RP:Kingdom of Broken Hearts



We were Lost and now we have been Found

Notices

 * You may add a Force but they must be UNSC, Covenant Separatists, Covenant Loyalists, Forerunner, or Arctic IV Alliance.
 * You may not kill any Main Characters of other people in the fanon.
 * All Nakai forces fall under the control and jursdiction of Spartan G-23. Anyone wishing to use one of them must ask him for permission.
 * Repairs on a ship must take several hours not several minutes.
 * Rapheals gaurd are under the control of Demakhis only so ask permission to use them.
 * You must spell words correctly in order to make it easier for everyone else to read your posts.
 * All posts must be at least 1 paragraph long.
 * Demakhis is the primary UNSC Fleet Commander.
 * All ODST leaders fall under the jurisdiction of Spartan G-23.
 * Always sign after posting
 * Do not act out other people's characters unless there is expressed permission from the owner.

Those who Brave the Cold

 * 1) [[image:Photoshop_attack.png|35px]] Spartan-064 ,De ma kh is http://www.wikia.com/skins/common/progress-wheel.gif Reporting •  Contributions   [ CHIEF MODERATOR ]
 * 2) [[Image:GRAW Wallpaper.jpg|20px]]Capt ain  James  G-23 http://www.wikia.com/skins/common/progress-wheel.gif Talk •  Contributions   [ CHIEF MODERATOR ]
 * 3) Dubtiger
 * 4) MIL AI 2430
 * 5)  SPARTAN-091  [[Image:UNSC.jpg|15 px]] HelmetComm undefined Juliet
 * 6) 117649AnnihilativeRepentance
 * 7) Captain 077, ready for duty(Frequencies are clear, go ahead sir)[[Image:400px-1083738227_15_9_00_KP_2000.jpg|35px]] 04:54
 * 8) halonerd

Introduction
''I remember the Artic IV Campaign. The cold, unforgiving wasteland that we battled for. The merciless blizzards that hit us. We fought, and died for that planet. We had originally treated it as a disobedient child, and paid for it in blood.''

In deep space there lies a planet. Frozen from years of neglect. There is some life a lone outpost of the UNSC and a small mining town, an oasis in a world of cold. There is more life on its way. Violent life, Savage life, Murdering life. The Planet will become thawd from for the fight and below the crust it will awake and consume. The Planet will be shaken and hurt to the core. More then one life will be lost these days. More then one heart will be broken.

''The Arctic IV Campaign I remeber that, It was one of the most ill-prepared battles I have ever fought. We wern't ready for that kind of blood-shed. We treated the forces that opposed us like a shark would treat minos, but it was the other way round. We payed for that mistake.... dearly''

Beneth the Frozen ground lies a ancient Forerunner installation hold thousands of sentinals waiting in statis. A Alliance that has being in effect for severel years who will fight to the death for their Planet. A bunch of UNSC fighting for survivel. One of these forces must fall or all shall fall Frozen to the secerts the planet holds.

UNSC
Primary Commanders: Captain Ferris, Second Lieutenant Vince

Artic IV UNSC Outpost


 * Second Lieutenant Vince
 * 50 Marines
 * 20 ODST
 * 20 Warthogs of both classes

UNSC Battlegroup Kings Hearts


 * 1 Cancer-class Heavy Battleship
 * UNSC Bizmark
 * Captain Ferris
 * MIL AI 2430
 * 1000 Marines
 * 400 ODST
 * Fireteam Zulu
 * SPARTAN-064
 * Iota Seven
 * 50 MK II Ferris Combat Bikes


 * 1 Marathon-Class Cruiser
 * UNSC Hatter
 * 4500 Marines
 * 500 ODST
 * Lambda Squad
 * Erebus (AI)
 * 1st Lieutenant Shian Quak


 * 2 Destroyers
 * UNSC East Berlin
 * UNSC Oslow


 * 4 Frigates
 * UNSC Germer
 * UNSC Congo
 * UNSC Gathon
 * UNSC Hazer

UNSC Second Assault Fleet Battlegroup Sherman - Captain Jonathan Robichard


 * 1 Marathon-Class Cruiser
 * UNSC Sherman - Captain Jonathan Robichard
 * 501st ODST Battalion
 * Team Murmillo
 * 2 Destroyers
 * UNSC Passchendaele
 * UNSC Omaha
 * 3 Frigates
 * UNSC Kaiser
 * UNSC Somme
 * UNSC Batoche

