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Covenant vs Aliens, Part Three
Posted By: Mantis<jamie@netride.net>
Date: 2 February 2005, 2:37 AM
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Aliens
Vs
Covenant
Part Three...
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Escape is overated...
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Through out the Covenant warship, Elites, Grunts, Jackals, and Hunters alike were bieng pushed to the brink. Several Jackals have dissapeared... A few Grunts were found with there heads missing... And one Elite... or whats left of his top half... was found stuffed in a vent... His entrails hanging out of the vent cover, and his face a constant picture of horror. Narr'achta called for a plan of action... Every crew member, was to travel in groups of three or four. The Hunters were placed on specific key points where they couldn't be harmed just by reaching down out of a vent and clawing thier back ends... Raren'Te had suffered minor injuries to the lower left ribs and his face. Gran'Dree had recovered from the "accident" that had happened.
As they got ready for patrol shift, a scream echoed throughout the hall ways.
"What the..." An Honor Guard Elite burst into the armory with plasma sword ablaze. "BY THE RINGS!! MY EYES MY EYES!!!" The entire top half of his face was a smoldering scar. The Guard dropped his sword and started clawing his face. They approached him cautiously. Gran'dree grabbed his shoulder and shook him... She was flung across the room, "GET AWAY DEMON!!" He grabbed his sword and started slashing about at random. "Calm yourself, Brother!" Raren'Te yelled. "Who is that!?" The Guard halted his attack. "It is me, Raren'Te!" Raren'Te responded in anger. The Guard dropped his plasma sword. "Brother! Help me... My eyes have been burnt by that infernal demon!" The Guard cried out in agony. "Hold on, Brother! We will help y..." THUD! The Armory door bulged outward. KATHUMP! An angry hiss resonated throughout the room. CRASH! The door burst apart and the beasts eyeless muzzle attempted to fit its massive head through the hole in the door. "THE DEMON!!!" The Guard ran straight into a wall. "Grab him and come on!" Gran'dree yelled. And then... Something happened... A bright flash of light illuminated the room. It struck the beast in the face knocking it backwards... Yes! It was a Hunter pair to the rescue! They began pummeling the door and the alien with several rapid blasts. They hurried after it.
They followed it into the hangar bay, hissing angrily as it attempted to find cover. The Hunters attacked with everything they had. The beast lept upon one of the Hunters and ripped its helmet off, exposing the orange colored wormish flesh under it. The Hunter roared in suprise and retailiated, flinging the beast across the room with its powerful arms. A nearby grunt, seeing the conflict, threw a plasma grenade... it stuck itself to the beast's tail, and the beast... in confusion... attempted to pull it off. FWOOM!
There was a loud, solid, CRUNCH as the beast was blew into the air and landed on its back. Many droplets of acid blood showered the surrounding area... The beast attempted to get up... but it realized it had no legs. Out of pure reflex it began to crawl across the floor like some obscene pull toy. "Die demon!" Raren'Te pinned it to the ground and emptied what remained of his plasma rifle into its skull, cauterizing the head clean off its shoulders. The beast was dead. "The demon is dead by my hand!" Raren'Te growled in honor. He grabbed his communicator and reported, "Commander Your excellency, the demon is finnaly dead!" The commander responded, "Good! you shall be rewarded well! Report to my quarters in ten minutes." They left in hopes they would be going back to High Charity.
The beast, or what remained of it, wasn't exactly dead... It didn't have a brain, it was a bieng of pure reflex and anger, ruled by a grand consciousness. Its arms twitched and began to move... It crawled unseen across the floor, dripping acid along the way. It came to a vent, it slowly crawled in. After a while of crawling and scrabbling, it fell out into the Main Reactor chamber. Continuing its disgraceful crawl, it crawled towards the reactor...
"Come forward, Brave warrior!" Narr'achta beckoned to Raren'Te. "I here by bestow the rank of Honor guard to you," Narr'achta placed a Honor guards helmet onto Raren'Te's head. "Your armor is now in your quarters, After you have retrieved it report the the bridge for your first assignment." Raren'Te left, walking through the halls. He reached his quarters and attempted to open the door. It wouldn't open when he pressed the open button. He pressed it again... and the lights went dead... "Oh no..." He kicked the plastiglass door in, and searched for a weapon. He saw his armor on the bed, and a staff was leaning on the wall. He quickly readied himself, and marched out the door.
