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Arcadia, Pirth City Spaceport
February 9th, 2531

"What had I gotten myself into?"

That seemed to be the repeated thought that ran through my head for the last hour. It was just a typical afternoon, and I arrived back home from school. Dad was still at work with the Security office and wouldn't be home till later. So it was just me at home. Turning to my living room, I press the power button for the TV and saw the local news on. With the lady on the screen telling people about the local weather the city was going to have. No surprise it was going to be sunny all week.

I figured out after living here for nearly for nearly five years that the weather here is pretty consistent with mainly three seasons I doubled Spring, Summer, and hell. Being an Earthborn child this place was both a paradise and a torment. As much as I love the beaches, I miss the snow and winter.

The lady then went over to a local incident regarding the Inserection presence on the planet. By then I was only half listening to it at this point as I walked into the kitchen.

Mainly because my opinion on the Insurrection isn't very high, they went around disrupting everyone's lives just because the UEG and UNSC didn't meet with their standards and decided to make everyone's lives miserable in the process.

The one good thing out of all their petty rebel acts was that his father trained him early in his life with firearms and took some kickboxing classes. Heck, dad even bought me my first two guns for my birthday and for Chrismas.

The thought of it still made me smile as I fill up a cup of water.

Dad got me an M6C pistol with a black finish for my sweet fifteen birthday along with a holster and belt along with spare magazines and pouches for them. It was the same kind of pistol that the UNSC military uses in all their branches. We ended up going to a local firing range every weekend for four months straight shooting up targets. Even made a small competition to see who could outshoot the other. Taught me how to strip it and clean it too.

Dad got so proud of me it led to him giving me my newest gun. An M45 combat shotgun.

Now, most parents would think that giving a teenager an 8-gauge shotgun would be irresponsible for a parent to give. I say to hell with them. Firing that thing for the first time may have been the best eye opener in my young life. Aside from the bruised shoulder and a month of upper body training my SD instructor giving me I couldn't be happier with it. We also went to the firing range every weekend again so I could get used to the recoil and shooting. It still hurt to shoot it but still was fun to shoot. The last time a striped to clean it I pulled out the stopper in the loading tube. Now It could hold all six shots instead of three like they have in the military.

I have pulled away from my happy thoughts when I hear a blaring alert coming from the TV. Walking back into the living room I saw an alert message from the TV, and my body stopped cold from what I saw. The UNSC emergency broadcast. On the screen was an officer dressed in military BDU's standing over a podium.

"Attention people of Arcadia. This is General Garza, commander of all the forces on Arcadias planetary forces." The general announced. "As of twenty minutes ago planetary sensors were tripped showing two Covenant warships coming out of slip space."

My blood ran cold at this announcement of humanity's first contact with an alien species. I had heard the news, we all did from what they did on Harvest. Multiple species of religious genocidal aliens were campaigning to wipe out humanity in the name of alien gods. It brought excitement and fear knowing that they were here now. It was also a side reason why Dad had got him those weapons and taught me the emergency exit plan should he not be home should it happen. Should they ever find us, I would be ready to act to least defend myself if they came. Now I fear that day has come.

"Our forces in orbit had successfully defeated and destroyed one of these ships." He said showing a little bit of pride in his grim features before getting back to his former look."But we have lost two of the four ships in orbit and the second ship is on its way down two the planet, and we can't halt its advance. As of now, I am issuing a planet-wide evacuation of all civilian centers on Arcadia. All civilians are to evacuate to the nearest spaceport or orbital elevator for the immediate evacuation of Arcadia. Militia and local law enforcement are to direct as many civilians to these areas as fast they can... Good luck to everyone. May God help us all." He finished before the feed cut.

My body was locked up from the news given out. My mind was going a million kilometers an hour at humanities enemy at our doorstep. MY Doorstep.

The sound of city sirens and people screams flooded me with fear. The ringing of my phone brought me out of my stupor and saw it was Dad calling, bringing it up to my ear I answered. "Dad!"

