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Covenant Invasion! Part One
Posted By: Hunter_Killer<jlp8118@sbcglobal.net>
Date: 12 June 2003, 12:31 PM
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Note to Readers:
Hello! This is my first story, hope you like it! (^_^)
Scematics: All three Iowa Class ships
Weapons:
7 Laser Lance Cannons
800 Sharpshooter Missile Pods
3 Proton Trorpedo Launchers
Defense:
I-27 Ion Sheild
15 in. thick Derelium Armor Plating
Support Craft:
30 Longsword Fighters
4 Pelican Dropships
7 Caravan Cargo Shuttles
Location: Sol System, near Earth
Time: 2551
The battleships Lone Wolf, the Freedom, and the Intrepid were parked in high orbit of Earth.
---ON THE BRIDGE OF THE WOLF---
Admiral Jonathan Starblade began to wonder of the odds. Three Iowa Class Battleships versus the ENTIRE Covenant Fleet. Pretty slim for the Humans.
"Leautenant," Jonathan addressed the Communications Officer.
"Sir?" He replied.
"Open a channel to the other ships."
"Aye, sir." He began working his console.
"Channel open."
He also picked up a speaker that would send his voice through the ship.
"Attention, this is Admiral Starblade speaking. All personel, prepare to engage the Enemy. Repeat, all personel, man Battle Stations. Starblade out."
Sirens began. Crewmen were ether running around, looking for a station, or pressing buttons and typing at a console.
Suddenly, hundreds of Covenant Dropships and Banshees decended twords the UNSC ships.
He opened another comm. channel. "All pilots, report to fighters, and lift off! We can't let the Covenant get Earth!"
The ships got closer...
Closer....
So close the crew could see the Covie pilots...
90 Longswords intercepted the Covies.
"Mr. Obuto," The Admiral addressed the Tactical Officer this time.
"Yes?"
"Can we lock the Sharpshooters onto the Covenant ships approaching?"
"Yes, sir..."
"Forward Batteries, Fire as she Bares!"
80 Missles hurtled twords the Covies.
Explosions zoomed around most of the smaller craft.
Then, Jonathan noticed something. "Umm.... Starblade to Alpha One." Alpha One was the callsign of the Wolf's First Officer; Commander Lance McDouglas.
"Alpha One here," Came the crackling reply over the comm. channel.
"Lance. Only the Fighters and Dropships are attacking. Why aren't the Covenant Battleships and Cruisers mixing it up?"
"I have no clue. Although it would seem that they are overconfident."
"Yep. Hows it down there?"
Lance's radio was almost flooded with static. "Heavy---- from all side--- can't hold--- on..."
"Crap!"
Lance's radio went dead. "Report!" Jonathan almost screamed at his Science Officer.
"Sensors indicate the Commander's Longsword has been hit by Plasma fire."
"Now, we can only pray he makes it down to Earth."
---AT THE SCENE OF THE BATTLE---
Dropships, Banshees and Longswords alike were swerving much from enemy fire.
Lance's Fighter was spewing smoke. It was swerving violently too.
In the Cockpit, alarms were going off, and consoles were filled with electric explosions and static.
"I'm Going down! Repeat: I'm going down! Mayday! MAYDAY! Crap, my radio's down!"
His ship entered the Stratoshpere...
---ON THE BRIDGE OF THE WOLF---
"Report, Ensign."
"Aye, Admiral. Most of the Enemy dropships where eliminated before they got to the stratoshpere. However, 74 made it to Earth."
Jonathan let out a sigh. "So, the battle is lost..."
"Negative, sir! Oh no, not over! The Marines on Earth could use a hand..."
"But," Put in his Tactical Officer, "Four Enemy ships are prepairing to glass the planet!"
"Helm!"
"Sir, way ahead of 'ya!"
The Wolf Aproached two of the ships, the other two were close by.
"Admiral, reading massive buildups in the Covenant's weapon systoms on scanners! We must hurry!"
"Mr. Obuto, ready the Laserlance Cannons."
"Aye, ready to fire, sir."
"Now! Fire all Laserlances!"
Several beams of proton energy spiked twords a ship. The enemy hadn't thought to charge sheilds, just throw all-except minimal life support-energy to waepons.
BOOM! The ship split apart with a mighty explosion!
"The Buildups are stronger!"
"Mr. Obuto, lock Sharpshooters on the next one!"
"Fireing lock established. We can fire 100 now."
"Make it so. FIRE!"
100 missiles split appart that one.
"The energy levels are critical! I'd give Earth 10 seconds!"
The ship manuvered to her next victim.
"9..."
"Can't get a firing lock, that energy's disrupting Main Fire Control and the Targeting Computer!"
"7..."
"6..."
"Do something! NOW!"
"I can't..."
"3..."
"2..."
"1..."
Two giant beams of Plasma streamed twords Earth.
"Noooo!" The entire crew seemed to yell, simultainously.
They got nearer....
They exploded on the Europiean and North American Continants. However, they engulfed the world.
"Millions... just.... gone....." The Admiral was in a trance.
"Earth... it's...." Said another.
"Been glassed..." The science officer finished.
"WAIT!" The Science Officer yelled. Everyone listened. "Sensors read 2,000,000 Human Lifesigns on Planet Earth! They didn't glass it, just hit it hard!"
The whole crew cheered.
Mr. Obuto smirked. "Sir, weapons are back up...."
"Ok, do it." He returned the smirk.
2 seconds later, the two Covie ships in orbit where gone.
"Now, load all the marines into our Pelicans, instruct the other two to do the same, and send 'em down!"
The Battle for Earth had begun...
"Aye, aye!" Said the Tactical and Comm. Officers at the same time, then went about their task.
Jonathan walked into the lift with Mr. Obuto...
---IN THE LAUNCH BAY---
Mr. Obuto was reviewing the Marines before sending then off. "The fate of Earth... may very well be in your hands..." He said.
Jonathan walked up. Mr. Obuto explained to the curious Marines. "Admiral Starblade has decided to come with us."
All the Marines saluted, and one said, "Sir! Jhonston, Rico, 1st Class Private reporting!"
"You can call me Jonathan, Rico. All my friends do." He extended his hand for a handshake.
The Private acepted the shake.
"Okay..." His voice trailed for a second, like all his training was stopping him from saying...
"Jonathan." He smiled, like he had just got something off his shoulders, which was quite possible.
They loaded into the Pelicans, and were off to save Earth!
TO BE CONTINUED.......
Ah, the power of cheese. Yes, this might be cheesey, but it is my first time.....
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