I remember the dark setting of the library. My brother and I, playing
co-op side by side, walked through each of the levels with an AR and
shotgun, scared out of our freaking mind, freaking out whenever a
swarm of Flood came through. But in the end, we made it through. Fast
forward a couple of hours, and we’re at the Maw, the final trench run.
I’m driver, he’s gunner, and we go blazing through the level. I take a
left turn, my bro goes and shoots the sentinel on the right. I run
over a grunt, he mows down a Elite. We hit the final jump, thinking we
made it, Foehammer is here to save us, till we see the dam Banshees.
We both stared in disbelief as we saw the Pelican drop pass under us,
hearing Cortana trying to hail her.

There’s one last Longsword at the launch bay.

My brother and I stared at each other, look back at the TV, and I
slammed the right trigger to peel out on the Warthog. Left and right
the Flood and plasma bolts from the Covenant zing past us. We hit the
road block, got onto foot, and ran to the Pelican. I was ahead, and my
brother was slowing down. I turned back, shot the Elites behind him
with a rocket. He tells me to go on and finish it while he holds them
back. I chuck a plasma and fired a rocket, and ran to the Longsword.

The final scene shows, and my brother and I let out a roar of
accomplishment. That was probably the best time we ever had playing
Halo.

My brother and I don’t always see eye to eye anymore, but we will
always remember that moment, because of Halo: Combat Evolved.

-Travis Ng, Eggfooyoung510