The remainder of the group piled into the hangar,
Z19- hey Sam! We got news!
Sam- what is it?
Z19- Lara's awake!
Sam- Oh My... We gotta get back!
The group ran towards the hangar, a pelican swooped down and ooened its ramp towards the hangar, a Spartan in green armour jumped out.
Lara- No one is going anywhere, we are taking this ship's commander down, NOW!
Hunter- Hoora, let's move it soldiers.
The group charged down a hallway, enemies approached rapidly, Z19 and rook took front, both flipping a soldier over them, Rook electroculed her Katana and slashed at the trooper, Z19 used his Electro-arcs to taze his opponent, Sam and J85 created a mist that was pure black, with a minor radioactive effect, killing the next two soldiers. Shawn and Max ran forth and used their Flamethrowers and Cryo-jets to take down the next two attackers, Hunter and Lara charged forth, Lara bare-handedly forced her opponent to the floor, then she took out her pistol and fired at his head. Hunter calculated all his oppositions strikes with his Nueral implant and swiftly killed them. Vex charged and forced her energy sword into the next troop. All fell silent.
Hunter- that's it, the bridge.
Vex- Jakob, cover us.
J85- copy that.
He formed a black mist, it consumed the bridge the moment the doors opened, Rook launched an electrical arc, killing any inside as it darted from one target to the next.
Lara- mission complete. Lara to Foxtrot 12, requesting extraction.
Pilot- Foxtrot 12 en' route. ETA 3 mikes.
Spartan story
Tue Jul 12, 2016 2:31 pm
Sam drew a long breath in as they coasted through the graveyard.
T'nac-"How many ships do you think are here?"
Sam-"Two-hundred and nineteen."
Rook-"Not like you're counting."
T'nac stared at the screen.
T'nac-"We have a winner. Scan shows 'Solace' right over there."
He pointed to a debris field.
Sam-"Hasn't even moved."
The comms came alive.
Hunter-"225. I have some good news for you."
Rook-"You found her?"
Hunter-"Yeah. I've got her. She's in great shape, but that isn't the news."
Rook-"What is?"
A familiar voice came on the line.
?-"Hey there little tigress. You miss me?"
Rook-"HOLT?!"
A massive explosion sent debris flying everywhere. The bright light was blinding.
Sam-"That was thermonuclear. We're not alone."
A much smaller ship passed by the starboard side. It appeared to be like a giant cross. Solid white, with the name 'Valkyrie' painted in red on the side.
Sam-"Prepare to return fire!"
Rook-"Belay that!"
Sam turned to Rook.
Sam-"What are you doing?"
Rook-"This ship is under MY command. Besides, she didn't fire at us. That nuke just activated the 'Solace'."
T'nac-"She's right. It absorbed the energy completely. The 'Quadrant of Solace' is reading fully operational."
Sam looked out at the white ship.
Sam-"She?"
Rook-"What?"
Sam-"You said... 'She'."
He turned and looked at Rook.
Sam-"... But not like you were referencing the ship."
Rook-"Yes... She."
Sam-"And 'She' would be?"
Rook-"Lieutenant Jane Havok."
To be continued...
T'nac-"How many ships do you think are here?"
Sam-"Two-hundred and nineteen."
Rook-"Not like you're counting."
T'nac stared at the screen.
T'nac-"We have a winner. Scan shows 'Solace' right over there."
He pointed to a debris field.
Sam-"Hasn't even moved."
The comms came alive.
Hunter-"225. I have some good news for you."
Rook-"You found her?"
Hunter-"Yeah. I've got her. She's in great shape, but that isn't the news."
Rook-"What is?"
A familiar voice came on the line.
?-"Hey there little tigress. You miss me?"
Rook-"HOLT?!"
A massive explosion sent debris flying everywhere. The bright light was blinding.
Sam-"That was thermonuclear. We're not alone."
A much smaller ship passed by the starboard side. It appeared to be like a giant cross. Solid white, with the name 'Valkyrie' painted in red on the side.
Sam-"Prepare to return fire!"
Rook-"Belay that!"
Sam turned to Rook.
Sam-"What are you doing?"
Rook-"This ship is under MY command. Besides, she didn't fire at us. That nuke just activated the 'Solace'."
T'nac-"She's right. It absorbed the energy completely. The 'Quadrant of Solace' is reading fully operational."
Sam looked out at the white ship.
Sam-"She?"
Rook-"What?"
Sam-"You said... 'She'."
He turned and looked at Rook.
Sam-"... But not like you were referencing the ship."
Rook-"Yes... She."
Sam-"And 'She' would be?"
Rook-"Lieutenant Jane Havok."
To be continued...
Sat Jul 16, 2016 8:23 am
The white craft slowed to match the speed of the "Devil's Bounty"
Havok- hey Kendra! Thought you were done with Covie ships.
Rook- this isn't mine, it's Jakob's.
Havok- oh so it's Jakob now, what happened to Jack, Jake, J and '85?
Rook- call him what you want, he's still him.
Lara- nice to see you Jane, can you claer this debris so we can get to Solace?
Havok- no need. Sam, you currently are using the Echo AI right?
Sam- yeah why?
Havok- remember Alpha's AI reactivation code?
Sam- yeah?
Havok- Hail the Solace and say the code, He will reactivate.
Sam nodded to T'nac who began to connect to the Solace.
Sam- this is Lance Corporal Delta 283-Samuel Dyas aboard the Devil's Bounty hailing Quadrant of Solace. AI reboot code Sierra-Mike 0019382 Delta.
