Earth
Year 2019
One Month Before Covid
"How long exactly are we suppose to take off mel?" A man says in an inquiry to his friend.
Mel who was strolling alongside his friend heard him and sigh deeply. "The captain says that we haven't gotten a response from the others in Texas. What about you. What ya got from your search?"
"Stopped by a friend that had been one of the few people that escaped the texas border attack." Uttered baron as he was about to speak once more his colleague cut him off.
"How's your friend doing... I heard that alot of people were killed during the attack." Mel says aware of the incident that transpired in the middle of the texas and Mexico border.
"She's doing alright, for now. She managed to escape with a minor injury. One of those medevil bastards had left a cut on her right shoulder." Baron replied with slight disinterest even though his friend can see it.
"Aww sorry about that. But hey, good thing we're about to deal with those people pretty soon." Commented Mel as he and baron took a left turn to where the parking lot is.
"Yeah men, I agree with you on that. Besides, I just got laid off from my civilian job, and I need something to set my frustration on." Baron told him as they stood by allowing one of the soldiers to pass by.
However as the two stood there for a good minute, the sounds of rollerblades can be heard coming east of their side. Both friends along with a few good numbers of other people watched on as a single Chinook flew over their position and headed for the landing pad as everyone eyes follows after it.
When the Chinook made land, it's right side slid opened and two men dressed in military uniform exited. Once they were outside the two stepped six feet apart from one another, following after the duo had hopped out a man and woman stepped out afterwards.
Both of which the military personals in base understood that the two were obviously high ranking officials...
After the pair had finished grooming themselves, they went to the building, which was merely fifty-six yards from their parking space.
As they were doing so, one of the two colleagues notices a familiar faces walking towards their way.
"Mel, baron! It is good to see you two gentlemen!" The woman spoke in greetings pleased to see old faces.
"I could say the same about you as well Nalia... And who may this be?" Baron said in return as he then asked of who the man that stands next to her.
"Gladly. Allow me to introduce to y'all Mr. Vigally... Mr vigally, this here are baron and mel. They're the two people I've told you about just yesterday before our departure." Nalia says to the less apathetic man.
Vigally a six foot two and a half man promptly reaches forth and shook hands of the two man. "It is a pleasure to meet you gentlemen."
Mel simply smiled as he responded in behalf of him and baron. "The pleasure is all ours sir."
"Since you two have arrived, you wouldn't mind if we join." Spoke baron seeing as he along with Mel were called to the base headquarters for an urgent matter.
"I don't see the problem with that. Please lead the way." Vigally says gesturing for him to lead the way.
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With the building they were heading to being only a short distance away, it did not take the four of them long to get there.
Before they could have moved further, the security stopped them because of Vigilally's personal guards' unusual appearance, especially given the clothes they were wearing and the guns they were carrying.
"Halt!" Demanded the lead security as he stepped forth and spoke. "Please show me your ID."
"I believe this here is enough proof." Nalia says in response by pulling out a badge and held out for the two security to see.
The two men instinctively moved aside to hold the door open for the four people and Vigilally's personal guard as soon as they saw what the woman was holding in her hand.
"Please ma'am, forgive us. We didn't know!" The lead security said in a fear of what would happen to him.
Nalia simply chuckles aware of the honest mistake the young man made. She didn't show any sign of a type of person who was too prideful of their own good, no instead she gestures to the man to calm down and spoke all the while she and the others passed on by.
"No need to be fearful soldier. All is good between me and you. Please continue on with your job." Nalia told the two soldiers who glance at each other and sheepishly went back to their position.
"Looks like you scared those privates, you Nalia must've made quite a name for yourself." Joked baron who saw her smiled.
"Oh don't you remind me. I just might surprise you baron." Nalia answered, savoring her little triumph over him.
"Yeah, since you said that. It reminded me of something!" Mel said recalling back to something he just remembered. "About your old job. I've heard that the boss man is gathering everyone of our old platoon."
Sensing her friend was serious about his statement, Nalia chose to just tell him the actual reason of why he and the others were called in for.
