"When I die please bury me deep place my M9 by my feet..."
~The start of the UNSC marching song
(0900 HOURS, DATE UNKNOWN \ SPACE UNKNOWN, PLANET ONYX \ MISSION CLASSIFIED \ NEAR ZONE 67)
The sky once blue turned black with smoke as fires both orange and blue blazed, body's layered the ground in blood and bullet casings. Black scorch markets burned into armor, walls, and flesh, the smell of death hung in the air like a thick blanket. But among the dead was a soul alive his helmet off and a cigarette in his mouth enjoying the calming yet poisonous gas.
Looking around he sighed and rested his head on the board behind his head thirteen hours that's all it took for them to some what push the Covenant back. Thirteen hours of hell, blood, and fire. Placing his ear buds into his ears he listened to a old classic song that cleared his mind and calmed his soul. Placing his pistol on his armored legs he smiled at the thought of saving another planet from the claws of the Covenant.
A whirling sound caught his attention as he turned he came face to face with a robotic being, it had three 'arms' in front of it with a small metal body. Looking over it he vaguely remember them being recorded from when master chief fought the flood.
"Hello human 28863821894" it said in a rough translation of beeps and whirling.
He looked up at it and took out his cigarette. "Beautiful day is it not?" The soldier said as if nothing happened at all.
"Indeed it is, but you are at risk I urge you to put out the poison from your mouth." It said with no feeling.
Smiling tossed the half smoked cigarette into the body's and stood up his black ODST armor worn proudly. "Names Segment Ackerman. So cut the number crap." The robot gave what was the closest thing to a nod.
"I am a sentinel, well your sentinel now with the destruction of the portal I am in need of a new master." He paused maybe the bot would not be bad after all.
"Well you need a new name then, I'll just call you Apollo. You know old Greek god." He said with a dismissive hand.
"As you wish I will now only respond to Apollo. Please follow me we have much to do, fixing not only the portal but getting the ones back that do not belong there."
Nodding he left to follow the bot placing his helmet back on it instantly polarized to dim the surrounding fires. as he followed his new comrade they past by wrecked vehicles and bloodied bodies everywhere. As they passed he could name faces of his fellow brothers in arms and see patches half burned that he could remember. Sighing he looked and saw another ODST trooper their back up on the wall a needler shard glowing a faint pink in their abdomen looking down at the patch he saw it was Ripply from his squad he walked over, far to use to the death of his men.
Ripping of his dog tags he placed them onto his own chain and said a small prayer. looking up he saw that more sentinels had gathered around all looking at him.
“Master Ackerman, my fellow programs and I have agreed that until we either find a new ‘more suited’ master or until you die we shall server you like we once did so long ago.” The other programs whirld but it did not translate.
“Very well, burn the dead I wish not to have the stench of decay and the disease that comes with it haunting us.” He frowned looking back at Ripley's once smug face now melted with plasma.
“As you wish.” some of the sentinels moved away from the group and started to torch bodies with their plasma beams. “Now we will have time to mourn the dead later come now, we have work to do, and places to be.” Apollo once again speed off, Ackerman close behind.
(0900 HOURS, NOVEMBER 10, 2552 (MILITARY CALENDAR) \ SPACE UNKNOWN, PLANET EQUESTRIA \ MISSION CLASSIFIED \ CANTERLOT, MEDICAL WING)
As I open my eyes light instantly floods my vision causing me to get an instant headache. Groaning try to move my hand to my head only to find it is restrained by a pair of oversized cuffs. Sighing I try to think back to the past day… or however long I was out, my mind being black and for some odd reason the image of me getting bucked in the face by a horse is the only thing i can recall.
Moving my attention to the cuffs a slid my ring off and undid a secret medal slide, moving i placed it in between where the cuff’s teeth met the block and slid them off. Moving to my pocket i slid out a pack of my good old cigarettes and slid one between my teeth and lighting I could not help but inhale a load of the fumes that one day would kill me. Hearing a gasp I look over at the door only to see someone leave. Was I not suppose to be awake? Aw, fuck it, I’m bloody tired of hospitals.
Moving out the door and looking down the corridor I saw these pony things in gold armor come rushing at me, and all my memory came rushing back.
Giving them the one finger salute I sprinted down the hallway dodging carts and other ponies pressing themselves against the wall. Seeing a window as my only ticket out of here I ran and jumped slamming my shoulder shattering it. Now for all you who say that seeing movies you don’t think it would hurt, fuck you. I screamed in pain as I rolled on the ground. It hurt, A LOT.
Moving out of the combat roll and onto my feet I ran whatever way i thought north was. Hearing yelling coming from behind me I saw the ponies following me out the window. Looking forward i saw the horrified faces of ponies as I ran some of them even yelling ‘The horror!’ or ‘Monster.’ Sighing at this I saw nothing familiar as when me and ‘Luna’ walked to the library.
Looking back I could see the guards keeping up fine some lagging behind but others were flying…. wow I call hacks. Sliding to a halt I spun seeing no way to outrun them maybe i could either out fight them or make them piss their pants. They also stopped and formed a circle around me. “Stand down Human.”
“Piss off ya bloody wanker.” I spat eager for some much needed venting.
The lead pony sighed, “I wish not to do this the hard way but very well. Men apprehend the human.” Smiling i looked around as the guards one by one closing in on me. I silently step into a fighting stance dropping my center of gravity so i can pivot and kick easily. Bringing my hands down by my waist. I focus on the guard closest to me some how he is holding a small blade in his mouth. He charges me only for me to side step and hit the back of his hemate as I kick out his legs sending him face first into the ground. I step back into my stance waiting for them to make a move.
One charged me trying to out muscle me hitting me square in the chest sending us both rolling. I quickly jump up and slam my knee into his nose getting a yelp of pain from him, I then thrust the palm of my hand into his forehead knocking him out.
“GET HIM AND HOLD HIM DOWN!” the leader yelled, then they all rushed me. God I hate people like this.
One Fistful of beaten faces later
I dusted myself off and stepped over the sleeping forms of the guards, limping slightly i made my way through the streets. The flapping of wings grabbed my attention, grumbling i spun and got into a stance only to see ‘Luna’ and her sister looking at me with concern and fear in their eyes.
Great…. Fuck you world… fuck you.