So yeah this is my first story I have ever written and completed.
I dunno let me know what you think of my first try.
This is during the Battle of Stockhelm and this is where Bella is gravely wounded in action by a Hunter and where her fear of them comes.
If spacing is messed up then most likely blame Microsoft and their Word processing Software which I copied this from.
This was 15 pages front and back pretty much, 3,580 words, 8 pages on word..
This [(insert text here)] means the text should be spoken in Swedish but since I don't know it I decided to go with to show the text should be spoken in Swedish but read in English for you.
(I might actually be able to get someone to translate the things I need as I know someone who speaks Swedish).
“Bells come on we got a new assignment get up “ said a voice with a thick Russian accent.
“No I don’t want to….go away “ yelled Bella throwing a spare pillow at the door.
“You don’t have a choice King is already in a sour mood about you having holed yourself up in here so get your ass out here before I drag it out here” replied Eagle pounding on the door with his fist.
“ Alright give me a sec kay “ said Bella in her Swedish-Austrian accent.
Eagle counted to six and then he burst in the door.
“ No Go Away “ screamed Bella bombarding the “Russian” Spartan with any object she could find in the room to cover her retreat deeper into the room(his ancestors are from Kazakstan…but you know same thing
)
“ Bella I don’t have time for this like I said King already has his “knicker” in a bunch about how you have been nothing then a cry baby bitch lately….no wonder why you were f**king “demoted” to his old rank and he took your rightful command position “ grumbled Eagle as he picked Bella up by her undergarments and carried her out of the room.
“ What are you doing stop….let me go asshole this hurts like shit and you are going to break them STOP “ complained Bella squirming to get free of Eagle’s wedgie.
Eagle just shook his head and continued carrying Bella to the armory where King and the others were waiting. When he arrived he tossed her to the ground.
“ so kind of you to join us luv now I can brief you on our new assignment. Bella get suited up while I brief you. We already wasted enough time waiting for you to get your whiney, ungrateful, bitchy, overemotional, overdramatic, and oversized ass down here “ said King in his usual snotty British accent.
Bella sighed and complied with her Commander Officers request and began putting her ice blue and yellow Mjolner Armor on. First came the boots and the rest of her leg armor, next came her tactical patrol chest piece, then the arm and gloves, and finally the piece de resistance her CQB Helmet with the blue visor.
“ alright now that we are all ready and all eyes are on my we can begin “ started King.
“ As you know the Covenant are hitting Stockhelm hard, and as we know The Mass Drivers are doing a wonderful job of keeping the skies clean and stopping the Covenant from glassing us. So naturally the Covenant will want to knock out the all of the Mass Drivers and get their ships in safer. The people who set up this planet surprisingly were not stupid”. King paused and shot a glance at Bella to make it clear he was insulting and not praising the people who lived on Bella’s homeplanet.
“ They built all of their important military and population centers in the many icy mountains that make up this world and well armed each military fortress with several Mass Drivers as the only thing you can do on this world is freeze, work in the mines, or work in the factories. As we saw a few days ago not even The Big Covenant ships are safe from The Mass Drivers on the surface….and in space too. However the Covenant have been landing troops to assault the capital on foot to take out the Mass Drivers and AA guns defending it. Why not attack everywhere else? Because there is nothing f**king else to the planet then its capital…without its space elevators that support this planet returns to its natural useless state. Thankfully by foot there is only one way to get to the capital and that is through what is known as Bifröst a mountain pass that takes you directly to the capital. Our job is to make sure no Covenant make it through Bifröst from the Covenant. So grab plenty of ammo people as we may have an Covenant Army at our hands”.
The five members of Valkyrie Team went to get their weapons. King their commanding officer but also support gunner picked up an assault rifle and a rocket launcher, Eagle the teams sniper grabbed his standard armament of a sniper rifle and a DMR, Star the teams well rounded individual who could fill a variety of roles simply grabbed a DMR and a Assault Rifle, Sparks the teams technical genius and vehicle expert grabbed a grenade launcher and a Spartan Lazor, and finally Bella the team’s lovely medic picked up an assault rifle and a shotgun.
“ Sparks get the Pelican warmed up and Star pull the Scorpian the local’s kindly gave us so it can be loaded onto the Pelican” ordered King. The two Spartans nodded and set off to do their tasks.
“ Spartans good to see you here and you even brought a present” greeted Colonel Tell who standed at the end of the landing pad.
“ Good to see you too sir and we figured we would break in this factory fresh tank in sir…..nothing like a tank fresh off the line right sir” asked King descending from the ramp to shake the Colonel’s hand.
