Halo: Assasination (Part 1)
Posted By: TheLastSpartan<roondizzle47@earthlink.net>
Date: 23 August 2004, 4:05 AM
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Author's Note: The following story takes place six months after the first Halo was blown up. The Covenant have formed a new armada and are attempting to create a weapon of mass destruction far more powerful then Halo ever was. The Commander of this Armada is the only elite with the plans for the weapon and he must be eliminated and the plans must be retrieved so this is that story...
Halo: Assasination (Part 1)
The Master Chief slowly crept from behind the corner of the hallway. Gun first he poked open a door. His mission was to assassinate the General Elite in charge of the second Covenant Armada. The door creaked open to reveal a desk with an empty chair. It was still wobbling as if someone had just sprung out of it suddenly. Chief cocked his pistol and reloaded his assault rifle, for he knew that this was going to be a long night. Chief glanced at a wall and spotted a door with light gleaming out from under the bottom. He rested his back against the wall. And then quickly turned and kicked in the door. It smashed open and immediately three elites and six grunts sprang from their chairs and picked up their needlers and the elites grabbed their plasma pistols. Chief flipped over a table and used it for cover; splinters of wood were flying all above him as the plasma blasts boomed into the table.
"Damn only got one left!" Chief complained as he held his thumb over the switch on a plasma grenade. "Better stick it..."
He switched on the grenade and chucked it right into the leader elite's face. He ran around like a madman and then was incinerated. So were the grunts and the other two elites. Then the Chief ran past their charred remains and busted open another door. It was a record storage room of all people or things taken off this base via air. Chief thumbed through a few documents and found the record for today. He looked at it.
"Cortana, translate." Chief said.
A radio cackled and then Cortana's voice sounded.
"Roger that Chief." Cortana replied.
"What's it say?" Chief asked.
"It says that the man we're looking for was air lifted to a nearby Covenant Cruiser because of threats on his life. Basically Chief he's not here..." Cortana answered.
"Damnit!" Chief exclaimed pounding his fist on the desk. "Well, let's get out of here. Cortana call for an evac."
"Roger Chief." Cortana replied. Cortana to Pulaski, come in Pulaski."
"Roger Cortana, you need an evac?" Pulaski answered.
"Yes. Pulaski take us to these coordinates." Cortana said wiring them to Pulaski.
"Cortana this is a Covenant Cruiser!" Pulaski exclaimed.
"Just take us Pulaski. The man we're looking for was air lifted there today. He must be eliminated." Cortana commanded.
"Alright Cortana but I'm sending some marines with you." Pulaski replied begrudgingly.
"Alright Pulaski over and out." Cortana said.
So Pulaski came and picked up the Chief and a company of marines awaited them. Then from there Pulaski flew them to the cruiser.
"I'll drop you guys in the docking bay.This dropship has a cloaking device so we'll be able to get in undetected." Pulaski explained.
"Thank you Pulaski." Chief said. "Ready Sgt. Johnson?"
The war hardened decorated African American Sargeant looked up at the Chief.
"I was born ready." He nodded.
Then, Pulaski flipped the switch that opened the dropship doors and all the marines filed out.
"Keep your eyes peeled marines." Chief shouted over the humming of the dropship engines.
"I'll be in the area. Radio if you need me Chief." Pulaski said.
"Roger that." Chief answered.
And with that Pulaski took off. Sargeant Johnson walked up to the side of the Chief and reloaded.
"You think we'll find this bastard?" he asked snapping in a clip.
"Hopefully, and without many casualties." Chief replied.
Suddenly, a door swooshed open revealing a grunt. It shrieked and slammed its paw on a button which set off an alarm. Chief quickly flipped out his pistol and planted six shots into the grunt's gullet. It did a backflip and hit the floor.
"We're gonna have company in a minute here sir!" Johnson exclaimed.
"I know!" Chief exclaimed over his shoulder. "Get them ready."
"Alright, lock and load men we're gonna have some company!" Johnson shouted.
Suddenly, five of the bay doors opened and a company of elites, jackals, and grunts ran out and took cover behind various crates. The marines and the Chief did the same. This was going to be an all out war the chief thought and he loaded his pistol and just hoped that his company would come out on top...
To Be Continued...
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