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Ishkabibbl'sStory/Humanity'sLastHope/BloodyWar(Part One)
Date: 11 June 2003, 4:30 PM
In a few hours we will be landing on another colony world, Ans. Once we were close we were hailed by the space station, Light of Ans. "Unidentified Pelican State your name and purpose."
"This Is Pelican Omega 6479 en route to mission area and in need of repairs."
"Roger Omega 6479 permission to land granted." Once we got on the space station we started re-distributing supplies. An unknown Spartan from the station cocked an eyebrow, "You guys really need this much fire power?" I've never seen a Spartan out of his armor before so he kind of intimidated me. "You should know Tony you can never have too much fire power." Andrew and Tony laughed. While all the Spartans started talking I gathered my squad and we started repairing our pelican. On one of our planet landings the heat shield got fried and now we needed to fix it. Hec was starting to get out of the Pelican when I shoved him back in. "What's up with you Ish?"
"Hec you're on a human space station. They would kill you on sight." He nodded and climbed up into the pelican's hanger. I noticed a Spartan looking at our tank. I walked over, "Something wrong with our scorpion?"
He shook his head, "Nah, I was just wondering is this a new model?"
"No, our squad just modified it to fit most situations." Peter walked over and started showing the Spartan all the different modifications.
"Ish get over here quick!" I sprinted to our pelican to find a couple military police walking up to our pelican. I muttered to everyone, "Ok the hanger is actually a sealed storage area for ONI cargo got it?" They all nodded.
The first Mp asked, "What are doing here?" Jenny looked at him, "Transporting something for ONI."
"Well let me see it!" I shook my head no, "Sir, if you see what is in there then we would have to take you to a remote asteroid that you may never leave." He looked taken aback by this and walked away.
Peter came towards me and whispered, "We should leave before he checks to see if anything for ONI is being transported. Oh, and the other Spartans are going to come with us ok?"
"Where can we put them?" Peter pointed towards another pelican docked next to ours.
"That's their personal pelican it can fit all of us and another vehicle. They were wondering if you could modify their team's scorpion like yours." I nodded and yelled, "Alright squad can't be late with the shipment!" We boarded our pelican and the Spartans boarded theirs. After clearance we took off and looked for an empty planet to touch down and figure out what we were going to do. Jenny came over the comm.., "Sir the Spartan pilot is ordering us to land on Reck."
"What?! That planet was abandoned."
"Sir, they say no one will look for us there."
"Alright Jenny take us to Reck." After a week of travel we felt the pelican touching down. After I got out I asked, "Hey anyone see the Spartans?"
"Uh...Sir, I think I went too fast for them. They should be here in a day or two." I sighed, "Alright men set up camp in the city. Hec do a patrol of the local area. Shadow you should take the tank and make sure none of the buildings are guarded. Mark, Rusk, and I are going in the warthog to search the area around the city." As I got in the driver seat Mark and Rusk got in the gunner spots. "Alright you guys stay frosty we don't know if the UNSC has a base here." They nodded and we took off. After about 15 minutes reports came back in. "Hec reporting. No air or roof top activity."
"Shadow speaking. All buildings are clear." I gave my report to the main camp, "Ish here. No sign of life. All units return to camp." The next day the Spartan's pelican landed. I got Hec to come with me to start the tank modifications. In a few weeks we were done. Everyone packed up camp and we explored the planet. We split up into two teams, the Spartans and the Lonely Wolves. I then split our group up more, "Shadow you take the tank again only this time Phil you ride on a pod. Hec you use your shrike of course. Max, Mark, and Jenny are going in the Pelican. Rusk you're with me and the warthog. Lets move, try to find something useful." I went full speed towards the shipyards in hope of finding some spare pelican parts. I left Rusk with the warthog and went inside. I saw a few Slayer class fighters. Slayer fighters are about the size of 4 banshees and carry plenty of amendments. I didn't know much about them so I radioed the Spartans, "Hey I just found some Slayer fighters but don't know how to fly them. Any of you know how to?" I heard laughter from the other side of the comm. As I was about to yell what is so freaking funny the Slayers all powered up. Now I knew what they were laughing at, it was the fact I didn't see them in the cockpits. "We're going to find a good place to make a new camp and land these there. Also you should have your Pelican land there too." They blew out of the building and flew away. I kept walking underneath rubble to try and find something else. Once I got to an elevator I broke the doors and looked downwards and there was another pair of doors a few hundred feet down. "Hey Rusk bring the warthog around I need the cable to get to some other doorway."
"Roger that Sir." Once he brought the cable I started to repel down. At the bottom the door was locked. I tried my override code, but it didn't have high enough clearance. So I tried to kick it in and again my efforts were useless. Finally, I got tired of messing up so I had Rusk lower a jackhammer down off of the warthog. I pullet the trigger and the door blew in backwards from the force. I walked and saw at least 50 cryo-tubes filled with Spartans. "Hey Peter you need to get here right now!" my voice was hysterical so he came ASAP with the eight other Spartans.
