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[Novel] Memoirs of an ODST (COMPLETE)

[i][quote]"I volunteered for it . Volunteered to drop in a titanium box, volunteered for the most risky job in the UNSC. I volunteered to become an ODST marine, or a "Helljumper", as they were known throughout the corps. It wasn't out of patriotic pride, or anything like that. It was for revenge."[/quote][/i] This is the first book in the [i]Memoirs[/i] trilogy, and is primarily set during the conflict of Harvest. [b]COMPLETED -- If you have the time, please read.[/b] [url=]Memoirs of an ODST - PDF[/url] Partake upon an epic adventure through the eyes of one who's seen it all. Memoirs of an ODST Book I, first in an epic trilogy by Wolverfrog. Please don't be put off by the first few parts, I was young and inexperienced, but after a few it really warms up. So, enjoy the story, you should be able to find at least a part on each page of this topic, And of course, there's a lovely little chapter list below. Whatever you choose to do, please leave valuable feedback, as I take everyone's thoughts into consideration. Enjoy! ~[i]Wolverfrog[/i] [u] [b]Chapter List[/b] [/u] [url=]Part One - Contact + Chapter list[/url] [url=]Part Two - Enrolement[/url] [url=]Part Three - Suit up[/url] [url=]Part Four - A Plan[/url] [url=]Part Five - Breaking In[/url] [url=]Part Six - Sabotage[/url] [url=]Part Seven - Tick Tock[/url] [url=]Part Eight - Refuge[/url] [url=]Part Nine - Let's get started[/url] [url=]Part Ten - Time to Drop...[/url] [url=]Part Eleven - Hope you revised[/url] [url=]Part Twelve - Detonation[/url] [url=]Part Thirteen - It ain't over, 'til it's over[/url] [url=]Part Fourteen - Feet first into hell[/url] [url=]Part Fifteen - The road to Utgard[/url] [url=]Part Sixteen - Interrogated[/url] [url=]Part Seventeen - The Captial City[/url] [url=]Part Eighteen - Investigation [/url] [url=]Part Nineteen - Recon[/url] [url=]Part Twenty - Gone Fishin' [/url] [url=]Part Twenty one - Sacrifice [/url] [url=]Part Twenty Two - Rescue [/url] [url=]Part Twenty Three - Meet the Spartans[/url] [url=]Part Twenty Four - Ragnarok[/url] [url=]Part Twenty Five - An unpleasant history[/url] [url=]Part Twenty Six - Ambush[/url] [url=]Part Twenty Seven - Behind enemy lines[/url] [url=]Part Twenty Eight - Welcome to the URF[/url] [url=]Part Twenty Nine - Promotion, URF style[/url] [url=]Part Thirty - Insubordination[/url] [url=]Part Thirty One - Breaking an entry[/url] [url=]Part Thirty Two - Rescued[/url] [url=]Part Thirty Three - FNG[/url] [url=]Part Thirty Four - The Cole Protocol[/url] [url=]Part Thirty Five - Into the Fiery Depths...[/url] [url=]Part Thirty Six - Hell's passage[/url] [url=]Part Thirty Seven - Ras Mai'ee[/url] [url=]Part Thrity Eight - I know what the troopers like...[/url] [url=]Part Thirty Nine - Where heroes fall[/url] [url=]Epilogue[/url] [quote][/quote] More to come soon! [b]Fan art[/b] [url=]Farm Boy, by Insanityxii[/url] [b]Part 1 - Contact[/b] I volunteered for it . Volunteered to drop in a titanium box, volunteered for the most risky job in the UNSC. I volunteered to become an ODST marine, or a "Helljumper", as they were known throughout the corps. It wasn't out of patriotic pride, or anything like that. It was for revenge. Twenty years ago, I was fifteen years old, lounging about lazily in the plentiful fields of the paradise colony world Harvest; I had a good home, and Harvest was pretty much safe from rebels, pirates, and the other troubles that plague less fortunate colonies. Life was good, just me, and my Mom and Dad. Then they came. The day started like any other, me and a few of the other lads going to watch those Marines in training. We were fascinated by them, how they followed orders to the bone, how they acted swiftly and surely. Later in the day however, an unknown object entered the atmosphere. It wasn't like any of our cruisers; it was purple, and made of a shiny metallic element which was definitely not used in any of our standard ships, on closer inspection, it seemed like the ship was curvaceous, although why it was built this way was a mystery, surely it would just slow it down with its un-streamlined shape. Needless to say, the UNSC ships rose up armed to meet it. There were whisperings amongst the local colonists, finally, other sentient life had been discovered. I didn't find out what happened up there until much later, hours went past without it moving an inch, and apprehension slowly crept into the onlooking crowd. Suddenly, the enemy cruiser fired on one of our ships, plasma streaming out of its dual cannons ,that was when the screaming started. Time went as a blur after that, chaos predominated over every other sense as one by one, our ships were shot down by the shear power of the enemy cruiser, as easily as scissors cut through paper. My parent's house was miles away,yet still, I should have ran back, should have warned them; maybe then I wouldn't even be recounting this tale. However, I was in disarray, people were yelling everywhere, screaming how they were all going to die, next thing, the also petrified marines were shouting at civilians to board the ship, to evacuate. I tried to run back to the house, to tell my parents, but a marine in black armour which had the initials ODST printed on the right shoulder pad grabbed me and threw me on-board ,probably saved my life. As we left the atmosphere, I saw before my very eyes blue explosions smash into the once great planet harvest, the UNSC's pride and joy, and my home, and bury it under a glassy field. My parents hadn't made it; they were still down there, dead or dying. As we fled out of the planets atmosphere, and jumped into slip space, I made a vow that day to wreak a terrible vengeance on the monsters that had committed this heinous act. All these years later, standing 10km above the desolate New Mombassa, I'm starting to regret it. [Edited on 10.16.2010 5:39 PM PDT]
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