Since no one was starting this, I took it upon myself to do so.

"When the hell are we leaving?" Although the words came out of Jonah's mouth, everyone was thinking the same thing. Recently, the cordinates of a Covenant base were discovered on Saber, the planet on which the HFF had just encountered and fought off an entire army of Covenant by themselves. This was also thought to be the base in which Pariah, a member of the HFF, was being held as a prisoner of war. A complicated attack was planned on the base, and even though saving Pariah wasn't in that plan, they were going to make it happen.
"As soon as the Pelicans are loaded and all the soldiers are here." reassured Brewer, although he was anxios himself.
"Can't they go any faster?" asked Haloking, "What ever happened to keeping all the supplies ready for evac?"
"Give them a break." said Hoffer. "Sure they are going seriously slow, but they just went through hell, same as us."
" But they had an actual army," said Evelo. "while we only had seven soldiers."
Aussietom was about to speak, when at least 50 soldiers entered the hanger. "It's about time." he said. Just then, Sergeant Downes entered the hanger.
"Attenion!" shouted Brewer. Everyone jumped to their feet and saluted the Sergeant.
"At ease, men" Downes said. "As you know, you are about to infultrate a Covenant base, something no one but Spartan 117 has been able to do. Keeping this in mind, I have also assigned this mission to two specalists. Predator, Echo, get in here." Two men entered the room. "These are two of our finest soldiers. Echo," one of the men stepped forward "is skilled in vehicular combat. Predator," the first man stepped back, and the other forward "is trained in stealth. They are now part of your little group. Fight together, think together, win together. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes sir." said Brewer.
"Good. You may now leave on your mission."
As soon as Sergeant Downes left the hanger, the HFF, including the two newest members, grabbed their weapons and climbed abored the nearest Pelican. As they left the hanger, Brewer turned on some music.
"Dammit, not this 'rap' stuff again." complained Haloking.
Brewer responded, "Hey, as your commanding officer, I get control over the radio."

1-18-08, I used your old name because I can never remember the order in which you enter the numbers. Plus it sounds cooler. Is that okay?

Nice work, but what happened to the old art and fanfic section?

Don't know, I couldn't find it.

I have to do some serious work on the layout of HFF.

You can't remember a date? Oh my. Yes, that is fine...i guess...

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