The lights aboard Solace flickered and then came fully on, its Hydro-fusion engine coldstarted and its enfine outlets burned a bright blue, Sam made his way to a Spirit dropship with Max and Lara, they headed through the debris field and entered Solace. The dropships door opened.
Alpha- Hello Sir. Welcome home.
Sam- glad to be back buddy, now autopilot after Eisenhower, Bounty and Havok's ship.
Alpha- confirmed, autopilot engaged, weapons ready for use. Solace is live.
To be continued...
Havok- hey Kendra! Thought you were done with Covie ships.
Rook- this isn't mine, it's Jakob's.
Havok- oh so it's Jakob now, what happened to Jack, Jake, J and '85?
Rook- call him what you want, he's still him.
Lara- nice to see you Jane, can you claer this debris so we can get to Solace?
Havok- no need. Sam, you currently are using the Echo AI right?
Sam- yeah why?
Havok- remember Alpha's AI reactivation code?
Sam- yeah?
Havok- Hail the Solace and say the code, He will reactivate.
Sam nodded to T'nac who began to connect to the Solace.
Sam- this is Lance Corporal Delta 283-Samuel Dyas aboard the Devil's Bounty hailing Quadrant of Solace. AI reboot code Sierra-Mike 0019382 Delta.
The lights aboard Solace flickered and then came fully on, its Hydro-fusion engine coldstarted and its enfine outlets burned a bright blue, Sam made his way to a Spirit dropship with Max and Lara, they headed through the debris field and entered Solace. The dropships door opened.
Alpha- Hello Sir. Welcome home.
Sam- glad to be back buddy, now autopilot after Eisenhower, Bounty and Havok's ship.
Alpha- confirmed, autopilot engaged, weapons ready for use. Solace is live.
To be continued...
Sun Jul 17, 2016 1:52 am
I felt it was time for a good ole fashion comeback tour. What with there being a paradoxical universal collision and all. Perhaps, they may stay alive this time...
But don't hold your breath just yet. It's a possibility, NOT a probability.
But don't hold your breath just yet. It's a possibility, NOT a probability.
Sun Jul 17, 2016 5:20 am
Sounds cool this time, actuall sad Holt died in the first run.DevilDoll wrote:I felt it was time for a good ole fashion comeback tour. What with there being a paradoxical universal collision and all. Perhaps, they may stay alive this time...
But don't hold your breath just yet. It's a possibility, NOT a probability.
Thu Jul 21, 2016 11:42 pm
Tightly clutching his DMR, the Spartan peered over the rock that was providing him cover.
The squad of grunts had already advanced another thirty feet.
Jason rolled out into the open field and readied his weapon. One of the grunts, surprised by the sudden movement, jerked backward and discharged its pistol. Jason had already shot and killed three grunts by the time the plasma bolt raced past his helmet. As he aimed and fired at the heads of his enemies, he strafed left and right, causing many of the lethal bolts of energy to miss him. Although he suspected he had already lasted longer out on open ground than any ordinary marine did, he noticed his shields were almost gone. He rolled back behind the rock, still firing. Grunts wailed from the pain and agony of their fallen brothers, then screamed with rage and began a charge. Jason felt the ground shake as he took out the cartridge of his weapon, cast it aside, and slammed a fresh one into the gun. He then pulled out his MA37, and rose from his cover again. He heard the uproar grow even louder, as the grunts tumbled head over heels toward the Spartan, wanting only victory, revenge, and spilled human blood. Jason focused right toward the front of the stampede, and squeezed the trigger.
A fountain of luminous blue blood spread like a tidal wave on the mountains of grunts. They suddenly began slipping over their own flesh, and it wasn’t long before all of the grunts were belly up, desperately scrambling to their feet again, but with no avail. The Spartan, seeing the group into total disarray, lobbed a grenade right into the center of the pack. The following explosion sent the corpses flying and flayed whoever was left with shrapnel.
Confident that the enemies weren't going to get up again, he raised his hands, lifted his fingers, and motioned them forward. From the shadows and smoldering barricades rose three other spartans, and an ODST.
Jason, Spartan A397
The squad of grunts had already advanced another thirty feet.
Jason rolled out into the open field and readied his weapon. One of the grunts, surprised by the sudden movement, jerked backward and discharged its pistol. Jason had already shot and killed three grunts by the time the plasma bolt raced past his helmet. As he aimed and fired at the heads of his enemies, he strafed left and right, causing many of the lethal bolts of energy to miss him. Although he suspected he had already lasted longer out on open ground than any ordinary marine did, he noticed his shields were almost gone. He rolled back behind the rock, still firing. Grunts wailed from the pain and agony of their fallen brothers, then screamed with rage and began a charge. Jason felt the ground shake as he took out the cartridge of his weapon, cast it aside, and slammed a fresh one into the gun. He then pulled out his MA37, and rose from his cover again. He heard the uproar grow even louder, as the grunts tumbled head over heels toward the Spartan, wanting only victory, revenge, and spilled human blood. Jason focused right toward the front of the stampede, and squeezed the trigger.
A fountain of luminous blue blood spread like a tidal wave on the mountains of grunts. They suddenly began slipping over their own flesh, and it wasn’t long before all of the grunts were belly up, desperately scrambling to their feet again, but with no avail. The Spartan, seeing the group into total disarray, lobbed a grenade right into the center of the pack. The following explosion sent the corpses flying and flayed whoever was left with shrapnel.
Confident that the enemies weren't going to get up again, he raised his hands, lifted his fingers, and motioned them forward. From the shadows and smoldering barricades rose three other spartans, and an ODST.
Jason, Spartan A397
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