VinWarrior

I like the look of Diocese very much, the other two are okay, in my mind, but Diocese wins it, nice job,

There is so much wrong here, it is going to take a PM... Well which one is it? Copernica or the elite? Only one. Approved. Okay... Who would give him permission to take Joseph's ODST helmet, it was his item?

Taylor decided to scare everyone by chiming in in his casually deep voice, "Tanks are slow... On the battlefield you can't afford to slow down..." he said as twisted his Kurki in the air for show, he walked near Murphy, and continued, "The Warthog, is where it's at! Fast, packs a punch, good for transport, s*** I'd take a warthog over a Mantis or Scorpion any day!" he said, flipping his Kurki again and putting it in it's holster.

We have not encounter the Prometheans yet, ergo, you cannot have this as your weapon, change this, and then I can approve you.

Taylor looked at Ashley, she looked like Taylor's wife, but Taylor shrugged it off, like usual, except this time, it wasn't working, he jolted up from the seat without saying a word, and went up to the cockpit, he looked out on the view of the metal planet, the visions were hard to escape though, they followed him, like a pack of dogs, he couldn't escape them, he looked back, it was the Spartan from reach, except, this time, he looked sad, his helmet off, as he crouched to the floor, all of a sudden, a body appeared, that of a little girl, she was covered with dirt, as the Spartan picked her up, and started rocking her slowly, Taylor moved closer, this time he didn't disappear, Taylor got close enough to look over the man's shoulder, as the Spartan shed tears, his eyes closed, still rocking the child, Taylor couldn't take it anymore, he closed his eyes, and sat down. He opened them, he was nowhere, everything was white, no sky, no people, just endless white, then, the elite from Reach, was holding Ashley, Taylor walked up to it, then it all became clear to him, he muttered loudly, "You- You were trying to warn me weren't you? This all, was about saving Ashley... Wasn't it?" as the elite said, in what seemed like a deep male voice, and a young female voice saying the same thing at the same time, "You will know in time." as Reality flickered back.

Taylor took the cigar out of his mouth, and raised it in the air, before putting it out, as he turned to Ashley, who had woken up, "Hey Ash... You never did tell me much about your family you know, why don't you give us a couple o' childhood stories?" as he smiled, looking back on Ike and Murphy.

Taylor pulled out a lighter, and three cigars, putting one in Murphy's hand, and one in Ike's hand, then saying, "To us guys, the underdogs, the so-called losers, the survivors..." as he lit a cigar, putting it in his mouth.

Taylor responded to the man, placing his helmet in the seat next to him, "I'm never alright anymore." he said with a quiet sigh as he ran his hand in his pocket, and pulled out a picture of him and his wife, they seemed to be in London, in a cafe, as Taylor turned to picture to look at it, pixelated lines drew around it as he was whisked into another memory, Taylor was in civilian cloths, so was his wife, she smiled, as she giggled, taking pictures, Taylor cracking a smile at her, as he grabbed him by the hand, the memory turned into pixels as he was shot back into reality, looking at Murphy and Ike, and sticking the picture back in his pocket, and saying in a low, and silent voice, "Haven't been happy since..."

Taylor quickly chimed in, "We were both on Reach... Zeta base 0800, covenant swarms... S*** got tough..." he said as he pulled out his Kurki, sharpening it. He put up his hand, to show his missing index finger, he said, "See that? F**king Spec Ops commander, cut a hole in me... Reach was hell... But, we survived. Up until now that is." he said, taking off his helmet to show the multiple burns on his face, he looked stern, like a veteran.

Taylor smiled, and nodded while saying, "She's one tough girl, I give her that, she'll be fine, Mr. Mal, over there worked his magic." as he gave a reassuring nod to Ike.

Taylor rushed on board the ship, he grabbed on to the machine gun, getting ready for when the ship takes off, he made sure everyone was on, before he spun the machine gun's tip, more for effect, as the ship began lifting, it exited the hanger, and Taylor watched the Infinity, it was being heavily assaulted, he fired off unto the troops on the ground, mulching down a few Storm grunts. As he let go of the gun, sitting down near Ashley, to check on her, "I'm sorry... That, I wasn't there, these past four years... If I knew where you were, or even that you were on the Infinity, I would have seen you..." he said sorrowfully.

Whaaaaaaaat?

Taylor needed everyone on-board, he put his TAC/COM to his face, "Ike! Your probably busy making out with your buddy there, but if you haven't noticed, the damned ship is on fire, get down here!" as he pulled the TAC/COM away from his mouth, sitting down near Ashley, he asked, "You okay? Mal didn't hurt you, did he?" as he looked toward the elevator, waiting for Ike.

Taylor nodded at him, he knew he was right, he picked up his TAC/COM again, yelling into it, "Mal, hold off, we are on our way, and we got injured!" as he changed channels, calling Ike, saying, "Ike meet us in the hanger, over and out." as he picked up Ashley, holding her, he said to Murphy, "Cover us, I can't shoot like this and you're less injured then her." as they walked down the halls, finding an elevator and taking it down, when they got there, it was almost abandoned, Taylor ran with Ashley to Mal, as he set her down, and let Mal take it from there.

He turned to ash, as he said to her, "I promise you, this time, we go together...Alive or dead." as he smiled at her, then he got a response from Murphy, which made his eyes open wide, as he replied to him, "Murphy... I used to know a Murphy... Wait a minute... John Murphy?" as his head tilted up to look at the man.

