W117 and his new team of spartans were getting ready for an attack on a covenant remnant super carrier at the site of the forerunner Halo installation 04 from what ONI spies could tell them they were protecting a giant crystal for some reason ... their mission was to secure the crystal for ONI team Kilo-05 to take a look at it ... when they got the chance to at least. (marine): Fireteam Omega three minutes till HALO (High Altitude Low Opening) drop. (W117): ok team you're EVA reentry packs working still?
"Everythingn is ready..." Dust said. He wasn't a spartan of many words, but he let his actions speak for him. He was getting ready his shotgun and M7S submachine gun (the silenced one from ODST).
(W117): Isaac you ready? *pulls out twin experimental plasma SMG's checks if they would work by shooting them at the floor places them on the twin magnetic holsters on his legs and checks his lightrifle for defects*
0Z97 said nothing, but rather, gave a nod. He had his sword, three grenades (Two frag one napalm), a custom zoom scope white and blue sniper rifle, and his trusty white/blue 44. Magnum. He was ready for this.
(Marine (on comms)): guys you got to see this! *video footage appears on their HUD's* (ODST (on comms)): the crystal seems to be radiating some sort of energy similar to slipspace portals. (W117): Pilot get us closer. (Marine): yes sir. Suddenly the crystal fired a beam directly upwards and opened up a slipspace portal ... right above the pelican (W117): hold on! the last thing he heard was the distinct beeping of his shields depleting. 5 minutes later (W117): Unnh what happened? Dust! Isaac! you alright! what happened to my body?!
Dust woke up near the crashed pelican. He stood up and tried to walk, but soon fell down, "what the..." he soon realized he was different. As he tried his best to walk, he saw a little pond, took off his helmet and looked at himself,. "...!" He was speechless of what he saw.
0Z97 was awake before them, his mental state off course by a little, he could only laugh, "The looks on your faces right now." He said in a dark and deep tone. He was a Spartan Two, one of the very last of his kind, he was taller and buffer in muscle than the rest. He couldn't help but smirk, but, with the helmet on his face no one could tell, "I've scouted the area, no incoming bogies nor hazards."
Z97 shook his head, "KIA, a large piece of metal sticking through the body vertically splitting the head all the way to the waist. No other units survived either, either they were bashed into the ship itself, or an item impaled them." He looked around, still getting use to the new look.
"Plants, wooden wolves, cartoon birds, weird berries and crazy monkeys, should I continue?" 97 asked, sounding a little like a smart-ass.
"This place is weird..." Dust said grabbing his SMG with his... hoof. He somehow managed to grab it, he didn't knew how, but he didn't care. He just sighed,
(W117): No don't continue ... I'm going to try to get a good vantage point this forest is too thick to see 30 metres i wonder why i also cant use these new wings as well. *starts climbing a tree flapping his new wings*
(totally forgot i was in this.XD) SkyDust was having his usual routine training and then he notices Will. he flies down to the tree next to him and like a bird,lands on a branch without difficulty. "having trouble with your wings,rookie?" he looked at will with a smirk.
Dust exited the pelican and started looking around. He noticed he had wings, so he started to use them to fly a little. He was struggling to use them, but quickly got used to it. "Like flying in a jet pack..." he said.
Z97 was already outside, trying to fix a radio. He was almost successful, he needed a few wiring in order to get it operating correctly, and the Pelican sure as hell did not did not have any of the correct ones. He used his Helmets Microphone Radio to speak with the squad leader, "The radio is almost done, there is a problem though. The radio needs two new wires and there is none from what I could dig up."
