Bloody War: Pluto Disastor
Posted By: Ishkabibbl<sock41@Cox.net>
Date: 8 June 2003, 2:39 AM
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[Accepted. Welcome Admiral Jake.]
(A Pelican drop ship is hugging the ground and dodging pillars of ice. The scene is calm and peaceful. Out of nowhere a dozen missiles fly and collide with the drop ship. Five green figures plummet to the ground, each landing about 20 meters away from each other. Thousands of flood warriors spill out of caves and swarm the green figures. One by one they are cut down. A whistle is heard and fifty metallic objects plow into the mass of flood killing at least 900 of them. Steam flows freely from their hulls as they open life flowers. Five hundred assault rifles spray the remanding flood.)
"That all of them?" Squad Omega's leader, Striker, asked his A.I. The word yes scrolls down his HUD; his A.I. never gave direct answers. The UNSC Planet Taker was in orbit around Pluto. It picked up a small army of Spartans from Jupiter, and landed them onto the planet. The Spartans scoured the caves searching for the rest of the Flood. Delta platoon was scouting out the largest of the caves. "There seems to be-" the channel was flooded with assault rifle fire. "a new form of Flood. It's about 8 meters tall, has so many swo-." The channel went dead and sent a chill down the remaining 300 Spartans. Cracking sounds were heard throughout the area. Screams started up again as plasma swords shot through the ice, melting it more, and impaling Spartans. Striker knew it was futile to fight, so he ordered his squad to move out and his A.I to gather data on the new Flood. As he ran he threw frag grenades into the water, and colums of it splashed and refroze. He looked ahead and saw the nine other members of his squad fighting one of the new beasts. The report was wrong; it was 10 meters tall and had four arms on each side. Its arms ended in swords that looked like plasma, but were black. There seemed to be a lot of different races making up its body. There was hunter armor over all of it. Unlike the other flood, it had an eye. As Strikers men were slowly being destroyed the beast slowly turned towards me. Slowly, ever so slow, it gazed at me with its unblinking eye. At that point Striker knew he was going to die. He ordered his A.I to overload his suits small reactor. As it started to over heat he told the last two Spartans to run. The heat washed over his body and disintegrated the beast.
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[Classification Alpha level officers only]
Jake shuddered at the report the last two men gave. A new Flood? So powerful they could slay five-hundred fifty-five Spartans in 30 minutes. He contacted ONI headquarters and requested every available ship to pound Pluto. He knew it wouldn't destroy it, but at least it would slow down their advance from that planet.
(A small field is shown with thirty elites with various slashes and scars on their bodies and armor. Each carried a plasma sword. A lone Spartan in ice camouflage stood alone with an assault on his back and a sword sheath on his left side. Two pistols adorned his right hip and a combat knife was on his calf muscle.) A strong womanly voice rings out, "Think you can take them John?" All he did was nod. The force field barrier broke down allowing all of the Elites to swarm at John. In a flash, his assault rifle was in his hand and he took out eight Elites in one clip. He remarked to his A.I, these new hybrid bullets are extremely effective. He dropped his assault rifle and whipped out his two pistols. He emptied both of them and six elites dropped dead, with holes in the center of their heads. He dropped both of them, and unsheathed his sword. He didn't attack at all, but parried his opponents various slashes and strokes. As he was enveloped by the elites he dropped a stun grenade, snatched his weapons and leapt to an open space. All but one of the elites turned around, and it collapsed with a knife in its throat. He reloaded his pistols and took out another six elites. He finished the rest with his custom plasma sword. He looked toward a 'tree' and nodded. He was ready. People in high places pulled plenty of strings to let John-117 get an all upgraded armory. He was supplied his A.I, and F-93 Slayer. The F-93 Slayer has extremely high speeds, but no weapons and very little armor. The Slayer swooped out of the Advanced Spartan Training and Research Facility on Jupiter. While in space he checked his right shoulder plate. Within in it was the most advanced weapon humans could make. When deployed it spent five minutes sucking in the surrounding atmosphere for fuel. The colder it is the stronger the explosive. It was enough to destroy Pluto, and it was the size of his fist. John sat in his seat preparing his weapons and armor.
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