"Ruger! Thank god, where are you?" My Dad asked.

"I'm home. I just saw the emergency broadcast... Dad their here." I said fearfully.

"I know son. Now listen to me very carefully son. I'm stuck on the other side of the city with the Covent are making their way down on us, and I can't make it home in time to get you." He explained. "I have yours and my guns locked up in the safe along with two bug out bags for the both of us. Both of them hold copy's of our ID's, birth certificates, as well as weapon licenses so the UNSC can't take our guns. Go there now."

I complied as went to my Dads room to were the safe was. Opening up the closet and spotted two identical black bags. "Ok, I'm here."

"Good, grab one then head to the safe. The combination for the electronic lock to the safe is 27665." Doing as I was told I grab the first black bag I saw and punched in the code on the safe. Getting a satisfying click as the door unlocks. Revealing three weapons inside. My M6C pistol and M45 shotgun along with my Dads self-customizable M7/Caseless submachinegun. There was also ammo for all three weapons and my Dad's spare tactical vest and a pair of battery-powered sound suppression ear muffs.

"It's open."

"Good job son. Now listen to me." And I did.

"I'm not going to be able to get to you before the Covent makes landfall. The apartment is just a little more than two kilometers from the spaceport and people are already running for their lives in the streets and are blocking traffic everywhere. You need to prepare yourself to fast track yourself there. I've been ordered by ground control to be there to assist with evac and won't be there to protect you. You are going to need to get brave now and get there yourself."

Swallowing the lump forming in my throat, I understood what he meant. "I-I understand..."

"Son... Ruger. If I don't find you at the spaceport, then you get on a ship and leave. Just know that I love you son and always will." My chest started to ack. "You got to be strong now. For yourself, this is the real deal."

The sound of an explosion sound on the phone quickened my heart, "Dad!?"

"There here son there going after the comunicat-BEEB BEEB BEEB." Looking down at the phone I saw that the single was cut off. The sound of multiple aircraft flying outside drew my attention looking out I saw a lot of fast purple dots out in the distance.

Thinking on the fly, I quickly went and over to my room and pulled out a few things. The first being was my holster for my pistol, and there pouches. Followed by a pair of combat boots, tan cargo pants, and my favorite jacket. As quickly as I could, I put on the pants and slipped on the boots before grabbing the rest. Over to my desk where the last of my essential items was a small copper locket with a set of UNSC Dog Tags.

It was a simple locket but it once owned by my mother hooked around the chain of my mother's Dog tags. They were recovered and sent home us when we learned of her passing. The last thing there was my mother's ring that was also looped with it.

Pocketing them, I doubled back to my Dad's room and went to work on putting on the tactical vest and ear muffs. It took me less than ten seconds to put it on before I worked on filling up the pouches with ammo. I filled my M6C mags before pocketing them on my belt, followed by holstering my pistol on my right side. I then Rolled up my favorite jacket and stuffed it in my bug out bag. With that done I finished loading up the ammo on my belt with ammo for my M6C and shotgun. With that done I glanced out to see smoke out in the distance. It was then I can hear the sound of people screaming.

Fearing for my life, I pocketed the ammo for my Dad's gun as well before picking it up and looked it over. The gun was already customized with a tactical flashlight and a reflex sight. I haven't had much experience with using it like my two, but I took it anyway and placed it in a sling on my side.

An explosion occurred outside shook the apartment to the point that forced me down to a knee. Suddenly feeling my life expectancy slowly slipping away.

"Ok time to go!" I grabbed my bag and threw it over my shoulder before grabbing hold my of my shotgun in a low ready position began loading it with buckshot as I made my way to the door.

Reaching my door, I take one last look over my shoulder at the place I've called home. Both the good and the bad. Just to the side was a picture of my family.

It was the last picture that was taken of his mother before she left for the last time.

Without a second thought, I grab the frame, pulled the picture out and stuffed it in the same pocket as my mother tags were in.

