Hello. Welcome to my new story. So, I do these stories to have fun as well as improve my writing. When I no longer have fun, I stop. Which is why Cloaked in Biomass has not been updated for some time. But since I've taken a long enough break, I've decided to start writing again.
This fic will be a side project. Cloaked in Biomass will be my main focus. But enough about that, so, well, enjoy!
"Spartans never die."-Speech
Spartans never die -Thoughts
:Spartans never die: -Comms./Scroll
:Spartans never die: -Auntie Dot Internal speakers
:Spartans never die: -Auntie Dot external speakers
Cardin and his cronies snickered as they pushed Jaune into a locker, then laughed out loud when he pressed a button on the locker and it flew up and out of Beacon. Still laughing, they turned around only to meet their worst nightmare: the cold unwavering stare of the combat teacher. The blank expression on her face only added to her scariness. She regarded them cooly for a moment before stating, "Meet me in the arena at 9am. Don't be late." The combat teacher waited for a moment, making sure they understood her, before walking away. Cardin and his buddies gulped.
Shit.
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Five years earlier.
Noble Six, the last member of Noble still alive, apart from maybe Jun, was climbing down a literal pile of bodies. Her armor was burned, her visor cracked, her MJOLNIR was just barely working at this point. She just got to the bottom before she finally collapsed from fighting nonstop for three days without food or water as well as the injuries she had accumulated. She just laid there, not making any move to get up, finally getting a break in the fighting.
:Noble Six, I believe the Covenant are attempting to glass the area you are in: Auntie Dot said to her. She had retrieved Dot's AI chip from an ONI base east of a now glassed New Alexandria.
Six said nothing, for there was nothing to be said. She just turned herself over to see that indeed, there was a CCS-class battlecruiser above. The light in the middle of the ship just glowed brighter and brighter until finally, a giant beam of light shot out and hit the ground, turning the area around Six into glass.
Of course, fortunately for her, and unfortunately for the Covenant. Noble Six was still alive, after all, Spartans never die.
They just go missing.
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:Noble Six, wake up. Noble Six, wake up: Dot's voice cut through the peaceful sleep Noble Six was having. She opened her eyes and immediately realized a few things
Number one: She wasn't dead. Glassing meant firing a powerful lance of plasma at the surface. By all means she should've been dead, completely vaporized. Yet here she was, alive.
Number two: She was in a red forest. Reach did not have any red trees on its surface. Which meant that not only had she somehow survived the glassing, but also someone had gone through the trouble of transporting a half-ton hyper-lethal Spartan to another planet just to leave her in the middle of nowhere.
Number three, Six realized as she checked her suit's medical systems and diagnostics: She was completely fine. Same goes for her suit. She was in perfect condition, and all damage to her suit was gone. Almost like it never happened at all.
She groaned as she sat up. "Dot, where are we?" she asked the Dumb A.I.
:Unknown. I am unable to triangulate our position. I am also detecting no satellites in orbit: Dot responded.
Six froze. "What do you mean?" she said.
:There are no satellites in orbit. Either they were never there or they were destroyed:
Six opened her mouth to respond but closed it when she heard a growl behind her. She took a lot at her motion tracker and saw that there was a contact about ten meters behind her. Mentally slapping herself for not paying attention, she hastily got up, pulled her DMR of her back and pointed at the contact.
Coming out a bush was at least 2 meter tall black wolf-like creature covered in bony armor, with spikes coming from its front legs and it's back. The creature gave a roar, and Six's motion tracker lit up with new contacts. Around her, creatures just like the one in front of her except with less armor emerged from shrubs and bushes.
Frowning, Six considered her options. The creatures were obviously hostile. They expressed that when they surrounded and circled her, like hungry predators. She could fight them, but doing so would be a waste of munitions and would drastically increase her chances of getting injured. She also didn't have any idea on the creature's combat ability. Running away seemed like a better option.
Six tried to think of it as a "tactical retreat."
Snapping the DMR up Six fired twice sending two 7.62 rounds screaming downrange at 3,600 feet per second at the heavily armored creature in front of her. The first round blew the armor on its head out while the second went through the brain.
Now with a way out of the horde that surrounded her Six took off into the forest, quickly accelerating to 60kph. She could hear the creatures giving chase, but Six was too fast and there too many trees in their way to make any headway. Eventually the sounds of the pack grew quieter and quieter until she could not longer hear them. She ran for another minute, changed course, and then ran for another two minutes to make sure that they didn't follow her.
Finally slowing down, Six took a careful look around her to make sure that there was nothing in the vicinity, before allowing herself a small break.
:Noble Six: Dot said.
"What is it Dot?" Six responded.
:I am currently detecting a communications network. Shall I attempt to connect and find out where we are?:
Six paused, then nodded. "Alright, do it."
There was a brief pause of about 10 seconds before Dot spoke. :Noble Six, I believe we are on an uncharted world:
There was a brief pause before Six said, "Explain."
:There are many things here that do not exist in UNSC records. For example, the creature you fought earlier. Furthermore, the constellations also do not match with any known planet. There is also the fact that there is no mention of the UNSC anywhere on this 'Extranet,' the name for this global information network:
Six sighed. She had a feeling this was going to be a long day.
And done.
First things first, the bullet velocity of the DMR. I went to the wiki and found out the bullet and found out the velocity of the 7.62x51mm round fired by the M392, the Halo:Reach DMR. It was 2,600 ft/s or 762 m/s, in case you were wondering. I'm not a gun expert or anything, so I looked up bullet velocity of a modern 7.62 round and I found that the velocities were similar, correct me if I'm wrong. Now you have to consider that Halo is set 500 years in the future. That means in 500 years, humanity has done jack shit in making their bullets go faster. Now I understand there would be problems with over-penetration if it goes too fast, but then armor comes into play. If humanity still uses the same propellant against armor that is getting increasingly better and stronger, then there would be no point to guns, since the armor would stop every single round. Now about recoil, it is my understanding that in 500 years, you would also be able to create better recoil dampers. If I am wrong about something, please do inform me.
Second thing, I am an uncreative piece of shit. Which is why I need you guy's help for OCs. I plan to have Noble Six be a teacher at Beacon for four years, and in that time, she'll meet a lot of students. I'll list what I want you guys to tell me about your OC below. PM me with them. Oh yeah, don't make them overpowered as hell.
Name:
Age(Don't make it be anything ridiculous, like having a fourth-year be 15 years old.):
Gender:
In what year they will be in when Team RWBY and JNPR are first-years:
Physical description:
Amount of Aura(Ex. Moderate, high, low):
Semblance:
Weapon:
Fighting Style:
Personality:
Traits:
Background:
Anything else you want to tell me about your OC:
Alright, please review and shit.