Rapheals Guard
Primary Commander: Rapheal


 * 1 CCS-class Battlecruiser
 * Golden Sanction
 * Rapheal/Sakura
 * Sin 'Vordyee
 * Res 'Konoyee
 * Goh 'Ughmaee
 * 2000 Sangheili of all classes
 * Several Humaniod robots
 * 20 Lekeglo pairs
 * 200 Taurus-class Biosuits

Artic IV Alliance
Primary Commander: Ark'her Nest Queen, Nakai Supreme Commander, Jumenga Supreme Council Represenitive

Ark'her


 * 1 Ark'her Nest Queen
 * 15000+ Workers
 * 8000 Soliders
 * 4000 Juggernuats
 * 1000 Elite guards

Nakai


 * 10 000 Surface Corps Members
 * 500 Honour Guard Corps Members
 * 100,000 Konako ground forces

Jumenga Armour Column


 * 600 Spider Mobile Suits
 * 1000 Gelgorg Mobile Suits

Forerunner
Primary Commander: Decrepit Valor
 * Unending supply of various Sentinel varieties
 * Constantly learning Sentinel Minds

Covenant Loyalists
Primary Commander:Brute Chieftain Destromath

Fleet of Undying Vengeance


 * 2 Supercruisers
 * Predatorial Vigor
 * Destromath
 * Malevolent Pride


 * 3 Assault Carriers
 * Rejuvinated Blight
 * Waning Darkness
 * Illuminated Path


 * 5 Destroyers
 * Twilight Bliss
 * Undying
 * Hallowed
 * Revival
 * Ponderous

Flood
Primary Commander: Dualmind


 * Near limitless Flood Forms
 * Infection Forms
 * Combat Forms
 * Aerial Forms
 * Watcher Forms
 * Brain Forms
 * Carrier Forms
 * Juggernaught Forms

Demakhis

 * Role: Captain Ferris
 * Location: Onboard the UNSC Bizmark
 * Status:Active


 * Role:SPARTAN-064
 * Location:Varies
 * Status:Active


 * Role:Iota Seven
 * Location:Varies
 * Status: Active


 * Role:SPARTAN-147
 * Location:Varies
 * Status:Active


 * Role:SPARTAN-114
 * Location:Varies
 * Status:Active


 * Role:SPARTAN-125
 * Location:Varies
 * Status:Active


 * Role:SPARTAN-145
 * Location:Varies
 * Status:Active


 * Role:Rapheal/Sakura
 * Location:Varies
 * Status:Active


 * Role:Res 'Konoyee
 * Location:Varies
 * Status:Active


 * Role:Sin 'Vordyee
 * Location:Varies
 * Status:Active


 * Role:Goh 'Ughmaee


 * Role:First Lieutenant Shian Quak
 * Location:Varies
 * Status:Active

Spartan G-23

 * Role: Nakai Supreme Commander
 * Location: Wasteland Isle
 * Status: Active
 * Other: Leader of all Nakai forces
 * Role: Captain Jonathan Robichard
 * Location: UNSC Sherman
 * Status: Active
 * Other: N/A
 * Role: Major Michael Peterson
 * Location: Varies
 * Status: Active
 * Other: N/A
 * Role: Corporal Michael Harrison
 * Location: Varies
 * Status: Active
 * Other: N/A
 * Role: Team Murmillo
 * Location: Varies
 * Status: Active
 * Other: N/A

Dubtiger

 * Role:Lambda Squad
 * Location:Onboard UNSC Hatter
 * Status:Preparing for action
 * Other:None
 * Role:Erebus
 * Location:Onboard UNSC Hatter
 * Status:Preparing for action
 * Other:Lambda Squad's personal AI

UNSC AI

 * Role: MIL AI 2430 -- Will
 * Location: UNSC Bizmark
 * Status: Active
 * Other: Tactical Advisor

Spartan-091

 * Role: SPARTAN-091, Jared
 * Location: ???
 * Status: Active
 * Other: MIL AI 8011/JL-021 "Juliet" (Jared's AI)


