Halo-Battle For Harvest! <RP>

[Admiral_Thrawn]

Everything was cold, so cold. He could see life, death and everything in between. A vast spectrum of color's, fluttering across his field of vision. Even as his eye's flicked open, he could feel it. A Demon walked in a circle around him, his gaze centered upon the collapsed Sangheili. He rose from the ground to see the surrounding area was pitch black, yet he and the Spartan were clearly visible.

 

"What do you want Demon? You have ended my life, you have bested me."

 

The figure shook his head, another form emerging from behind him. A Sangheili came out from the shadow behind him, accompanied by a Unggoy. A white flash briefly illuminated the area, then faded. Upon his eye's re-adjusting to the light, he saw the inside of a bridge.

 

"Fleet Master," a Grunt at a computer screen said. "The Divine Rage is taking heavy casualties from the human ships."

 

"Send out another squadron of Seraphs," Neerg said calmly. He walked over to the Unggoy and leaned over the screen. He was just in time to see the Seraphs engage and utterly destroy the human Longsword-fighters. He walked away again.

 

"Fleet Master, a boarding squadron!" an Elite shouted. "It's coming towards us! We can't shoot them, they just evade!"

 

The image froze. At that moment he could feel the fleet master's image etched into his skull. Again he blinked, this time to find himself atop a cliff, overlooking a huge battle. A huge shadow fell over the Arbiter, coupled with a thud, as a Type-49 Heavy Weapon's Platform dropped from the sky. It stretched out it's support's slightly, giving it more room to move. One of the claw's came down upon him as it advanced, but it did not kill him.

 

Rather it went through him. The Scarab unloaded it's weapon system's upon the nearby Human line's, cutting a swathe of destruction wherever it struck. A Warthog then moved up a nearby rock, which acted as a ramp, sending it flying overhead the Scarab. As it was airbourne it unloaded it's cargo, a Spartan, upon the vehicle. Meanwhilst the turret sprayed bullet's onto the Convenant Personnel aboard the platform.

 

The Spartan came down upon an unwary Elite, crushing him. He ripped a Carbine from the dead Sangheili's hand's, reloading it with a new power cell as he brought into focus a new target. The plasma ripped through a nearby Kig-Yar, who had only moment's before been sniping the Marine personnel below. The Spartan dropped off the main platform, onto a side-walk below. He thrust the Carbine into a nearby Brute's armor, firing only when the barrel touched the beast's skin.

 

The creature's inside's and blood sputtered the deck, causing a nearby Unggoy to lose his balance and fall overboard. His form dropped onto the ice cold floor, only to be run over a moment later by a Mongoose. The Spartan shifted around the corner, ripping the reactor cover of it's hinge's. After exposing the vulnerable spot he removed an RPG from his back, slowly taking step's back as he directed the huge weapon at the reactor. Two rocket's penetrated the shield's, causing the device to flash red urgently.

 

The entire platform froze, it's leg's beginning to give way. It's energy beam turned inward's, plowing through it's own armor as it blasted through the Scarab. The Spartan leapt from the Scarab, landing squarely upon the ramp of a Pelican. The aircraft sped away, whizzing across the battle-field to a new location. Ripa moved to the edge of the cliff-face, watching as the Unggoy squadron's unleashed salvo's against the Marine's. A few bright flashes briefly illuminated the sky, revealing several burning pod's dropping at great speed.

 

They rammed into the Convenant line's, jettisoning ODST's as they hit. Two hornet's moved overhead, unleashing both bullet and rocket as it pelted the enemy line's. A Wraith moved up, it's powerful plasma mortar already unloading another shot upon an advancing Scorpion. It connected with the tank squarely, forcing it into the icy ground. A few Marine's sprinted behind the wreckage, attempting to find new cover. Meanwhilst a wave of Phantom's came in and unloaded their cargo, dropping more troop's behind the Convenant line's.

