Author's Note

Hello everyone, thank you for taking the time to read this, it's my first story so I hope I did okay. I am going to alter the universes slightly to adjust them to the story, but I'll try to keep this minimal. This series is going to be weekly, maybe bi-weekly if I have more time on my hands. I hope you'll enjoy. This is the introductory into the story, so there will be no mlp universe related things until chapter two.

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"The Rookie" (Redone)

Rain

Rain poured around me

Rain poured around me when I ran

Rain poured around me when I fought

Rain pours around me now

Rain

CASE FILE #2456ISC

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"The Rookie" was an ODST. His date of joining was July 7th, 2547. Time of death, 10:00 hours on the Planet Draco III, January 3rd, 2554. His first battle was at New Jerusalem. Most of his fellow ODSTs died, he was among the few survivors. In fact, the only survivor, in his whole platoon. Everyone else was killed in action. His next battle was at Mount Haven, where he again was one of the few survivors. After this battle, he was assigned to group Alpha-Nine, with Captain Buck in charge. His group was sent in to drop in on New Mombasa, the only human city on Earth the Covenant had managed to attack. His pod missed the target, and he landed in the middle of the hostile-infested city. Throughout several days, he managed to get out of the city and rendezvous with his team, once again managing to be one of the only survivors New Mombasa had, along with the rest of his team. He had outlasted several spartans in this regard. His careful planning and strategies saw through his survival. His last mission was to stop the United Rebel Front on one of their last strongholds. That was his last mission.

CASE FILE #2456ISC END

"The Rooke." 9:00 Hours. Location: Draco III

Several sounds of bullets whizzed by where I sat, all of them hitting the marble wall in front of me. We had just fallen into an ambush set by The Front. Unfortunately for us, we were outgunned and had to wait for support to arrive. I sighed and reloaded my weapon of choice, my SMG for a few moments, a bullet hitting a pot nearby. "Here goes..." I whispered, popping out of the cover I'd been in, spraying the magazine into the crowd that shot at us. I quickly popped back into cover and repeated the process, putting another magazine into my trusty weapon.

We were currently inside the Capitol Building of a human colony, Draco III. An influential leader of the URF, our enemies, was holed up in here. We had pushed them back here from the streets of the city, with relative ease. It gave the notion that we would be ambushed the closer we got, but orders were to keep pushing, to not stop. Captain Ingridson, the administrator of the group of insurgents, was the one holed up in the well guarded presidential balcony. That balcony was the last territory that they had on this planet.

Ingridson had committed several war-crimes in the past. She was to be tried immedatly, and her capture was deemed a high priority. We wouldn't have been on this planet otherwise.

We pushed on with several commands from our squad leader, Buck. The ambush itself seemed to be a last resort, an incredibly desperate one. On the way to the balcony, we were passing the legislative part of the building, a part with a multitude of pillars and seats where the legislators would sit to pass bills. Like a parliamentary building that you'd see in textbooks in the early 2000s. There was a balcony on our side, where a podium was set, where the speaker would, well, speak. We had managed to get halfway through the room, only for more hostiles to appear. It was yet another ambush. They had waited silently behind various pillars until we were between most of them. "Stairs. Now." I heard through my intercom, Buck telling us to retreat from this place. I followed orders, providing a few shots of covering fire before running up the stairs to the podium, a bullet managing to hit my side. It hurt like hell, but one bullet wouldn't do much to the self-regenerating armor. I ran to the top of the stage with the podium. Our only way out of this would be through the stairs to our left.

Buck was our quick-thinking leader. He managed to know what to do and keep calm, in the most dangerous of situations. Most of the time, anyways. He was arrogant and rude, but he did care about all of us. Including Romeo, somehow. Romeo was the asshole in our fire squad. Anything would annoy him, he was flat-out rude, but you could occasionally find a different side in him. He was quick to help us when it mattered. Romeo also happened to be quite the sniper. Hit kill count with that weapon must have been in the hundreds. Dutch and Mickey, they were more normal members of the squad. Then you had me. Rookie. I was the silent one of the group.

"Rookie! We're in some deep shit here, and we could use your skills. Why don't yo- Fuck!" Buck yelled beside me, seeing a bullet hit his side. Ouch. "Anyways!" he said, putting himself back into the cover of the podium to let his shields regenerate. "Go flank their left and distract them long enough until we can get reinforcements! I'll be right behind you. The others will stay here." I gave him a nod and sprung out of cover, running directly for cover down the podium from where I was. I trusted his judgment, there was no reason for any hesitation. A few of my squadmates provided covering fire as I ran down the stairs. I continued until I got behind a pillar. Now it was time to provide the fire for the rest of them to follow me down.

"Nice job Rookie! wait for my signal to shoot at them so we can run down too." I heard through my helmet. I nodded and looked away from the stairs, to see two people running at me. "Rookie!" I heard my radio chirp. I aimed my SMG up and sprayed, managing to wound one of the two that ran at me. It was far too late to shoot the other though. She'd already knocked the gun out of my hand with a swing, leaving me completely defenceless. I heard her pistol cock against my head before I could grab the pistol by my side.

"Come with me, and I won't shoot." She said, her face showing nothing but malice towards me. I raised my hands, showing that I would comply. "Good," she said, aiming the pistol down at my leg, pulling the trigger twice. The first one bounced off, but the second managed to go through the shields and into my leg. It hurt, a lot.

"Goddamn it! They've got Rooks over there." I heard Romeo yell through my headset. The rebel aimed the gun back at me and motioned me to walk, which I did. I could only hope that somebody could get a shot on her so I could escape. "I can't get any closer! Fucking hell!" I heard someone yell through the radio, as the rebel pushed me into the room containing the balcony. Directly where the enemy was holed up. Fuck. I was now in the same room as Captain Igridson, the separatist leader. The person we'd been sent to hunt down.

"Just wait a moment longer, Rookie. We have a Spartan coming to help us take care of thi-" I could hear Buck through my radio, only for the signal to be cut off. I could only hope that Buck was still okay.

"You're in an unfortunate situation," Ingridson said, across the room, sitting in a chair. She looked like a villain from an old movie. "I should shoot you right here. Luckily for you though, I think we can be beneficial to one another. You see, The Front still has troops on other planets, which means I can continue my battle. I can escape, in exchange for your safe release. Just comply and you won't die. Probably," she said with a sigh, picking up a pistol that sat on an end table next to the chair she sat in. She motioned for a subordinate to bring me closer, which they did. My legs gave out, and I was made to kneel next to her. Things were looking very, very grim.

"Let him go, Ingridson. We promise you a fair trial if you. Let. Him. Go." I could hear Buck yell through the room we'd just been fighting in, after a single gunshot. It seemed like that they managed to kill the insurgents in there. "We're coming in, don't you dare shoot. You know how that'll end." I heard from behind me, hearing footsteps go come out into the balcony.

I heard them all walk in, but I dared not to look back at them. There was a gun pointed right at my visor, after all. "Before you take another step..." Ingirdson spoke, "Will you let me go if I let this blind follower live?" There was no reply from Buck. I could feel the atmosphere in the room grow incredibly thin, it was almost impossible to breathe in here. "No? That's a shame." She said with a sigh. The last thing I saw in this existence was her finger pull on that trigger.