When I saw new game HALO WARS and HALO 3: ODST sneak peak video, I was pulled into new halo universe completely, and I started to write about it. This is the first chapter of ODST novel. I'm not sure about the name yet, but this sets the location and time. Please comment if there is any part of the passafe that needs to be fixed. Also I'm still wirting the novel: *hint* I need some ideas on the chracter names *hint*
The Prolouge
Chapter 1: The Descend
Ch. 2
Location: The ship/capital city of the Corolax/the park
Fleet Admiral Harrison stared at the glowing SOEIVs from the observation deck of Infernum Custosodis. The observation deck was large, semi sphere glass dome located at the bottom of the commend deck, that was usually covered with titanium-A hull to protect it from the micro meteors. When it was open and you stood on the observation deck, it gave you a sensation of floating in the middle of nowhere, or that’s what he thought.
“Jageda, report on those SOEIVs.” Harrison ambled towards the center of the semi-sphere dome.
“It looks like a successful drop. 95% of the insertion vehicles hit the designated area. Only 10 were just about half a mile off from the course. No casualty reports so far.”
“So far…” Fleet Admiral crossed his arms. “How long until the defense line will collapse?”
“Again, if I’m being very positive about the situation, an hour maybe; but I say thirty minutes for average simulation runs.” Jageda materialized next to admiral and frowned. “I think ODSTs are going to need some reinforcements.”
“I think so too Jageda” Harrison turned from the heels and head his way to commend deck. “Any recommended actions?”
“We have few possible spots for the operation bases near the capital city. I think it will be wise to deploy many force as you can before additional covenant fleet decide to attack us” Jageda produced a map of the capital and highlighted the spots.
“Good, I want Gamma base fully operational here ASAP.” Fleet Admiral Harrison pointed at the large industrial zone north of the capital. It already had many factories for the UNSC war machines so it was logical choice.
Fleet Admiral strolled into the commend deck and every personnel in the deck stood from the station.
“Shipmaster on the deck!” Captain saluted the admiral and waited for his order.
“Prepare for low orbit flight.” Harrison rested on his chair.
“Entering low orbit aye”
“Set the coordinate to 37 23.516 -122 02.625, right on the top of the capital.” Fleet Admiral barked.
The Infernum Custosodis slowly lowered itself nearer to the Corolax. The main hull of ship groaned in protest as it got stresses for the hull was designed for null gravity space flight. Once it achieved the stable orbit, other five marathon class Cruisers followed the suit. When the whole fleet was in the orbit, Harrison opened the FLEETCOM.
“Alright ladies and gents, as you observed from here, the capital is in danger of falling to Covenant’s hand. Now, my ship will need heavy defense line while it drops the reinforcements to the surface.”
“This is Werewolf, we understand. Don’t worry about the Covenants; we’ll blow them to bits with MAC rounds.” One of the admirals answered proudly.
From the short under wings of the Infernum Custosodis, multiple pods and pelicans detached from the mother ship and raced to the surface while they can have decent covers from the fleet.
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When young Rodger Owens heard the news from the Reach, all he could was cry. His home and parents were glassed by merciless Covenants and there was nothing left for him at his home. He ran to nearest army recruit center, but he was too young, too weak. He was relocated to UNSC orphans’ shelter very next day on Reach. He promised his parents to kill many Covenants as he can in his life.
The day when he turned 17, he joined United Nation Space Command navy as a recruit, also the day the Covenants attacked the Reach, his second home. He fought relentlessly over the next two years in the battle field, baptized with blood and anger. Yet, he was far from achieving his goal. To get into the frontline of his personal war against Covenant, he applied for the ODST, the Helljumpers. He was immediately relocated to ODST and given the rank of Second Lt., but shortage of ODST pushed him in to the Infernum Custosodis's ODST Delta Platoon. Hell, he didn’t mind at all if he could kill more Covenants.