 

An unfortunate Banshee was hit by a stray rocket, causing it to drop with immense speed. In an extreme show of faith, the Pilot manouevered the Banshee carefully, ramming it into the enemy formation's. Upon contacted he and the Human's were incinerated, a powerful plasma array fluctuating across the surrounding terrain. A few Ghost's came up, zipping across the battle field and delivering aid to wherever it was needed.

 

A Convenant Capital ship suddenly emerged from slipspace above the battle-field and three voice's became distinct from there.

 

Ripa heard the Prophet of Regret, barking order's at the bridge crew.

 

"But holy one, surely you jest . . . to destroy our own kind is--" A scream of pain blocked out all other sound's.

 

"Glass the sector, now!" The Prophet's word's echoed in Ripa's skull as a large beam came down from the ship, ripping through the terrain and armies whole. A slight thud awoke him from these vision's, bringing into focus a Sangheili. He recognised the figure as Xan, the Supreme Commander. He slowly craned his neck skyward's, trying to stand. He slipped and fell back down, smacking his head on a nearby crate.

 

He attempted again, albeit with much more success. He leapt to his feet and rubbed his temple's, removing his helmet and placing it under his arm's. "Commander . . . what is the . . . situation."

[CommanderQ]

"30 seconds to Covenant contact!!" Shouted the pilot.

 

Kendrick stuck a magazine of rounds into his battle rifle.

 

"Got it. Everyone gear up, boarders, prep gas grenades, we move fast, shoot accurate, and find a route to disable the ship. Hell-jumpers!! Forward!"

 

The 5 Hell-jumpers got in position behind at the Pelican's landing ramp.

 

The pilot looked back,"Contact made!! Ramps down!"

 

Kendrick brought his hand down as the signal.

 

The door snapped down and the Hell-Jumper's tossed in several smoke-grenades.

 

Kendrick sprinted down the ramp, coming out of the thick smoke and seeing 4-5 Elites rushing their position.

 

He raised his rifle and fired a shot into the first Elite's mask, cracking it in half and sending it to the ground. He swung his rifle to the right and fired twice, taking down 2 more, both head shots.

 

The next Elite activated his sword and creeped up behind Kendrick.

 

He turned around, swinging his rifle into the Elite's skull before the sword got into position.

 

The last Elite raised a plasma grenade.

 

Kendrick dropped into a crouch as he turned again, lining up his sights with the Elite's hand, and he fired. The bullet hit the grenade, activated it, and now, much of the Elite was spread across the floor.

 

Kendrick stood and waved his hand in a forward motion.

 

"Let's go!! Ground is clear, make way for the Chief."

 

The Green-armored Spartan ran out and quickly joined Kendrick.

 

He looked directly at him,"Lead the charge, Sergeant."

 

Kendrick smiled, "YESSIR!"

 

He moved forward, deeper into the Covenant vessel.

[Jedi_Man]

Sam ran down the hatch, unloading a round into a Elites gut. It fell over in a loud, gurgling scream. Sam followed the lead ODST, Kendricks, into the ship. The Chief walked out behind him. Sam almost envied him, he'd gone through this enough he knew what to do, and did it cooly. Sam was knew at this, he could barely hold himself together. He didn't know whether he was going to explode in a rage or mentally break down.

A Brute hopped out of the woodwork, shooting a Spiker, which missed him by a few inches. Sam unloaded two rounds into the brutes face.

I'm getting better at this... ok. He thought.

[Carsew]

"Sir!" an Unggoy screamed with his squeaky voice. Neerg turned to him. "The

boarding squad are still breaking through! They have a Demon with them."

 

Neerg walked over to the console. He saw the squad run through the corridor, shooting down Covenant troops as they went. Neerg growled, and closed his eyes to keep his calm. He opened them slowly, breathing heavily.

 

"Send out the best Spec-Ops squad on the ship," he said slowly. "If they can't beat them, none can." He walked away again.

 

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"Set up some turrets over there," the white armored Spec-ops commander said and pointed at a place down the corridor. Some black armored Grunts went to do it. They heard guns firing from the other side of a door, both human and plasma.

