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Halo Clone Wars: Chapter 2
Posted By: Enthrone Darkness Triumphant<admiralprestoncole@yahoo.com>
Date: 13 February 2009, 9:40 pm
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Chapter 2: The Spear of the Triumphant
Regrets Carrier
October 20, 2552
Dead in Space
The grunts trembled in horror as they watched their inevitable doom approach them. The mismatched Motley boarding party was blitzing from one location to another for the past fifteen minutes trying to find the objective set before them. The AI Cortana was not able to connect with the alien computers because of the fried circuitry caused by the Ion weapon. She was only able to narrow down a few locations on the massive Covenant capital ship and all of them had turned up empty, save for some Elites and company who got caught in their way.
"Alright guys, this is the last possible location this guy could be hiding and it is the bridge. So you might expect some company when you arrive their; and going in with guns blazing might not be a good idea since we are trying to get the prophet ALIVE!" Cortana pointed out to the clones.
"Why are you talking like that hologram? We did quite easily flush those four jawed animals you know," Fordo stated.
"Yeah sure, but the prophet could have been hit by your Gung-ho assault and I do not think anyone wants to give up their morphine or what ever you carry to a shriveled up prune of a alien leader." Cortana mockingly replied. "Chief, we are approaching the bridge and I am reading a substantial number of life signs."
The team stopped at the beginning of the passageway towards the bridge with the chief motioning his hands for silence. They slowly slithered down the corridor trying to make the least amount of noise as possible. Fordo clenched his fist and motioned with two of his fingers for his troopers to take point and cover. The chief pointed towards the ODST's and with a blurry of hand movements, told them to watch the rear.
The chief then with the other Spartan grabbed the grooves on the door which would offer no resistance moving since its motors were gone. The clones tensed up with the blasters pointing at the door, ready to fire at the moments notice while Fordo started to toss a concussion grenade in his hand.
With one massive heave, the Spartans pulled the blast door open as Fordo threw the grenade like a baseball. The grenade flew and hit the gold armoured elite in the face and arced upwards exploding in a blinding flash.
The clones immediately opened fire into the center of the room rapidly draining a couple of the dazed elite's shields and stunning them with repeated shots of stun blasts. The chief leapt into the gold armored elite and disarmed him of his energy sword. He then proceeded to pound its skull into fracture with his massive gauntlet.
The rest of the aliens recovered from the blast and started to engage the assaulting party. The grunts were easily dispatched of with the blasters but the elites were able to withstand the barrage. They then engaged the ARC commandos in hand to hand combat which started to swing both ways. Some of the commandos were able to get roundhouse kicks into their opponents and knock them into the ground from which the clones proceeded to blow the alien bodies to pieces from the highest setting on their blasters. On the other end, higher ranking elites were able to grab some of the other clones by their neck and impale them with their swords.
The chief with his lightning fast reflexes threw a combat knife at the nearest adversary, skewering it into the alien's carotid. The other Spartan tackles two elites at once and quickly being able to cut one of elite's throats. The other elite being able to dodge the swipe of the Spartan's blade started to wrestle with him but to no avail as the half ton man machine hybrid was able to overpower and crush him.
"Chief! Chief! The Prophet, get the Prophet," Cortana exclaimed.
The chief gazed up and scanned the room for any signs of the alien.
Nothing.
"Search underneath the command deck."
"Of course," the chief thought, and he went off to the void underneath the command ramp.
Sure enough there was a shriveled up alien with luxurious red and gold robes with a highly decorative headpiece floating in his chair.
The Prophet shot at the chief with the chairs built in laser, but the chief rolled to the side and lunged at the alien. In a single fluid move, he grappled onto the hover-chair and yanked the prophet off.
"Could he stand out anymore?" Cortana teased. "Let's get the hell out of here before anymore aliens with a fun loving spirits show up."
"Fordo, we have the target, lets get back to the hanger," the chief ordered.
"On it sir," Fordo exclaimed as he finished dueling with the last elite. "Ahsoka, we have the target and are coming back for extraction, hold down till we arrive. Ahsoka! Are you there?"
"I hear you Captain; we are just having fun with a few of the four slack-jawed aliens. We could use some help, they are moving towards us in force, I do not know how long we can hold them." Ahsoka informed.
"General Skywalker should be at your position soon, he left to help you out; he was saying that he felt a disturbance in the hanger."
"Yeah, but that was taken care of, one of the Spartans got an overkill and rectified the situation, but then another one came up."
"Overkill?"
"You know Captain, one shot four plus kills."
"Good to know commander, we are heading back, e.t.a. about five minutes. Fordo out."
Ahsoka had been through many battles during the Clone Wars and was outnumbered tenfold yet she was able to emerge victorious. Now, she was deflecting shots from aliens who had personal shielding and could overpower her easily.
"Watch out! Suicide grunt," one of the human marines exclaimed.
