Fan fiction?!?!?

He checks the Mjolnir mark IV helmet lying next to him.  He and his helmet were going to go through a lot tonight.  Something deep down inside told him that even though tonight would be tough, there would be many a battle in this helmet still to come.  He looks to the two that are standing with him.  They are looking to him for the right thing to do.  This might not be there first battle but they still looked green in his eyes.  It seems like yesterday he was training them.  No time for nostalgia now, no, it was the time to prepare and check their gear one last time.  He gave the order and there was a blur of motion and the various clicking and clacking of equipment being checked and rechecked.  If tonight was not going to be a disaster they would need their equipment as much as they need each other.  He gives the signal for them to follow.  He approaches a door they have all walked thru thousands of times, yet this time it looks different.  It looked darker than when he had seen it last.  No time to wonder about it though.  It was go time.  He walked to the door and puts in his key.  Slowly he turns the key, engaging the mechanical components of the lock.  It clicks open and he can almost hear the pressure escaping as the outside and inside atmospheres try to blend.  He swings open the door and then they see them.  Hundreds of them all lined up, snarling and squawking amongst themselves.   Slowly every one of their gazes turns to him and his team.  Fear starts to creep into his mind like radiation, slowly poisoning his resolve.  Then his training kicks in, this is what he trained for.   He raises his head and meets the look of the frenzied mob.  With a half smirk on his face he says “Welcome to EB games halo three launch event.”…….

Yeah it’s a little dramatic but the Halo bug has me hard core.  5 days, 7 hours and 14 minutes as I write this and it will be mine!!! 

P.S.        Remember fellas every wife enjoys a good night eating out at the Y!