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How Halo met Starwars Chapter 4: Deal with the Devil
Posted By: Some Halo fan<guyinawrestlingmask@hotmail.com>
Date: 5 April 2006, 3:32 am
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Deal with the Devil
Captain McKarthney yawned as he stepped on to the bridge. He was leading a small expedition to scout out the area that the Master Chief and his companions had described when they returned. Upon receiving the coordinates, Lord Hood had ordered a small fleet to investigate the area designated 'The Holy Zone', as was the nick-name given it by the large marine dispatch on the mission. McKarthney sat down in the captains chair as he called up the ship's AI.
"Yes Capin'?", said the scruffy looking hologram. Fox, the ship's AI, took the appearance of a poverty stricken civilian and spoke with a Brookline like accent. He was a somewhat older model of AI and was frowned upon by other captains because of his ungroomed look. McKarthney didn't mind, and was quite fond of Fox for his casual take on things.
"Good morning Fox," said McKarthney, "Give me a status check, and see how the Spartan is doing." Due to the large possibility that the Holy Zone was swarming with Covenant, McKarthney was given a Spartan to give the men moral as well as to tip the scale. The Captain would have liked to have 117, but he had more pressing matters and he had just come from there. So McKarthney was given a Spartan to give the men morale as well as to tip the scale. The Captain would have liked to have 117, but he had more pressing matters and he had just come from there. So McKarthney was given Spartan 104, when they where leaving the Captain swore Chief was calling 104 'Fred'.
"All right Capin' 'ere's your check," said Fox in his usual lazy manner, "Ship's runnin' fine, and the Spartan is just comin' out o cryo." "Good, how long till we reach the destination?" "ETA in 'bout five minutes Capin'." "Excellent," said McKarthney. Sticking to the Cole Protocol, the fleet had to zig-zag threw the colonies making travel heck. Over the next few minutes, the bridge crew filtered in and took positions, giving status reports and charging weapons, incase there really were Covenant there.
"Comin' out o Slipspace now Capin'," Fox said. When the inky blackness of Slipspace smeared away McKarthney looked on in awe. On the view screens there were grey, dagger-like ships shooting at one Covenant ship with a large dog fight going on in-between.
"What the hell is going on here?", said McKarthney, gazing at the spectacle before him.
"It appears to be a space battle sir," Fox said with his usual wit. "I know that, but what are those daggers and why are they shooting at that Covenant ship?"
"It would seem to me that the dagger ships do not like the Covies, and plan to make a big ruckus 'bout it," Fox said. "Oh do shut up," McKarthney barked. "Give me a com link with the dagger ships and we'll see what the hell is going on here."
On board the lead star destroyer the com-tech shouted, "Sir we have a new signal coming through." "Send it in," Commodore Telmarine said. A little blue hologram person appeared on one of the arm rests of Telmarines chair. The man was wearing a uniform of some kind, was slightly balding up front, and was average to tall height.
"This is star destroyer New Findings, who are you and what is your business?" Telmarine said with his crisp uniform manner he developed over his last decade as an officer.
"Well that's exactly what I want to know, and what the hell is a star destroyer?" The little blue man said.
"Well, I am Commodore Telmarine. I am leading a fleet of standard Empire battle cruisers called 'star destroyers'. We are on a mission to investigate a new galaxy for the benefit of the Empire," said Telmarine.
"Well, that's one fancy story you've cooked up there. To give you my fancy story I am Captain McKarthney, captain of the UNSC battle cruiser, the New Orleans. My fleet is here to scout out a potentially dangerous area. Now tell me this, what is this 'Empire' you keep referring to?"
"It is the ruling force in our galaxy and has come to claim this one as its own." Telmarine replied. "Hmm. I'll be back with you in a moment," and with that, the so called 'Captain McKarthney' disappeared.
After his talk with the 'Commodore Telmarine', McKarthney had some real thinking to do. He realized this as an opportunity to make a deal that would ultimately decide the outcome of the human race. If he went with the 'Empire', the humans would be more than powerful enough to defeat the Covenant. But also with that decision would come possibly dangerous repercussions. Who ruled this Empire? What was their basis of government? There were too many unknowns and not enough time.
But if he went with the Covenant, the war would end and twenty five years of fighting would come to an end. Either way they would make huge technological advances and would spread considerably. While pondering threw this the Covenant ship finally noticed them and gave them a ring.
"Greetings humans," said the golden Elite who appeared on the view screen. "Hello, uh, Covenant," McKarthney said hesitantly. "Yes, let us skip the formalities," growled the Elite, "As you have seen, the dagger ships are hostile and threaten to over take our galaxy. We have seen the scum in battle and are not very formidable. Let us join forces and slay these heretics like the dogs they are," said the Elite, almost with a preaching tone.
At that moment Spartan 104 entered the bridge. McKarthney, knowing the intelligence of the Spartans, tolled the him of his predicament. After a moment of thinking, 104 said, "Go with the Covenant." And with that, the deal that would later be called the 'Deal with the Demon' was made.
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