"Commander your Excellency! There is an obstruction in the reactor!" A Monitor Elite reported.
"What now!?" Narr'achta said, slapping his face in disgust. "Camera feed online, your Excellency!" The beast's torso was stuck in a huge turbine, halting it. "Commander! The Propulsion thrusters are off line! If we don't get them online soon... We're going to collide with that red giant!" Another Elite pointed out on the Navigational map. "Get the Engineers down there NOW!" Narr'achta exclaimed.
Several Engineers floated down towards the main reactor. They quickly teamed up and hauled the massive, rotting remains of the beast out on to the deck. A grunt escort noticed something... Upon closer inspection of the body, Something had munched on it recently. At just about the same time he got up to follow the engineers, he dissapeared into the shadows. A bloody arm flopped out of a nearby vent... An Elite soon found the arm. "By the rings... what could have done thi..." Before he could finish the sentence... He dissapeared too, as well.
Several hours later...
"Commander, your Excellency! The Life Support systems have stopped functioning!" Several elites were making reports such as... "We've lost contact with the engine room!" or "Crew are dissapearing on a regular basis!" Narr'achta couldn't hear one thing after another because of all the jibberish caused by the small crowd. "Silence! I Will Have SILENCE!!" Narr'achta said furiously. "Everyone will make it through this alive! I Here by commision the temporary use of the Honor guard as a defensive measure!" That silenced the crowd... for a moment. Several cheers erupted throughout the room. Then the emergency lights went dead...
Raren'Te prowled cautiously through the dark corridors, having only his glowing Honor armor as a source of light. He heard the occasional thump in the vents, but nothing attempted to attack him. It was cold... Very Cold. He approached Gran'dree's room, forcefully sliding the door aside. He looked about the room with caution. "Sister? Are you here?" Whispered Raren'Te. He entered the bedroom cautiously, Gran'dree was sleeping soundly on the odd shapped bed most the crew had as well. He probed several dark spots in the room, then left. He probed the living room next... He checked under the table, the armor rack, and the food dispenser. All clear here... He sighed and looked up, Something lept off the rafters in the ceiling and bounced off of him. With lightning reflex he swatted, with his staff, one of the demonic spiders onto the floor... snapping most of its legs. He prodded it again... It made no attempt to move. Gran'dree entered the living room, half asleep. "Sister! Sorry to wake you!" Raren'Te appologized. "Thats.. alright" She muttered. Then she saw the spider... and jumped for the nearest plasma rifle on the weapon rack. She shot at it, almost hitting Raren'Te in the knee cap. It made an obscene GLARK noise... Then... An angry hiss reverberated in the back ground. They both jumped at the sound of it.
Even in the control room, they heard the many hisses in the back ground. And... Narr'achta finnally lost it, He started screaming "WHEN WILL IT END?!?!" as well as running around in circles. This act generated the bad stench of fear... A claw burst through the ceiling and grabbed Narr'achta. Several Elites started firing at random parts of the ceiling... They pulled Narr'achta down and hauled him off and evacuated...
"Warning... Self Destruct in T-Minus 5 minutes..." A comuterized voice said in several languages. Raren'Te and Gran'dree immediately started packing up and marching for the escape pods. One of the beasts burst out of a wall and attacked them... Raren'Te stabbed it in the face with his staff. They continued on... After a while of running down dark corridors lit with escape lights. They came to an odd sight... The walls were covered in odd gluish substances... They continued on... following the dimming lights along the walls. They finnally came to a REALLY odd sight... The encountered a huge... slug? Tube? They froze... An even LARGER version of the beast was suspended in the air by long ropes of gluish stuffs... Its massive head slid out of a crown-like carapace... Its eyeless head a sight of curiosity... The Queen, "What the hell is that..." Gran'dree said in astonishment... Several beasts came out of the walls like ghosts... All watching Gran'dree... who had an over charged plasma pistol in her hand... The Queen hissed... They backed off... Gran'dree looked down... Eggs were scattered all around them... With the plasma pistol in hand, she held it up to one of the eggs... All the beasts dissapeared into the darkness... An egg behind them split open... Raren'Te turned around and stabbed it... The queen roared in anger. Gran'dree let loose with several plasma grenades and a hail of plasma bolts. They ran as fast as they could for the escape pods.
TO BE CONTINUED
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