Next thing she saw was Rex getting up and soccer kicking the alien back into the mass of enemies coming towards them and then seeing them vanish under a cloud of blue plasma.
"Damn Rex, when did you learn to do that?" smiled Ahsoka.
"I had plenty of practice with the clankers you and General Skywalker left for me during the numerous battles we went into," Rex responded as he fired his blaster into an oncoming horde of more aliens.
Ahsoka ignited her saber and started to cover her troops as they relocated to positions further behind.
"Damn, we are getting pushed further back, where are you Skyguy?" Ahsoka whispered to herself.
Suddenly a trio of jackels flew off the second floor and Ahsoka saw the blue lightsaber of her master.
Anakin dove into the middle of the alien cluster and started to slice through them as the clones and marines started to suppress the horde under a massive volley of bullets and lasers.
"Well looks like I just saved the day again, eh Snips," Anakin smirked as he walked towards Ahsoka.
"Skyguy! Behind you," Ahsoka screamed.
Anakin was just quick enough to catch a shot of a short continuous beam of green energy with his saber but the resulting overpressure threw him into the alien containers, knocking him out.
Ahsoka then saw two lumbering aliens enter the hanger; each easily ten feet tall with menacing spikes on their backs and orange exposed flesh. They started to line their shots again at the chosen one, but Ahsoka stepped in and deflected their shots. She being smaller was also thrown backwards by the immense overpressure of the fuel rods and was thrown into a daze.
"Rex, help." She whispered.
Rex being trained under the legendary Alpha himself was already swinging into action to take out the alien leviathans. He sprung into the air as his grappling line latched to the ceiling, swinging towards the nearest beast. He landed on top of its shoulders surprising it and confusing its bond brother. With a volley of repeated blasts from his blaster on its highest setting, he was able to easily break through the helmet of the alien and cook the colony of worms to extinction inside.
The other hunter witnessing his bond brothers' demise threw himself into a fury. He charged the Captain of the 501st with all due hate and malice, narrowly missing him as the clone was able to roll out of the path last minute.
The rest of the allied forces started to lay a barrage of firepower on the bipedal alien tank, which moved his massive battle plate shield to protect himself. Then out of nowhere, a shot echoed across the hanger, and the alien slumped forward, dead by a precision shot into it's exposed flesh.
Ahsoka woke up in a daze, the heavy ringing in her ears only amplified the headache she was having.
"Good to see you up kid, that was a nasty blow to the head you received," Rex was saying as he smiled down upon her. "The assault team has just arrived; we are getting ready to depart. General Skywalker is still out cold I'm afraid, he hit his head quite hard against that crate."
"We'll have the medics' look at him when we get back, put some Bacta bandages around any wounds, just incase," Ahsoka replied while trying to stand up.
She watched as the Humans climbed into the LAAT/i's with the prophet. Yet something was wrong, she could feel it but she didn't see anything.
"Kid, what's the matter?" Rex questioned.
"Something is not right Rex, I can feel it, there is a disturbance in this room," Ahsoka replied. "REX! GET DOWN!"
Behind the captain an energy sword activated and it swung right towards the unsuspecting clone. He was only saved by the quick reactions of the Togruta, who pushed him out of the way and blocked the blow with her lightsaber.
Ahsoka wasn't fully ready to battle yet as her head was still throbbing and her vision was yet to stabilize. Still she blocked the blows the camouflaged elite kept throwing at her, only being caught off guard when he grabbed her by the throat when he completed one of his viscous slashes.
Ahsoka saw her life run through her eyes in slow motion as the elite seemed surreal as he pivoted his sword to impale the young warrior. She closed her eyes as she was ready to make peace and join the force when she felt a sharp pain hit her face and she fell to the ground. She opened her eyes to see the elite lying limp on the floor with his head being blow into pile of gore strewn around her.
"Don't vorry young one, I vill carry you to gunship," one of the masked human commandos spoke. He swung his still smoking shotgun around his shoulder and carried the young alien to the last gunship with Rex waiting to apply aid to any wound.
As the pilots checked in to the command cruiser, the Enthrone Darkness Triumphant let loose a hellish barrage from its arsenal. Quietly, the assault force watched as the last of the Covenant force was destroyed, the ship being pounded by the high yield turbo lasers and missiles. Piece by piece the ship fell apart, losing plating and structural integrity to every shot that hit, every piercing blow it vented. Slowly, the lumbering Human ship pivoted towards the carrier and let loose a molten slug, impaling the alien cruiser.
The commandos stood quietly, watching the ship collapse into itself. Music blaring through their helmet speakers broadcasting from the Triumphant, not knowing to feel fear, shock or awe, they heard the song go into its finishing stanza:
A flow of orgasmic fire, swept through the cosmic night
I enthroned darkness triumphant, with the searing trident of the Inferno……
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