Ishkabibbl'sSotry/Humanity'sLastHope/Bloodywar (Part 2)
Date: 13 June 2003, 10:30 PM
Once they finished going down the rope they too were shocked at the number of Spartans. I walked towards a command terminal and a message blinked on screen and typed in messages:
Unfreeze Spartan III's?
Yes
Enter-alpha encrypt key
**********
Incorrect
Re-enter alpha encrypt key
****************
Incorrect
Re-enter alpha encrypt key
"Hey Peter I need help getting past this."
Re-enter alpha encrypt key
*************
correct. Welcome Spartan II
"Show-off..." Peter just laughed. A gigantic hissing sound filled the room as the tubes opened. All the Spartan III's got out and saluted Peter. Peter saluted back and walked to a door behind the tubes. In it was a weird looking ship. "Its Forerunner technology. It has the strength of a covenant battle group and the speed of a longsword. No technology, Covenant or UNSC could stop it."
I was shocked and extremely surprised. "Why would you need to be better then the UNSC?" Peter shook his head threw gas in my face. Everything became dark...
"Sir? SIR! Wake up!" it sounded like Rusk, but he was underwater.
"Damn it Sir! GET UP" I felt myself get soaked.
"Whoa?"
"Sir the Spartans left."
"Ugh, my head... anyways what about everyone else?"
"Well Sir, I believe they were all knocked out too."
"Fine then Rusk lets go." He helped me up and we started searching for the others. We came to the 'camp' the Spartans made and saw Sweet Jenny on the ground with Mark and two other people out cold on the ground nearby. We woke them up and attached the warthog to the pelican and took off. I couldn't talk to anyone, my headache was killing me. Also the others were ranting and raving about the backstabbing Spartans. "QUIET!" I roared, "We need to get the others. Once that's done we can get to work on a new plan."
When we found everyone we went back to that underground hangar. On the terminal I tried to access there was a message from Peter. "Ish, sorry about the knock out gas, but we couldn't risk you trying to stop us. You see, the Spartans put here were left for a reason. Dr. Hasley figured out the truth about the UNSC. The covenant was created by the UNSC so they could keep power by fear. Something went wrong though, the first two leaders called themselves prophets and declared war on the human race. They freed other covenant and eventually none of them were under UNSC control. As soon as Dr. Hasley figured this out she was executed. The UNSC is corrupt so we must destroy it and all those who follow it. Since your groups are defectors we just knocked you out. In the hanger there is a modified pelican. It is larger and can hold up to 30 people plus weapons and supplies. We assume you will modify it to your needs. The best of luck, Peter and the Spartans."
"Sir, you think that's true?" I sighed, "Not sure Rusk. It does make sense though. Either way lets get to work on that pelican." We brought everything of ours down the elevator shaft including our old pelican. We set up guards and started working.
A month later we were done. Our new pelican was almost a perfect copy of sweet jenny except it was larger. On the bottom we were now able to carry three vehicles and hold 2 shrikes on top. During the time we made modifications we watched the Human News Network. A reporter came on the camera, "We have live news. The UNSC is launching a strike against Ishkabibbl and his rebels on the planet Reck. We're going to the field correspondent..."
"MARINES lets move out! Incoming UNSC strike team." We gathered and took off in our pelican. After flying past the drop ships we went into slipstream.
Jenny came over the comm., "Sir, We're being hailed by the Fraud Slayer. Should I reply?" It was obvious to me that was the stolen Spartan cruiser. "Jenny patch it to the terminal back here." The picture of a fully armored Spartan comes up on the screen. "Hello Ishkabibbl. It's good to see you alive and well. I was wondering if you would want to join up with us in our crusade against the corrupt UNSC and their toys the covenant."
"Why would we want to do that?"
"Well if you don't there won't be a single person who will help you, but if you do join up with us there will be very little that can hurt you on the ground."
"I need to think about it."
The Spartan mutters darkly, "Think quickly UNSC fleet inbound."
"C'mon sir! Let's do it and leave before the UNSC gets here." Mark was acting like a three year old jumping up and down. "Mark calm down or you will be knocked out. Ok group vote all who want to join say aye." Vick, Mark, Max, Rusk, and Jenny said aye. Hec didn't trust the Spartans. "Well Hec you can come with us or take your shrike and leave, no hard feelings. So what do you pick?" Hec looked around, "I'm with you sir." I nodded and smiled, "Ok Jenny ask the Spartans where to dock."
I stood on the bridge with Rusk and Hec. It was complete chaos. "Sir, Incoming longswords about 50 of them!"
"Sir, 15 Frigates coming from starboard!"
"Sir, One capitol ship is firing HAVOC and the carriers keep pumping out longswords!" Various reports kept ringing out as the space battle continued. I watched through the main view screen as three frigates were annihilated by our plasma torpedos. The ship jigged left and the HAVOC flew harmlessly by. A spray of PDPC's, flew out of the point ship. Thousands of plasma shards flew everywhere into the mass of long swords destroying them or disabling the pilots. All that was left was the capitol ship and two carriers. "Fire six MAC's at the two carriers and eight towards the other ship." The Forerunner ship shuddered as 20 MAC's fired. "All ships destroyed. Make a random jump." Peter signaled for us to leave the bridge. We followed him to a briefing room. "Glad that you chose to join us. That's the third fleet the UNSC has sent to die." He shook his head, "We still haven't decided where to strike next. Do you have any ideas?"