 

"Activate active camoflaque," the white elite said while activating his own. The whole squad hid close to the walls.

 

The door opened, showing the ODST squad walking in slowly, the Spartan towering above them all. The white elite waited, until his squad could jump at the ODST, and then leaped on a human, activating his energy sword and piercing him through the stomach. The battle was on.

[Jedi_Man]

Sam saw the Elite slash through another ODST, and rage built up. He lashed out with the butt of his shotgun, hearing a CRACK as it connected with the head. Sam fired at the rest of the small squad, Kendricks and the Chief following suit.

" Die you ugly alien meat bags! DIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" He yelled as he shot every round into the oncoming aliens.

[Ataris]

Valkanar slowly tried to regain consciousness. He still felt that he was falling. Looking around, he tried desperately to get up. But it was not working very well.

 

Everyone on the bridge was dead. As he turned, he noticed that the ship was falling apart. The Realm was breaking in half, and explosions riddling it's hull, and he had to get out of there, fast. Where was the Arbiter?

 

The ship had obviously just started to fall, otherwise Valkanar would be many tiny pieces lying the on the surface of the planet surrounded by burning pieces of metal.

 

He crawled, slowly, and then, fearing for his life, managed to struggle and pick himself upright. He leaped onto the middle section of the ship, the wind knocking him severely, and he took out a stimulant from his belt. It was designed to build up resistance to pain, given to Special Operations Elites, and it was precisely situations like these that they were needed. He slammed it into his body, still bleeding.

 

He was nearly on the verge of death, but he had to keep moving. He tried to go as fast as he could, the stimulant burning. However, slowly, the pain seemed to subside, and as his tortured body nearly failed to operate with the strain, he was able to nearly run. Finally, he arrived at the hangar. There wasn't much time.

 

"Help! Help me!" Whoever was in the hangar, he didn't really care. Briefly, he noticed a glimpse of armor, purple in hue. But that couldn't be right.

 

Collapsing onto the floor, he wondered if he would ever wake up again.

[Admiral_Thrawn]

The Arbiter snarled and ran to the cockpit, hearing a loud buzzing overide his thought's. "What is it Pilot?"

 

The Sangheili clad in crimson armor rotated his chair, tapping a few button's as he turned. "The boarder's are breaking through our defense's aboard the ship! We need to go, now." The Arbiter nodded and signalled for the Elite to move aside. Ripa quickly tapped the control's to lift the Phantom into the air and diverted all weapon power to the engine's. He quickly overrided the safety protocol's, reversing the fire of the missile launcher's. The ship burst from the hangar, moving with purpose into the nearby vessel.

 

He rammed into the landed Pelican, sending it into a nearby wall. "Take the control's! Alert the Fleet Master to my presence, tell him that justice has come . . ." The Arbiter contorted his four jawed-maw into a vicious grin, letting off a fierce battle cry as he whirled on his heel. The Elite's leapt from their chair's, raising their rifle's skybound and roaring approval. The squad disembarked swiftly, moving into the ship's interior.

 

Ripa himself had moved at full speed, engaging his active camoflague only upon contact with the boarder's. He saw a Spartan with them and chose his target. He moved behind the Demon, raking the armor with his incredible strength. In some fortunate twist of fate he penetrated the armor and then shoved the Spartan through a nearby viewport. The Spartan thudded into a moving Phantom and the Arbiter suspected he had not seen the last of him.

 

The boarder's seemed shocked at the Arbiter's ferocity, but perhap's that was for his benefit. He drew both blade's just as the blockout panel collapsed upon the broken viewport, protecting the few men inside. "For the Prophet's!"

 

A few loose limb's flew across the corridor, blood spattering the wall's. Within second's most of the 'Helljumpers' had died, but the Arbiter felt something special about one of the survivor's. "Lay down your weapon's and you will be spared."