“Lt. Owens, you in there?” Someone knocking on the outer hall of SOEIV dragged him back to the reality. He must have been knocked out after landing. He was soar all over, which was good sign; he was still alive in one piece.
“Yes, I’m here.” Owen grunted and shrugged off the restraining straps off of him. “Get back, I’m opening the hatch!”
Lt. Owens leaned over to the hatch and heard someone backing away in a hurry. He grasped the release lever and slammed it down. The micro-explosives around the hatch exploded softly and launched the hatch from its place. The sudden bright light blinded him.
“You okay sir?” Owen was able to see the red cross of medic symbol on the Unknown Soldier’s shoulder pad. As his vision returned slowly, he recognized the face.
“Sergeant Kristen.” Owen smiled at her. She was one like him; she was orphan who was on the mission of revenge.
“The bio screen says your good” Kristin smiled back and offered her hand. Owen grabbed the hand and got himself out of the pod. “We are few minutes off from the drop zone.” Owen noticed other ODSTs guarding the area.
“Good, we better get moving.” Owen opened the boxes from the pod and picked up the standard weapon sets for the ODST: M7 SMG and BR55. He grabbed few grenades and he was ready for a battle.
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The city was deserted, or that’s how it seemed to Lt. Briggs. The transportations were abandoned in the streets as traffic increased; some of them left the cars still running. The shops and stores’ windows were shattered as it was defenseless against the riot for survival. Oh, and there were bloods everywhere. Other than that, city was largely intact; the skyscrapers were still in one piece after the bombardment from the Covenants around the center of the capital as they didn’t wanted to hit some places. It was highly unlikable that they missed them with there guidance system.
“Where the hell is everyone then?” Jet craned his neck towards the sky and only caught a glimpse of light between the skyscrapers. The streets were dark as night on the middle of the day and only few neon signs around the corners guided Jet towards the rendezvous point.
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The Corolax flight operation center was suddenly burst with activities. The reinforcements finally arrived from the Earth.
“Sir! UNSC reinforcements!” One of the operators screamed at the Brigadier General Gart Robinson. He snapped out form the day dream and ran towards the nearest window.
“Holy beer…” He saw squadrons of pelicans and PODs descending on the capital. It was most beautiful sight in his career. “Where are they landing?”
“Sir, the northern industrial sector just above the capital.” Excited voice answered.
“Any movements from the Covenants?” Gart grasped the rail bar behind the operator.
“No movements at all sir, I think we are safe for now.”
“I don’t care, send the hawks. We need those reinforcements down safely.” Brigadier General noticed one Pelican detached from the group and flying towards the airfield. “Also, prepare for welcoming party. We have visitor.” Gart straightened his uniform and rushed down the stairs. He almost rolled downed the whole level. When he got out of the operation center, the pelican with two escort hornets landed softly at the air pad. His crew quickly killed the cigarettes with their boots.
“We just might win this war…” Gart focused on a figure jumped down the pelican. He wore a rank of a captain in Navy.
“Who’s in charge here?” captain shouted over the engines of loud pelican.
“It is I, Brigadier General Gart Robinson.” They shook hand firmly. “Welcome to Corolax.”
“Thank you, but we are short on time, let’s go inside and talk.”
“This way” Gart led the Captain to the operation center. When he returned to the top, his crew prepared the refreshments. Gart grabbed can of beer and chugged it down. “Never can have too many of this.”
“Aye” Captain also grabbed on and sipped. “But now to business.” The captain’s voice got serious.
“Yes, What ever it is, the Corolax defense force will always give full support to your missions.” Gart smiled cheerfully.
“Well, we have some other things to discuss about.” Captain produced a map from his coat and handed to General Gart. “Eyes-only.”
Gart was struck with the seriousness of the situation dead-on. He carefully peeled the UNSC seal off the map and screened the map carefully.
“We need to that defend area.” Captain pointed at center of the map, where it had 10 mile radius circle around the small park he had no idea it existed until now.
