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Journal of Suno Happer (Day 5 and 6: Civil War)
Posted By: Halo Fanatic 2005
Date: 12 January 2006, 9:47 pm
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Day 5
Sacred Icon
MO43 Covenant time
Covenant Carrier Installation of the Gods: I was late. I was running through the corridors towards hangar "Salvation" with Korli struggling to keep up behind me. "C'mon were almost there, pick those stubby legs up hurry up!" I shouted in desperation as Korli began to eventually fall behind, heavliy slumping to the floor. I pulled him up and sprinted. There was the door. I pulled on Korli's arm fiercely and dragged him in the hangar bay Salvation. The ship's chief engineer turned to me and adressed me. "Where are you taking him?" He asked me in deep suspicion. His face was filled with a frown like always. I tried to reply quickly as not to rouse his suspicions. "Er, we're here for the Arbiter."
"The Arbiter? You must be Suno Happer, and Korli Droppermac. The Arbiter told me you were going to be here, your a bit early though aren't you?"
"Huh?"
"MO39 he said, it's MO31 now." I looked on my time-teller and indeed it was, I guess I must of read it wrong. We waited for 8 time units until the Arbiter entered through the door. I stood up and the Arbiter watched me. "Climb aboard the second Phantom and we will meet on the surface. He looks promising." He jestured towards Korli and I nodded cautiously and followed Korli onboard.
We were aproaching the second Holy ring. Everyone was quiet. Korli seemed scared of the hulking, meanacing and brutal Jiralhanae. All off a sudden the Phantom rocked and sawyed and a large Bang! filled my ears. The craft spun out of control, drifting towards the surface of the Qaurantine Zone. A Combat Form ripped a hole in the roof as we landed on the frosty snow. The Jiralhanae snarled at the uninvited guest. They jumped up to it, trying tear it limb from limb like they did to anyhting alse that they don't like. Reiforcements poured in and there was a battle in the inside of the Phantom. Before I could blink a mass explosion blocked my vision as the engine of the Phantom detonated. BANG! I was thrown back against the cliff. When I opened my eyes the derelict Phantom lay burning infront of me, Jiralhanae bodies had been layed out everywhere, presumably killed in the explosion. Korli lay moaning next to me as a Carrier Form ready to blow at any second waddled up. "Korli!" I whipered, "Quiet!"
"Huh?" He rolled over, looked up, gasped and froze. "Wait!" said a voice "It can sense you, run!"
"Korli, run, circle this mound and meet me at the back." Korli was so scared he could not refuse. I ran for my dear life. the Carrier Form was far too slow run after me, however the two Combat forms that were emerging behind it could. I guess I was in luck. The sacred rituals and processions of the Prophets had paid off. The Carrier Form still tried to get me. Luckily it tripped and exploded on impact with the floor. The Combat Forms werwe caught in a chain and were obliterated too. "Ahhh, no get off help!" "Korli!" I shouted in return. I turned and ran only to see Infection Forms nimbling at him seriously. A moment later he fell through a snow-covered hole in the floor. "Leave him now, you have to find the Arbiter," the voice said again. "Who are you to tell me what to do, show yourself!"
"Ha! have you not realized who I am?"
"No, I have not, but I would very much like too." I replied in kind. "We'll save that for later, shall we?" he said in an amused voice. "Now, find the Arbiter, and you can carry on with him."
"Very well, but you must reveal your identity soon," I bargined. "Where would he be?" I was thinking to myself. "Sacred Icon, hello!" Whoever this was they were beginning to be very annoying. "The Flood-Infested wall," it carried on. It seemed to be a Sangheili. How can I get the Flood-Infested wall? It's three-hundred length-units high!"
"You will not be able to climb it. However Tarturas will not be able pick the Arbiter up after he has lowered the containment shield. The sheer number of Flood and Enforcers will prevent him from doing just that. The Special Operations Commander Half-jaw has landed nearby with another SpecOps legion. Meet up with him. When the Arbiter exits the wall he will be just about there."
So, I set off, even though I was not keen on following the orders of some unusual stranger. Additionally I did not meet any Flood on the way. Only a couple of sentinels and unfortunately an Enforcer ran into me. I eventually made it to the Covenant Camp. Half-jaw turned to me immediately. "Suno, where is the Unggoy? Droppermac."
"Er, I."
"Tell him he perished to the Flood, we don't know do we? He might have."