 

The Arbiter deactivated his blade and cast it aside, commanding the Convenant to follow suit. All of them diverted their suit's power into their shield's, just in case the Human's intended to play rough . . .

[Carsew]

Neerg watched as the two squads battled in the hallway. The spec-ops commander got hit by many bullets, which his shield stopped before they could harm him. He sliced another human, and his squad pushed the humans back.

 

"Die you alien meatbags, die!" a human shouted, firing his rifle like a crazy. The rifle killed several Grunts, and one Elite. Blood now stained the beautiful, streamlined corridor. The Spartan killed many Covenant troops, making the Spec-Ops squad retreat a bit.

 

"Die Demon!" the Elite Commander said, throwing a plasma grenade at the Spartan, making it stick to his body. The Spartans shield was down. The commander took up a plasma rifle and fired on the spartan, until it overheated, when he leapt out, trying to lunge his sword into the Spartans chest. The Spartan grabbed the Elite's arm, and threw him in a wall. He took his enemys energy sword and thrusted it through him.

 

Now the Covenant squad was being pushed back, and even if the humans too had heavy casualties, the Covenants casualties were worse. Both human and Covenant bodies lay spread across the floor, and now, the Spec-Ops were almost defeated, the only thing remaining was an Elite and some Grunts. Soon the humans could continue.

 

"Curse the demon!" Neerg shouted. He walked towards the middle of the bridge again, kicking down a Grunt on his way. "Send out all troops to guard the bridge," he said to an Elite. The Elite nodded and ran through a door. Neerg turned to four Elite Ultras, who served as his personal bodyguards. Both a plasma rifle and a deactivated energy sword hung from each of their belts.

 

"We are going too," Neerg said shortly, grabbing his energy sword. "Seal the doors once we are out," he said to a Zealot Shipmaster. Neerg and his bodyguards walked out of the bridge. The door closed an sealed behind them. Once they were out they saw that the Arbiters squad had eliminated most of the ODST.

 

"Arbiter," Neerg said, confused. He bowed.

[Admiral_Thrawn]

"The incursion is finished, Fleet Master. I removed the Demon, unfortunately he live's. I have also had some Drone's to set about activating a point-defense grid, to prevent this ever happening again. This failure will not be tolerated." He moved about the survivor's, carefully stepping over the fallen bodies as he advanced. "The glassing must commence on schedule and the fleet must be ready to invade the surface. Is that clear?"

 

One of the Human survivor's spat at the Arbiter, trying to kick him in the shin. The Arbiter caught the fool's boot and ended his folly, tossing him down the corridor and into a crate. "As for the survivor's . . . secure them in the brig. The assault begin's in five minute's. Fleet Master, you'd best be ready . . ." The Arbiter moved through a nearby door, waving a dismissive gesture at some confused Unggoy.

[Ataris]

An explosion rattled the ship, and the Realm fell apart. Before the final cataclysmic end, however, Covenant began to flee the hangar. It was going to be a close call. Especially for Valkanar 'Crolunee, lying there in front of a door.

 

He was vaguely aware of a hand grabbing him. The hand belonged to a low-ranking Sangheili, who obviously was extremely kind-hearted to note that the Stealth Elite was still alive. Barely.

 

Valkanar was having a horrible time. He was only half-way unconcsious, but the stimulant wasn't nearly enough anymore. The pain was becoming unbearable. But he could not move. Instead he was being dragged. Likely onto an escaping dropship.

 

As his body slumped peacefully onto the floor, his ears rang sharply enough that his eyes fluttered open briefly, noticing a massive explosion. The Realm was destroyed.

 

Finally, he slept.

[Cyborg Ninja]

Xan followed behind the Arbiter and eliminated and marines that tried to get near him. He heard the sounds of the humans advancing forward and the sound of many of the covenant forces dying. It appeared the Fleet Master had failed the Arbiter somehow and now they were letting humans be prisoners. Xan just shook his head slightly. As the Arbiter began to walk off Xan turned to the Fleet Master.

