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A Series of Wierd Events, Part Five
Posted By: Hunter_Killer<jlp8118@sbcglobal.net>
Date: 6 September 2003, 4:34 PM
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Damn Watch is still broken(My Watch's Time)
Inside Halo: Combat Evolved,
AoTCR, area in front of the pyramid structure
Also, there were more Covenant troopers(Over 100 of Each Race, which were all Gold, Red, or Yellow[Or Normal, like Hunters]) than on a Spaniard's Honeymoon!
"FIRE!" I screamed at our group, and we ripped through a line of Grunts in less than 10 Seconds.
Comet-Like balls of Plasma exploded all around us. Pooman saw the Plasma Ball hurling towards him, but could do noting about it. As a freak accident, he was hurled up to the Wraith bridge, and in his last breath, he armed four Frag and Four Plasma Grenades.
I saw the Frags go off, then the Plasmas. The result was gratifying, as 7 Flaming Wraiths toppled to the ground, and two of them exploded.
We made it to a trench under the bridge, but the enemy rained fire down on the sides of the bridge. We were trapped! Of course, the enemy was kept at bay, also.
I heard a Pelican, and seven dropships-Warthogs already with Sniper Marines and Sergeant Gunners in them- flew over the bridge, and set down the hogs on the far side.
The LAAGs and Snipers pounded the Covenant, and the Wraiths(As well as the remaining ground troops) turned their attention to the new humans. The Pelicans each unloaded 9 Sniper Marines, and soon the enemy troops were no more. The Remaining Ground Humans ran to the trench under the bridge with us.
We moved out to retrieve the Hogs, and 4 out of 7 of us made it back, and our Fan Fic dudes manned them.
"Well," I said, as I filled a wound in my arm with Medical Self-Sealing Biofoam, "I have several theories, all of them reinforced and supplied by the Halo hackers that sent in the Dropships."
"Who are they?" Alpha Lance was tossing his M6D up, and catching it.
"Well, far as I can tell, c0ld Vengeance, BOLL, and Frogblast."
"But, they haven't even chatted with you!" Said Elfster, as he tossed his AR away, and took a Sniper Rifle from a dead Marine.
"Yah, but once they heard, they were eager to help," I picked up a SR, and 12 Clips for it.
"Why? They'd probably be none the worse if we died in this game," Hawk said, as he fumbled with a Frag Grenade. He dropped it, and it exploded. He died, then was standing to the right of me.
"Dunno," I respond, and pulled the safety back on my Rifle, and inserted a clip into it, "They probably want to show off hacking skills. Anyways, my First is that Louis Wu is here. Second, the Index is also here. Third, they're both in the Control Room. Fourth, 343 Guilty Spark did this duplicating, cause our Hackers ain't done it! Fifth: He controls the Covenant. And he needs the Index, or the game starts to unravel. Get real Screwy. Also, he wants us."
"If these're true, then why don't 343 just replicate 100000000000000000 Hunters, and obliterate us in a fiery mass of hell?" Monitor 101 chimed in his thoughts at this point, while holding his plasma scorched left arm with his right one.
"Because: One, he can't get past a duplication limit in place for the game..."
"Why?" GLAD has tossed in his two cents, while shouldering a Jackhammer.
"I haven't the foggiest. But, it's like-I read this on the Forum-when BOLL tried to replicate 2000000 Jackals, and the game crashed. Second, he wants to know what we know."
"US!? Know more than Spark about Halo? He's been here longer than 10 Millennia! He knows more than even I could know!" Said Walker, limping towards our meeting, on one leg. The other was hit by a Hunter shield, and a Medic... Amputated. Yuck. He used a cane, and could barely use a Pistol in his state.
"Yes, about HALO. But not about how we got here. If he knew, he could bring the Covies with him to Earth, or at least signal the real Covenant to Earth."
Everyone froze for a moment, snapped back to reality.
Frensa ran up to me, in a frantic fear. "G-g-g-..." He said, in a fervor.
I hit him with the butt of my Sniper Rifle, a glancing blow. He snapped out of it. "Ghosts!" He yelled, and armed his Pistol.
"How many?"
"All of them ever." 50 Ghosts prepared to charge, and I sniped off four Elite drivers.
They rushed into the trenches, and a frantic firelight broke out. GLAD hit one with a rocket. The flaming wreckage hurled towards Hawk. He was squished.
He reappeared by my shoulder, and was subsequently hit again with a Ghost. After that, everything went pretty good.
Except Frensa. A Barrage of Plasma hit him, and he fell. His blood freely fell. He caught some of it, and stared at his own blood. He died with a final cry of Agony, and I vowed to avenge him after the battle was over.
A Stealth Elite armed his Plasma Sword, 10 Meters from me. To close to disengage. Everyone else was too far to help. I couldn't fell him in the short time I had. It looked like my stay on this plane of existence was about to come to an end...
TO BE CONTINUED...
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