Sat Feb 17, 2018 10:49 pm
As I (DB) walked down the hall to the briefing room to meet my new team, I saw through a window the training grounds for some new Spartans, as I was looking out the window I almost ran into another Spartan, "Oh sorry." "Your good Sir." He was a Jet black Spartan recon, I swear he looked at me funny. But I was probably just thinking things. so I entered the Briefing room and saw many Spartans. Some of which I knew, Delta an expert in any weapons class, and Charliebucket, an old friend, a expert on ancient Forerunner tech, which he claims to be "Elven". and there were others but the commanding officer came over and said "Spartan DB? My name is Admiral Sabree, I'm the commanding officer of this unit, they have been briefed all ready, YOUR late." I wasn't that shock, I've been late before, so I replied, "Sorry sir I have no excuse." Just please don't be late again, NOW lets begin your begin. Our mission is on the research planet Wendon III," "Isn't that a RESTRICTED zone?" "Yes but the reason it was restricted is classified, even I don't know why, but our mission is to collect whatever remaining research left there, and find the missing scientist's, William Afton and Michael." "Does he have a last name?" "What?" "Michael. Does he have a last name?" " The Admiral looked down at his Datapad, "None that is recorded, anyway, get your gear ready, we leave in 2 Hours"