 

"Don't worry brother, you will be able to show the Arbiter in battle why you were given that title."

 

Xan followed after the Arbiter through the door.

 

"Holy Arbiter, if I may speak... I noticed a particular demon in the battle. It is much better than the other demons; the humans call it Chief. If you would let me, I would very much like to eliminate this Chief myself."

[Admiral_Thrawn]

"Very well commander, dismissed."

 

Ripa arrived from the corridor into bridge just in time to see his flagship, 'The Prophet's Blade', emerge from slipspace. The vessel was the best the Convenant had to offer and it's personnel was likely more than enough to storm the planet alone. The rest of the fleet was required for tactical deployment, as one ship could only deploy unit's so far . . .

 

His vessel zipped to the front of the fleet, dwarfing even the Divine Justice. The Arbiter contemplated his vision's before, wandering about what he had seen. Suddenly a large plasma source flared onto his HUD. A shockwave rocked the vessel, sending it colliding into a nearby ship. "Break to port! Break to port!!" The Brute Commander rushed to a nearby terminal, yanking the Kig-Yar operator from his seat. He tossed him aside as he slammed the keypad desperately.

 

"Arbiter! We have thirty two Prowler's exiting cloak just beneath us!" Primal fury nearly overcame 'Moramee, but his will remained absolute. "Engage shield's, cut the engine's to 20% power. Divert energy to the weapo--" The Brute shook his head, pointing to a nearby hologram.

 

"But Arbiter, if we do that the excess energy might just overload the reactor! With this ship in such a--" The Arbiter snarled at him, gesturing for silence.

 

"Do it." The figure nodded silently, his hand falling limp upon a large sphere amidst the control panel. The small orb illuminated the bridge, encasing his hand in a violet blanket of light. From the viewport the main batteries could be seen coming online. "Three . . . two . . . one . . ." The Arbiter brought his fist down upon a nearby console. "Engage!"

 

A nearby frigate moved to assist, unloading a salvo upon the Prowler formation. The ship's scattered and took evasive manouever's, losing only two ship's to the plasma blast's. The Arbiter quickly activated the command console, causing a holographic screen to encase the central viewport. He tapped a few of the holographic control's, causing the weapon's to begin firing. Three squadron's of Seraph's quickly moved to engage the Prowler's, coming upon them just as more decloaked.

 

"Arbiter! Astroid field, dead ahead! If we come about we leave ourselves exposed to enemy fire, what are your order's!?" The Arbiter hesitated for a moment, allowing for two more ship's to emerge from slip-space before giving his order. "Take us in, command all batteries to hold fire, divert power to the aft shield's!"

 

The bridge crew hesitated, but a growl from the Arbiter quickly sent them about their buisness. The ship dove into the asteroid formation, colliding with them as they plowed into the field. "Hold . . ." The Prowler's swarmed the vessel, coming at it from all side's in an attempt to strain the shield's. "Hold!!" The crew grew desperate, many sunk into their chair's and said their final prayer's, wishing fortune unto their descendant's.

 

"Divert all power to external shield's! Engage system overload, override all lock-out protocol's!" The crew obeyed, quickly causing the vessel to exert all it's power.

 

The restrainer's that held the energy field around the ship overloaded, causing the energy to fluctuate, then cause a shockwave. The ensuing explosion sent the UNSC force's in all direction's disabling or destroying most of their fleet. Those that did survive the initial wave were ripped apart in the after-shock, or crashed into an asteroid. The strain upon the reactor caused a minute power-down, to allow the ship to regenerate. The Arbiter sunk into his chair and sighed in relief, the crew staring at him in awe.

 

"Tell the Fleet Master to enter, now."

[Carsew]

"You summoned me, Arbiter," Neerg said and bowed before Ripa.

 

He was embarrased by his failure, but as Xen had said, he would show the Arbiter how he had earned the title of fleet master.

