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Halo 2: Altered Version---This Time More Action
Posted By: Mark Lieberg<Malieberg@msn.com>
Date: 18 March 2005, 7:57 AM

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AN: Just a quick note. Lol this is getting funny. Third story in a row. Please dont flame me guys. Like a year ago when I stopped coming to this site for a month guss you didnt know that did ya? Well here it is. There might be a few mistakes..hope MCC Can catch them so I can edit on my real one.

      The Chief looked at the Bomb as Cortana activated the E-Band frequency. They heard many Admirals and Marines calling in and throughout the kill zone. "Master Chief, I want you to get to the Gettysburg/Fireball." Admiral Stanforth told the Chief.

      "Sir. I would like permission to leave the station and get on board one of the Dropships I have captured?" The Master Chief asked as he waited. Cortana stayed inside the bomb as she also waited for what the Chief was going to ask.

       "For what purpose Chief?"

       "To give the Covenant back their bomb." The Master Chief said smiling.

       "Permission granted." Hood responded as he deactivated the COM at his end.
      Covenant Destroyers, Frigates, and Carriers fired Plasma at the MAC's as they fell one by one. Many Covenant ships got passed and started down to the Earth's Atmosphere. On the Gettysburg/Fireball the Scanning radar picked up an enemy vessel closing in.

       "Sir." Intel informed the Spartan on the bridge. Rick looked around quickly, and

       "What is it?" Rick asked as he stood up walking over to the panels.

      Intel paused then told Rick, "There is a Covenant Dropship heading towards us. The Chief is in it with Sergeant Johnson."

       "Let the Pelican into Fighter Bay Alpha." Rick said walking into the elevator and going down to the Fighter bay.

      The Chief got out of the Covenant Dropship after getting Cortana into his helmet. "Nice little ship Chief." Rick said as he walked towards the Chief. He saluted John and he saluted back. He walked back and pulled out the heavy metallic bomb.

       "Well, we just had a nice little vacation with the Covenant on the other side of the planet." Johnson informed the Spartan as Rick looked at the Sergeant.
The other Spartans came walking to see the Chief.

       "Sir. I hope you don't mind me asking, but what the hell is that thing?" The Spartan Gabriel asked John as he looked at both her, and Rick.
       "It's a bomb the Covenant were planting on one of the MAC's. I want to give it back." The Chief said looking at the two-team Spartan leaders, and the rest of the team.

Chapter Seven°°°°°°°°°°°

1834 Hours, September 15, 2552 (Military Calendar)
Earth's Solar System, Planet Earth,
UNSC Cruiser Gettysburg/Fireball, in orbit of Earth.

      John watched the last time he saw the Pelicans as they entered the doors to enter space. The three-meter door closed behind the Pelicans as John climbed down to the main deck.

      Each of the ten Pelicans flew out of Cargo Bay two and down to Earth after the first three. Many Banshee fliers and Phantom ships flew up to invade them. Each of the Pelicans was equipped with Standard Machine Guns mounted in the Front and Aft of the Drop ship. And the Pelicans with the Scorpion Tank had its 7.62 armor piercing coaxial gun. Petty Officer Quinton fired his tank at the Covenant scum. He missed, and reloaded. During the reloaded, the Banshee flier came down for another swoop.

      Lieutenant Quinton was sure that his Pelican was going to blow, but then at a certain moment as the Banshee powered up its Plasma cannon. A Pelican drop ship fired its Machine Gun into the Covenant Ship. The Banshee blew up with melted purple black metal as the Pelican flew through the debris.

       "What the hell was that Rick?" Gabriel said on the COM line.

      "I don't know, but looks like we have some reinforcements coming Gabriel. Hold on tight Marines, this is no joy ride!" Rick said looking into the monitor that displaced the outside view of space. He saw only one Pelican drop ship coming out of the Earth's atmosphere.

       "You all right sir?" asked the pilot of the Pelican ship.