“Why is it so important?” Gart scratched his head.
“We have our latest armored fighting vehicle under that park.” Captain looked around for eavesdropper. “It has enough fire power to kill the Covenant’s tank with one salvo.”
“Holy beer…” Gart sat down on the chair and stared at the captain. “And why is it not on the battle field?”
“We encountered little problem…” Captain paced back and forth around the room. “That’s classified.”
“What? My planet is about to get glassed and you still try to hide something away from us?” Gart shot up from the chair and stormed towards to Captain. “If you want full support from us, you better say it.” Gart smiled from inside as Captain’s face show fear.
“It’s… the AI.” The Captain muttered. “The rouge AI has entered the system and blocked all entrances or exit for the tanks to get out form that facility.”
“Then, why don’t you make a whole in that facility?”
“It’s complicated than that.” Captain crossed his arm. “If we make any attempts to breach the facility in a conventional way, the factory will self-destruct. That’s why we are trying to secure that area so my specialists can try to get in without blowing up half of the capital with it.”
“When are these specialists coming?” Gart calmed himself down a bit.
“They are already here. Waiting for my orders.” Captain smiled.
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When Lt. Briggs finally arrived at the small park, the sun was nowhere to be found. ODSTs’ atmospheric insertion caused weather to change to dark, cloudy day; it looked like it was going to rain soon. His helmet visor recorded the temperature and it was at 70 degrees Fahrenheit and 89 percent humidity. Jet entered the domed park with opened door and sat on the near by sandbox.
“Damn this place is hot…” Jet took of his helmet and looked around. The place was also deserted, except for a bird. It flew to near by tree and stared at him. When Jet got bored at the bird and looked at the other direction it whispered.
“The seeker…”
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Yes, I'll be accepting up to 50 ODST names and choose 25 names that best fits the story (other 25 will have different role in the novel, brief but still appear in chapters)
This is going to be a big mess, so please send me a PM on the chracters and info.
b]
Thanks for reading. If I finish trasferring all the wirtings into computer, I'll post more soon. :not worthy:
The Prolouge
Chapter 1: The Descend
Ch. 2
Location: The ship/capital city of the Corolax/the park
Fleet Admiral Harrison stared at the glowing SOEIVs from the observation deck of Infernum Custosodis. The observation deck was large, semi sphere glass dome located at the bottom of the commend deck, that was usually covered with titanium-A hull to protect it from the micro meteors. When it was open and you stood on the observation deck, it gave you a sensation of floating in the middle of nowhere, or that’s what he thought.
“Jageda, report on those SOEIVs.” Harrison ambled towards the center of the semi-sphere dome.
“It looks like a successful drop. 95% of the insertion vehicles hit the designated area. Only 10 were just about half a mile off from the course. No casualty reports so far.”
“So far…” Fleet Admiral crossed his arms. “How long until the defense line will collapse?”
“Again, if I’m being very positive about the situation, an hour maybe; but I say thirty minutes for average simulation runs.” Jageda materialized next to admiral and frowned. “I think ODSTs are going to need some reinforcements.”
“I think so too Jageda” Harrison turned from the heels and head his way to commend deck. “Any recommended actions?”
“We have few possible spots for the operation bases near the capital city. I think it will be wise to deploy many force as you can before additional covenant fleet decide to attack us” Jageda produced a map of the capital and highlighted the spots.
“Good, I want Gamma base fully operational here ASAP.” Fleet Admiral Harrison pointed at the large industrial zone north of the capital. It already had many factories for the UNSC war machines so it was logical choice.
Fleet Admiral strolled into the commend deck and every personnel in the deck stood from the station.
“Shipmaster on the deck!” Captain saluted the admiral and waited for his order.
“Prepare for low orbit flight.” Harrison rested on his chair.