[CommanderQ]

The flash of events had taken Kendrick by surprise. He was ambushed, he knew that much, but it would seem it was just him, the Spartan, and some other Marine. The rest were dead, and now they were going to the brig.

 

"Not if I can help it...."

 

He looked back, and saw that most of the Covenant Officers had left, and he had been seperated from the other two prisoners.

 

He looked at the two Elites who were restraining him.

 

He looked to the one on his right,"So, you guys look pretty tough, do you guys work out?"

 

They stopped,"What do you mean, Heritic?"

 

"Do you guys work out? I mean with weights, make your arms big? You know?"

 

The second Elite shook his head,"No, we don't. Now be quiet, otherwise your words may count as heresy, as you are a heretic. It would kill us all."

 

Kendrick smiled,"Oh, don't worry, I'm sure that'll happen to you guys soon, I've got nothing to worry about."

 

"What?"

 

Kendrick stepped ahead of the first Elite tripping him, he then brought his elbow across the other's face.

 

He swung down, grabbing the tripped Elite by the neck, he then squeezed in a certain place just below the jaw, until he heard a snap.

 

He picked up it's sword, and jabbed it into the other Elite's face. Kendrick took a deep breath and looked around. His arms were covered in their blue blood. He smiled and picked up a plasma pistol.

 

"I'm out. Time to get the others."

 

He began walkling towards the brig.

[Jedi_Man]

Sam sighed, he needed a moment to rest. A plasma bolt fizzed by, Sam fired the last loaded shotgun shell at the Grunt, imploding the head.

He loaded his last 5 rounds.

" Dang! Gonna need to use this sparcely." Sam said. He looekd around, Marine Corpses littered the ground, mixed with the bodies of the Covenant. Sam picked up an Assault Rifle, grabbing a few clips from the spread out bodies. Most people would scold him, saying something about how he had no respect for the dead.

He disagreed, the dead would want him to take their ammo and go on.

[Admiral_Thrawn]

A small azure light flashed on the holo-panel, alerting the Arbiter of a prisoner's escape. "No matter, let him go. If he leave's, then he give's us a huge advantage . . ." He flicked off the auto-defense's for the escapee's sector, 'accidentally' allowing him to free the other's if he so desired.

 

"Fleet Master, your failure is of little concern to me. We are now above the target co-ordinate's, engage glassing now. Once it is complete we will begin the ground assault . . ." His voice trailed off, as he moved quickly over to a nearby viewport. The UNSC were attempting to evacuate the city, but to little avail it would seem. The last of the Phantom's took off, clearing the Convenant force's out of the city. The glassing could now begin . . .

 

The Arbiter immediately clutched his forehead, becoming overcome slightly by recent event's. He shook the feeling aside and moved on, leaving the bridge to the Fleet Master. Ripa now took a grav lift, to the brig.

[Carsew]

Neerg looked around at his crew.

 

"Well, engage glassing sequence," he said. He walked over to chair where the Arbiter was seated before. He sat down.

 

Good to be back he thought.

 

"Fleet Master, the glassing sequence has begun," a red armored Sangheili said. Neerg looked at him.

 

"Good, open up a commlink inform the Arbiter of this," he said. The Sangheili opened up a commlink to the Arbiter.

 

"The glassing sequence has begun, Arbiter," Neerg said. "My fleet will start firing as soon as you give the order..."

[Ataris]

Waking, Valkanar was stunned to see his wounds were healed. Several Drones were in the room, obviously working as medical officers. But where was he? Taking notice of a nearby Sangheili, likely the one who had rescued him, he addressed the Elite.

 

"What ship is this?"

 

"The Divine Justice. The glassing sequence has just begun."

 

"Thank you for..."

 

"We trained together in Crolun. You were a great inspiration to me. What I did was simply the honorable thing to do."

 

They embraced, him and the blue-armored Elite.

 

"Tell me your name."

 

"Coryntar 'Crolunee."

 

Equipping his gray armor, he continued speaking.