       "Yes sir. What's your name Pilot?" asked Rick as his Pelican went down towards Earth. While he asked he saw many Banshee fliers, about fifty-four of them came flying towards them. "This is Spartan-098. Please state your designation soldier?"

       "Pilot? I am no Pilot sir. I'm a Helljumper. Names Helljumper Ya`ko Ro of Earth. Hold on, we'll protect you long enough for you to enter Earth's Atmosphere." Said the Helljumper, Ya`ko Ro, flying the Pelican drop ship from Earth.

      Lieutenant Quinton and the Pelican marines with the Spartans saw after that COM signal at least thirty Pelicans armed with their standard issue Machine gun also placed in the front and aft of the ship, flew from Earth to target the Covenant Scum. All of the Pelicans fired their machine gun. As many white bright bullets flew away from the Pelican it went straight towards the Banshee's, and the Phantoms. The pack of Pelican drop ships certainly helped the other Spartans and the marines a lot.

      Lieutenant Quinton saw the other tanks fire at the Covenant warships. The huge round flew from the Scorpion Tanks towards the Covenant Cruisers. The warships ignored them as they flew to Earth. One by one, each of the Banshee fliers blew up in space. The Pelicans together fired their Archer missiles at the Covenant Cruiser and together they managed to destroy the Cruiser.

      The Gettysburg/Fireball fired its Archer Missiles as they had only five pods left. The purple tail lightened missile flew to the Dropships. The Weapons from the tanks, and MAC took down their shields. As they recharged, the Frigates' missiles hit the Covenant Warship.

      After that, the warship blew up from all the impacts that the Archer missiles came from. The ship started for Earth, and headed down in to orbit. The ship began to burn, and then dissolve cause of the overwhelming heat. The odds of that were countless millions to one. They destroyed a warship with only a few Pelican fighters equipped with their Tanks, plus the MAC.

       "Thanks Helljumper." Gabriel said to Ya`ko as she held her gun up looking at the other Spartans.

       No problem sir! We need every man and women to fight this war," Ya`ko said to the curious Spartan, "land here in these coordinates. All the cities are overrun and one of the Colonels and the two teams of marines with one Sergeant are located here. Have fun, and God speed Spartan! Ya`ko out!"

      Gabriel glanced at the coordinates and noticed that it was in Ghost town, Nevada. She wondered how many marines are there. She looked at the monitor and saw the rest of the Pelicans descend towards Earth. She saw many of the ships burn and reentered the atmosphere. "Take us to these coordinates pilot." Gabriel yelled to the pilot as he changed course.

      Gabriel's Pelican descended just like the rest. She saw flames and ashes in many of the towns and cities. There was Plasma guns and turrets flying all over in the air. Banshees flew everywhere. There, she saw the White House the old political building from the 1800's. That building however was totally destroyed. It was burning with the rest of the things. She then saw marines firing BR55's at the Covenant Jackals and wished to help. But she was unable to land here cause it was Hot. She watched many fights along the land of Earth. Every thing was burning or blowing up.

      To Gabriel, she just wanted to nuke the Covenants home world like they did to Earth. Blow every little city, and fry everyone that speaks something else beside English. When she flew over, which appeared to be Kentucky, she saw marines wearing armor while firing their pistols. There were camouflaged Elites everywhere. The Elites ran towards the marines and sliced them with their swords like slipping a knife in to butter. Gabriel swore she saw them laugh at the dead carcasses. "Pilot! Open the back door and bring up a 10mm machine gun," Gabriel said to the plot as it flew around the Elites over and over again, "I want some target practice!"

       "Acknowledged. Good Hunting!" the pilot said back to Gabriel as the doors opened up with a 70mm machine gun coming out of the tail wing. Gabriel laid her hands on the machine gun. She took a deep and slow, angry breathe before pulling the trigger. As she pulled the trigger the 70mm machine gun shot at least two-inch bullets per second. She counted at least fifty-seven bullets came out of the gun. The two-inch bullets fired into the Elites shields. The shields flickered then faded as many of the swarming bullets went straight threw the Elites like nothing.