"Well aren't there more Spartans? Why not go get them to join up?" Rusk looked confused when he was talking. "Hmm we didn't really think there would be more Spartans, but if there are..." Peter got up and went back to the bridge while we returned to the docking bay.
Ishkabibbl'sstory\Humanity'sLastHope\BloodyWar(Part 3)
Date: 23 July 2003, 12:09 AM
(A lone Slayer is cruising through space and is passing Neptune. In the cargo space sat John, digging through various crates. After smashing open a crate with FRAGILE written all over it. He pulls out a sniper rifle. Once it's pulled out his other hand swoops in and comes out with five clips.)
"Cortana, we know that sniper rifles are useless against the flood, so why am I getting one?"
"There have been some major updates since we've been gone. Now sniper rifle bullets carry a small packet of C-4 in it that detonates on impact. According to all current data, it should be enough to tear apart a flood warrior." The Master Chief nodded and loaded up the rifle. He thought about all the upgrades within his new armor. Besides the fact that it was faster and stronger, there were ammo caches all about. Two groves were already on his back with magnetic locking. On his left side his sheath was permanently locked to his armor. He carried two proto-type pistols. They shot a combination of plasma and HE rounds. His belt let him clip on ten grenades, instead of the usual 4. John's favorite thing that was added is his LRTL (long range targeting laser) attached just above his flashlight. An SOS was sent to all local marine garrison's incase that the MC failed his mission.
(On board the Pirate Ship Fraud Slayer the A.I Shadow is briefing the rouge army of Spartans and various marine units on a new distress call.)
"There's a new form of flood on Pluto. Its now being called type Omega, only one was confirmed KIA while an assault force of Spartans was wiped out easily." Shadow let the news sink in and then continued, "The best of the best, John-117, was sent to Pluto to place a small explosive on a fault line to destroy Pluto and the flood on it. He has been forced away from the area do the sheer number of Omega's in the area. It really is amazing that he's still alive, anyways, his A.I Cortana has contacted me asking for help."
Mark interrupted, "How could she even know where or how to talk to you?" Shadow's figure grew red which simulated anger, but he didn't respond. Mark sat down and shook his head. A heated debate started up.
"It's a trap!"
"How could it be a trap? They got no clue where we are."
"Then how did they find Shadow?"
"I don't know. Random guessing?"
Peter was getting a headache, "Shut. Up." All the marines became as silent as the Spartans who were waiting for their leader to decide. Peter went on, "We'll go, its not like the UNSC could trap us. Everyone Gear up."
Nobody noticed the new figure that just appeared in the corner of the room. He hurriedly wiped the blood from his mouth and looked around. He coughed and a few heads turned, they looked back, and snapped to him again with weapons drawn. Jack thought, "Oh yeah, it's going to be one of those days."
Jack was roughly thrown into a cell in the brig. He glanced around and noticed the door was open. Grinning he strolled up to it and got a shock that sent back into the wall. A figure in emerald green armor walked past and laughed. Rubbing his head Jack stood up and stretched. "Ugh... that guardian needs to keep better care of the library.
Earlier
"Oh shiiiii-umph!" Jack landed face first from a dozen yard fall. The guardian leaned over the hole in the ground and shouted, "My bad! Forgot to tell you not to step there, I'm a little behind on repairs, wear and tear you know." Jack coughed blood up and rolled over.
"Oh good news, found a nice spot for you to go to, have fun!" Like an angry hornet nest the black cubes descended all around Jack.
Jack sits in a cold steel room with no windows, nor doors in sight. A person walked in wearing the standard armor for the Cov-Human war walked in.
Max walked in and leered at him, "Hello, Sergeant." Jack stared blankly at him. The man went on, "I'm here to find out how a UNSC spy got onboard and sneaked into the conference room. Would you care to tell me? Or should I 'convince' you to talk?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I tried to tell you." Jack remembered something, "Aren't you Max?" Max nodded not knowing how he knew his name. Jack pressed on, "Didn't you die? You had to, I saw you die."
Max seemed to hesitate then yelled out, "You're supposed to be dead to Jack! As for me, after you died a rescue party came and I was put into a cryo-tube...for quite some time. The ship lost engine control at the Threshold system, but since it was a deep space vessel the interior of the ring was habitable. We found the Flood on a broken cruiser and brought them aboard to study. It went horribly wrong and I was the only one to make it to the escape pods. I floated for so long after I put myself into another cryo-tube and was taken out of it a few years ago. Ha, if it was anyone 'cept you I would say you thought I was insane." Jack just took it in, this must mean he was a Forerunner. This also meant that Humans didn't come from Earth originally, or we evolved the same. Jack chuckled to himself. That was impossible!
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