Good Friday: Chapter III
Posted By: HellBreaker<hellbreaker03@hotmail.com>
Date: 7 December 2008, 12:13 am
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Chapter Three
"It seems your hunt was unsuccessful Tholes" The Sangheili in golden armor said dismissively to the hulking black Jiralhanae.
"Nay War Priest, we made all due hast towards the humans but their advantage was too great for my worriers to overcome" Replied the Pack Leader, his silvering mane still prickled from adrenalin.
"That is a shame, the humans will surely know of our endeavors here we must move before they retaliate" The Priest said calmly.
"Pray you do not lay the blame solely upon us for my stalkers where prepared to attack. It was the breeder who the blame lays upon for th…" He was stopped by the seven plasma swords now active. One of which was level with his throat held by the War Priest himself.
"I do hope that you will never address one of the Prophets holy Seraphim with such a foul title again" The alien leaned in low, its mandibles clenching in tight with anticipation.
"My deepest apologies War Priest and to you Sul'a Lazuli of the Seraphim. However, the fact still remains that had the call gone out sooner the humans would not have escaped." He said pulling away from the hissing blade with a grunt and an angry sneer.
"What is done is done Tholes, gather your worriers and prepare for evacuation. That is all"
"Yes War Priest may yours and the Prophet's will be done"
As the Brute bowed and left the small prefab that served as the War Priest's quarters the Priest's bodyguards turned to leave. The six of them where clad in silver armor decorated with dark blue engravings and highlights. But matters still remained to be discussed.
"Lazuli, stay I must speak with you on this matter" his voice now carried a serious tone, one he reserved solely for members of his own race. For you see, when you carry a high title you are expected to act in certain ways. Given the tension between the Sangheili and the Jiralhanae many officers showed courtesy to their own race that they normally wouldn't when a member of the other was present.
"War Priest Du'rovn I..."
"Silence! Though I despise the hairy wretch I will not overlook your failure! As a member of a Seraphim you are honoring your gender and family with a chance few receive, but that makes your mistakes all the more costly. Your inability to act has cost us time and a valuable opportunity to remove the humans from this world. I do not know what happened tonight but I guarantee you I will watch you more closely from now. A demon slayer your title may be but you still come up short there as well. Even a single human left alive is a stain on the world and a threat to the Holy Covenant."
"With all due respect my lord, it was a nervous mistake I was engaged by one of the humans and in the heat of battle I miscalculated my timing" She replied solemnly
"Your choice of words interreges me, I ask you Lazuli why are you nervous? Surely the news of the armored demon's appearance on the battle field has not spooked a demon slayer such as yourself" he said with a cunning smile "or perhaps there is another reason for your preoccupation? Could it be you are distracted with thoughts of removing this threat and redeeming yourself in the eyes of your fellow worriers?"
"I, uh yes lord War Priest. I understand I will personally hunt down this threat to our faith." Lazuli was unsure of what the preacher was planning, and that made him all the more dangerous. However she couldn't let this chance to return good favor to herself slip away or she was as good as plasma slag or worse one of the Priest personal concubines.
"Elevation fifty five, check? And Fire!" Shouted the artillery commander. In unison five large howitzers let loose their devastating ordinance. Sam watched as a large black cloud of earth, wood and smoke erupted from the forest. The sun had barely risen by the time the hogs had pulled into Command. It had taken roughly twenty minuets to rally the artillery crews and their CO. What the gunners and the UNSC personnel watching didn't know is that in the time it had taken for the strike to be organized the Covenant forces had evacuated the area. But it was still good for moral to see something being done.
After a volly of four rounds the guns went silent. Though the forest was reduced to barren earth in the vicinity of the recon patrols sweep that night, the massive guns had struck nothing besides trees, rocks and what few animals the brutes had not eaten. The morning was silent, off in the distance a local bird called out.
"Private Samuel Sweeny huh?" said the lady behind the desk in the main compound.
"Yes ma'm, I would like the transfer please" Said the enthusiastic Marine.
"You got some kind of death wish kid?" she said with a concerned look on her face. "I know war can be hard on one but there are people you can talk to. Don't just go throwing your life away!"
"Excuse me?" Sam said surprised "I just want to be transferred to the Spartan Friday's squad"
"You're serious?"
"Yes?"
"Ok who put you up to this because I don't have time for practical jokes soldier?"
"This is no joke ma'm, why does this bother you so much, is there something I am missing?"
"First off Spartans don't work with Marines, secondly this one in particular doesn't even like to work with a squad"
"Yes I know that but I need to speak with him, its kind of urgent, however he is beyond reach at the moment and the only way for me to get to him is to join up with the ODST meeting up with him this afternoon via pelican drop off. Since I am not ODST the only option available to me is to transfer to his unit."
"And you have the Commanders permission?"
"Yes right here" he said pulling out a piece of paper with the base commander's signature on it.
The secretary let out a sigh, then began to type on her computer. "Ok kid your all set. Best of luck to you" though she smiled at him, it was a smile give by those who know they will never see you again.
Sam walked to the barracks feeling rather down, however he needed to speak with the Spartan about what had happened in the forest, about the elite and now about this paranoia surrounding him. He packed his gear; Sam had been assigned a more accurate Battle rifle rather than his normal MA5B. Its single or burst mode allowed it to be more accurately handled than the Assault rifle at a range. He also still had his Silenced smg for backup and close quarters combat. After saying a few good byes he hurried to the waiting pelican. Six Hell Jumpers where already seated and prepared for lift off onboard the dropship.
"You just made it" Said the pilot as he threw away the butt of a cigarette. After loading up the pilot looked back and said "Ok please keep all hands arms and leg attached to your body when fighting the covenant. And friendly warning form the captain, don't get shot!"
"OOH-RAH!" was the reply from the soldiers as the hatch closed.
The pelican lifted off as the sun reached its peek, on both sides it was flanked by two hornets loaded down with ammunition and rations. Off in the distance a bird let out a mournful cry.
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