Opening the front door the sounds of screams and explosions could be heard more clearly. Walking out further I watch as purple aircraft fly around in the air dropping green bombs onto cars and people out on the streets in front of me.

My mind thought back to all the war movies I've watched in all my life and found them to be sorely lacking in the horror department. The more I looked, the less I wanted to be here. With that, I began my track to the Spaceport. While I ran towards the direction of the Spaceport, staying low to avoid hostile fire. Making my way down the street, I saw my first alien right in front of me.

It wasn't that tall, but it looked scary nonetheless. It stood on two legs and sorta reminded me of a prehistoric bird. Carried a long purple rifle in its claws point right aT ME!

"Yipe!" I jumped to the side as a pair of green plasma shot by. Acting quickly I raised my shotgun up a fired my first shot at the alien.

"BOOM!"

The pellets of my buckshot seemed to turn the aliens head into an exploding melon.

"That's it...?"

I was a bit dumbfounded at what just occurred. I had just killed my first alien and was so easy to do so. It felt a bit of a letdown, to be honest.

An alien roar tore me away from my thoughts as a new alien appeared. This was a different alien, and it was tall standing at nearly eight feet. Wearing shiny blue armor from head to toe. It looked like some lizard with dark gray lizard-like skin and had no bottom jaw. Instead, it had four members instead that split into four different directions as it gave what sounded like commands to the other little aliens. It then pointed at me with one claw while the other held another kind of energy weapon. The little once were just slightly smaller them me. Carrying large orange tanks on their backs and masks over their faces. They also carried small green energy weapons similar to the bigger one. My analysis of them was soon cut off when one of them fired a baseball size glob of plasma at me, making me duck in a nearby alleyway.

My breath was already as heavy as adrenaline rushed through my body as I ran. There was no way I was going to be able to fight that many by my self. All that mattered was getting to the spaceport. The alleyway ended with me out rushing out onto the street. What I saw I could bearly hold back the growing bulge that was trying to come up from my stomach.

Bodies. Everywhere...

The Covenant had already been through there and cut everyone down. The smell of burnt flesh was heavy as I gaged. I couldn't take what was going on here this was too much for me! Shaking my head of what surrounded me, I went back to the task at hand. I needed to focus.

"Spaceport. Need to get to the Spaceport." I repeated that over and over in my head for a few seconds to get it through. Feeling a sudden sense of movement behind me, I look to see one of the little aliens that shot at me earlier appearing out of the way I came. Working my gun around I set my sights on the invader and pulled the trigger.

"CLICK!"

Panic filled me, I filled it with six shells and only fired it once when... Oh.

"BANG!" Bright blue blood stained the ground.

I forgot. 'Pump' action shotgun. I am so glad no one saw that. I would have probably died of embarrassment faster then the aliens would. With that, I moved on as quickly as I could down the road. Now noticing a few dead aliens along the way. The sound of more of those alien purple air flew through the air followed by something 'bigger.'

Looking up I see a UNSC heavy transport. Though I've only ever seen them in pictures, I recognize it as a D20 Herons. Something they use to drop bases on planets. If that's so, then the military must be getting more involved with the evacuation. Meaning I'm running out of time before the civilian transports leave.

Looking ahead of me I see the city's rail system. I use them every day to get to school. The rail I'm currently looking at gave me an idea. This particular rail line was connected to the station near the underground traffic lanes near to the spaceport two stations down. As long as I stay off the central power line that makes the trains go then I could safely head straight there with risk bumping into any more aliens down on the street.

With the plan in my head, I slung my shotgun on my back and lifted my Dads M7 in front of me. If I'm on the rails it will give me a better range then the shotgun would from up there. Jumping over the ticket gate was a little fun before running up the stairs and onto the station's boarding platform.

With no one in sight, human or alien, I jumped on the track and started making my way down the track. It was then I saw the full extent of the invasion in front of me. Smoke and fires were everywhere with the city. I was literally watching the life I had for the last five years go up in flames. Covenant and UNSC fighters weaved around buildings in their own individual aerial dogfights. The sight made me pick the pace more as I ran fighting seemed to be worsening the closer I got to the spaceport. An explosion in the air catches my attention.

