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Joseph Hoezee (a.k.a.) Spartan S-062.

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Abducted at the age of seven and trained for many years on Reach. They said that we were the only chance for peace, the protectors of Earth and all her colonies.   I only wish that was the case; because, in the year 2525 a new threat would emerge greater than rebellion and serenity greater than what the original intent of the spartan program was intended for. Ten years into the war some people at ONI section-2 made the Spartans program public. We were called the UNSC super soldiers and it was true too. It was true... we were the best. We were the most elite fighting force ever created in human history and probably ever will be. We are Spartans. We always won, nothing could beat us not even the covenant; because, on the ground, we always won. Our unparalleled power of super human strength was unmatched. We simply could not be beat and we simply could not afford to be beat. The Spartans have a history of success, not one failed mission. And spartan S-062 was know exception.

I stand on a mountain and in front of me: burning hill sides, in the valley glass smooth surface. I smell the burning of pine trees and I see the smoke rising in columns from the valley below. On the horizon I see explosions and the faint sound of exchanging fire. Their is a tremendous bright light 50 miles away coming from another valley. What was there: lakes, trees, wildlife, grasslands now only fire and molten rock remains. The wind picks up it blows with it hot air and ashes and the sound of the fire raging below me. Three ships just exited slipstream space. From here you can hear them flying across the sky a kind of low rumbling sound but these ships were not ours they were far from human. The ships now rain fire down on the horizon light fills my vision and I hear the sound of air boiling away and the sound of thunder. I now hold a remote detonator for a NOVA bomb I press in the final fail safe codes and press the detonator button. The last thing I saw was blinding light and a large mushroom cloud now nothing remains.

























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Thank You for reading Spartan S-062's CSV.

Spartan S-062 17:03, July 1, 2012 (UTC)