What the fuck?" he looked very similar to the marine that just killed me, I tried to get up only to realize that I had no feet, just hooves. "What the fuck?" I said again, more force in my voice this time. Looking at myself I saw that I was a pony. "How the hell?" I noticed the pony next to me stirring.

"I thought I killed you!" He said, pointing his hoof at me, his eyes narrowed on his hoof. "What the fu-" he was cut off by me running over and punching him in the throat. Before he could do anything I grabbed a grenade from his belt, and unpinned it, I then pulled back the marine's bullet-proof vest and tossed the grenade down.

"Enjoy asshole!" I yelled to him as I ran very awkwardly away from him. A short second after the grenade exploded blowing the pony up. I sat down and looked at my hooves. "How can I run with these? Holy shit how can I frigging climb with these?" I was really pissed-off, climbing was my favorite thing to do.

"What are you wearing? And what was that explosion?" A feminine voice said from my right. I looked over to see six colorful ponies, one unicorn, two pegasi and two normal ponies, and one with both wings and a horn.

"What the fuck? Where the fuck am I?" I was really confused and I had a small urge to just kill these things before the gave me a headache.

"Now darling there is no need for bad language!" The white unicorn said.

"Are you some kind of changeling?" A pink mare asked me.

"What the hell is a changeling?" I asked her.

"That's exactly what a changeling would say!" She pointed an accusing hoof at me. Then the lavender pony with both wings and a horn turned around to her and began to give her a lecture. About half a minute in I turned off my helmet speakers and turned on some dubstep, the song was awesome and soon I was bobbing my head and doing air drums to the beat of the song. I was so into the music I didn't notice the lavender one asking me questions until she tapped on my helmet.

"EXCUSE ME!" she yelled as she tapped on the side of my helmet. I jumped up in surprise. I quickly turned off the music and turned on my speakers.

"Oh sorry, listening to music. What was that?" I asked her.

"I am taking you to see the princess." She said to me. I shakily stood up and started stumbling around the place.

"Hey wait a minute, being here means I don't have to go to Ragnarok!" I thought to myself and my brain started doing jumps for joy.