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The Sovereign: Chapter 1
Posted By: HaloFREAK<adehesa3@comcast.net>
Date: 18 April 2003, 3:27 AM
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June 23rd, 2552, UNSC ship CORUSCAN, 0549hours
Captain James E. Robinson was standing behind the two crewmen in charge of stearing the mighty Hyperion II class Battleship, the CORUSCAN, while gazing out at the planet 'Corusos', home of the colony TH-744.
"Lieutenant Wilks, scan the area in and around Corusos for Covenant forces." Robinson said.
"Aye sir." the officer acknowledged."Scanning...The place is dry sir. No Covenant forces detected."
'Very strange'Robinson thought to himself.
"Have you picked up any transmissions from the planet's surface?" Robinson asked.
"No sir, all quiet." Wilks replied.
'Very strange' Robinson thought.' It's like the planet was abandoned.'
20 days earlier, the colony TH-744 went silent. After many tries to contact the colony, nobody responded. The CORUSCAN, with it's complement of 60 marines, was sent to investigate because of the strange silence and because TH-744 was a valuable economic colony.
"Keep all active crew on high alert. A cloaked frigate or something jamming our systems may be out there." Robinson ordered." Ensign Carter, what is the status on our people in cryo?"
" Everybody's nice and cozy sir, all systems at optimum efficiency." The ensign replied.
"Good, it's time for our people to rise and shine Carter, get those codes ready."
"Yes sir!"
Private Connely was at his post, just about to drift off to sleep when Captain Robinson's booming voice woke him up and nearly knocked him out of his seat.
"This better not be a damn drill." he grumbled to himself.
"ALL CRYO PERSONELL, THIS IS ROBINSON, STAND-BY TO BEGIN THAWING OUT ALL FROZEN PERSONELL." Robinson's voice boomed. And with a yawn, Connely walked over to his right where he remebered his co-worker, Corporal Clark, went last.Connely then banged on a lavatory door yelling" Hey Clark hurry up, it's time to go to work!"
"Bloody hell, can't even take a sodding shit without being bothered!" Clark growled."Who's order is it anyway?"
"Robinson's man!"
"Can't you cover for me? You've done this plenty of times before!" Clark yelled out.
"Can't. Us rookies need the proper supervision from you officers." Connely yelled back, half laughing.
"Sonova bitch! I'll get you for this you bastard!" Clark yelled angrily.Then he wiped the feces from his rectum, pulled his pants back up, then went to wash his hands.
"Hey, hurry up. If we're late, the captain's gonna bust BOTH our asses!" Connely yelled. Clark then opened the door, which caused the toilet to automatically flush. They then walked back to their post.
"Route power to the heaters now." Clark ordered, which was met by Connely's furious typing. They then waited for the password from the bridge to arrive. After a few moments, a message appeared. It read:
CRYO BAY 04
PRIORITY ALPHA MESSAGE: WHIP THOSE BADBOYS OUT
END MESSAGE.
'Carter must have wrote that code' Clark thought to himself, chuckling as he thought of his friend up above.' He's always thinking of these queer passwords'
"Inputting password now." Connely said. After he entered the code there was a little beep of clearence. The final security measure was all that was left. Clark and Connely took out their special security keys, walked to the opposite ends of the computer, where there were two key slots.
"On my mark. Three...two...one...mark!" as Clark said mark, they both twisted their keys simueotaneusly in the slots to disable the final security precaution.
"Initiating thaw out...done." Connely said. Now the two technicians would just have to wait, watch and regulate the temperatures of the cryotubes.
"So Jim, exactly how should I kick your ass now?" Clark said to his co-worker.
"Ensign Carter, status report on the personell being thawed out." Robinson ordered.
"All going well sir, no problems. Estimated time till they regain conciousness:2.3 minutes."
After 2.5 minutes, Captain Robinson walked over to the main command screen and pushed a button below to activate the PA.
"Good morning people, how does it feel coming out of your 13 days of beauty sleep?" Robinson asked his men. Though the crew just ignored it, the marines were anything but pleased about Robinson's comment. One New Yorker said" Just fine ya fuckin prick." another man flew the bird.
Robinson chuckled to himself, then said" All combat personell, you are ordered to be showered, fed, dressed, and on stan-by in the hangar bays by 0650. All combat sergeants are to be at the bridge by 0635 for briefing. All crew are ordered to be fed, dressed, showered and at your positions by 0650. That is all, carry on."
Staff Sergeant Alfred B Frost was already up, walking with a cigar in mouth, and yelling at his men by the time Robinson came on.
" All right ladies you know the man, now get your asses up! Time for another glorious day in the marine corps. A day in the marines corps. is like a day on a farm. A farmer always gets up quickly and efficieantly each day which is EXACTLY WHAT YOU SHOULD BE DOING NOW GODDAMMIT! I SWEAR IF YOU ALL AREN'T OUT OF THOSE TUBES IN THREE SECONDS I'LL KICK ALL YO MOTHERFUCKIN ASSES!" he yelled as he walked down the dim, misty cryo room of cryo bay 04. Although Corporal Mendoza, Thompson, Vercetti, Jenkins, Frydreich, Nyugen, Pendownski and Delgado had already heard this hundreds of times before,the replacements Pliskin, Adams, and Bishop thought that was exactly what Frost would do, so they quickly got out of their sticky tubes, regurgitated the bronchial surfactant, then quickly ran into the showers, while their veteran squadmates slowly dragged themselves out.
"You see those rookies their? That's what you should be doing right now, not taking your sweet ass time. Now get in there before i bust all yo heads open!" Frost barked.
"Yes, yes Sarge we already know that. You've said this hundreds of times before." Thompson groaned.
"Damn right, and I'm gonna keep doing it until you get your asses in line!" Frost said.
"You just had to get him started." Mendoza said as he walked by Thompson.
Yeah, what a way to start the day." Vercetti said, patting Thompson's shoulder.
"What? It sounds like you guys are surprised. You should know better. It's my job." Thompson said with a grin.
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