"Will you be quiet!" I shouted back. "Excuse me Suno, did you just tell me to be quiet?!" All I could think of to say was: "No, Excellency. Can you not hear that voice?"
"No Suno, I can't."
"But-"
"Suno!? I thought you were dead," came the Arbiter's voice. "No, Excellency, I am not."
"Obviously not, you are here, and you don't have to call me Excellency, I am not a Zealot anymore," he replied. "Of course, sorry." The Abiter smiled. Different types of Flood emerge and all drew weapons. "The last fight until the hunt for the Sacred Icon?" Half-jaw gestured the Arbiter, holding him an Energy Sword. "Lets see," he said as his smile widened...
The Arbiter tossed an armed plasma grenade into the flooding sea of creatures. Many chain reactions caused to leaving hardly any alive. The SpecOps Commander climbed a turret and joined fray as several hundred plasma bolts whizzed past my head with a silent hiss. Kill all those unworthy to live Suno!" The voice said yet again, I fired my dual plasma rifles into the Flood, talking. "Why do you keep butting in, and why can no-one else can hear you?" I was still talking loudly even though the noise was blocking me out. He still heard me though! "I told you, I will reveal everything later," he spoke back. "later is almost now!" I continued however my voice silenced as I absorbed a forceful melee to the head. With my jaw bulging with a searing pain, I turned slowly to the guilty Combat Form. "That.. is.. it!" I could not stand Flood anymore with their uninteligence, their force, their brutality, they reminded me of Jiralhanae which I did not like think about! I cannot even recall what happened next, all I remember is going mad.
Then we were all sumoned together as Half-jaw made a speech. The Arbiter walked up. "The Sentinels, this Sacred Icon critical to the Great Journey," he requested. "We shall cut into the heart of this infestation, retrive the Icon, and burn any Flood in our way!" Everyone cheered as Half-jaw finished. "The parasite is not to be trifiled with, I hope you know what your doing." He was obviously talking to the Arbiter.
The Phantom dropped off two ghosts and and spectre as the supreme commander climbed aboard and spoke over the radio. "Forward warriors, and fear not pain nor death, go Arbiter I will follow when reinforcements arrive."The Arbiter climbed behind the wheel of the spectre so I took the cannon. "Now you have met up, continue on your mission." The voice interrupted yet again. "Will you sto-" I was cut off by it, "Not now, your gonna die if you don't stay alert." I was about to ask him what he was talking about when I got the answer. Automatic fire burst past the Spectre and as I turned I saw the pitch-black shape of an Enforcer emerging from the sliding doors that filled the Quaratine Zone. I returned fire as several Sangheili tossed plasma grenades at the hulk of machinery. I watched it fall from hovering position as Sentinels arrived to reinforce it.
As we progressed through the Qaurantine Zone strange feelings were filling me, most were in the form of rage at the Flood for the deaths of my comrades and friends. The voice kept speaking to me even though no-one else could hear it. He was alerting me most of the time, incoming Flood, Enforcers that sort of thing. We finally reached the Libary with Half-jaw now along with us. He said he would hold the Flood back as the Arbiter found the Sacred Icon. We were transported along the Gondola trying to catch up with the Humans. Many waves of Flood attacked us and as we repelled them one by one their numbers rose. After many casulties and injuries (and one very unfortunate Sanheili had been knocked off the Gondola and presumably fell to his death, soon to become another Combat Form) we finally reached the location. The Arbiter left to retrive the Icon but no sooner had he left Tartarus dropped from the Phantom and he and a squad of Jiralhane followed. "What's going on?" gasped a second, young warrior moment before he dropped to ground because of a blow to the back of his head. Everything went black...
End of Day 5
Day 6
Civil War
I woke up slowly, eyes twitched then I sat bolt upright when I heard a familiar voice. "Suno, are you awake?" It was an Unggoy. Korli! "Where are you?" I groaned in question. "The one infront," he answered. "The one infront?" I questioned again. Another familiar voice spoke to me: "Hello, have fun with your hibernation? First on the mission to gaurd Regret, now this! How many times are you going to be knocked out?" I knew who it was immediately. "You again?" I spoke into nothing-ness. "Yes. By the way, he means cell." As soon as this word met my ears I knew something was wrong. As my vision became better I made out two sets of bars (presumably mine and Korli's) and an Unggoy watching me. The unusual thing was that this was no human space station. The colour scheme clearly showed I was on High Charity. It all became clear to quickly for me to handle.
To be continued
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