 

"Come with me to the bridge. You will likely want to see the fruits of your labor."

 

"I would be honored."

 

They passed many Grunts on their way to the bridge. Finally, they arrived, and Valkanar approached the Arbiter. He did not speak, for he knew that the Arbiter had heard his approach.

 

The windows near the front revealed many Covenant warships preparing to glass the planet. This was it. The moment that they had been waiting for.

[CommanderQ]

Kendrick suddenly reached a main communication port, at the same time, hearing a large rumble come from somewhere in the ship.

 

He began looking around in the comm port, he needed to do something to prevent the destruction of Harvest, if that's what the Covenant wanted to do.

 

He looked at numerous signs, exercising what little skill he had in translating Covenant words.

 

He spotted one,"Engine room...."

 

He took out a timed frag grenade and opened the message transport tube. He set the grenade for 3 minutes and tossed it down into the tube.

 

The he spotted another familiar sign.

 

He smiled, "Power supply...."

 

He took out a grenade and stuffed it down the tube.

 

3 minutes later, he heard two explosions, and the lights went out.

[Carsew]

"What's happened?!" Neerg shouted. The bridge was slightly lit up by the viewports.

 

"Somebody's destroyed the power supply?" an Unggoy said hesitantly. Neerg activated his energy sword and was about to kill the Grunt, who screamed and ran away. Neerg deactivated the sword and sat down.

 

"You!" Neerg said and pointed at a terrified Grunt. "Go activate the reserve power." The grunt was about to run away, but he fell down as the ship had started falling towards Harvest. The crew held on to everything they could find, a few Grunts fell.

 

"We have been sabotaged!" a red armored elite shouted.

 

"To the hangar!" Neerg shouted. "I'll go after the Arbiter." The crew ran as good as they could towards the hangars, while Neerg and his bodyguards took the same path as the Arbiter.

 

"Where are you, Arbiter?" Neerg asked into his commlink...

[Jedi_Man]

As the lights went off Sam flipped a switch in his helmet, activating the night vision mode. The green vision in front of him told him nothing beyond what he remembered seeing, a few dead bodies, bullet casings, blood. Nothing more or less.Then a Grunt stepped out from behind the bulkhead, not noticing Sam. Sam smirked and smashed he little aliens head in. He looked at the end of the hall, obviously where it was heading.

Reserve power and control, interesting.Sam thought. Thing's might be dark for a while now.

[CommanderQ]

Kendrick grabbed a nearby handhold as the ship rocked to Starboard hard.

 

It leveled out again and he chuckled, "I think I may have broken something important on this ship...."

 

He checked the plasma pistol and continued moving towards the Brig, he'd have to get as many men out as possible.

[Jedi_Man]

Sam was walking around the ship, he needed to find the rest of his group. He turned a corner and bumped into something flshy and warm.

It muttered something like a growl and a curse. Sam almost peed himself until the familiar voice of Kendricks said " Hey, watch were your going, or I'll demote you to private."

Sam backed up and smiled at him. " Sir, I never thought I'd see you again!"

[Carsew]

Neerg was looking for the Arbiter, when he noticecd something moving in the shadows. Two humans.

 

He muttered an order to his bodyguards, who hid themselves. As the humans walked by they raised their activated energy swords on each side of the humans.

 

The energy swords lit up the corridor, and he saw that the humans were the same that the Arbiter had spared.

 

"So, I presume you were the ones who destroyed the power on my ship," Neerg said, not threatingly, but certainly not friendly. "Well, the Arbiter spared you two for some reason. So you can go back to the reserve power and activate it."

 

He pointed his energy sword on the stomach of the sergeant. The humans armor sparked when the tips of the blade hit it.

 

"Let's go"

[CommanderQ]

Kendrick nodded to the Elite. For a Covenant Alien, his personality seemed more like that of a human's.

 

"Do as he says. We'll play along for a bit,"He said to to the Marine, Sam.

 

He then began to walk slowly in the direction the Elite pointed.