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Halo 2 Fight For Earth: Home Today, Gone Tomorrow
Posted By: HunterKiller<Tomarrow4123@aol.com>
Date: 30 July 2003, 10:00 PM


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Halo 2 Fight For Earth: Home Today, Gone Tomorrow

"Unless you enter the tiger's lair, you cannot get hold of the tiger's cubs."
Sun Tzu -The Art of War

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26 June, 2553
The Pelicans landed in Washington D.C. The marines would have a short three-day break too see their families and all the reserves would be put on duty.. Unfortunately for him, Morris had no family and he didn't even want to see Hannah. Colonel Williams offered to take him over to his place in Maryland for the break. Morris accepted, so now they were on a plane bound for Baltimore, where Mrs. Williams would pick them up. Colonel Williams had become a kind of father figure to Ben. Ben's parents died in a car crash when he was twelve.
      The plane rolled off the tarmac at 1400 hrs. The flight went well, for at least half of the flight. An explosion came from the aft of the plane. It lurched forward. Another explosion shook the plane. The pilot's voice came over the comm. System.

      Everybody, this is the captain speaking. It appears that a bomb has exploded in the aft and we're going down. I urge you to remain calm and put on your emergency parachutes in the compartment above your head. The stewardess' will tell you how to work your parachutes and we will jump off the plane.

      Morris and Williams both grabbed there parachutes and went to the door. "Okay, on three I'm going to open the door." He grabbed the door handle. "One, two, three!" He jerked open the door, and paper and peanut wrappers started flying out the door. "Morris, you get every one up here, we'll be last off!" he yelled over the wind blowing.
      Morris went aft and yelled over the screaming and crying. "I need everybody to calm down, and get in a single file line and walk up to the first-class corridor. My friend and I will help you out. When you leave the plane count to ten then pull your rip chord that is on your left shoulder."
      Everyone calmed down and began coming up to the forward cabin where Williams and Morris helped every one jump out. Morris looked out the door, the ground was getting awful damn close. They had ¾ of the people out when Morris went up to the pilot's cabin. He poked his head in, "What's our altitude?"
      "5,000 feet, and closing."
      "Shit! About ¾ of the passengers are off the plane. You should come aft soon."
      Ben returned to the first-class compartment and helped the rest of the passengers off the plane. Morris and Williams checked each other's parachutes once more. Williams said, "You go first, I'm right behind you."
      "Yes sir." Said Morris, and jumped.
      The air was rushing around him, it felt weird falling from about 3,000 feet. He began to count in his head.
      one
      two
      three
      four
      five
      six
      seven
      eight
      nine
      ten!
       He reached up to his left shoulder and pulled the rip chord. The parachute came out of its pack and jerked up on his crotch. Now since the straps go between the legs, those straps had to go somewhere, so they found their place of attack and squished one of the twins down there. "oooowwwwwwwww!" he said as the straps came up.
      He got used to the pain after a few seconds and calmed his muscles shithe thought I forgot to tell them not too tense up when they land! Damn! Morris looked over to the right, Williams had caught up with him, he waved. Morris waved back and braced himself for the landing.
      All the passengers had landed when he did, he came down with a thud! The kids were crying, the adults were screaming. "What the hell are they screaming about." Said Morris as Williams landed. Morris pulled off his chute and stood. Williams stood and said, "I'll tell ya what they're screaming about." He said pointing south "Look at Washington."
      Morris wheeled around on his heel. And stared at Washington. Yellow and orange columns were rising from the city. "Holy shit! They got Washington."
      "We were lucky Morris. Looks like we got out just before the attack."
      Morris continued to watch as the airplane came down on top of the city. "I think the folks on the hill want us back at Washington, sir."
      "You read my thoughts Morris. We better get going now."
      "What about all these people."
      "they need to stay here."
      Morris yelled at every one, "Every one stay calm. The colonel and I are going back to Washington. We'll send a platoon back to get you. Just stay calm and we'll be back soon."
      An older man stood, he was in his forties. "I'm going with you."
      "Do you have any former military experience sir." Asked Morris
      "Yes I do sir, I was with UNSC for seven years before I retired."
      "What's your name?"
      "Chuck Crea."
      "Are you up to a three mile run."
      "Yah, that's child's play."
      "Okay, we need to get going now."
      "Well let's get going." Said Crea
      They took off running.

To Be Continued





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