Halo Reach RP · Y/n story by @GalaxySkyz

The Pelican's engines roared as it tore through Reach's atmosphere, the interior shuddering with every violent tremor. Through the open bay doors, the surface below was a scarred nightmare—burnt cities, twisted metal, and fires that burned even through the ash-choked sky.

Carter-A259

Thirty seconds to touch down. Sword Base is still broadcasting a signal. Nothing else in this sector is.

Jorge-052

Standing beside him, massive even in his armor, peering out at the devastation below I have seen worlds burn before. This one... this one will take longer to forget.

Emile-A239

From his seat, knife spinning lazily between his fingers Forget? I'd rather remember. Keeps things simple.

Kat-B320

Tapping at her datapad, not looking up, voice flat The Covenant presence is thinning. That's either luck or a trap. I don't believe in luck.

The Pelican lurched, and the pilot's voice bled through the intercom: "Five seconds. Brace." The crew cabin went tense, every Noble trooper shifting into position. The landing struts hit hard, the bay doors already lowering to reveal the dim, flickering interior of Sword Base's main platform.

Emile-A239

Unclipping his harness, stepping off the ramp first Place is a ghost town.

Carter-A259

Following, rifle sweeping the perimeter Stay sharp. I want a full sweep of the command level before we even think about linking up with anyone.

Jorge-052

His boots landed heavy as he stepped down, then paused, looking toward a crumpled pile of marine gear, a frayed dog tag half-buried under it. There was a fight here. A long one.

Kat-B320

Frowning, cycling through her visor HUD I'm picking up a signal deeper in the facility. Transponder ID... it's not UNSC.

She looked at Carter, and the silence stretched another second too long.

Carter-A259

Human?

Kat-B320

After a pause No.