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The Chronhicles of the Covenant:The Grunt R ebellion Pt.1
Posted By: Jedimasterchief117<sgt_johnson117@yahoo.com>
Date: 3 December 2004, 6:51 AM
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Zamzam was sitting calmly in his corner of space,and all he knew was;find this or that for the God's blessing.And,he really didn't care.His shifts were in wee units,the only threat were those filthy Heretic's.He yawned,it was time to get up.He pushed himself onto his feet and he promptly stomped his hoof down.Three startled Grunts stood at attention,and two also ran into eachother."Stop your clattering or our excellencies will be disturbed!"He hissed in a hushed voice."Yeah,we understand,but boss you are never one to care for the excellent ones."Said Joamjoa"Yes you are right,but I for one want to keep this head on this body."Zamzam replied"Right Zamzam,your right." Gregaw said"Ok send in the birds .Our shift is over.Out."A blue Elite came out and said "Yes,I shall get them." "Ahh,yes,'Jorjamee."Even though the Grunts were considered dimunitive they still had the right to command young rookies to some degree.They were the white clad Grunts in fact.Those were the ones who comitted to the greatest act of daring,bravery and skill to upkeep the sacred Covenant.Soon a six man team came from an opened hiss.Great.The Jackals.Either race had a clear disdain for one-another,and they were starting to reach the point of war."Ahh,Gassers boys.Ohhh be scared of the little people!"said Thak a Jackal. "Shut up turkey bird!"said Kneekna,Zamzam's fourth Grunt.Then silence ensued.They went into their small quarters where he could find some rest without nerve.
The Holy City,Elites resting estate
'Kolnasee sat in his chair with a small grouping of Elites. They were the Councilers.They were the political nerve of the Sanghelei speicies."These Covenant,the Jackals seem to not be on the best of terms with our Grunts,and although they should'nt matter to the Hierarchs this bickering could turn to be war within ourselves so this should be adressed to the Hierarchs in a calm fashion of which-"Sorachee was interuppted by the Council leader,
"No, this cannot be too harmful.The Council has heard this all before,why should we worry?"Said 'Kolnasee who really didn't care about the other counciler's opinions.He edited all the reports,and he chose what was written in final form for the Hierarch's ears.Not them.Soon he hoped,that he could crush the Hierarchs and become uncontested ruler of the Covenant.His wits would carry him far.But his hubris always brought him lower back to this position.As he traveled back to his room two red Elites escorted him.They were his protectors.He motioned them to their quarters.He sat near a golden Elite."Schlokamee,tell your Grunts to rid the parasite of the Heretic base,it will be ours."The golden Elite replied."Not to question your orders,Master but the Grunts have no expierence with those aboinations,and furthermore-"The gold Elite was interrupted by the Council leader."Then they will learn.Brief them,tell them to be ready to fight,and die with honor.Gods luck."The gold Elite patted his chest and kneeled."Yes,Master."
Seraph fighter dropping down to Heretic Base ops
Schlokamee paced the Seraph fighter.Never had he been nervous.The Parasite.Last time he saw the death toll for his Elites against the Parasite,he wanted to weep.Those were his bretheren.Gone.He feared for his life too,but he would have sacrificed himself to those monsters just to see his brothers left in peace.He looked down at the Grunts.They didn't seem to care,but they would.They would.The dusty world seemed barren no vessels no life just murky,musky greenish air.They all unboarded on to the world.Nothing.His nerves were building against him.Chatter filled his mind,he wanted to scream.Nothing.There it was again tearing at him.Nothing.Memories flashed by his seared mind.Nothing.Finally he jumped into his mind again.Maybe it was the remade air.Made so for the parasites transition into a world.As they snuck deeper into the base,plasma weapons and unholy shrieks cut through the air like a dagger through flesh.Zamzam held his duel needlers up in the air,eyes darting in every diretion."What did you say these Flood were again excellency?"Zamzam said nervously."Well,the Flood are-Right here!"he fire his carbine,crushed one with with his foot when slammed into his back.He didn't scream,but he did grunt a heavy exhale before thumping to the ground in a heap."Die,die,die!" yelled Joamjoabefore be taken over by two dozen of the creatures,but Zamzam,Gregaw,and Jorjamee ran back to the elavator.Jorjamee stood away from it."Elite, what are you doing?!"Yelled Gregaw."Dying with my bretheren." The Elite replied."Okay,Elite,just don't come banging at my door when your a mutant freak."The grunts ran back onto the barren world,only to run into new faces."What are,those?"Gregaw asked.Zamzam had no time to reply as the Gregaw was burnt down the middle,he hardly squealed before Zamzam ran into the other squad or what was left of second squad.They were obviously in the same trouble as his team,robots and mutants.
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