Prologue

A UNSC battleship is seen around a small, earth-like planet, the crew is doing tasks and prepping defenses.

"Hello Seraphim, how're repairs?," a tall Spartan asks an AI.

"They are well, Tower, Reach is a massive hit, though, we're lucky we made it though," the AI known as Seraphim says.

"Good, casualties?," Tower asks, his AI had adapted to his speech pattern.

"Only we made it out with a full crew, most troops died," Seraphim says.

"Ah, well, it's good we made it," Tower says, Seraphim following.

"Yes, but the Covenant aren't the only thing trying to kill us, there's food and water that needs to be taken care of, but we can restock at this planet, there seems to be some type of life as well," Seraphim says.

"Then we shall be on our guard," Tower says, picking up his chaingun and putting it in the pelican.

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"Ready?," Redd asks.

"Yes," Irene says.

"Sure," Tower says, distracted by his thoughts, 'it's been a while since the last "recon mission," it's nice to be here... Irene is looking pretty good... no! Don't think that!'

"Earth to Tower?!," Irene taps him on the shoulder.

"Seraphim, break down the barrier of language," Tower says.

"Already done," Seraphim says.

A ton of dark-skinned people with dagger-shaped ears are gathered around the group of Spartans.

"What are those golems?"

"It may be the humans trying to kill us off..."

"Hello, I am Tower, this is Redd and this is Irene," Tower introduces his little squad to the dark elves as his gun begins to spin, "more heat signatures, keep on guard, don't loose focus."

"Right," is the response as war cries can be heard from the trees.

"Stay back, Dark Elves, I've got this," Tower says as Redd cocks his sniper's bolt and Irene readies her massive Bowie knife.

A loud mechanical whirring is heard as Towers chaingun spins up before a dizzying amount of bullets mow down the raiders.

The elves are amazed with this behemoth with the power to reduce men in armor to shreds within seconds, Redd is collecting headshots by the dozen, and Irene is firing her assault rifle before charging in with, to the elves, the speed of an Apostle, she cuts through several men before leaping back, Tower begins firing again and soon the raiders have been removed.

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