Taylor chuckled at what the man said, he replied to him, "Sir? I ain't no sir, that's for sure... You know... I'm more of, An Underdog..." as he smiled at the man, still trying to hold the wound, he asked, "You got a name?" as he tried to comfort Ashley.

Taylor was in the middle of Mal's response, when he could hear a trooper requesting help, and it was nearby, Taylor picked up Ashley, as he held the wound, he rushed to the man, as he finally saw him, the man from earlier, running from a Storm Elite, Taylor opened fire with his shotgun, sending the elite reeling back in force, as it banged it's head on a control panel, knocking it out, Taylor's eyes were tired, he looked at the man, and only nodded, as he set Ashley down by a wall, continuing to hold the wound.

Taylor replied to Ashley with a calm voice, "Soon, soon, I promise." as Taylor detached the chest piece, as he could see the puncture wound, but it would be hard to keep all the blood down, he took out a paper towel, and put it on the wound, to absorb the blood, and prevent more blood loss, hopefully. Taylor put his TAC/COM to his mouth, "Hey Mal! Do you read?" he said with a calm voice, shaking his head slightly, he said again, "Listen, got anything that can stop blood loss? I got an injured soldier over here." he said, keeping a keen eye out for covenant.

Taylor's fun was interrupted when he heard Ashley, he jolted backward, as he was caught in a rush, he turned left, he was almost near ashley, as he had the elites in his sight, they were chattering as they finally noticed a sprinting Taylor, as he used his Thruster pack, and kicked the elite back, and as he was flipping in the air, shot the other elite standing on Ashley, both were lightly injured, as Taylor fired three shots into one elite's belly, sticking the Kurki in the others face. He picked Ashley up as he walked back with her on his back, to Ike and Sam, he laid her down, the elite had almost crushed her ribs, she was hurt, Taylor turned to Ike, "You go, get Sam to the bridge, I will stay here, and help hold down the wound, when you reach the bridge, get help."

Taylor had been through a lot, he wanted to joke around with Ike, so he said to him, "Ike... Did I ever teach you the secret to getting a girl?" Taylor said sarcastically, smiling at him. Taylor continued, "If you want to get this girl, you have to feel it, do you feel it Ike?" he continued as he started laughing.

Taylor nodded, "I agree with him! We need to take back what is rightfully ours, and petty quarrels should not stand in our way!" as he pulled out his shotgun, and nodded to Ike and a new friend that Ike had encountered, and they continued to walk their way to the bridge, Taylor walked over to Ike, and asked him in a quiet voice, "Who's that?" looking at the new lady that they had recruited into their rag-tag group.

Taylor looked at Mal, his anger had overcome him, Taylor pulled out his Kurki, and ran forward at Mal, kicking him and knocking him back, as Taylor shoved the Knife into his chest, he wasn't going to kill Mal, after all, Taylor was only scraping him, he pulled the helmet off of Mal, he looked so much like Jacob, this angered Taylor, as he began beating at him, he said to him, "DON'T. YOU. EVER. F**KING. TOUCH. ONE. OF. MY. FRIENDS!!!!!" as he continued hurting him.

Taylor sat on the floor, blood running down his nose and mouth, as he rushed forward, grabbing Mal's neck and pulling him back, whispering in his ear, "You are nothing like the selfless man your brother was, you are a self-concerned, greedy, worthless, piece of s***, your brother was a wise and good man, and this is how you carry on his name, by beating up the marine who SAVED YOUR BROTHER'S LIFE ON MULTIPLE OCCASIONS! I should snap your neck right now, but luckily for you, I need you alive." as he let go of Mal's neck so he could breath, he turned to Ike and Ashley, and said, "C'mon guys.. Let's go." as he wiped the blood from his nose. He picked his helmet up off the floor, and started it up, he noticed, someone contacted them on radio.

Taylor saw the man take the Dog-tags, and a war urge came over him, he punched the spartan IV to floor, fighting with him for the dog-tags, as he punched the man, he said, "THEY BELONG TO ME!" with anger, as he mercilessly beat at him with his fists. All of a sudden, he stopped, he didn't know why, but he did, the world around him changed, to the snowy hill where his pelican crashed, he saw Jacob, his leg still bleeding, he was reliving Jacob's goodbye, he couldn't do it, he grabbed his head, and closed his eyes, as he yelled, "NO! NO! PLEASE! No... No..." He opened his eyes, and he was back, his arm aimed to break the man's skull... He grabbed the dog-tags out of the man's hand, and Taylor wrapped them on his own neck.

Taylor walked with the man, as he started in front of the Medic, and grabbed his neckpiece, hard, he said to him in an angry voice, his teeth grit, "Listen to me... Jacob was my f**king friend, and a good man, DO I LOOK LIKE THE JOKING TYPE?!" Taylor said, tears running down his face, he let go of the man, and continued walking, there was surprisingly little covenant left, a couple a grunts if they got lucky, then, the door opened, and they entered it, a pristine white room, with the machines they were looking for, Taylor turned to his new friends, "Alright everybody suit up!" Taylor said as he walked forward, entering a machine, right behind Ashley's, as his boots were equipped, LG-50 Bulk leg pieces, as they equipped his recruit chest, putting on his ODST shoulder pieces, his XV-27 Shifting arm pieces, as the machine hissed while it was being done, as the helmet glided down, and was equipped the HUD starting up as Taylor's shields adapted. Taylor then stepped off the machine, as he walked forward, as Ashley's headpiece was equipped. Taylor then walked toward the armory, picking up his standard Shotgun and Thruster Pack. As he turned to Ike and Ashley, asking, "Just like old times?" with a smile.