“ Put her to good use Spartan “
“ I will sir Stockhelm and her people have been find to us….I intend to do my best to protect her” bullshitted King.
“ Good the Covenant should be here any moment now…I will have some troopers escort you to Heimdall Base…the front lines and fill you in on the defenses there “ said the Colonel before walking off into the base to get the troops and then to return to the Officers Lounge.
A tall and skinny trooper with spiky blonde hair, a stocky but well built trooper with jet black hair, and then an “average” sized trooper with graying brown hair and tired eyes walked out to the landing pad.
“ [Welcome to the party Spartans we will take you to the Frontlines]” said the blonde trooper cheerfully in Swedish. He nodded his head to the stocky trooper who then ran off to retrieve and pull a troop transport hog.
“ Sparks your with me in the tank….your driving of course…rest of you get in the hog with the militia men” said King who walked off with Sparks to the Scorpion Tank.
Bella stared at the milita man with the graying brown hair….something about him seemed familiar….like she knew him from somewhere. Was it someone who use to be…or still was in the Gustaf Militia?
She examined his chest plate and sure enough it bore the crest of Gustaf. He was probably one of her father’s old friends or a man from the mines or the factory that joined up recently to repel The Covenant off of Stockhelm. She shook her head and tried to eliminate the thought of who this man was and why she even cared who he was as the reality was she was a Spartan she was not here to make friends plus she would most likely never see him again in her life.
The Warthog slid as it drove over a patch of slick ice.
“ [easy there the “roads” are awfully slick today ]” joked the blonde hair militiaman from earlier who had taken dibs on “shotgun”.
Bella smiled clearly this man was insulting the driving skills of the driver as there were no roads and the ground here was always covered in ice or snow.
“[Shut up like you drive any better and relax it was not like a flipped the hog or we crashed; if I am apparently having trouble then image trouble the Covenant are having]” retorted the driver the stocky fellow from earlier.
“[Maybe but the Covenant vehicles float….you have seen the footage dumbass]”
The diver and his copilot continue their bickering being ignored by almost all of the Spartan’s did not understand Swedish, and most likely had their translators off as most of the troopers…even the local militiamen could speak English however that was because all UNSC troopers knew English and the local militiamen were from the capital where English was widely used to communicate with the various traders and merchants and well outside of the capital English was not really taught but rather people spoke the colonies official language of Swedish, and well the third trooper simply ignored them because this happened every single day between the pair. However Bella eased dropped on their conversation because a) she wanted to make sure she still remember the language she first learned and b) she actually enjoyed listening to the two bicker like an old married couple about politics, driving, the Covenent, factories, one of the two men’s mothers, the economy, and the war. Despite the fact that these two men, based on the conversation they were having, were not fans of the UNSC or the Human-Covenant War they still were hearing essentially fighting for a government they despised and in a war they did not believe in. In fact they even agreed if they made it through this battle that they would enlist together into one of the main branches of The UNSC Defense Force. Amazing.
The Warthog pulled into the Vehicle Depot of Heimdall Base, the military base responsible for defending Bifröst, and its occupants were greeted by an Army Trooper and from the looks like it he seemed to one of the few people here who were not from the local colonial militia.
“Spartans it is an honor to have you here…Covenant are closing in on this position fast…should be here within the hour…well come with me the General will want to talk with you and he will get you up to speed with everything going on around here” said the Army Trooper cutting right to the chase as time could not be wasted.
“Your taking me to him, my squad-mates will cut right to the chase and doing whatever is needed around the base …figuring that out from the forces here….as you said The Covenant should be here soon and I figured you could use eight extra hands around here to help get prepared” said King climbing out of the Warthog.
“Sure thing Commander….this way” said the Army Trooper escorting King to the Command Center.
“Well you heard the man while he is spoonfed the information and sits on his ass, we have to figure things out ourselves and do some work” muttered Eagle as he climbed out of the Warthog and helped his two lady Spartans out.
“Sparks I assume you are going to find the status of this bases automatic defense and such” said Eagle to his yellow and white armored companion.
Eagle was met with a nod as the Spartan got out of the Warthog and set off to his job. Not a man of many words nor a very sociable fellow Sparks was.
“Ladies I guess you are with me” said Eagle chuckling to himself.
“More like stuck with your Romeo” said Star with her own Russian accent.
“Well then let us wake up his base shall we ladies” asked Eagle who grabbed an armored hand of Star and Bella and led them around the base till they found what they were looking for an battle alert alarm.
