Mission Log: Day 1
Mission Time: 0000 Hours
Location: Unknown
Current Mission Objectives:

• Complete a self-evaluation of self and armour.
• Examine nearby supply crate and take stock of equipment and weapons.
• Scout the surrounding area for threats.
• Locate a freshwater source.
• Establish a suitable base of operations.
• Perform a combat training refresher course.
• Make contact with the native sentient populace.

John One-One-Seven, reporting.
Moments ago I was attending San Diego Comic-Con International, suited up as Master Chief, from the video game, Halo.

I had just purchased a replica of Cortana's Chip and a UNSC Dog Tag from a strange merchant before I fell unconscious.

When I awoke I appeared to be in some crumbling ruins, located within a strange forest, and the armour I wore was now fully operational. I also discovered a supply crate near me that contained weapons, equipment, and supplies. Not to mention, I also have a version of Cortana in my head now.

My mind also seems to have been altered, as I now think and behave similarly to the real Master Chief.

Cortana has detected a nearby settlement on the other side of this forest, which I will investigate once I have completed my other mission objectives.

If this is the world I believe it to be, then there is no telling how the locals will react to me. Caution is advised for the time being. I do not remember my old name, so for now I shall take the identity of my current form, until such a time as I can recall my old self. If the inhabitants of this land ask about my identity, I shall inform them that I am a Spartan, and my name is Master Chief. I shall also attempt to keep Mission Logs during my time here, as a way to convince myself that this is real, and not some deluded dream or fantasy.

Master Chief Petty Officer John One-One-Seven, signing off.

End of Mission Log: Day 1

WARNING: This story is undergoing a major restructure and the first chapter will be completely rewritten. The story title may also be changed. The plot of this story is being changed slightly to accommodate new ideas.

Kris, Steven, and Dusty are three brothers... not in blood, but in arms. Kris and Steven have been together since the beginning, and their newest member Dusty has been with the war hero's for two weeks. As the three men race to survive the sudden surprise they found in France, they escape death by the skin of their teeth, but it wasn't any walk in the park. Steven is hurt, and the squads sharpshooter can no longer see. For these three war hero's, to them, war never changes, but when they end up in a situation that is beyond human comprehension. The three men are the last hope to help save the world from a dark and powerful force... one, that is far worse than Hitler's Elite SS troops.

How will the heroes survive and will they ever make it back home? Well even they don't know, they only have each other... and their new squad mates to rely on.