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Miniutemen -Halo fanfiction-Sven gripped the his sniper rifle. Aboard the pelican, it was completely silent except of the faint hum of the engine, outside, countless Warthogs and Mongooses, and occasional Scorpion Tanks could be see speeding along on the ground, packed with Spartans and ODST soldiers. To the left and right, multiple Hornets, Hawks and Pelican air units were filled with evermore men and women waiting for the upcoming battle. This battle would decide who would control the nearby HALO. Neither side could afford to lose this battle. We had 20 million strong, the covenant had maybe 25 million. The Plasma mortar of a wraith flew over the horizon barely missing a Mongoose below. The Covenant were here. A Spartan with dark-green armor walked into the passenger area of the Pelican.
"Spartans! Today is the day we make history, they have 1/4 more forces then we do, but we have hardcore warriors!" The Commander yelled, trying to encourage the soldiers.
All of the soldiers but Sven dropped to the ground to be
Bo.When Lindsay was born, Bo was there. Standing beside her mother, he was the first thing she ever saw. But he was not her father; her father stood on the other side.
Bo was there until the very moment she died.
The sun shone bright through the windows of her pink-laden room. She loved pink. And black.
“Because Bo is black,” she’d told her parents.
Her imaginary friend, they soon concluded.
“Bo is all black,” she described one night as her father tucked her in, “His skin and his hair and everything. He doesn’t talk a lot.”
Her father frowned.
“He sounds scary.”
“He’s not,” she insisted.
Bo sat on the bed and said nothing.
Her father kissed her good night and turned out the light.
“Why can’t Dad see you?” she asked.
“Are you real?”
“Are you real?” he replied.
“How do you know?”
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