I’ve decided to post my first fan-fiction. (Great…) It’s going to be part of a much larger project of mine called The Second Class. Here I’ve decided to give somewhat of a taste of what I’m trying to achieve, none of which will probably get into the project unless given much praise
“Chief”, said one of the trainees as he started walking towards the door. The look in his face, all of their faces, it was a look of determination and honor that was taught to them. “We’ll fight, for everybody.” the look in the trainees eyes began to fade, he was being put to sleep and it was finally time for his augmentations to begin. Had ONI not started their campaign to sacrifice as many Spartan-III as possible, the budget for this class would allow them to use newer and safer augmentations. This wouldn’t be lives spent, these were the wasted lives that ONI allowed to happen. It was difficult enough to have MJOLNIR armor scheduled for their use. Thinking back he realized that he had made the same mistake that the lead scientist has, he had grown attached and was even as much a father figure to them as she was a mother.
I’m really looking for feedback, I’m tired so I didn’t put much effort into grammar. I also tried to remain vague so that no characters would be revealed. Thanks for any feedback, I’m hoping that my efforts in writing pay off and I can do something original one day.