“Entering low orbit aye”
“Set the coordinate to 37 23.516 -122 02.625, right on the top of the capital.” Fleet Admiral barked.
The Infernum Custosodis slowly lowered itself nearer to the Corolax. The main hull of ship groaned in protest as it got stresses for the hull was designed for null gravity space flight. Once it achieved the stable orbit, other five marathon class Cruisers followed the suit. When the whole fleet was in the orbit, Harrison opened the FLEETCOM.
“Alright ladies and gents, as you observed from here, the capital is in danger of falling to Covenant’s hand. Now, my ship will need heavy defense line while it drops the reinforcements to the surface.”
“This is Werewolf, we understand. Don’t worry about the Covenants; we’ll blow them to bits with MAC rounds.” One of the admirals answered proudly.
From the short under wings of the Infernum Custosodis, multiple pods and pelicans detached from the mother ship and raced to the surface while they can have decent covers from the fleet.
************************************************
When young Rodger Owens heard the news from the Reach, all he could was cry. His home and parents were glassed by merciless Covenants and there was nothing left for him at his home. He ran to nearest army recruit center, but he was too young, too weak. He was relocated to UNSC orphans’ shelter very next day on Reach. He promised his parents to kill many Covenants as he can in his life.
The day when he turned 17, he joined United Nation Space Command navy as a recruit, also the day the Covenants attacked the Reach, his second home. He fought relentlessly over the next two years in the battle field, baptized with blood and anger. Yet, he was far from achieving his goal. To get into the frontline of his personal war against Covenant, he applied for the ODST, the Helljumpers. He was immediately relocated to ODST and given the rank of Second Lt., but shortage of ODST pushed him in to the Infernum Custosodis's ODST Delta Platoon. Hell, he didn’t mind at all if he could kill more Covenants.
“Lt. Owens, you in there?” Someone knocking on the outer hall of SOEIV dragged him back to the reality. He must have been knocked out after landing. He was soar all over, which was good sign; he was still alive in one piece.
“Yes, I’m here.” Owen grunted and shrugged off the restraining straps off of him. “Get back, I’m opening the hatch!”
Lt. Owens leaned over to the hatch and heard someone backing away in a hurry. He grasped the release lever and slammed it down. The micro-explosives around the hatch exploded softly and launched the hatch from its place. The sudden bright light blinded him.
“You okay sir?” Owen was able to see the red cross of medic symbol on the Unknown Soldier’s shoulder pad. As his vision returned slowly, he recognized the face.
“Sergeant Kristen.” Owen smiled at her. She was one like him; she was orphan who was on the mission of revenge.
“The bio screen says your good” Kristin smiled back and offered her hand. Owen grabbed the hand and got himself out of the pod. “We are few minutes off from the drop zone.” Owen noticed other ODSTs guarding the area.
“Good, we better get moving.” Owen opened the boxes from the pod and picked up the standard weapon sets for the ODST: M7 SMG and BR55. He grabbed few grenades and he was ready for a battle.
***********************************************
The city was deserted, or that’s how it seemed to Lt. Briggs. The transportations were abandoned in the streets as traffic increased; some of them left the cars still running. The shops and stores’ windows were shattered as it was defenseless against the riot for survival. Oh, and there were bloods everywhere. Other than that, city was largely intact; the skyscrapers were still in one piece after the bombardment from the Covenants around the center of the capital as they didn’t wanted to hit some places. It was highly unlikable that they missed them with there guidance system.
“Where the hell is everyone then?” Jet craned his neck towards the sky and only caught a glimpse of light between the skyscrapers. The streets were dark as night on the middle of the day and only few neon signs around the corners guided Jet towards the rendezvous point.
***********************************************************
The Corolax flight operation center was suddenly burst with activities. The reinforcements finally arrived from the Earth.
“Sir! UNSC reinforcements!” One of the operators screamed at the Brigadier General Gart Robinson. He snapped out form the day dream and ran towards the nearest window.
