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The Covenant Civil War:Part 2
Posted By: MC 171<bubbleboy388@yahoo.ca>
Date: 20 October 2005, 3:26 pm
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Three Phantoms roared through space,away from the planet they had just beseiged.On board one of them was the Arbiter,proud of himself and the Brutes he had slain.An Elite nearby opened the battery compartment of his plasma rifle and fiddled with the battery to increase the rate of fire.Three Grunts were playing a game invented by Covenant soldiers who needed something to do between battles.The Spec.Ops Commander leaned against the wall,surveying his soldiers."Leader,we are approaching the Rivalry."The pilot's voice barked over the communications system.The Rivalry was enourmous.It dwarfed even the cruisers a Prophet would use.It was one of a mere three heavy starships known as Dreadnaughts.These were the most heaviliy armed,and biggest ships ever to be seen in the Covenant.They were bigger than any Brute or human ship.Two other Dreadnaughts flanked it,the 'Angel of Death'and the'Judgement'.The Rivalry was the biggest of them.The Phantoms landed inside the behemoth's docking bay,and the soldiers lept out of it.They hung their weapons on nearby weapon racks and headed to the bridge.Soon enough,they were on the bridge of the ship.The Arbiter was impressed by the vast view of space...meteorites hurtled past,planets lightyears away could be seen,or so it seemed. "Prepare to enter slipspace." The Spec.Ops Commander said into his comlink.
"Judgement is ready." A rough voice said over the comlink.
"Angel of Death ready for slipspace." Another voice exclaimed .
"Engage!"The Commander yelled.
Soon,an aura of blue light appeared in front of them,and they were blasting through slipspace.
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The Brute Naval Commander,Zauk, sat in his chair.He looked out the main viewing window,ready for anything.He was not suprised to see a blue circle of light appear.
"Ready your weap-" The Brute Naval Ops Commander suddenly stopped.
He had seen the sheer bulk of these 3 ships.
"By the Forerunners..." He muttered,clenching his fists.
"Incoming transmission." The Communicatiosn Officer said.
3 seperate faces appeared on the viewscreen.One was a Spec.Ops Elite's the other's was the Soec.Ops Commander,the last was an Elite Field Commander.
"Hello,Brute scum.Surrender and things will be easy...we don't want to fight..." The Field Commander sneered.
"FIRE ON THOSE SHIPS!" Zauk screamed.
A stream of blue plasma headed straight for the Angel Of Death,but it was stopped short by energy shields.The Angel responded with a volley of plasma torpedoes,and the Rivalry opened fire with the heavy plasma cannons.Blue beams of plasma shot forth from the Rivalry and struck the hull of a Brute ship.The beam tore straight through the Brute ship and emerged out the other side.The Brute ship almost instantly exploded.The plasma torpedoes struck Zauk's ship,battering it but not destroying it.the lights on board flickered and then went out.
"Restore the power core.Focus all fire on the Rivalry!" Zauk screeched,slamming his fist on the armrest of his chair.
The Rivalry was struck by a plasma blast,and its energy shields dropped low.
"Set the plasma cannon batteries to full power.Transfer energy from the shields." The Spec.Ops Commander ordered.
The Rivalry shot out another beam of blue plasma,destroying another Brute ship.
"Charge the cannon this time.We're going to pierce that Brute ship's shield and hull at once." The Commander said,beggining to sweat.He heard the plasma cannons charging,but would they charge in time?
Yes.
Another beam of blue plasma shot into space,slamming into the nose of Zauk's ship.
The beam ripped through the armor plating and tore apart the bridge.But it did not stop there.It continued to travel down the middle until it reached the core generator,destroying the ship.
However,there were still 9 more Brute ships.
"Return the weapon power to normal and give power back to the shielding." The Commander said to his bridge officers.
"All strike teams,report the the boarding pods.I repeat,all strike teams to boarding pods." The communications officer said over the intercoms.
The Arbiter lept inside a pod,followed by 15 Elites,4 Grunts and two Hunters.The pods on board the Rivalry were big and spacious.The Arbiter walked over to the activation keypad,and punched in several numbers.
"Pod system accsessed.Please select a command." A mechanical voice said.
"On my command,launch your pods!" The Commander's voice choed throughout the interior of the pod,his voice broadcast by the communications.
"Initiate boarding sequence!" The Commander said.
The Arbiter pressed the 'Launch' button on the keypad,and was sent flying backwards into a wall. The pod broke loose from its holding bay and streaked towards a Brute ship.
The Arbiter clutched his carbine,and there was another jolt.Then,they were shoved forwards by a mini-grav lift.The Grunts tried to stay in the pod,but were swept off their feet.The pod spat them out into a small docking bay,where there were starfighters,dropships-and Brutes,Jackals and Drones.
The Arbiter fired at a Brute and caught him in the shoulder,and the Brute responded by opening fire with his Brute Plasma Rifle.The Arbiter rolled to avoid the bolts of plasma,then fired off two more shots at the Brute.It fell backwards this time,dead.
A Grunt,screaming a war cry,charged the Brutes.It was hit by a plasma grenade.Instead of cowering in fear,it ran p to a Brute captain and hugged its leg.The Captain yelled out in terror,and the grenade exploded.Plasma bolts were flying everywheres,and the Arbiter was wounded in the chest.He dropped to the ground and fired at his would-be assailant,sending a searing bolt of energy into a Brute's chest.A thin beam of purple energy whozzed past his head and struck the ground,burning a hole into the floor.Yet another purple beam cut the air,this time hitting him in the chest.He fell over backwards,feigning death.When the sniper aimed for another target,the Arbiter shot at him with his carbine.The Jackal fell off the perch it was on,and hit the ground with a sickening thud.The Arbiter turned and fired at another Brute,who dodged the shot fired his Brute Shot at the Arbiter.The Arbiter's shields saved him,and he squeezed off a few more shots at the Brute.The Brute's head was torn off its neck as one of the shots struck it in the forehead.The Arbiter crouched down behind the body of a fallen Elite,using it as cover.Plasma bolts and brute grenades soared over his head and struck the body in front of him.He snapped off two quick carbine shots,striking a Brute in the leg and waist.He managed to fire one more shot at the Brute before another Brute let loose a volley of plasma bolts from his Brute plasma rifle.An Elite came to aid the Arbiter,delivering a wthering hail of plasma blasts from his dual plasma rifles,suppressing the enemy.The Arbiter took the opportunity and fired at a Drone,and it fell from air and onto a Brute.He fired at the shocked Brute,and sent him reeling over backwards,dead.The last few enemies fled from the hangar to get reinforcements.Most of the Grunts had fallen,4 Elites were dead and so was a Hunter.
"We cannot stand another wave of enemies.They'll be back,with more men and bigger guns...we have to get out of here."The Elite who had helped the Arbiter said."Quick,let us board one of the Phantoms and be off."And with that,the strike team boarded one of the Phantoms and blasted out of the hangar.
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