The meek shall inherit

The clanking sound of metal boots from a COG suit hitting the stone tile echoed down the hall. The rook was not too happy, the whole of Echo squad was dead, Save the lone COG that returned now with the tags of the fallen squad. Entering Hoffman's makeshift office, standing at attention then as green eyes starred down through the visor of the helmet at the General with a hollowed look.

"Sir, Reporting as ordered. I've brought Echo squad's tags's as well." Shaking hands moved then from a salute to pull the five cog tags from around the rook's neck and laid them on the desk in front of the general.

"Good Man, Frost. I know your still reeling from the events of your fallen brothers, But I need you back in the fight. So I'm send you to fill in with Delta squad.."

A brow raised under the helmet, as if questioning the sanity of the General. Not that Hoffman could see it. But Frost was starting to think the General was trying to get'm killed quickly. "Ummm Sir, Delta? You mean under the command of Sergeant Fenix?"

"Yes Frost, No one else you can be sent to, They're down one man as it is thanks to what happened to Private Carmine a few weeks ago. They should be out near the ridge taking down any straggler locusts coming out from e-holes from the flooded hollow. Damn things are like roaches, live through anything. Anyway I'll Radio Fenix, let him know to expect you. You'll catch the next King Raven out of here.."

The private nodded, hearing all kinds of things about Delta. The leader a man , that scared the poor rook to death,after hearing stories of just how crazy and determined Fenix was. But what was done was done.. Turning to leave the rook was stopped again by The gruff voice of Hoffman.

"Frost, stop moping around like some damn punk kid, Your not in COG kindergarten anymore, Understand? You'll be in good hands with Delta.."

"Yes'ir, I'll do my best not to let anyone down sir.."

"Good man, I need you there ASAP, Now get your gear and get your ass on that Raven.." Clicking on a headpiece as the rook left. Hoffman spoke in a gruff voice. "Fenix, You there?"

An even gruffer voice answered over the silent waves after a few minutes. "Fenix Here., Where the support you said Delta was getting General?"

"I'm sending it out now, Your getting a new man Fenix, Make sure Private Frost lasts you longer and doesn't met the same demise Private Carmine did.. I'm running short of people to send out.."

"What the hell? Your sending me another rook? I don't have time to moddlecod these damn kids, I've seen enough of them die, send him to someone else.."

"Afraid I can't do that Fenix, Your getting the kid so shut yer trap and finish your mission. Or would you like to find yourself back in that damn prison?"

"What the fuck ever, But I won't be held responsible if he dies. Fenix out.."

A few hours later, Xander sat with all the gear one needed to survive in the filed yet again. Checking the lancer and boltok pistol over again to make sure both were in prime working condition, not wanting either to seize up at the wrong moment, then slinging them back over the cog suit to the holders. Xander made ready to exit the raven as soon as it made its decent to the ride where Delta was located.


Marcus Fenix sat in a fox hole with the rest of his squad. Dom sitting to his left Cole flanking behind him and Baird to his right. His silent eyes watched for the sign of the raven, making sure none of the straggler locusts shot it down before they could get their new member.

"So Uhh, Marcus did Hoffman say what the kid was like or anything?" Baird questioned.

"Hell no, and I don't fucking care. Rather not have another kid under me. Going to be nothing but babysitting him and I don't like it at all.."

"Calm down Marcus, not the kid's fault. We were all rooks at one time or another, remember.." Dom patted his old friend on the back.

Marcus rolled his eyes before clicking the com link in his ear. "Control, how much longer before that raven gets here?"

A very Feminine voice answered the gruff one back quickly. "Marcus, should be anytime now, You should be getting a visual soon.."

"Anya, You have any information on Private Frost?"

Anya was quiet moment before she pulled up what small bit of information she could find on the rook. "Not much here Marcus, Full Name Xander Frost,age Twenty Five, only child of Sergeant Gerald Frost, Mother was civilian Tammy Frost, both parents are deceased. Hmm?"

"What is it Anya?"

She smiled to herself, looking over the bit of information she found amusing. She was about to tell Marcus something interesting about his new rook before she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned then to see general Hoffman.

"No need to tell him everything Stroud, That information is on a need to know bases.."

"Yes'ir General, She clicked back to Marcus. "Its nothing Marcus, I have conformation the King raven should be right over you now.."

Marcus saw the bird coming, He also knew Anya was now trying to distract him from whatever she'd found. He's press it later, hoping he wasn't getting some fucked in the head kid.. "Yea Anya I see it, Fenix out.."


"Alright kid, there's your squad, Out you go.."

"Yea Thanks I think." Jumping from the raven as it hit the ground. Frost sighed and fell knees first from the jolt,looking rather foolish and green to the rest of the team. Getting back up quickly and saluting Marcus as he made his way over .Frost Knew this man automatically, there was no denying that this was Marcus Fenix. "Hello Sir, Private Xander Frost reporting as ordered."

Marcus sized the kid up then and there, damn green ass rook. Get himself killed before the day was out, and like Carmine wore that helmet. They all usually did, till they out grew being afraid and grew a set of balls.. "Cut the formalities kid, Your in the field now. Lets get one thing straight, Do as I say and you'll fucking live though the day, Understand? If you don't your Grub food."

"Um yes sir..Um Sergeant," a held breath escaped from the privates lip and the saluting hand drew back down to the side. This man was going to be a real hard ass.