It was the sight of a UNSC Pelican dropship falling out of the sky. I stopped my stride as I watched in stun horror as it rapidly descends in front of me. Then crashes onto the rail I'm standing on. The crash shook the rail line making me stumble. Looking at the crashed Pelican, it crashed on its sides with moke rose up and out of its engines. It also had its troop compartment facing me. I have heard of people serving spectacular crashes so with a seance of duty I ran over to the crash site.

Reaching the down Pelican, I went over to the troop compartment doors and started banging on it.

"Hey is anyone alive in there?! If you can hear me make some noise!" I called out. It didn't take long as I saw the bottom lip of the troop bay open up and a barrel of a gun stuck out. Its owner was a man dressed in Marien body armor. As soon as he saw me he visibly relaxed as made his way out of the crash waved his hand to someone out of view. "You guys alright? I had a front-row seat of your crash."

"Most of are alright. Pilots didn't make it though. Where are we?" He asked as three more Marines pooped and went about securing the area around the troop bay door. With more on their way out.

"You guys crashed right on one of the city's rail line," I answered.

"What are you doing on it then?" The Marien questioned. I looked in the corner of my vision saw a medic doing a single arm carry of another soldier out the Pelican.

"Roads down below aren't safe. Figure getting up high on the city's rail line would be a good idea to avoid the Covenant down below on the street. "

"This kids got smarts sarge. "One of the other Marines commented.

"Plus," I continued. "This particular rail line led directly to one of the stations near the spaceport till your ride blocking the way." All the Marines looked at what position their Pelican was in.

"Sorry about that," The Marine Sargent I've been talking to said. "I'm Sargent Irwin of the Spirit of Fire."

"I'm Ruger and don't worry about it. I know the rail lines pretty well. Where were you guys heading anyway? I can give you guys directions?" I offered.

"We were on our way to the spaceport to help in escorting civilians when Covent presents were increasing by the minute. I don't suppose you can tell us and shortcuts?" Sgt Irwin asked.

Looking around I recognized the area as one of the less developed areas on the outskirts of the city. More open ground and fewer buildings. Looking a bit closer was the freeway that lined up to the rail line we were standing on. The only problem with using that was everyone had to jump over three feet across and two meters down. It was a bit of a stretch, but it was doable. The freeway also veered off away from the spaceport, but not by much and led to the heavily used traffic tunnels that led into the city. With the plan in mind, I told it to the marines.

"We can take the freeway the rest of the way. Following it can lead us to the traffic tunnels that run throughout the city from there, I can guide you to where you need to be." I explained. He looked at me and nodded his head at me.

"Sounds like a solid plan. Alright, Marines! Pack it up and scrounge up any supplies we're moving." He said as he addressed the others before turning back to mean. "You're staying with us till we get you a ride off-world, and we're counting on you to be our guide can we count on you?" I nodded. "Good... Umm, you know how to use those kid?" He pointed at my guns to which I held them close.

"I've already killed two aliens today with my shotgun," I replied to which the Sagent laughed at my answer before his face grew serious.

"You hear that boys? This civilian already took down more bad aliens then us today. Which means we've got to step it up! Ok people up and down onto that freeway!" Motion his men over.

One by one I watched three of the six marines jump down onto the freeway. Sgt Irwin motioned me to go next. I nodded and with a small running jump and landed a bit harder then I would have liked.

"You ok there, killer?"The squad medic asked.

"Peachy," I growled as I stood up straight. By then the rest had made it down. "Take a left here and down the next exit. It'll lead us to where we need to go."

"Alright, Jack, Lane, take point everyone else double line formation." Sgt Irwin ordered before turning to me. "Ruger, you stay by me. Will get you out of here."

With that, the seven of us moved down towards the exit. No one spoke as we walked. Not wanting to attract any attention to ourselves. After a few minutes of marching, lane stops and motions us to get down. He then takes two fingers, points them at his eyes then points me points a ways away. Looking at where he pointed, I spotted several aliens and a giant monstrosity down the way from the traffic tunnel.