"I don't know yet. I have attempted to get General George to simply tell me the reason for his call, but he has not told us everything. What about you, any words on captain olson?" Nalia asked for she wasn't sure if he'll show up.
"He's inside, the old man was the one that picked us up." Mel said answering her.
"Come on, ladies first." Baron says as he held open the door for them.
Nalia simply have him a slightly hard tap on baron's right shoulder as she walked on through the door with Mel and her two guards.
Once everyone entered baron then followed after them as he closed the door. Afterwards he stepped forth and took a seat that was emptied.
Infront of them was a fifteen feet long square table made out of various materials. The top of it was clearly a see through metal glass, in its center is a map of one neighboring country and certain western state.
And standing in the middle of everyone else that was sitting stood a fairly tall man with short faded hair cut and a well trimmed facial hair.
"I see our final guests has arrived, welcome nalia, baron and mel, it is good to see you three." The man said in a contented tone of his old rugged voice.
"Good to see you two olson. What is it you called us here for exactly?" A straightforward Mel spoke without a hint of negatively towards his old comrade.
"Straight to the point, I like that." Olson responded lightly to the man as he then turn off the light in the room and switched the seventy inch square foot screen TV on the wall.
What Mel Nalia and everyone else in the room was seeing caught all of their interest peculiar way.
"That's not something we don't see everyday!" One of the onlookers remarks that she and Nalia were captivated by the scene that was taking place right before their eyes.
"How long is this!?" Questioned nalia as she awaited for the captain to speak.
"About fifty eight minutes. So it hadn't been that long, however. This is the sole reason why I've called you all in here... What you all are witnessing now, is a scene we've never expected to happen. These people may be human, but that doesn't mean we should be so opened towards them that easily." Olson said out loud for those sitting to hear.
"And what exactly is that captain?" One of the people sitting said in a jest.
"It means we aren't alone." Olson answered with clear frustration as what he learned was quite hard to accept.
~U.N.S.C~
Texas Mexico Border
El Paso
~Eight Days After First Attack~

"This is green one, anyone copy?" Grace sierra-093 says as he awaited a response from her squad.
"Copy green one. I hear you." Robert-025 answered.
"This is green three, I got a question?" Asta-017 asked out of boredom.
"What's that?" Robert-025 said in reply to her inquiry.
"Why exactly did halsey have us join this unsc tasked force. Couldn't have they just done this mission without us, I don't get why they would need spartans for this?" Questioned Asta-017 for she had been thinking about it for a while ever since they departed from the base an hour ago.
"We can ask her that later, right now our focus should be on our current task." Green Four spoke while the intense light in front of them rendered her and the platoon blind.
Luckily the Spartans of green team had their helmets visor providing them a clear look through the blinding light.
Those behind them, the marines and other unsc people, did not fare as well from the light either. Some attempted to block it, but others were able to close their eyes in time, and still others covered themselves with parts of their surroundings.
"This ain't much of a problem to me." Robert let out all while he readies himself for the other side of the world.
For what felt like a long journey to them, the whole of the unsc forces only made it through seconds in mere moments.
When green team made arrival on the other side they had no need to find out what planet they were on, for they had gotten all they required from the the twenty first century people they help freed from the prison camp near the entrance of the gate.
"You know, I've read alot about earth's history. Not every time do you ever get to see it in person." Grace says as she and the platoon prepared to deal with the imperial troops and of other unsightly creatures that came at them.
In mere moments, before a single strike from the first enemy, a marine brought his M45D tactical shotgun and just pulled the trigger without stopping as he proceeded to gun down an imperial knight with a second bang.
After the first shot ensued, a battle between the unsc forces and the invading imperial troops immediately went on in a bloody fight of both steel and and iron.
Unfortunately, as the enemy troops were battling the highly advanced forces of humans, they continued on in their fight despite the fact that the unsc were slowly taking down their numbers with great efficient.
