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Halo: Humanity's End by The First Spartan
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The Begining of the End (Ch. 1)
Date: 15 March 2006, 11:24 pm
*Note, I'm too lazy to use HTML, so please don't say anything about it. It would help if you could help me with some details or so. Thanks*
CHAPTER 1===================================================
0820 Hours, February 10, 2580 (Military Calendar) /
Sol System, Earth, New Delphi, Iceland
"All conditions go for SkyCarrier Ground Control?" queried pilot Samuel White to control.
"Roger, all conditions go for SkyCarrier, over." Replied a technician in ground control. The SkyCarrier was a heavy transport used to carry heavy weapons and vehicles like artillery, Scorpion tanks, construction/repair vehicles, and crates of ammo and explosive ordinance. It essentially looked like an elongated Pelican dropship with a longer wingspan and Scorpion missiles in rocket pods.
"This is ground control...you and your escorts are reading green across the board. Give 'em hell out there for us. Over"
"Affirmative ground control, I'll bring back a little somethin' for you to remember. Over and out." The SkyCarrier's VTOL engines suddenly produced a bright orange flare, and ignited. White pushed the trust lever and rocketed into the sky, along with the SkyHawk VTOL Fighters.
Three hours of flying through the torturous snow and wind, they finally reached Bravo Base. There was a flurry of activity as marines prepped their Warthogs, Scorpions, and other vehicles for the snowy conditions. The elites checked their Ghosts, Banshees, and Wraiths if they were battle worthy. They just got a message indicating that the Covenant had demolished and glassed Delta Base, and the Elites just wanted some more revenge.
"Bravo Base, the cavalry has arrived. This is SkyCarrier Anaconda 316. See if you can set up a LZ for us out of the snow. Over."
"Anaconda 316, sure thing, just make sure those SkyHawk fighters are armed and ready for a fight. We'll refuel them when they get on the ground. Over." The VTOL engines whined when White was touching down. *Thump*
"The bird has landed. It's safe to begin unloading, over." Engineers both with and without loading suits swarmed in to begin unloading the much needed supplies and construction equipment. With the necessary equipment, Bravo Base could build SAM sites with rectangular boxes hoarding multiple Swallow Surface-to-Air missiles, some cylindrical gattling guns, and Gauss Cannons. Bravo Base would not fall.
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Ninth Age of Reclamation, Camp of Recovery / Sol System
Earth, New Delphi, Iceland
Tarnerus gazed over the army of the Covenant. Almost 10,000 Covenant soldiers were readying themselves for the siege. His gaze wandered over to his brutes, bundled for war and the cold weather. They were his pride and joy. Trained from a young age, they would all be worthy opponents in the battlefield. He walked down to the brutes behind his own, the pilots of the Wraiths.
"Get ready to enter the tanks, and move up onto that first ridge up there," He gestured toward the ridge. "And begin bombardment after two cycles. You will not fail me." He looked at every pilot. Each one was eager to begin. Good, he thought, the humans will not withstand such firepower...and eagerness. As he looked back at the base, he was counting on the element of surprise that they had, since they were sent silently every night during the siege of Delta Base.
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2152 Hours, February 10, 2580 (Military Calendar) /
Sol System, Earth, New Delphi
The pelican dropship entered Bravo Base. Corporal Hayfield flagged the dropship down with a fluorescent flare. When the dropship touched down, a myriad of heavily-armed soldiers thundered down the metal ramp. They carried something in their midst, a metal transmitter. The corporal didn't think much of this, as O.N.I. frequently sent him new-fangled contraptions that needed to be tested. Other than this, the soldiers carried out weapons, supplies, and other necessities for a long siege. The corporal watched as a Navy tech walked toward the machine, and pressed a button. Immediately, he heard a low hum emanating from the machine. As he walked toward the Navy tech, he heard the sentinel at the watch-post shout out, "The Covenant are here! Prepare for a siege!" He had barely finished when the first opening salvos of plasma rained down from the sky and pummeled the fortress walls.
