In honor of Halo Reach and its successfulness and Christmas coming up i would like to share this poem by AfterTheFire1 Twas the night before, the Fall of Reach Not a creature was stirring, not even The Chief The Civilians just shopped, they didn't care Hoping that the Covenant would never be there The Chief was nestled all snug in his chamber While dreaming of tea bagging a bunch of elite Rangers And Halsey in her lab was wishing for Spartan 3's Could see the coming of Winter Con-tin-gency When out in the field, there arose such an explosion "My sensor, my sensor! It detects alot of motion" Pull out my pistol and pull the trigger in a flash To mow down a line grunts screaming as they dashed The sun on the breast of an evergreen field Horror and death, is all this would yield Wow, what to my wondering eyes should appear A Covie drop ship, the length of a light year A Pelican approached, so lively and quick I knew in a moment, it must be Noble 6 More rapid than Moa, his squad members came And he screamed and he shouted and called them by name "Now Jun, and Emile, and Carter and Kat" Jorge came with his turret, shortly after that "To the end of the field, to the top of the hill!" "Stop em in their tracks Spartans" - They were born to kill As dry leaves that before were only covered in mud Were now soaked in a thicker Covie Blue blood So up to the hill top, the Falcon flew With all of Noble, and number 6 too And then, in a moment, I heard over the Com "They are everywhere! and they are dropping bombs!" I threw on my helmet and was turning around Down came a Falcon,again, with Noble Team a bound They were all dressed in metal, from head to their feet Their acquaintance, No covie bastard wished to meet Their armor grand, amazing, customized and unreal I had to ask "What rank do you get that helm Emile?" Then a WartHog, dropped in for us out of the sky I was going to be Noble7, I could see it in their eyes Kat threw up her arms and proclaimed, "I'll Drive" "No!", said the rest of Noble, "we wish to stay alive" I tightly gripped the wheel, made me feel alive I ramped over a hill, and made that pig fly Rockets from the Hog screamed over my head Killionaire MF'ers!, that was 10 covies dead! A Grunt was chubby and plump, a right jolly ol elf More horrifying than I imagined, I thought, in spite of myself In the blink of an eye and twist of his head Noble 6 assassinated him, he was real dead 6 spoke not a word, but went straight to his job He filled up on ammo, grenades and scooped up a Fuel Rod And pointing his finger straight at the pillar of autumn I knew what he meant, I understood, I got em He sprang off his 'Goose, to his team he gave a whistle No one had responded, they all went tragically missin' In the distance, I heard 6 scream, "For Reach, For HumanBeings" but Reach was soon gone, but this, was only the beginning. Forum on, NADER121