In her view grace counted each and every kill she's taken. Spartan Grace stopped for a moment before resuming her attacks on her enemies, and the M343A2 mini gun barrels instantly changed in sound as each bullet burst through every target.
But be that as it may, there weren't just enemies that walks on land, for creatures beared in various different wings. Their wings flaps once every moment, each one all with the same intentions, which was to strike down the unsc forces.
One of which made an opening for itself, it's head search for the nearest cover only for its eyes to land on a marine. Seeing that the marine wasn't paying close attention on his surroundings, the winged being swerved past a bullet that scraped by his armored chest.
The soldier was met with a smile on his face and a spear over his head when the marine came across him during what seemed like a prolonged period of time. The winged warrior went for his first target, the head.
The marine got out of his shock and went for his rifle knowing he wouldn't succeed in time from the distance he was from the spear.
Luckily, the marine felt nothing from the expected ending he fore saw. Opening his eyes, he saw that the armored hand belonging to one of their giant allies held in his right hand the neck of the winged warrior.
"Marine, grab your gun and get back to shooting!" Spartan sierra-022 told him as he popped the head of man that was loadinh his musket of a gun.
"Yes sir!" Responded the marine who immediately picks up his rifle and began shooting.
Quinton sierra-022 swerved to the left in an easy way. Before his attacker could switched his sword at him, the spartan grabbed him by the head and snapped his neck. When the two attackers' friend was killed, they rushed the green, armored behemoth out of instinct. Regretfully, the pair failed to get even three feet closer to the Spartan before the adjacent marines quickly and effectively gunned them down.
"Green five, quinton. You there man?" Grace said speaking through the other side.
"Copy Green one, I read you." Quintom answered while he displays a quick ending on his foes.
"Good to hear that green five, I need you to assist the scouting team. They're heading for the nearby town to clear their area... I and the rest of green team will be assisting the crew here in the gate." Grace says as she can be heard fighting off multiple enemies from her side.
"Copy that green one, I'll head on over there... Green five out." Responded quinton...
It did not take long for quinton to find the group that he was looking for as not second later he caught sight of them and began towards the group.
A marine who was obviously the leader of her own squad noticed the seven foot five armored spartan beamed up in satisfaction.
"Spartan it's good to see you, please hop on. We are just now heading over to out!" The woman remarks in a playful manner.
"Yes ma'am." Replied quinton who walked up and entered the vehicle while the other marines carefully made sure to avoid getting into contact with the spartan.
"How far are we until we reach the ten?" One of the marines asked.
"Until we do so private. Grab your gun and give us fire cover!" The woman says aloud who immediately returned back to taking the wheel.
The Spartan, in the meantime, made sure to dispatch any enemies who managed to get close to their vehicle, the Boar, while everyone was occupied with their ceaseless efforts to defend it.
Be that as it may quinton immediately felt something wrong and went to held onto the rail of the boar. Luckily the whole squad of marines felt the road suddenly changing course as it rammed a couple of me devil soldiers.
The guns that their foes wielded seems to quinton like it was made from a backwater nation, which the spartan guesses was of an 1800th century mixed with a bit of hocus pocus magic. Although it wasn't strong enough to put a hole through the boar's armored hulls, it did in fact left a scratch that when coming into contact with the side of the Boar the round ball sized bullet bounces right off of it.
"Come here you bastards!" A Marine screamed out in a fit of fury by loading bullets down on each of the poor souls that thought of her as an easy kill.
"Marine, duck down now!" Quinton told her whereas his hand brought forth a swift punch that took the head of a roman like soldier off from his very body.
His ears picked up a slight sound and the spartan acted quickly to the point where he slowly brings up his rifle. However, as unlikely as it is, the sound of a gun shot was transpired that when happened the eyes socket of the roman soldier was had a fairly large hole.
The spartan watched as blood and gore belonging to the now dead roman soldier landed on the metal floor of the boar's backside. Those of the newly assigned privates not used to the scene playing infront of them didn't try touching the roman soldier as he made the last attempt in slicing down a nearby marine.