“Holy beer…” He saw squadrons of pelicans and PODs descending on the capital. It was most beautiful sight in his career. “Where are they landing?”
“Sir, the northern industrial sector just above the capital.” Excited voice answered.
“Any movements from the Covenants?” Gart grasped the rail bar behind the operator.
“No movements at all sir, I think we are safe for now.”
“I don’t care, send the hawks. We need those reinforcements down safely.” Brigadier General noticed one Pelican detached from the group and flying towards the airfield. “Also, prepare for welcoming party. We have visitor.” Gart straightened his uniform and rushed down the stairs. He almost rolled downed the whole level. When he got out of the operation center, the pelican with two escort hornets landed softly at the air pad. His crew quickly killed the cigarettes with their boots.
“We just might win this war…” Gart focused on a figure jumped down the pelican. He wore a rank of a captain in Navy.
“Who’s in charge here?” captain shouted over the engines of loud pelican.
“It is I, Brigadier General Gart Robinson.” They shook hand firmly. “Welcome to Corolax.”
“Thank you, but we are short on time, let’s go inside and talk.”
“This way” Gart led the Captain to the operation center. When he returned to the top, his crew prepared the refreshments. Gart grabbed can of beer and chugged it down. “Never can have too many of this.”
“Aye” Captain also grabbed on and sipped. “But now to business.” The captain’s voice got serious.
“Yes, What ever it is, the Corolax defense force will always give full support to your missions.” Gart smiled cheerfully.
“Well, we have some other things to discuss about.” Captain produced a map from his coat and handed to General Gart. “Eyes-only.”
Gart was struck with the seriousness of the situation dead-on. He carefully peeled the UNSC seal off the map and screened the map carefully.
“We need to that defend area.” Captain pointed at center of the map, where it had 10 mile radius circle around the small park he had no idea it existed until now.
“Why is it so important?” Gart scratched his head.
“We have our latest armored fighting vehicle under that park.” Captain looked around for eavesdropper. “It has enough fire power to kill the Covenant’s tank with one salvo.”
“Holy beer…” Gart sat down on the chair and stared at the captain. “And why is it not on the battle field?”
“We encountered little problem…” Captain paced back and forth around the room. “That’s classified.”
“What? My planet is about to get glassed and you still try to hide something away from us?” Gart shot up from the chair and stormed towards to Captain. “If you want full support from us, you better say it.” Gart smiled from inside as Captain’s face show fear.
“It’s… the AI.” The Captain muttered. “The rouge AI has entered the system and blocked all entrances or exit for the tanks to get out form that facility.”
“Then, why don’t you make a whole in that facility?”
“It’s complicated than that.” Captain crossed his arm. “If we make any attempts to breach the facility in a conventional way, the factory will self-destruct. That’s why we are trying to secure that area so my specialists can try to get in without blowing up half of the capital with it.”
“When are these specialists coming?” Gart calmed himself down a bit.
“They are already here. Waiting for my orders.” Captain smiled.
*********************************************************
When Lt. Briggs finally arrived at the small park, the sun was nowhere to be found. ODSTs’ atmospheric insertion caused weather to change to dark, cloudy day; it looked like it was going to rain soon. His helmet visor recorded the temperature and it was at 70 degrees Fahrenheit and 89 percent humidity. Jet entered the domed park with opened door and sat on the near by sandbox.
“Damn this place is hot…” Jet took of his helmet and looked around. The place was also deserted, except for a bird. It flew to near by tree and stared at him. When Jet got bored at the bird and looked at the other direction it whispered.
“The seeker…”
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Yes, I'll be accepting up to 50 ODST names and choose 25 names that best fits the story (other 25 will have different role in the novel, brief but still appear in chapters)
This is going to be a big mess, so please send me a PM on the chracters and info.
b]
Thanks for reading. If I finish trasferring all the wirtings into computer, I'll post more soon. :not worthy:
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