I buy some cheap hotel room and unpack my things.

In those things I found a recorder that I haven't used in a long time with a record of my previous recordings during the Human-Covenent war.

"Journal entry 203," I sigh while pinching the bridge of my nose, "where do I even begin?

"Well, let's start back from the beginning."

I was walking through town to the nearest store for food.

I hear people running and screaming from gunfire.

I stop one of the civilians and ask, "What's going on?"

"It's the White Fang! They're in a shoot out with the police!"

I immediately ran to the scene and I found the chief of police.

"Tell your men to fall back. I can handle this."

They leave and so I jump in the air and use my shadow shot to kill the guys with the RPG's.

Summoning a platform to jump off of to the open building.

Some big guy with a three barrel chain gun.

"Ahh hell."

This guy starts firing at me. What he doesn't see is me in the air about to strike him with my sword Dark Drinker. (Yes. I'm using the exotic sword from Destiny, get over it)

He converts his gun into a chainsaw do defend himself.

"Hmm, not bad. I've fought better."

Saying that only pissed him off and caused him to charge at me.

I jumped behind him and what he didn't notice was the two frag grenades I dropped under him.

He died and I make my way out and I was met with another one of them. This time he had a missile pod.

I knew I might make it out of that one alive but all of the suddenly he gets flung out a window.

I don't know what happened to him but a huntress appeared behind me. Blonde hair, a cape and a magic wand.

This is starting to look like Harry Potter.

"Good evening. My name is Glynda Goodwitch. Please, come with me."

Great. I'm in trouble. Well this is going to be interesting.