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Redemption, and Victory: Part One
Posted By: Hunter_Killer<jlp8118@sbcglobal.net>
Date: 27 June 2003, 11:55 PM
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Location: Star System Wolf 359, UNSC Frigate Redemption
Time: 2552
The cryo-tube opened with a hiss, and out stepped John-117, known to most as the Master Chief, his rank.
The Master Chief was a Spartan II Super soldier, bred for war. He was the last of his kind, the other Spartan IIs being destroyed at the Battle of Reach.
A crewman stepped up, talking with the radio to another person in a windowed in balcony, with control panels and shiny controls everywhere up there.
"Ok, George. Looks like no damage to him, no freezer burn." He then looked up at the chief's visor for his MOLJNR Battle Armor. "Sir, don't worry if you're a bit disoriented at first. I gave you a double dose of the Wake-Up Stiff. It should wear off shortly."
From the radio, George's voice came. "Ok, I'm initiating Health Diagnostics." A bar came up on the right side of the Chief's HUD. "All clear, scanners read you're good to go, sir!"
The Master Chief slowly felt strength return to him, as they tested his shields, and his HUD's aiming system.
"Ok, now for the weapons diagnostics," Said the man on the ground floor of Cryo 2.
The Captain's voice went through the intercom to cryo 2. "Bridge to Cryo 2, send the Master Chief to the Bridge immediately."
"But, sir," Protested the crewman, "We've gotta run the weapons diagnostics, and I-"
"On the double, crewman!"
"Yes, sir!"
The intercom cracked off. "Let's go, sir," The crewman said to the Chief. He than turned on the radio. "You'd better get to your evac group, Sam," He said.
"Ok, I'll lock down the main computer, and I'm outa here!" Came the response.
Suddenly, pounding is heard on the door to the balcony. "What the!? They're getting through the doors, Security!" Almost too quick, two Marines arrived, and prepared for a battle.
The doors were blasted open, and three Jackals engaged the Marines.
The MA5B Assault Rifles the Marines had and the MD6 Pistol Sam had had no effect on the shielded Jackals, but the Plasma Pistols took down the Marines and the Crewman easily.
"Sam! SAM! C'mon, let's get the h*** out of here!" But, a Plasma Bolt hit him, sending him screaming to the floor.
One hit the Chief as well, but thanks to his shields, had no effect. He ran out the doors, and closed them.
A Grunt was sleeping in the next hallway. Carefully creeping up on the Covie, he punched his left fist into the Grunt, and it came out the other side of it's head. He pulled the left hand back, brushing off various Grunt... things.
He ran through the next room, where an Elite with camouflage and a Needler began to follow him.
Yet another room, this time, a bit bigger than the others he had been in yet.
He closed the doors, unknowingly crushing the Elite in the doors.
A battle was being waged, three Marines and an armed Crewman versus seven Grunts and an Elite.
The Chief saw 3 FRAG Grenades, and collected them. One, he chucked in the middle of the Covenant, grouped together. They had no clue of the power of the FRAG, but they were to learn! One Grunt, stupid in the Extreme, picked it up.
The resulting explosion killed all Grunts, and downed the Elite's shields. The Elite was quickly killed, by lead from three Assault Rifles and a Pistol.
One Marine turned to the Chief. "Whoa, a SPARTAN! So, they do exist! But, I thought all you were killed on Reach..." He said.
"You thought wrong," Came the Chief's deep voice from the MOLJNR Armor.
"Sir," Said another, "Excellent hand, with that Grenade."
"Thanks."
"Sir," Said Marine #3, "The Captain needs you on the Bridge, ASAP! Do you need backup?"
"Indeed. Yes, You can come." He took an Assault Rifle from a dead Marine(one of two), and began to walk off, Marines following.
Another Marine appeared in the next room. He was holding a Pistol, and was yelling various things; "They are to get us all! You hear? We're all dead!! DEAD!!!! Stay away, you blue blood, purple blood, orange blood! I'll shoot! I will! You'll never take me alive!" He was shooting, too. A Plasma Bolt put him out of his misery. The Chief, and his 'Honor Guard' ran in, to be greeted by 2 Hunters, 3 Elites(In gold armor), and 15 Grunts, all yelling unpleasant things, like;
(Hunters:) "Kill all Humans! Red Blood tasty!" (Elites:) "You are a blasphomy to the gods! You must perish!" (Grunts:) "Hurt You!"
"Not good," Said the Crewman, as the enimies charged...
Indeed, this is taken from parts of Halo...
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