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Earth's Destruction Chapter 6: Flying Solo Part 2: One Vs Many
Posted By: Sentinel<bertuccismith211@aol.com>
Date: 16 January 2004, 3:54 AM

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Swarms of Covenant single fighters swarmed toward the one area that had human forces on it. They scrambled like flies attached to a piece of cheese. Except the cheese was the hunter.

Raider kept dodging the Seraph fighters in his Longsword fighter while still trying to give Henderson a clear shot. But in this cloud of Covenant ships, UNSC ships, and falling molten debris, he could easily multitask.

"Keep firing."

"Don't even have to tell me twice," Henderson muttered as he blew another Covenant ship out of the dark sky. No Longswords had been destroyed since this battle began. But compare skilled pilots with sucky pilots, pretty obvious, don't you think?

Longsword Two swerved out of the way of Seraph fighters, and blew them to pieces of molten metal. Although sometimes Covenant pilots would fly out the side of the melting vehicles, to only drop thousands of meters.

A voice came from the command freq. "The Covenant bastards are trying to use their Incinerator. Take them out, NOW!"

"Yes sir," Raider replied. He turned to Henderson. "You ready for this, cause I don't think you are," he said sarcastically.

Henderson armed the main cannons, and pushed them up to full force. "I'm more ready than you'll ever be."

Raider's Longsword approached the Seraph fighters that were lined up in a straight line, a white band of light forming across. He forced the Longsword to dodge another plasma blast while Henderson blew the hell out of the Covenant ships. The band of light grew brighter. Henderson fired the main cannon once, twice, and finally three times before the Covenant fighter's Incinerator charge shut off. But a small amount of the charge blew apart and struck the undamaged Longsword. A loud explosion was heard throughout the cockpit.

"What the hell was that?" Raider demanded as the Longsword slowed to a halt, and began to drop.

"I don't know." Engine Critical showed up in bold letters on the viewscreen. A second later, a cloud of Seraph fighters approached the near-crippled Longsword.

"Oh shit! Our perfect luck huh. We have to get the hell out of here." Raider hit the command freq. "This is Longsword two to all units, and giant cloud of Covenant is heading toward us. Our engines are almost destroyed. Advise you get the hell out of there. We'll buy you some time."

"Roger that. Over and out."

The huge cloud became a tremendous, powerful wall. A white glow formed around the edges. The most powerful Incinerator ever seen in human history. Being inside this was literally like being in hell.

The charge spread to the middle, slowly. "Fire the Proto Cannon!"

Henderson did a double take, the Covenant and Raider. "Firing that thing with this nearly crippled fighter is suicide. I mean that if their charge doesn't kill us, the Cannon will."

Raider's response was almost immediate. "I don't care right now. This is only trying to buy them time. They must escape. They must get away."

The prototype "Proto Cannon" was an unchargable Incinerator, but with more power in it than any UNSC Longsword could handle. The blast could rip through any material like tissue. The only problem was that it took out every bit of power any ship had, and quite possibly even more. Short version; using it was suicide unless you were prepared. And that was not what happened with Raider and Henderson. They couldn't have been less prepared.

"I know you don't understand Henderson, but desperate times call for desperate measures."
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Eric grabbed his SM8B and headed out the Pelican's main hatch. The fight was now calling for desperate things. And risks that had the chance of falling thousands of feet were extremely suicidal. He looked down while a plasma blast burns away 63% of his shield and threw him back. He could feel blisters forming on his hands and face. Only the weight of his MJOLNIR armor kept him from slipping out of the dropship.

He let his shield recharge, then scurried up the side. With all his weight, he threw himself onto the armor of the roof. He stood up while the Pelican was moving in a straight line.

The Pelican jerked to the right just as Erik stood up, and was thrown off the side. He grabbed the edge not a second too soon. The plasma that hit the side, causing him to be thrown off, had melted the external armor. One more blast like that and they'd be turned into ashes. Eric scrambled back up the side, risking everything he had.

Now, making sure he held a handhold firmly, Eric set the SM8B on the "sniper" setting. The targeting was uploaded into his HUD.

"It seems the Covenant are trying to charge up a kill strike," he muttered to himself as the intimidating wall glowed white. He took aim at one of the middle Seraph fighters, and fired.
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A small red blast went by Longsword two. "What the hell was that?" Raider asked Henderson, his face pale.

"I don't know sir."

Then it hit him. Raider pulled up the port camera and zoomed in. There, on a Pelican, a small speck of green. He shook his head in disbelief. Only the Spartan would be this nuts.

He turned to Henderson. "Pretty obvious, don't ya think."

Henderson glanced at the screen. "Sniper fire?"

"Yes," Raider replied. "We owe him our lives, again."

Covenant Seraph fighters began to fall from the dark sky…