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Halo: The Things That We Fight For [part 2 of ?]
Posted By: Nick
Date: 29 September 2004, 11:23 PM
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Authors Note: Here is the sequel for my Halo 2 story, hope you enjoy it. Anyway, I hope that you think that this story is better; I spent a lot of time on it, so yeah. For you action-lovers, this story is has little to no action with the covenant. The sequel to this one is going to be LOADED with action, so stay tuned!
"The Master Chief is heading towards us Major! What should we do?" asked Lieutenant Phillips. Major Rocky, a 6 foot man with dark skin and a shaved head, looked at the cracked radar screen in front of him and said, "Lieutenant, the Master Chief just fought his heart out in the middle of New York. Get the welcome team to the landing pad."
Lieutenant Phillips nodded and walked to his high-tech 45-Z command computer and typed in:
Email Address:WelcomeTeam@highcomhq.unsc/secure/channel/roomdelta/five/gamma/.org
Message Body: Welcome Team, report to landing pad 00234. The Master Chief is arriving, give him something to eat, and then tell him to wash up. We will have further orders later, until then see to it that he gets what he needs.
Lieutenant Phillips pressed enter, and the message was sent. He than made his way back to Major Rocky. The Major turned, looked into Phillips green eyes, and said, "Lieutenant, did you send the message?" Lieutenant Phillips nodded and said, "Welcome team is en route to landing pad 00234.
Major Rocky nodded back, and then replied, "Good, now, we need to prepare for another assault...but I haven't thought of a way to take back all of New York. Tomorrow, I will brief the marines on what to do, but for now, I need to think." The Major saluted a walked to his large room.
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The Master Chief looked at the shattered city that was once New York from his view on the Longsword. He was tired after fighting so much in New York, and bore the many scars of battle, as did his fellow marines. His armor was scratched; the green iridescence of his armor was now fading away, and his leg armor was torn to shreds by the thick alien metal shields that the hunters wore.
Though shaken by the long battle, the Master Chief was ready to jump into a heated battle again, and he was sure that the officers at Highcom HQ would come up with another mission to try and take back the already battle worn New York. After waiting about 30 minutes, the longsword pilot eventually announced that they were approaching Highcom HQ. The landing pad that they touched ground on was filled with welcome teams, and they all had different orders.
The loud welcome teams all tried to get the Master Chief's attention, but only one did. They said, "Sir, Major Rocky says for you to wash up and take a rest. He then ordered me to tell you that there is a mission briefing tomorrow." The Master Chief nodded, and walked through the huge crowd of welcome teams. After what seemed like a lifetime, the Master Chief made his way through the crowd and then walked through the hallways filled with paintings and documents from earths past. He made it to his specified room, and walked in.
Inside, there was a bed, a 35-Z computer, a small bathroom, and a weapons locker. The Master Chief first took off his armor, which took an hour because of the skill needed to move the armor without sustaining injuries. The Master Chief than took at 5 minute shower in the miniscule bathing section of the bathroom. After the refreshing shower, he moved to his closet and put on his regular marine uniform. He then locked his M6D pistol into place on his thin leather belt, and placed his MA7B rifle into the weapons locker. After another 39 minutes of checking out the computers features, the Master Chief walked into HQ's command center.
The huge room was filled with computers, technicians, officers, marines, and radar stations. The walls were filled with the names of dead marines. The Master Chief took a step back and looked at all of the names. He than thought to himself, Oh my god...all of these marines... His thoughts were cut off when somebody said, "Master Chief, it's good to see you, but...what are you doing here?" The Master Chief turned around and saw the tired face of Major Rocky. The Master Chief than explained, "Well sir, I thought that I would take a tour of HQ. Since I wasn't really tired..." The Major chuckled and said, "You take your tour Master Chief, but I suggest that you take a rest before tomorrow's mission.
The Master Chief was about to reply when the Major saluted. The Master Chief repeated the motion, and walked back to his room. The large, dimly lit hallways were hard to maneuver through, but the Master Chief eventually found his room. He took a trip to the bathroom, and then climbed into his bed. He was about to go to sleep when he remembered that he needed to fix his armor. He took out a replacement peice that Doctor Halsey had given him, and used it to fix his armor. He then went back to his bed and drifted off into a deep sleep...
Ring Ring Ring! The ringing of the Master Chief's Alarm Clock woke him up. He was tired, but was ready to receive a new mission. After splashing water on his face, the Master Chief put on his armor and equipped himself with his MA7B rifle, 8 fragmentation grenades, and his M6D magnum pistol. When he was ready, the Master Chief walked towards the briefing room. The room was big, bigger than the command center, much bigger. The room was filled with lockers, weapons, crates of grenades and ammo, and a large room in the middle with 100 chairs to seat all of the marines in the mission. The Master Chief then took his seat in the front row.
Major Rocky walked up to the briefing podium, and said, "Hurry up marines! I want you in your seats now!" The marines then scrambled to their seats, knowing that they wouldn't want to anger Major Rocky. The Major then said, "Good, now, to business. I stayed up all night trying to figure out a plan to take back New York, and here it is: All of you 100 marines are going to fly in on 12 pelicans, in this spot." The Major pointed at the molten slag that used to be central park. A marine spoke up and said, "Why are we landing in central park? We should land somewhere else." Rocky's dark eyes stared at the corporal, and he quickly shut up.
The Major continued and said, "Anyways, after you land, there will be an old water station 300 meters to your right. I would land you right on the spot, but covenant patrol the area fiercely, and you would be shot out of the sky before you even landed. So, you men will hide in what remains of central parks forests, and will slowly advance on the covenant. When you get close enough, open fire, and you will surprise those ugly covenant worms. Get inside the building as quickly as you can, and take out the forces inside the station."
The Major smiled and said, "Now to the best part, the water station still controls some of the water in New York. If you can overflow its 10,000 gallon water tanks located in New York's edges by activating it manually in the water stations, you can flood part of the city. This will leave the covenant in disarray, and you will be able to catch them off guard. When you secure the water station, we will send in 200 more men for reinforcements, but be warned, they will be deployed on the other side of the city. That is all marines, move it out!"
The Master Chief walked out of the large room, and made his way to the pelican stations. He was then checked out for any flood DNA by security check teams. That was standard procedure after the incident on Halo. After 10 minutes of screening, the Master Chief walked onboard one of the pelicans, either flying to defeat, or the saving of mankind.
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