Defending America Chapter 1
Posted By: romac1991<bobbyhill@yahoo.com>
Date: 9 April 2004, 1:51 AM
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Authors Note: This is my first fan fic and I would like people to read it and post comments. If I get enough good feedback, I'll continue the Series
1138 Hours, September 17, 2552 (Military Calendar)
Outskirts of Los Angeles, United States,
Planet Earth
Sazo Sasoree, along with his 20,000 other Elite comrades, charged swiftly to his human targets, his golden clad dodging their futile "bullets". He could smell them, the humans were just over the next hill, and they didn't even know what was about to happen. This made Sazo laugh. Sazo was getting closer to the top of the hill, closer to the humans, and closer to the last large city on this feeble continent. Sazo and his armor would take 'Loz Annjaleez' as the humans called it, and slaughter all the filthy humans. He was at the top of the hill. He then paused and turned to his comrades.
"It is time!" He roared and began to charge down the hill. He took the first few steps down the hill then exploded, along with 5,000 other elites.
Private Morgan laughed. The elites had fell for the trap, well actually they fell on the trap which happened to be about a thousand Lotus Anti-tank Mines buried at the top of the hill. There was a battalion of marines buried in bunkers at the bottom of the hill. 10,000 marines that wanted to taste Covenant Blood were sitting in pure titanium bunkers aiming rocket launchers at the top of the hill. People laughed as the surviving Covenant stumbled over the bloody rags which used to be their comrades. They fell and tripped down the hill and "ran" into rockets, which then promptly sent their remains to the far corners of the battlefield. The hill was now a violent purple-blue mixed with hundreds of multi colored suits of broken armor. But soon the elites stopped tripping on their "teammates", and made it to the bottom of the hill. The marines had did a good job and taken out about half of them, but now they were running out of rockets and the elites were about 100 meters from the bunkers'. Luckily the Elites had underestimated the humans' ingenuity. The elites thought that the mines were the only trick. Maybe they forgot which planet they are on. Situated about 50 meters from the bunkers was a long thick wick that the 10,000 elites were steadily approaching. When the elites were 15 meters from the wick, a marine back one of the bunkers took a lighter and lit the wick. The fire raced along the wick, or rope as you might as well call it since it was that thick.
Nara Nayoree charged to the human bunkers with a thirst for human blood. He looked on the ground and noticed a long mysterious wire of some sort. He paused and kneeled as his comrades charged past him. He also noticed that the ground around him and his elites was, damp. He looked up and saw a fire racing to and finally reaching the end of the strange wire. The last thing he saw was an intense flash of red-orange light.
Private Morgan high-fived his teammate. They had doused the ground in Starship Fuel, which was abnormally flammable. He watched as 50 meters away, Hell had opened. The ground was ablaze as well with the 10,000 elites and the fire was so intense that all you could see of the elites was their outlines running about in agony looking for a place to die. Private Morgan could feel the heat from the fire all the way in the bunker, he watched as countless elites just exploded into ash as their bodies gave out to the 3000-degree fire consuming their bodies. A handful of elites that were still ablaze started to run towards the bunker in the hope of killing a human and dying honorably, they would have succeeded too had it not been a few rockets that convinced them to blow up. Only when fire died out, did the marines get a chance to survey the fiery carnage. Thousands of piles of still smoking ash were being blown about by the wind. The ground was littered with red glowing embers still burning. Morgan spotted the body of a lone elite, crawling on the ground. It was smoldering black and missing both of its all it's limbs except one arm, which was pulling it's body toward the bunker.
Nama Nomoree pulled his pitiful burned and charred body to the human bunker with his remaining limb. He would kill every last human, with his bare hand. He will win this battle for his people and be honored by the Prophets. Just as he reassured himself he would be victorious, his head exploded and his brains spilled on the charred smoking ground.
"Nice Shot!" Morgan's teammate said to him after his successful sniper shot. The humans had saved this city from covenant attack. It was the first major battle won against the Covenant on Earth without human casualties. This would show the Covenant Scum that this is our planet, and they should get the hell off.
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