 * Role: SPARTAN-095, Nicole
 * Location: ???
 * Status: Active
 * Other: No Artificial Intelligence

117649AnnihilativeRepentance

 * Role:Decrepit Valor
 * Location: Deep beneath the icy surface, within the massive Forerunner machinework
 * Status: Active
 * Other: Controller of all Forerunner forces in the Sector


 * Role: Brute Chieftain Destromath
 * Location: Onboard the Predatorial Vigor
 * Status: Active
 * Other: Fleet Master of the Fleet of Undying Vengeance


 * Role: Dualmind
 * Location: The Frozen Blight
 * Status: Active
 * Other: Command Form of Arctic IV. In control of all Flood.

SPARTAN-077

 * Role: Riza Holden
 * Location: UNSC Military base on Arctic IV
 * Status: Active
 * Other: Marine Sergeant


 * Role: SPARTAN-077 (Edward)
 * Location: UNSC Bizmark
 * Status: Active
 * Other: Petty Officer First Class, Spartan supersoldier

1
Iota Seven rolled around in her hard cot waiting to fall asleep. It had been 2 weeks since they left port at a little planet which they had recently defended. She enjoyed battle the adreniline pounding through her veins the cries of her enemies as they fell to her power. She did not like the goodbyes at the end of battle though, the fallen comrades the cold of a scorched and bloodied battlefield, the cries of lost and dying soldiers. It hauted her, the fact that she could die one day. She eventually fell asleep and slept like a log as usual, until her roomate a female ODST came in and sat down.

"What are you doing here, I thought you were eating dinner, you left only 20 minutes ago," said Iota Seven still with her eyes closed, Her speaking startled the young ODST. "Iota Seven I left an hour ago you must of been sleeping," She repiled with small voice. "Well I must of dozed off again, you should sleep more too, well then again you need to be awake while I sleep to make sure I don't miss anything important right?" she said with a slight hint of a yawn. "Yes I do, I think you should stay awake more," she answered, She then put her hand over her small mouth and coughed into it, she used to not chough that much until the last battle that is now she coughs almost every 3 minutes. "You should get that checked you didn't have that before" siad Iota Seven as she rolled out of bed and started to put on her clothes. "Yes i think i will, will you come with me?" she asked getting up and heading over to the door. "Sure i'll come i was shot in the leg and i've had a slight bit of pain in it," Iota Seven said twiching a bit as she put on her rough tan cargo pants. They duo walked out the door and headed down the large metal corridor looking around at the passing troops. They saw several SPARTANs on board the ship. 5 to be exact, as they neared the medical hall more and more soldiers walked of with crutchs or in a wheelchair. As they entered Iota Sevens roomate started to cough more intensley then before. She then jerked her hand back to reveal that the hand was covered in crimson blood. She was rushed to a doctor, still coughing up globs blood all over the egg white floor. As she layed down on the bed and started to over the side of the bed. Iota Seven was rushed out to the waiting area. She waited there for a hour until she fell asleep. Several hours passed as she slept. In her sleep she had a dream, a white covered planet, a wasteland island, a fire burning, her brothers body lying on the blood cover rock missing a hand, a foot then his body was replaced with that of a pile of full armour clad pure white people. She then saw in space many suit of gigantic armour fireing at the ship using gigantic laser. The ship wa destoryed and the suits moved on shooting down longswords into firey balls crashing back into ships. A steel door opening endless streams of sentinals killing anything that they saw. Then her own body lying onthe Frozen planet in the wreckage of a Crusier surounded by the dead bodies of marines and ODST all burned and motionless.

"Iota Seven i'm afaird that your roomate has died, there was severe plasma burns on the inside of her body mostly around her lungs," the doctor reported as he woke up Iota Seven. "Thank you for telling me doctor..... so do i hav a new roomate," she asked as she wiped a tear from her eye. "Yes we have a report, Lets see hummmm yes a SPARTAN, SPARTAN-064," said the doctor wiping his brow with a hankercheif. "Thank you," said Iota Seven as she got up and walked ou of the Medical hall.

She walked back to her room her head hung low and the marines looking at her. As she arrived at her room she walked in to find a man sitting in her friends cot a bag of clothing in his hand. "And you are SPARTAN-064 I presume," she said to the man sitting on the bed. "Yes i am so you must be Iota Seven, I met your brother before," said SPARTAN-064 standing up and holding out his hand. Iota Seven took the hand and shoke it then turned around and layed down on her own cold, stiff cot, " This room feels colder now then it did a couple hours ago......."

