Voi, Earth, 2552.
A Pelican Takes Off, Flying Over The Site Of A Battle, Marines Are Riding The Pelican To Return To A Base In The Vicinity. A Lone Marine, Looking Out At The Sea, Is Remembering What Happened During The Battle. MARINE 1: “Hey, Kid.” LONE MARINE: “Yeah?” MARINE 1: “I’m Sorry About What Happened To Your Squad Out There, They Deserved Better.” LONE MARINE: “Why Would You Care?” MARINE 1: “Because I Lost My Squad Too.” LONE MARINE: “When? What Happened?” MARINE 1: “We Were On Reach, New Alexandria, Just When We Thought The Battle Was Over, The Covena-” MARINE 2: “Scarab! Firing On Us! Pilot! Get Us Landed! GET US LANDED!” The Scarab Beam Hit The Defenseless Pelican, Causing It To Crash Into The Side Of A Cliff. The Lone Marine, Still Alive, Woke Up From The Crash. Having To Hold On To Something To Not Fall Out Of The Vertical Facing Pelican. 5 HOURS LATER. The Faint Sound Of A Falcon Echoed Through The Desolate Wasteland, This Meant The Marine Was Saved. The Marine Hopped On The Falcon, The Aircraft Took Off, The Marine Could Finally Rest His Eyes, All The Way Back To Base.
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