Unfortunately for the half dead man, the spartan simply grabs the man by his arm pulls and then threw the body off the vehicle.
"God this is gonna take a while to get them used to the battlefield." Nalia says after watching the scene from her rearview mirror.
Ahead of them, the squad saw a small town that was currently filled with a numbers of imperial troops and their allies of creatures.
The camp overheard the commotion going on in the place the gate is in, and the moment they saw their allies beginning to their battle against the arriving forces of the unsc, the imperial troops had fortified a defensive line with only two sets of line numbering around only ten imperial soldiers as behind them were archers and gunners.
A man fitted with what seems to be a captain's battle attire trotted past his soldiers, and with a single hand signal, he commanded the archers to fire along with the gunners.
"Bring that metal monstrosity down now!" The bearded man says in a commanding tone.
"Spartan, care to introduce yourself!" Nalia says out loud as she looked back at quinton.
Nodding in confirmation, quinton thanked her for slowing down and hopped on over the hood of the Boar and landed four meters away from the vehicle.
Those of the imperial's who saw this got out of their shock and immediately went to attacking once again. However, even after laying many shots at the armored behemoth, it just kept coming their way while swiping away the round bullets and arrows.
By the time he made it twelfth feet from them, the spartan fooled the imperial with a fake intention on just ramming through and instead leaped three meters above them and farther then their tallest comrade.
When the spartan's boot made contact with the ground, he bursts right past two imperial knights and punches the other one's head that when he did that, the sound of bones cracking indicated that quinton hadn't expected the man to die so easily when he held back.
And unfortunate as it may be for the imperial soldier, quinton simply pushed aside any sign of sympathy he had for the man and began to squeeze his throat tightly till he heard a pop and toss him off to the side.
Those around him stood there in shock of what they had witnessed till moments later they evantually draw in to the spartan with their guns and weapons aiming at him.
However to their displeasure, nalia and the others came in guns blazing through the imperial soldiers and their allies.
One particular imperial gunner reloaded his gun and went to aim at his target and let out one round in a bang.
Sadly, he saw the armored hand of the green behemoth that had decimated half of his company without much effort. Quickly acting as fast as he could, the imperial soldier brought his gun up but was too late to finish his last attempt when nalia aimed the head of her M6G-Pistol at his head and pulled the trigger following with a loud bang that can be heard from a mile away.
Soon after that, nalia and her squad followed the spartan's with her who then strolled alongside their armored comrade.
As they proceeded in their current task, the team each had one another back covered as they move from one spot to another all while they take down their foes with either bullets and hands.
Meanwhile as nalia was currently in the heat of battle, she caught sight of a couple civilians that were trying to defend the building they hid themselves from the imperial invaders.
"Alright people! We need to head on over there to the school hundred yards from where we are!" Says Nalia as she had to up her voice loudly due to the ongoing gunfire and battles.
"I don't see us getting there that quick, look at that. They have a damn tank!" Shouted one of the privates for he was feeling like why his first deployment have to be this chaotic.
"Then it's a good thing we brought our own! Spartan, take those heavies down. Make sure it doesn't blow the whole school down, we'll keep up with you!" Nalia told him as she received a word of confirmation from him and a nod.
Within a mere rush, quinton immediately sped off into the direction of the school. While he was continuing in his act he finally understood why there weren't any signs of people around every place they've drove by, except the imperial's and their allies.
As his helm faced forth, the spartan could see that one of the people defending the school were able to fend off an attacker until moments after that, a sword pierced right through his right leg. Luckily one man beside him took down the attacker with his two barrel shot gun.
However, a shot from one of the imperial medevil tanks blew the ground fifteen feet away from the civilians that was defending the place.
"NO!" Uttered quinton as he couldn't allow himself to slow down anymore.
With each time his armored boots stamped down into the ground, his steps became faster then even further for he hopes to make it in time. The ground cracks and continued to dos so as the spartan ran at eighty point four kilometers. In simple manner, quinton was outpacing few spartans at fifty miles per hour.