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0500 Hours, February 11, 2580 (Military Calendar) /
Sol System, Earth, New Delphi
There was chaos outside of the fortress walls. Human marines and Covenant Jackals, Brutes, and Buzzers traded shots, and casualties mounted. There were screams of pain as soldiers felt the superheated plasma shots burn through their shirts and armor, touching the raw skin beneath. For every Human soldier that fell, five Covenant soldiers fell as well. However, for every enemy soldier slain, two more seemed to take it's place. Soldiers who were shouting orders could barely be heard over the whine of overheated plasma weapons, the staccato of automatic weapons fire, sniper rifle shots, the sounds of a rocket being launched, the sizzle as an energy mortar hit the concrete, steel, and snow. The constant volley of weapons fire seemed to tear the very fabric of time, slowing everything down, as well as casting an eerie glow around them. Explosions thundered everywhere. Screams, taunts, complaints, they were all there in the night.
As SkyHawks streamed past, white streaks of missiles lunged straight into the Covenant Horde. The Covenant, undaunted, launched a new attack at the gates. The solid steel gates groaned and screeched as the horde launched volleys of plasma and energy mortars at them. Some of the sniper nests which also had guys with rockets, launched a counter-attack at the wraiths. A Wraith stopped firing and took aim at the nest. The soldiers jumped off moments before the nest became a torch in the night.
Corporal Hayfield aimed the rocket launcher at a Wraith that was manuvering around most of the incoming fire, and hitting most of his men. He let fly one round hitting the Wraith with perfect aim. It hit the vehicle with an explosion like that of a thunderclap, which resulted in a sound that was so loud, that many of the soldiers near the explosion stopped and turned around. In that momentary lapse of attention, the Soldiers and vehicles on the wall took aim and fired a barrage of fire, projectiles, and plasma that hit that area like a well-aimed punch at an opponents exposed flank. That whole area lit up like a Christmas tree in the night, and everything was turned to ash. The Covenant tried to rush soldiers in, but as the dropships neared the Covenant LZ, hidden Anti-Aircraft missile sites rose up and launched salvos of missiles toward the incoming dropships, each one dropping out of the sky or exploding in a black cloud of fire and shrapnel.
Suddenly, a portal of a red color opened up in the sky, and a huge ship emerged. It had a vague shape of a hammer with two cylinders in the middle, and engines in the back. As soon as this new ship came out, the AA missile sites automatically aimed and fired at this new thing in the sky. The missiles hade barely exited halfway out of the launch tube when they exploded, by some mysterious force, leaving behind twisted metal and blackened dirt, which had originally been a missile site. As the smoke cleared, dozens of organic and slimy-looking pods fell down from the ship, as well as metallic pods, and landed near the covenant base. The Covenant have been taking advantage of this momentary lapse of attention caused by the ship to regroup and charge again at the human camp. They didn't get far, as the pods burst open to reveal slightly slug-like creatures, with daggers for hands, and a shield-like carapace on its head. As Covenant soldiers turned to deal with this new enemy, the creatures began to fling spines and acid at the covenant. Impaling many of the unshielded soldiers, the covenant aimed at anything around them. As pods headed to Bravo Base, the marines screamed and fired at these pods. They successfully managed to shoot down half of them, but they kept coming. The Corporal looked around quickly, as the whole base started to run into disarray.
"Everyone! Grab what you can, we're evacuating this base! We'll be overrun! Load up a vehicle and head toward the science outpost, maybe we can warn them and help them defend themselves." As the marines did what they were told, some kind of elephant-like thing came through the portal, with dozens of others just like it. They seemed to be giant heading for the covenant base, where the aliens there had secured a foot hold.
"This is Hayfield, can anyone read me? I repeat, can anyone hear me? We are under assault by some type of alien creature. They have decimated the Covenant siege force! We are currently evacuating, but be warned, a MAC station will most likely be disabled. I know you need it, but we can't hold this position. We will fall back to the science research station and hole up there. We'll be able to protect them if the aliens follow us to the station. Can anyone hear me?"
"Corporal Hayfield, this is Major Lee. We'll send some reinforcements and medical staff. If you guys don't make it out, we'll have to nuke the site. Do you copy?"
"Major, I copy. Thanks for the help."
"Hey, you need all the help you can get."
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