Authors Note:[b]I want to send this out to bungie and all the b.net fans,Halo fans ect. Short funny story. Can't wait till Destiny. For my nephews.[/b] [Location:Earth: Island off the coast of New Mombasa. Year:(2553)9Th Age of Reclamation. Spring Time.] Dyth woke up blinking as the strange sun hovered over head. He had been waiting for rescue for some time now as his drop ship had been hit. He was lucky it had crashed so close yet he was stuck in the grimy present. Checking his methane levels he sighed as the sun rose. Thinking back it seemed bad might have been yet he made it to this island. Yet he felt as if he were getting old. Then again being a hermet kept him out of the war. Witnessing ships leaving he figured that they left him. What he was glad about yet again was that there was no Brute to boss him around or an Elite. He had it pretty good. No one threatening to dismember him. A sound in one of the trees as a monkey came down running around in circles. It hugged his leg. He petted it unsure about the creature. He could suffocate on this planet. He did not want to find out what that would be like. Monkey liked shiny objects. It kept taking his communicator. It was busted being drenched in water. He chased after the monkey who stole it yet again." Hey you ..give that back.!" It darted between his legs. It began the chase. The Dyth chased after this monkey for several hours. Catching the monkey who let his communicator go. He dusted off sand setting the monkey down who loved the chase. Both of there hearts were pounding. He bent over picking up his communicator. Mr. Monkey hoped on his shoulder mimicking him." Well its broke anyways." Putting it on his chest once again. Heading back to his camp. He checked his supplies. Once again mister monkey got into things. It nearly ate his lunch. He took it away afraid. In a worried tone." No..you will die if you eat that. Our food is not the same as it is on this planet." The monkey did back flips trying to be cute but the Grunt sighed." Sorry just you can not eat our food." Patting the little monkey on the head sadly. His rations were not much but he had been stretching them out for about sixty days. It was good he was not in the war anymore. If there was a war. He was a mechanic. Many thought this was funny especially farmers. Others like his race of Unggoy were just dull. He found the other races interesting. Still he wore the orange of a footslogger. His suit was looking bad these days. Then again he was alive. He did have a friend. It was time for him to enjoy a sunset. Mr. Monkey joined fallowing the little grunt. Mimicking him like a little duckling. They sat on the beach watching the sun go down. Then a interesting thing happened. They both sat on the white sand. movement in the water caught both there eyes. It seemed like a big fish till something strode in out of the surf. Dyth's mouth hung open thinking it was some strange monster coming to get them. the monkey closed it for him. Blinking at this Scuba diver. She was wearing a black body suit. Seeing both the monkey and the alien her eyes went wide." Covys!" He stood up surrendering putting his arms up." I surrender." She nearly dove back in the water. Then paused looking at the two. He spoke English." I surrender." saying it a second time." Oh...well hold on i will call for help." Taking out a radio from a water proof bag. Hour later the dark haired pretty lady with the Grunt and his monkey friend were air lifted out by pelican. Two marines stood near but there was no need to put there prisoner in cuffs. Dyth was returned to his people. His monkey pal rode on his shoulder all over. Wearing a little mask. many would ask about the monkey. He simply told them." Now that the war is over we can focus on making friends." That monkey would see things no human did and traveled further than any monkey. They would travel till the time came when they would part ways. [Edited on 12.11.2012 1:11 PM PST]