“Bingo” said Eagle before he pulled the alarm and the base was filled with the blaring of an alarm and an automated female voice saying “Alert Alert Covenant Forces inbound”.
“Great now we are going to have a mob of paniced troopers on our hands” muttered Bella.
“Well we better find King we did our jobs” said Star.
Bella followed Eagle and Star to the Command Center of the base.
“Nice work on getting the base up and running……just have a rest for all of our hard work” said King sarcastically as he held his hand out to some chairs in the Command Center.
Bella rolled her eyes and grabbed a seat.
“Recon Teams reported that the Covenant stalled and were stuck for awhile however our recent reports indicate that they are right on our doorstep” started the General as he began his briefing and referring to a Hologram Map as a visual aide.
Bella however zoned out and did not listen to the rest of the briefing as it bored here plus the image of the militia man in the Warthog raced across her mind. He seemed so familiar and again she swore she knew he from somewhere. Now that she thought about it kinda of looked like her Dad but her Dad hair was not gray, and he seemed to always have a look of joy, cheerfulness, and optimism in his face not the burnt out, depressed and shell shocked look of this man. So who was he? Bella returned her focused into the briefing just in time….moments before the General concluded it.
“ Good Luck Spartans we are counting on you” concluded the General.
“Don’t worry we will not let you down sir” said King standing up to salute his superior officer. “ Valkyrie we have our orders. Let’s move out…I want to keep my perfect success record intact people….I have a nice streak going “
The Covenant came in a large wave and the earth trembled as the 1st invasion force pushed forward. However the numbers in this case were not on the Covenants side as an avalanche occurred and buried a large number of the Covenant forces and the ice cracked sending countless other Covenant forces down into the abyss.
Bella sat against the icy wall of the trench that had been carved. Seeing as a sniper duel was taking place sticking her head out would mean certain death. She sighed and looked around the trench. Troopers were playing cards, gossiping, taking naps, drinking alcohol, smoking, eating, cleaning weapons, unloading and then reloading weapons, and a variety of other things. She then noticed that man she kept obsessing over the identity of was sitting right next to her.
“[what is your name]” asked Bella.
“[Niklas Lundquist…and yours ma’am]” replied the man.
“
Viktor Sierra Beta 94 [however my name is Isabella…but I go by Bella]”
“[Nice to meet you Spartan…I had a daughter with the same name but there was an accident…my fault really]”
“[I…I am sorry to hear that]” said Bella after a moment of silent speechless….this man was her father and he blamed himself for her apparent disappearance. She wanted to tell him everything but she couldn’t ONI would have her head.
“[All Clear]” yelled a trooper with a radio signaling the sniper duel has come to an end or that enemy snipers were not a significant problem anymore.
“King where do you need me” asked Bella.
“Nowhere stay in the trenches and treat the wounded….and I can’t believe I am saying this but your line of trenches is the last line of defense….if the Covenant somehow cause us to fall back that far you can fight. I hope you can handle is Bella because lately I have been doubting your competency as a Spartan….no a human being. If you can’t handle playing with the big boys Bella then I am sending you to ONI to be taken out of active service….then you are their problem not mine anymore….but who knows what they will do to you…never really heard of a Spartan that was forced out of active service despite being physically capable of fighting…I know you can fight you f**king throw a tantrum every time something does not go your way…hell you put Sparks in the medbay….remember that you pathetic excuse for a human being…..don’t you f**king cry because I yelled at “you” you have f**king troopers around what the hell are they going to think if they hear a SPARTAN CRYING….they will probably desert and then your f**king home world and all of the factories here that help arm the UNSC go bye bye….and losing the war….our extinction will be all of your f**king fault….you are the biggest failure of the Spartan program if so much did not depend on when I actually need you to stop being a selfish whore and fight for once then I would f**king deliver ONI the biggest failure of the Spartan program. ” replied King.
Bella paused and let that sink in for awhile. It hurt…all of it….but she could not do anything about it….King was right these troopers were looking at her as an example…a symbol of hope. The Spartan just stood there speechless.
“Ma’am what does command want us to do” asked a militiaman tugging on her arm to snap her back to reality.
“[we are to stay here ….we are the last line of defense….get comfortable again boys]” said Bella removing her helmet and placing it by her side.
“[Banshee’s]” yelled a trooper with Rocket Launcher as he pointed skywards. The Covenant had managed to push back the other defenders and well the battle had been at a stalemate at this final line of trenches for a few hours now with combat lulling in and out. He fired a Rocket and it shot down a Banshee before the AA gun could shoot it down.
“[hey did you guys see that I got one]” yelled the trooper excited that he finally had beaten the automated AA gun in shooting down a Banshee.