      The Pelican flew for around thirty to forty minutes. They now entered Arizona. The vast waste land that filled with burning Scorpion Tanks, Pelicans, and even Warthogs. There seemed to have been a great battle here. Although Gabriel did not see any Covenant bodies, she thought to her self that the sand must have buried them, but the wind never kicked up. Nothing moved in the dry desert. The Pelican flew for another ten minutes and entered Nevada. They were near a UNSC camp, but then saw it burning all so with ashes and flames. Everything, down to the last pet was either dead, or still burning. Gabriel looked to the other Pelicans as they fired their guns.

      Rick's Pelican flew firing ammo the size of his fist. Each armor-piercing bullet flew from the 70mm machine gun at their stern and forward side. They were firing at rows and rows of Grunts. They all screamed enough that the Pelicans engines vibration couldn't wear it off. The sound of the Grunts made the marines mad and absurd that they kept on throwing fragmentation grenades down the aft hatch. The team didn't care what happened unless it was them who get shot at. They wore strong faces and were ready to do anything. Each of the Spartans threw grenades down then they saw the worst. There were hunters. They wore big armor shields, blue skin, and had tentacles sticking out of their heads. It was gross enough that they saw the blue blood that the Grunts had all over the desert.

      The Scorpion Tanks that was attached to the Pelican drop ships opened fired. Each of the 70mm armor-piercing bullets left the cannon; they headed straight for the Covenant ground forces. Big explosions blew in the air, fire everywhere, and when the Pelican continued to fire more bombs exploded on the ground. Little Grunts and Jackals blew up with pieces flying everywhere. It was a disaster, all the UNSC personal dead on the spot.

       "Target that Wraith tank son. Take that thing out now!" Rick said to the marine in the Scorpion tank on the back. The marine pulled the trigger and fired. As the cannon shot, the big bullet round hit the Wraith tank and it exploded. Wraith tanks weren't supposed to explode on one shot, but maybe it exploded cause of the altitude they were in. Most of the Wraith tanks would explode after 2 to 3 hits, but this was really unusually. Either the UNSC Scorpion tanks had stronger ammunition, or the Wraith tank had been damaged before from a fight not to long ago.

      Indeed it had passed at least twenty more minutes before the reached Ghost town, Nevada. Rick thought of Earth as a fireball and could not accept it. "Fire everything you got marine! Wipe the stench of Covenant forces on the Earth!" Rick yelled aiming out of the Pelican drop ship as the Scorpion tank, the 7.62mm machine gun, and the Pelicans 70mm machine gun in the front fired. Heavy rounds fell out of the machine guns dropping bullets softly in the sky. Smoke filled the air as Rick breathed it. Rick pulled his trigger to his BR55, and fired. Each of the rounds flew from the new gun and into Covenant soldiers. Grunts bleed blue-blackish blood while the Jackals green, bluish. Thousands of Thousands of Covenant soldiers died.

       "Sir! Banshee flier at two o'clock!" The pilot said shifting the control to steer at nine o'clock. The Pelican drop ship turned and flew faster. The marines and Spartans fired at the incoming Banshee fliers. It was certainly Hell out there. Rick looked out of the aft hatch and saw an undamaged building. There he saw people carrying Jackhammer rocket launchers on their shoulders. Rick saw one of them fire the rocket. As the rocket flew it almost hit his Pelican. Rick zoomed on his display and saw it was a Sergeant. The rocket flew past his Pelican by meters and hit the Banshee fliers. The ships blew up in the air heading down to the ground. Black smoke flew from the destroyed Banshee as the Pelican landed near the LZ.

       "Welcome to the secret UNSC base in Ghost town, Nevada! I am Sergeant Lieberg from the outer province of Washington." Lieberg said to the Spartans and marines as the Pelican landed and dropped off Tanks, Warthogs, and ammunition. The Pelican drop ships sat where they landed while the Scorpion Tanks and Warthogs formed three lines. Marines jumped off of the drop ships and checked the vehicles.