"Shit, Covenant Wraith right near we need to be."Sgt Irwin sighed before he looked at another one of his Marines. "Hey Clean got anything to take out that thing?"

"Sorry, Sarg. Lost the launcher on impact. All we got with enough punch is a few demo charges," Clean replied.

I heard Sgt Irwin cursed at the info.

"Are those things remote controlled?"

The two Marines looked at me "What?"

"Can they detonate from a remote control?" I repeated.

"Limited to a hundred meters," Clean said.

"Well, we are on the freeway, and they aren't."

"Yea?" Irwin said with a look that said he wanted the point.

"We don't necessarily need to kill them to get to where to be. If we tossed a few of those charges over the side here and get close to the tunnel. We can make an explosion to distract them and let us slip by." It felt like I had all six pair of eyes on me.

"That doesn't sound like a bad idea Sarg." One of the other Marines commented to which the Sargent agreed with a nod of his head before looking over at Clean.

"Toss a few over and set it on an electric timer for four minutes." Clean nodded and pulled off the backpack he had on his back a pulled out a few cube looking objects. Tapped it a few times on a small screen before tossing them off the freeway. With that, we all started rush whall we all tried to stay low to the ground. It didn't take long for us to reach the off-ramp and with a good view of the tunnel entrance but there was little cover and a lot of open ground between here and there. "Everyone single file stay low and hug the wall. We don't know if there are any snipers in the area and I'm not keen on finding out."

With that, we all crouched down and did as we were told. I reached up and wiped a bit of sweat off my face, all the excitement was getting to me and wasn't sure if I should be scared or find this fun.

When we reached the end of the exit, the Sargent peaked out from cover and couldn't help but do the same. From our position, the Covenant had been idle around their tank. It was then the charges detonated and the Covenant lept into action as both the squad of ground troops and the tank turned and made their way in its direction.

"Huh. That worked out better than I thought?" I said aloud. The Marinas around me gave out some quiet laughs.

"Alright settle down we still got a job to do so let's get to it." Sgt Irwin announced and received several "Yes sir's'" from everyone.

With that out of the way, we all moved towards the entrance before Lane held up a hand. "Whoe hold up! somethings coming."

We all tensed up with our weapons drawn at the tunnel. Through the microphones of my battery ear muffs I the sound of something with an engine headed towards us. It wasn't long to a set of headlights belonging to a UNSC Warthog. It was then followed by a Scorpion tank and over two dozen Marines, with several of them being ODST's.

My eyes grew wide at the sight of the THREE Spartans in there super power armor.

ONI had only shown the rest of the galaxy the Spartan program. I remember the reactions of everyone were mixed about them. Now there were three here on his world fighting aliens. One carried a chaingun that should be used on a mounted vehicle, another had a huge shoulder-mounted rocket launcher, and the last had something on his shoulder that I couldn't recognize.

My attention was then drawn to the bald man behind big gun on the Warthog as he called out to Sgt Irwin.

"Irwin! Good to see you made it." The bald man said as his Warthog stopped and eyed each the Marines and me. With his gaze lingering on me a moment longer than the others.

"What's happening Forge? We were just making it to the spaceport." Sgt Irwin questioned.

"Spaceports overrun and the remaining evac shuttles have already left." Forge replied.

My face paled, and heart sank at the news given. The spaceport was lost to the Covenant and the ships already left. My thoughts then went to my father as he was supposed to defend the port. And if these soldiers say it was lost then more then likely I've just lost my father.

My father could be dead, the spaceport is gone, and the civilian evac ships are gone. Now all that seems for me between killer aliens and me are this handful of soldiers and the guns on me.

Just what had I've gotten myself into?!

Hello Fanfic

I like to thank all you readers for taking a moment to read my story. This is the first story I've done that I've written involving Halo and RWBY. The RWBY portion will be explained in the next chapter after this.