Meanwhile nalia and her marines weren't expecting their green friend to be that fast and so she and her squad made sure to keep up on their feet as best as they could in the midst of battle.
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However, Quinton had taken it upon himself to eliminate the Imperialals who were operating their backwater tank.
Only a few feet separated him and the first foe, for when the imperial knight goes to swing his sword down on the spartan, quinton shifted backward. In the short amount of time, the spartan slams the back his neck with a kick spin.
Before the surrounding imperials could respond, Quinton had effortlessly driven a single bullet through a warrior's chest. The man's eyes rolled until they saw a fist that completely severed his jaw's connection to the rest of his body. He had not anticipated such extreme pain moving so quickly.
As the Spartan dispatched one target, he reached for his kukri knife out of instinct and sliced another, severing the imperial's lower helmet portion right through each mouth guard.
"Hey! Hey over here!" Shouted Evelyn who ducked down from an arrow and thanked the spartan for dispatching the archer off.
With his head turned, he scanned the area where the voice was coming from, and in an instant, the Spartan helm fell upon two civilians who were successfully attracting his attention by waving their hands.
Quinton strikes an imperial knight by the breastplate before he can move another step, and as his hand makes contact with the armor, a loud crack can be heard.
"Remain up there and do not let yourself down!" ordered Quinton, who was occupied with people in his immediate vicinity.
"You need to take out those things! Next, we will attempt to open the gate for you and your companions! Deal?!" The woman says yelling down at the spartan.
"Copy that!" Quinton retaliated by shooting down an imperial who attempted to stop him with a flaming ball of liquor and running through three more.
Quinton leaped atop the tank and unlatched the wooden hatch when he was just three feet away. Inside he saw around seven people operating the tank.
The crew instantly grabbed their weapons upon seeing him, but the Spartan quickly dispatched them all with a quick draw from his long nose revolver.
Following his kills, Quinton leaped in and started destroying the tank's interior. As fantastic as it was for him, Quinton then crashed through the top side of the tank and touched down.
The Spartan observed the second tank approaching from his left, slowly turning its head until it came to rest on him, but before it could fire, an explosion took place.
Seeking the source of the smoke trail, Quinton discovers that the woman wearing the cowboy hat was carrying an RPG rocket launcher in her right shoulder.
"I apologize; I noticed you needed assistance." The woman said, half-jokingly.
"You could've done that earlier." Quinton told the woman as he cleared off those the enemies that came running at him.
"Where's the fun in that. The names Evelyn, what's yours!" Shouts the woman as she got down into cover from three round bullets that struck the wall.
Upon witnessing this, the Spartan sped up to the individuals who had fired the shot, tore the man's arm off of his body, and kicked him so hard that his right boot easily cracked the man's ribcage. Following that, Quinton merely avoided a gunner's stab and was shot in the kneecap. Upon making another attempt, the imperial knight from the left charged at the spartan, closely trailed by two unidentified entities.
The first one had horns protruding from the top of his shoulders. The second was the creature that resembled wings and was ravenous for the green-armored monster.
Quinton quickly parries a sword strike and punches the creature with horns for shoulders, all the while calculating the result of his other foe in front of him. His punch was so hard that it surprises the horn being. However he pushed his current thought away and runs at the spartan.
Unfortunately, he wasn't able to complete his attack that when he made one last step, the spartan brought the barrel of his revolver and pulls the trigger which in turn ripped through the knights shield.
Before the imperial knight could've make another move, the spartan had already made it four feet of his proximity. His head tilted up for he was quite overshadowed by the green behemoth's large figure.
"What are you!" The imperial knight uttered in fear of what's to come.
"None of your concerns." Replied quinton as he loaded his revolver and was prepared to end the life of the poor bastard.

Name: Quinton
Tag Number: Spartan Sierra-022
Height: 7 ft 6 inch tall
Weight: 1,286 lb (in armor, 371 lb without)
Even though it annoys him, Quinton was unable to pull the trigger when an unexpected gunshot occurred followed by the body of the imperial knight slumping backward onto the ground.