       "Thank you Sergeant. What happened? We received a set of coordinates from a Pelican Dropship, and requested reinforcements." Gabriel said as she walked towards Rick and Sergeant Lieberg.

       "The Covenant appeared only a few hours ago. Multiple ships came out of slipspace. However the MAC's destroyed half of the fleet. I thought the Covenant had more than this. The attack on Reach was probably forty or fifty times this size." Lieberg stated to the Spartan as Gabriel moved towards the Private after listening to Lieberg.

       "We should set up a perimeter around the base. How many marines do you have?" Rick asked the Sergeant.

       "We have at least nineteen marines waiting for combat from the Chief," the Sergeant looked at the Spartans and blinked a few times, " Where is the Chief sir?" Lieberg asked Rick as he looked around searching for the Chief.

       "He is doing another mission." Rick told Lieberg as he shook his head.

       "We need every Spartan available to fight against the Covenant. What is his mission exactly sir?" Lieberg asked curiously hoping that he was not dead, not yet anyways.

       "His mission was to...he didn't really have a mission sir. Only to kill every Covenant he could find and send them back to hell where they came from."

       "That sounds like a good plan, coming from a Spartan." Another marine interrupted as he walked up from the encampment. "My name is Colonel Poe. From California, 2nd company, and Sergeant Lieberg is in 3rd. We're ready to do anything to kill these bastards."

       "Acknowledged. Well the Chief is really not alone on this mission. He has the Computer intelligence AI called─"

       "Cortana. Yeah, we know all about that AI. She's the advance one we have in the ONI and the UNSC HQ."

       "Right. Ok will set up a perimeter. Liz, Calvin, and Hobbs. You guys will locate here at this point, about ten meters away from here to the south. Julie, Andrew, and I will be ten meters from the East." Rick said to the other Spartans and marines. He moved his hand above his visor and looked around. All he could see was dirt and sand. All mixtures from Red to Yellow, vast wasteland was everywhere, no water for miles, besides cactuses, animals digging in the ground either to hide of to live under the cool shade.

       "Acknowledged. Justin, Luke, and Bill will head ten meters to the North while Joe, Kevin, and I will be ten meters to the West. That should cover every meter from here to the ten meter arena." Gabriel told Rick and she looked at her team. All of the Blue and Red lights winked on and off signaling that it was clear.

       "Ok Spartans. Lets see what you're made of." Lieberg told Rick as the Spartans separated into four groups. Gabriel's team of Blue-Three and Blue-Six moved west 10 meters. Justin's team consisting of Blue-Four and Blue-Five moved out towards the North.

      Sergeant Lieberg looked at his company. Private's Darby, Bezold, Stoll, Wilson, Fuller, Kincaid, Heller, and Williamson looked at the Spartans wearing the MJOLNIR suits. They shined, reflecting light in the marine's eyes. The marines grinned and held their hands up to block the sun out. Rick's team that was made of Red-Five and Red-Six headed East while Liz's team that had Red-Three and Red-Four towards the south.

      Colonel Derrick Poe walked away from his company as he looked out at the clear desert. He thought to himself that nothing might happen to them, but although every time he felt that way something bad was going to happen. His company was called the Charlie Company.

      One of his Privates however, walked towards the Colonel and asked, "Sir should we stay with Sergeant Lieberg's squad?" Private Diaz asked.

       "Yes set a small perimeter around the LZ. Arm the squads with the basic crap marine." Colonel Poe told the marine as he did so.

      Private Diaz ran to the squad and told them to get ready for anything. He saw the Colonel's squad get ready. He saw Private Chekov pick up some armor for his vest. Private O'Brien was next to Chekov as he checked his pistol. Private O'Brien was taller then the Colonel but guarded him with everything.

      Private Rodriguez, Smith, and Alami talked about their BR55's. They each always gave extra clips of ammo to each other. They were friends since the Academy of UNSC HQ.

