Another Old FanFic from Titan!

This is going to be a lore story I'm making. Here is the main characters backstory: <Staff Sergeant Bruce> Him and his team of Marines; a tech sergeant, the medic, the support marine, the sniper, and him: the captain, were in an operation codename: Dark Fall, in old Russia. The fallen had just started attacking earth and they were sent to gather civilians for evac and then clear out the fallen. The gunner died first, he was covering the medic's back while he got to cover, and was taken out by a Wire Rifle. Then went the sniper, a fallen sneaked behind the sniper, and killed him, then Bruce, the medic, and the tech Sgt. Were on the run. The medic stayed behind as they exfilled, getting captured. No one knows if he's M.I.A. Or K.I.A. Then the Exfil was shot down, when Bruce woke up, the tech Sgt. And one pilot were gone. The other pilot dead. ----- ----- Bruce and his Marines were headed to Russia. The Fallen were now attacking earth and they had to gather civilians. His gunner: Corporal Johnson, was on the 50 Cal. ready to blast anything that attacked out of existence. His sniper had his rifle on his back, and his M4 in hand. The medic was carrying defribulators and an M4 also. The Tech Sergeant was carrying an MP7 Ready to fire. Bruce was holding an M4 As well. They were at the landing zone. The fallen ambushed them right away. "Get out!" The pilot had said. They immediately started moving. Johnson started covering, but as soon as they got out he was killed by a fatal shot to the chest, piercing his armor and killing him. The rest of the team tried to cover the helicopter as it went up and out, but a Spider Tank shot it down from afar. The remaining soldiers started moving. They found an area full of dead civilians. "Damn.." Bruce said. "We're too late. Those things already massacred these people." Said the medic. They saw already rusted tanks, dead soldiers, and barely any dead fallen. "Let's get moving. These things are fast enough to out run us if we don't keep moving." Bruce said. Then It happened. The Fallen ambushed them with spider tanks. The sniper tried to get a good shot on the drivers but could find none, then, he was assassinated by a Stealth vandal before he was able to get to his team. They then fired upon this stealth vandal, killing it. As they fought they saw two missiles heading toward the spider tanks. Then they saw the helicopter. The medic stayed behind, getting captured in the process. The two remaining soldiers got on the helicopter, a Blackhawk to be exact. They were almost out when they heard a beeping noise. "What the Hell?!" Said the Tech Sgt. "They've got a missile lock! Bail! Bail!!"said the pilot, but it was already too late. Bruce woke upon the Blackhawk, only one pilot inside, and he was dead. Bruce got up, noticing a wound to his arm. He quickly patched it up, and started moving. He had his M4 still intact, and fully loaded. He saw a little light floating around, he hid, thinking it some more of the Fallen searching for him. He quickly prepared to fire, he got up and aimed, to see a Ghost. Of course, he didn't know what it was and kept his shot ready, the Ghost staring at him. "What the hell are you??" He said. The Ghost simply replied,"I'm a Ghost, I was created by the traveller to revive one dead person, or Exo, and reforge them in the light. And you??" "I'm a Marine. Staff Sergeant Bruce Williams, to be exact. What are these things?" Bruce said. The Ghost replied, "They're the Fallen, an alien race of the darkness, that scavenges planets, and takes apart anything they can. It's dark out as you can see and they are even harder to kill at night. We should get moving to find someone to revive, they could probably help us." "There are a few dead military units near, Bruce said, "maybe they can help us." "We'll see." The ghost said. They were far into the night, in an old building hiding from Fallen Patrols. Bruce's makeshift bandage hurt his arm, but he had decided pain was better than death right now. "Do you know an exact spot where we can find someone?" Bruce asked. The Ghost replied, "I have an idea of a spot where we can. What ever happened to your fellow marines??" "We were landing when Corporal Johnson died, he was covering us as we got out of the BlackHawk and was shot by a Fallen sniper. Then went our sniper, he was trying to cover us when an invisible Fallen attacked him. We immediately fired and killed it. The medic and Tech Sergeant are M.I.A along with one pilot. The Medic stayed behind and covered us while the Tech Sarge and I were heading to a Blackhawk. He was captured. The Tech Sergeant and one pilot. Were gone after I woke up from the crash of our Helicopter. No idea if they were captured or they wandered off to find shelter. And that's it." the Ghost replied to him saying, "Maybe we can find one of your Friends and if they're dead, revive them. Then you'll be with a familiar face." [spoiler]sorry for wall of text[/spoiler]