“[yes I did trooper nice work but we have Covenant inbound]” said Bella as she got her Assault Rifle at the ready.
She stood up outside the trench.
“[The Covenant have been pushing us around all day….I say we push back]” said Bella in an effort to rally the troops. And her speech was a success as it was met with a chorus of cheers.
The Spartan led the charge of infantry. She probably could of kept up with the Warthogs but well she was with her fellow troopers stuck walking or running.
Bella tossed her “captured” Needler aside having no use for it anymore as the wave of grunts with a rare jackal or Minor Elite had stopped coming and she no longer had a need for the makeshift weapon as she could go back to the trench and refill her depleted ammo supply.
“Nice work Bella….even if that wave probably just was meant to tire us out and deplete our ammo….but well you really showed that maybe…just maybe you are cut out to be a leader afterall….maybe that was a damn foolish move….but it did inspire morale…but still that could have been bad Bella” said Star trying to encourage her comrade but at the same time let her know it was a foolish, childish move.
A Flying Mortar of Plasma from a Wraith came flying at Bella. However thankfully the Spartan deployed a bubble shield just in time to save herself. The blue of the shield turned to a pale color indicating that Wraith shot had heavily damaged the shield.
“ f**k” mumbled Bella as she retreated behind a jagged pillar of ice in the battlefield.
“King or Sparks we got some Wraiths…..they are pinning us down….we could use some heavy weapons fire on them now” radioed Bella.
“Is everyone clear” mumbled a quiet Asian accented voice.
“Yes Star everyone is clear”.
“Ok”.
Bella waited to see what trick Star had up his sleeve this time. To answer her question she was met with the sound of a sea of artillery shells rained down from the heavens onto the Wraiths and the Covenant troops near them.
“Thanks Star you’re the best”
The battle raged on and Bella and the pinned troopers returned to the battle
Bella took a chance at a lull in her own personal combat to take a look around the battlefield. They seemed to beginning to have the upper hand and were pushing the Covenant out of the pass now. Something from the corner of her eye caught her attention. She saw a pair of hunters engaging and pinning down a squad of militiamen. She drew her assault rifle and sprinted over to lend the troopers a hand. As she got closer to she made out a certain trooper….shit her father was there. What was a sprint now turned into a dash as she raced to save her father. The Spartan tackled one of the two Golden Hunters to the ground to make the green fuel rod shot it was firing miss the troopers. The Hunter growled and pushed the Spartan off of it using its shield as a bat.
Bella slid and then regained her footing and stood up again and opened fire on the hunter with her assault rifle. The bullets only served to further annoy the massive creature as they bounced off it its heavy armor and shield. The Hunter charged the Spartan and swung at it with its shield. However Bella sidestepped the charge and the swing of the shield. The Hunter growled and swung again. Bella jumped over the shield and landed on top of it using it as a launch pad for her jump kick to the Hunter’s head. The Hunter fell to the ground with a thud being knocked over by the force of the kick. Bella hopped on top of the creature intending to try and pin in down and rip off a piece of the heavy armor so she could kill it. She tugged and pushed at the chest plate trying to rip it off or crush it. However all of this made her unprepared for the hunters next attack. The Hunter put all of its energy to move and swing the shield hand full force at the Spartan. The shield’s pointed end of the shield impacted the Spartan’s side and pierced through the Spartans armor. However the shield has more moment behind it so it went deeper into the Spartan’s body puncturing the Spartans finally coming to a stop inches away from the Spartan’s beating heart. The Hunter grunted as it tried to pull the shield from outside of the Spartan. A sickening sound was heard as the shield cuts its way out from the Spartan’s body and it ripped the Spartan’s right lung, ribcage and other pieces of body tissue with it. The Hunters stormed off to get back into the battle.
“[Dad…coming…save…you]” mumbled the gutted Spartan as it coughed up frozen blood. She dragged herself an inch towards her Assault Rifle.
“[Dad]” was repeated again with another cough of frozen. Dragging herself forward again with pieces of internal organs either falling completely out or just hung out of the massive cut on the side of her body.
“[Dad]”was weakly cried again and another inch forward was taken.
“[Dad]” repeated the Spartan as she dragged herself another inch forward.
“[Dad]” coughed the Spartan.
The Spartan called to her father again four more times and dragged herself another four inches to the assault rifle. It was a grand total of nine “steps” before the Spartan fell unconscious not dead….but clinging to life by a mere thread. The last sight the Spartan saw before falling was her father being barraged by a endless stream of fuel rod bolts.
FIN