      Privates Wiles, and Paffic were friends with each other but never helped each other if in trouble.

      The last Private in the Colonel's group was Private Stacker. He was tall and smart of plans and traps for the Covenant soldiers to fall into. He always carried a small box of Fragmentation grenades by his sides. He wasn't very talkative but got the job done the right way.

      Lieberg wondered if this, perimeter will help them survive a little longer although the Spartans were trained for offence not defense mostly. Sergeant Lieberg wondered if the Spartans could hold their position before reinforcements arrive. He counted on the Chief to come and rescue them. The Private talked near Colonel Poe's marines.
      Private Darby was Japanese, however he was talented with snipers nonetheless. He wore a strong face with a few burns on his right side of his face.

      Private Bezold was taller then any of the marines, but was very good in demolitions.

      Private Stoll loved to toy with his BR55 and M6C pistol. He was an expert in Covenant technology. He graduated from the college of UNSC HC.

      Private Wilson was a talkative person, but always got his job done. No matter how hard the task was, he seems to have complete all the tasks the Sergeant instructed.

      One of his team of marines was Private Fuller. He was excellent with snipers, Plasma Needlers, and rifles. He was a little shorter then Sergeant Lieberg, but was a fine officer. He and the Sergeant were best pals in the training grounds and still were.

      Private Kincaid always never let a Covenant run away no matter what. Private Heller is great with demolitions. She can blow a Covenant when luring it towards a trap. The last soldier in his group was Private Williamson. He was taller then the Sergeant. He was a great friend and a reliable soldier. He usually upgrades his MA5B. But this time he used the new BR55.

       "Uh ten hut! Get in a straight-line maggot! We haven't got all day! Come ladies, this ain't no Girl Scout camp like the ONI has, so get your rat assess moving before you get sent to the Covenants for dinner!" Lieberg said to the group of Private s. He walked back and forth looking at his squad. They were now one company, one team, but only one leader. Their team was Bravo Company now. Lieberg straightened up the soldiers in old fashion.

       "Sir," Bezold said looking straight at the major, "permission to saddle up and get ready sir?"

       "Permission granted. Well? Move it you scum bags we haven't got all day! Hustle up! One, two three... one, two, three." Lieberg yelled to the marines in line scrambling to get to the weapons locker to saddle up.

      Gabriel walked down the dry arid desert with nothing but a BR55 and a 5mm pistol with two companions. Her team jogged down West ten meters away from the LZ. The sun shined harshly and the MJOLNIR suit changed temperature cause it was so hot. Her suit felt a little cooler then the standard temperature the suit had before on the other mission.

       "Gabriel! We are ten meters away from our LZ. Should we stop here and stand watch?" Kevin asked the Spartans as she walked away from him looking out at the desert.

       "Affirmative. Hold position here and notify the other squads." Gabriel responded to the Spartans question looking again out in the desert. She squinted and swore she some something shine silvery and purplish. She looked around and only same her group consisting with Kevin and Joe. She looked back at the exact spot she saw the shimmer and ignored it.

      Justin's team made it ten meters by running. Justin thought to himself that he should have brought a Warthog out here incase Elites or Brutes come here. Justin felt all right. He could see all around him. "Hold position here." Justin called on his COM to his team. Blue lights blinked on and ended as Blue-team acknowledged. Justin checked his equipment and scouted a head after informing his group.

      Bill looked around at the dry desert. He hoped that they would have luck as their Master Chief had every mission. Bill looked at Luke and day dreamed about Earth being safe. He wished he was in combat and ready to kill those Covenant home worlds like they were doing to Earth. He hoped by some miracle that the Master Chief will devise a plan and to destroy the Covenants evading Earth.

      Luke looked back at Bill and hoped that after this mission the war would and possible be over. He remembered all those marines back at the old White House. He hoped that that old historical building never gotten destroyed. Luke looked at his arm panel on his MJOLNIR suit and adjusted the temperature. It was hot as hell out where he was thought Luke as he saw Justin coming back to there position.

