It was a perfect day. The sun was high and hot, but a nice breeze kept the air cool and crisp. It almost made the men and women of the UNSC forget about the war. Almost.
"Raven," Master Chief spoke into his communicator, "you getting anything?"
"Not a thing, Chief." Raven was 22, about 5'7", and she had Raven black hair that went down to her shoulders. They had sent her out on a recon mission when they hadn't seen or heard any Covenant in over 4 days.
"Wait, I think I have something." Raven saw something round poking out from behind a tree. A Covenant Jackal shield. She quickly darted behind some cover and started making her way around the other side of the tree. Maybe she could catch him by surprise. A few feet from the tree she raised her assault rifle. She made sure the safety was off and went for it. She swiveled around the tree to find -- nobody. The shield was half buried in the dirt, laying against the trunk of the tree. What remained of a Jackal's hand still gripped the handle.
"Chief." Raven piped up. "I found something." Before you she could get another word in, the ground shook. Trees rustled behind her. She quickly turned around and fired a few short bursts into the foliage. Everything went silent.
A large shape came crashing down through the tree. The ground shook again.
"Raven, we're getting small tremors. Are you getting those?"
"Uhh-" was all Raven could muster. Before her stood a tall, bearded man. He was wearing jeans, a denim shirt and a cowboy hat. Blood of all colors stained his clothes and crusted his fists. His feet were buried in the dirt where he landed.
"Raven?" the Chief said. The man slowly stepped out of the hole he had made.
"RAVEN?!" the Chief shouted. The man looked Raven in the eye and stared daggers at her for a good ten seconds before delivering a swift roundhouse kick to her chest, causing her ribs to puncture her lungs. She fell back hard, gasping for air. The man stood over her, blocking out the sun. It was then that she recognized him. He was Chuck Norris, a man thought to be nothing more than a Forerunner legend. Yet here he stood, looking over her and she breathed her last breaths. Everything was getting dark, but she could vaguely make out Chuck Norris tipping his hat before he left her to die.
He walked into the jungle, towards Master Chief and the rest of the UNSC.
Comments
CHUCK NORRIS SUCKS
Sure say that to his face and see what happenes. I say send in Bruce Lee!
man ckuck norris is a badass
wwcnd
what
would
chuck
norris
do
Chuck Norris can kick a fart back into an ass.
But can he kick the ass of The MC?
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