Lance was a fighter nothing more nothing less a bum on the street who won his bread by fighting for money, this life made him tough and lacking in trust he may not be the fastest alive but strength none matched him, people said he was made of steel or something but this wasn't the life he wanted, he wanted to be the best he wanted to prove all those people who looked down on the man covered in his old gang tattoo's walking around in tattered clothes his head hanging low.  Lance knew is days were numbered bums like him often disappeared seen to be taken away by the ODST for "trails" or as he called them to be sent to work for the Government.<br/><br/>One night Lance was making his way back to the small shelter he had built for himself a small bag containing nutrient packs he had used his winnings to earn, on his journey he saw a small girl laying under cardboard shivering her eyes gave him that look of someone who had not eaten for a good while, over head a pelican hovered and a light beamed down on him.<br/><br/>"Target acquired, analyze and seize"<br/>"right away"<br/><br/>Lance looked up and sighed "my days are up huh" stepping backwards he used his foot to half shove and half kick the girl into the shadow of the Ally throwing his packs down towards her making it look like he had discarded them he stripped his large jacket that took him months  to save for and tossed it over her "Stay hidden" he whispered to her he heard a squeak of compliance as two ODST soldiers roped down "Citizen your coming with us" one of them shouted Lance lifted his arms in compliance, any other time he would fight for his freedom, but that girl had a better chance to go unnoticed if he simply went.<br/><br/>Lance snarled at one of the men who quickly moved back as the other stuck a needle into Lances neck "well fuck you guys too" Lance said as he felt his knees hit the floor waking up he looked over to see a video end and people starting to line up, he had caught the jest of what was going on  they were to become Spartans the elite Lance smiled until Squad was mentioned<span style="font-style: italic">fuck that</span>Lance walked over as an ODST pushed him in the back Lance causally elbowed him in the nose as two other ODST jumped on him and restrained his arms<span style="font-style: italic">"Strong bastard this one"</span>one said threw gritted teeth he saw the other candidates look the now bleeding and and unconscious ODST member and heard mutters of "I'm not squading with him, he'll just cause us shit and lose dinner" Lance smiled mission accomplished.<br/><br/>Lance stood at the end of the line next to a pretty girl who looked to him a little slim to be a soldier but hey who was he to judge after all, she was at least pretty to look at, Lance stood and waited for the others to be grouped watching the ODST with the clip board move along the line.