Looking for the person responsible for the kill, the spartan sees that it was an officer. The uniform she wore was that of a button up light brown long-sleeve shirt, pants that of a darker shade of green. In her right chest is a patch clearly showing who she and her partners are to civilian eyes. And in her left side stamped her name tag.
Quinton sees that the officer was not alone as in both her right and left strolled two of her fellow cops beared in the same uniform. Despite this, two civilians carrying guns of their own trailed the police, proving that they were not alone.
Figuring that the area was safe for the new arrivals to exit their heavily defended base, quinton got up from his two feet shocking the officers and civilians alike with his size.
Standing there in silence, the tension between the giant behemoth of a spartan and the 21st centuries ended when the first to break it was a man who was the obvious leader.
"May I ask who you are!?" The cop says having to raise his voice slightly louder then before.
"Spartan sierra-022. Who might you people be officer?" Inquired quinton as he asked them respectfully.
The lead officer seeing that two of his colleagues glanced at him whereas they then looked at the armored giant.
"My name is officer jack Daniels. These two beside me are lopez harin and kellan sando-
As greatful as she was for the spartan saving her and the others, officer lopez cuts her colleague off and spoke up. "Forgive me for asking spartan, but may I know who you and your friends are? And why are futuristic soldiers doing in here?"
"Well, I can't tell you people secretive matters, but I can tell you of the other half." Uttered quinton in return while loading his sidearm revolver.
"We'll take the unclassified option then." Officer jack said in reply.
Before the spartan could utter a word, the sounds of wheels turning and running can be heard coming from behind the group.
Turning to see who it was, quinton saw a warthog passing by two blocks worth of buildings, only exception is that half of the houses were burning due to the previous invasion of the imperial forces and it's allies.
As the warthog slowly comes to a stop, three marines can be seen hopping put of the vehicle guns ready. Next after the marines appearance the leader of the squad exited from the driver's side.
"Good day spartan, let me just say that I appreciate you for clearing out those damn tanks. These new privates needed a little boost from your work." The sergeant says in greetings to quinton as well as his thanks.
"Thank you sir. But I'm afraid I've only did little work in with one. These people are the ones responsible for taking out the other two." Responded quinton as he gestures with a finger pointing at the three officers.
"Apologies y'all, I didn't mean to be rude. The names is Paolo vargas, these three next to me are private Becky alongside with private illyn and mat." Sergeant Paolo says introducing him and his team.
"Pleasure to meet y'all. I'm officer jack, these here are officer lopez and kellan." Replied jack in greetings to the unsc marines. "First of all, I just wanna thank you and your group for saving our asses. We weren't going to fair pretty well up against these invaders with just three cops and seven national guard soldiers."
"Is there any medical workers, doctors nurses with you guys... We can lend yall some aid. We got some aid workers coming in about six minutes. We just had to clear out these bastards first, you know for safety measures." Paolo told him in a remarkable way while successfully easing the tension between them and the imperials who were gradually being apprehended.
"We appreciate that very much. Our personal school nurses is gonna need the rest... Hold on just a sec." Said jack as he responded to a call from his radio.
As they stood there, the officers, as well as their two civilian comrades stayed in silence between them and the unsc folks alike. What has only been thirty seconds of speaking between officer jack and his captain felt like moments of apprehension between his colleagues and their futuristic arrivals.
From where he is, the spartan could easily hear what officer jack and these captain of his was saying, from what he learned, he had no need to request who the actual leader in this town.
As he stands there, quinton simply took the time and scoured the area around. From everywhere his sight lands on he could see multiple civilians looking down from the roof while others watched both he and the marines.
"What is it that your captain wishes to hear from us officer?" Quinton spoke cutting jack off from speaking with the captain.
Surprised at how the spartan knew of who he was speaking with, jack talked with his captain foe a moment till he then hung up afterwards and cleared his throat.
"Well, it seems that the captain wants to speak with y'all. If you would, please let me take you guys to him." Jack says as he took upon himself to lead the rest to the school.