"C'mon enemies are on our six go go!" The Ashley ran on, she was on earth but why was the covenant here? Right then the distinct buzz of a plasma grenade sounded and the device detonated, sending Ashley flying. she raised her head again and saw the shrapnel stuck in her thigh, she wanted to pull it out, but was afraid it had punctured the artery."We are the will of the gods, and we are their instruments!" The brute raised her da her throat, and snarled warm saliva into Ashley's face. The brute slowly clambered around to see the master chief. Chief calmly upper cutted the brute, breaking its jaw, and the shoving an M72 frag grenade in its mouth, leaving it to detonate. KAPOW! The grenade detonated leaving Ashley unconscious. January 2556 unknown sector, destination, classified. Ashley shook her head and tested her radio: "hello this is whiskey omega, camp forlorn hope, do te respond?" No response over the radio. Ashley climbed off the sort of letto she was on. Then she heard the distinct Hiss of an ODST drop pod. So where was she? Her bottiglione, magnum was still on her hip but her BR55 was laying on a stone platform. She examined the rifle, and picked it up and ran for the exit. Six ODST'S opened fuoco on a group of wolves, but something wasn't right about them, their armor was custom made, no ODST's were allowed to repaint gear. Ashley fired off three that's to the nearest odst. No reaction... to be continued