      Liz, Calvin and Hobbs made it out ten meters. They each sat down on a dry log and looked around. The breathed for a few minutes and checked their ammunition. They weapons loaded full and they each had a full pack of standard issue grenades. Calvin looked out and saw something shimmer.

       "Hey Hobbs. What do you think that is over there?" Calvin said squinting at the small image but then quickly disappeared.

       "I don't know I can't see it from here. Liz, permission to scout ahead?" Hobbs stood up looking at Liz as she looked back at Hobbs.

       "Negative we have to stay here. If we scout ahead we might be in trouble." Liz responded worrying about what Calvin saw.

       "Acknowledged. Hobbs out." Hobbs ended as he walked towards Calvin. He sat back down and stared at Calvin. He held up his BAR and checked it one more time.
       "Well Calvin. I guess we can just sit here and watch."

       "Understood." Calvin responded also wondering what he had seen. Was it an illusion or was it something horrible.

      Rick made it ten meters away from his LZ. He took a deep breath and ordered Andrew to scout. Rick thought to himself that the Covenant would never pass him. The only way the Covenant will get passed him was over his dead body. Rick checked his BR55 and reloaded his pistol after practicing it on the Longsword Fighter.

      Andrew scouted ahead and saw something shimmer. He immediately reported it. "Sir? As I scouted ahead," Andrew swallowed his breath and looked again, "I saw something shimmer."

       "What exactly did you see?" Rick asked to the shaken Andrew as he tried to remember.

       "I think it was silver sir. I may have seen nothing." Andrew responded to his team leader.

       " Keep your eyes peeled son. Make sure nothing passes you. Rick out!" Rick said on the COM frequency. Rick walked down the desert area and saw the bright hot sun. The desert was quite warm and hot as heck thought Rick.

      Julie walked down the dry wasteland. She likes it here. Nice and quiet, but that can also be really bad thought Julie as she checked her weapons and shield status. The shield bar was full and her health was excellent, but that gave her a chill. She looked out of the desert and magnified her view ten times normal. She looked at the ground and saw small particles of rock and sand shiver and stops then again shivered and stopped.

      She wondered what could cause it. She looked around and saw Andrew and Rick staying still then realized what it was. A huge silver and bulbous machine that was partially purple appeared on her magnification. There in the air flew probably at least ten to twenty Banshee fliers and many Covenant soldiers, all shapes and sizes that she saw.

       "Sir! Covenant soldiers, air, and ground forces by north, northeast. Repeat Covenant soldiers, air and ground forces by north, northeast!" Julie yelled over the COM channel and raised her rifle. She fired ten rounds and saw three Elites and five Grunts dropping to the ground. The other two shots missed and flew passed them denting one of their Wraith Tanks.

       "Acknowledged. Blue teams and Red teams proceed to section north by north east. Covenant spotted and engaging repeat engaging Covenant forces!" Rick yelled on E-band to the other teams.

       "This is Gabriel! Covenant forces on East side of facility. They're trying to flank us! Stand ground, I repeat stand ground!" Gabriel yelled to her blue team as they fired at the Covenant forces.
       "Justin here. They must be circling us. We have contact in the North with Rick's team. The Covenant is surrounding us. Liz! Pease say you don't have contact?" Justin reported to the other teams.

       "Sorry sir! We are too engaged in Covenant forces." Liz responded to the Spartans question firing her sniper rifle.

       "Acknowledge. Contact our LZ and tell them we have company!" Rick yelled after Justin's question.

       "Understood! Gabriel out!" Gabriel ended her transmission firing multiply rounds of her BR55 and pistol. Bullets kept firing at the Covenant as she opened a channel to their LZ. "Sergeant Lieberg! Get ready for battle! We have contact on all sides, repeat all sides!"

      "Understood! Get ready. We've got company!" Lieberg yelled to his company as they readied their rifles and grenades for incoming Covenant Forces.