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Anomaly #679- pt. 7
Posted By: RogueFox<roguefox68@gmail.com>
Date: 2 November 2006, 10:25 pm
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Sorry it's been way way waaaay too long guys...haha, here's the link to the rest of the story http://halosn.bungie.org/fanfic/?series=Anomaly+%23679
You've probably all forgotten it by now, but I'll pick up with the 7th installment...
Date estimated late 2552
USS Enterprise, NCC-1701-D
Holding Position just off Delta Halo
"Energize." Picard ordered. The transporter came to life as the Arbiter, Half-Jaw, Keyes, Johnson and two Elite guards appeared on the pad. Greeting the arrivals was Captain Picard, Lieutenant Worf, Counselor Troi, the Master Chief, and two Federation Marines. "Welcome aboard, Arbiter. I am Captain Jean-Luc Picard. This is my chief of security and tactical officer, Lieutenant Worf and ship's counselor Deanna Troi." The Arbiter nodded to Picard and stepped off the platform and came toe-to-toe with the Master Chief.
Not a word was spoken. Picard was about to tell the Marines to intervene when the Arbiter spoke.
"Demon, you have very well ruined my career and caused much death and destruction."
"Just following orders." the Chief coolly replied.
"We are fortunate that we did not succeed in stopping you. I hope we can place all past...grievances, behind us for the coming battle in which we will most certainly be required to cooperate."
The Chief gave a nod and stuck out his hand. The Elite took it and they shook, and the tension level in the room dropped considerably.
"Well, with that out of the way, shall we proceed to the conference room?" Picard said.
The delegation moved out of the transporter room and towards the bridge. They passed a viewport and Worf glanced outside of it. "Sir!" he exclaimed. Picard turned and looked to see Slipspace ruptures and fifteen oddly configured spacecraft come out in a scattered formation. The two fleets formed into attack formations and headed towards each other.
Picard tapped his combadge. "Commander Riker, stop them from attacking each other. Go to Yellow Alert and do not fire unless fired upon." Picard ordered and broke into a trot for the turbolift.
USS Enterprise, NCC-1701-D
Bridge
"Commander Data, what sort of ships are those?" Riker inquired.
"Commander, the ships have human lifesigns and they are using nuclear fusion as their propulsion source. There are no shield generators, and no energy based weapons. They seem to have missile pods similar to that of 20th Century technology and a cannon that fires a magnetically charged projectile." Data spun to face the commander. "So, against these aliens, they might as well chuck spears." Riker said. Data looked down, and then looked back up. "A more accurate analogy would be spears and..." "Thank you, Mr. Data. Hail the incoming warships." Riker interrupted.
Admiral Hood appeared on-screen. "I am Commander William Riker of the Federation Starship Enterprise. Who are you?" Hood stood a little straighter and replied "I am Admiral Terrance Hood, commander of the UNSC carrier Ark Royal and her battle group."
"Admiral Hood, you need to stop your advance and hold your position." Riker said. "We don't want anyone to feel antagonized."
Admiral Hood stood a little straighter. "Riker, I'll stop my advance when they stop theirs. Are you an ally of Earth or not?" Riker sighed. "Admiral, this is a complex situation. We're not from your universe at all; we're from a parallel universe to your own."
Hood gave Riker an incredulous look. "What?" "We'll explain later, we just need you to halt your advance." "Riker, we'll stop our advance whenever they stop theirs. Hood out." The viewscreen winked back to the inevitable clash of forces; the twenty-five Elite spacecraft and the fifteen human spaceships moved toward each other, each side arming its weapons.
Riker grunted. "Data, get me the Elite in command." Data tapped in some commands. "They are responding to our hail, Commander."
A golden Elite appeared on the screen. "Yes, Riker?" "Commander, please halt your advance towards the human fleet. It could lead to a nasty firefight." The Elite chuckled. "I will never back away from a fight, Commander. If these humans wish to challenge us, we shall take them head on." Riker straightened his uniform. "They have promised to break off if you stop your advance." "And suffer the indignity of capitulating to humans with inferior technology? I think not. I suggest you tell your compatriots to halt their advance." The viewscreen winked off.
"Data, its time we show these characters a little superior technology." Riker said.
UNSC Carrier Ark Royal
In battle formation against Elite Fleet
"What are they doing?" Skirata asked. The Enterprise moved in between the two fleets and turned to face the human fleet. Suddenly, a pale blue beam reached out from the stardrive section of the Enterprise and grabbed the carrier. The deck shuttered and the ship ground to a halt. "Sir, they're using a graviton emitting beam to stop our advance." More pale blue beams reached out, and stopped the whole human fleet dead in its tracks. The Elite fleet behind the Enterprise slowed and came to a stop.
Hood pounded a fist on his command chair. "Who's side are they on?" he asked.
The communications officer looked up. "We're receiving a hail from the Enterprise, sir." "Put it on." Hood said, begrudgingly.
Riker appeared. "Admiral, I regret that we had to hold you in place using our tractor beam, but you would not comply with a completely reasonable demand."
Hood sat, not sure what to say or do. Just then, the turbolift door at the back of the bridge onboard the Enterprise opened and the party of Picard, Worf, Troi, the Enterprise Marines, the Elite guards, Half-Jaw, Keyes, Johnson, and the Arbiter stepped out.
Picard walked down towards Riker and nodded to his first officer, taking over the situation.
"Admiral, we were just beginning talks with the Elites about a peace settlement and possible military action to retake Earth. Would you care to join us? We'll explain everything once you and your party arrive."
Admiral Hood signaled for his communications officer to cut the feed. "What do you think, Hal?" Skirata shrugged. "I don't see you having much of a choice, Admiral." Hood sighed and signaled the communications officer to reestablish the feed. "We'll be over as soon as we can get a shuttle pod launched."
Picard smiled. "That won't be necessary Admiral. Just gather your party and tell me when you're ready."
Hood stared for a moment, then motioned for Captain Skirata and two Marines to join him.
"We're ready, Captain." Picard nodded, and tapped his combadge. "Chief, beam the UNSC party directly to the conference room." "Aye, sir." Came the reply. The Elites, Keyes, Johnson, and the Federation delegation, minus Worf and plus Riker stepped towards the conference room at the rear of the bridge.
Hood was about to ask what was going on, when he felt a tingling feeling. He saw a blue light that grew brighter and brighter and then suddenly, the light disapated and he was standing in the presence of Picard and the others with the two Marines and Captain Skirata.
Riker gestured to a chair. "Have a seat Admiral. There's much to discuss."
Back on the UNSC carrier, the communications officer looked at Commander Maddox.
"Sir, permission to speak freely?"
"Granted, Lieutenant."
"Sir, this is some crazy shit."
"Agreed, Lieutenant. Agreed."
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