Fireteam Zulu sat in one of the lounges of the ship waiting for something to happen. Hayate was making coffee which was a rarity since the war started, it was lucky they had recently saved a planet similar to earth. Hayate poured the coffee into a cup and started to drink the black liquid. She then poured a cup for each of the SPARTANs in turn then handed them out to the almost emotionless girls.

"Thanks" they all said after she gave the plastic cup to the rough hands of the girls. "Your welcome," she said as she sat down and started to consume the liquid again. They sat like that for awhile before they finished the coffee. They headed off their spearite ways two to the firng range and two of to sleep. Several hours passed until a announcement came over the intercomm.

"We will be making a small slipspace jump over to a planet that emitted a S.O.S several hours ago, all crew prepare for a slipspace jump," the voice of Captain Ferris boomed over the intercomm. The ship heaved as they started the slipspace jump little did they know this battle would be harder to escape then going into.

-- Spartan-064 ,De ma kh is http://www.wikia.com/skins/common/progress-wheel.gif <font color="#A9A9A9">Reporting •  <font color="#A9A9A9">Contributions   23:13, 21 July 2007 (UTC)

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Corporal Williams looked over the cold, desolate wasteland. A marine patrol had disappeared in the area. It was not called Wasteland Isle for nothing. The area was the most hazardous on the surface of the planet. He would be surprised if he found any of the marines at all. He moved forward when he felt a metallic object beneath him. He dug through the snow and was shocked at what he found. Both marines from the patrol. Dead. Small holes were blasted right through their armour. He looked through his scope just in time to see another creature fire its rifle.

The UNSC Sherman exited slipspace with the battlegroup that it leaded. There were reports that some mysterious enemy attacked a small mining town on the surface of Arctic IV. The marines managed to fight them back but received heavy casualties. Admiral Chow would have his ass if he didn’t deal with this. Not only that but a marine patrol disappeared along with the marine sent to find them. Things were not looking good. “Major Peterson. I don’t give a damn whether your men would prefer being on the UNSC Spitfire than here but I am going to have you make an Orbital Drop near a small mining town on the surface of the planet.” Said Captain Jonathan Robichard. “Yes sir.” Replied the major. All one thousand ODSTs of the 501st ODST Battalion sped to the surface of the planet in their HEVs unaware of the horrors that lurked beneath its surface.

The HEVs smashed into the surface. "All right people lets move out!" Ordered Major Peterson. A small shard very similar to a needler flew past Corporal Michael Harrison's head, hit his HEV, and exploded. He turned around an saw what looked to be a group of Ultra Grunt wielding M6D pistols and needlers. His squad opened fire with their Battle Rifles easily taking down the group. he heard other squads do the same and several ODSTs had flatlined biosigns. "Well boys looks like we have encountered hostiles." Cpl. Harrison said to his sqaud.

--<font color="#000000">Staff Sergeant-G023 <font color="#FF0000">Comm Channel <font color=#000000>Mission History 19:12, 22 July 2007 (UTC)

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The Bizmark left slipspace folloowed by the battlegroup it lead. They had been through a tough fight, they had lost their Rear Admiral in a explosion that crippled the UNSC Harpcon the former leader of the battlegroup. So Captain Ferris had taken command and now lead the battlegroup with the UNSC Bizmark while the Harpcon was in repair. Captain Ferris looked through his bushy blue hair to see the totally white planet below them. Beside them was the other battlegroup that had already sent some of their troops down.

"Prepare the some of the 432nd ODST Battalion for Orbital drop" said Captain Ferris in his monotone voice. "Yes Sir anything else?" said one of the crewmen as sent the message to the ODST and prepared the HEV pods. "Yes make sure the bridge is ready to be shielded just incase of space battle and make sure the marines are ready to go at any minute," Ferris said while typing commands into his own keyboard. The message he sent was a incoded message to the SPARTANs onboard and Iota Seven telling them that they should be ready for anything.

Iota Seven awoke as the communicator on her wrist started to virbrate, SPARTAN-064 started to vibrate also. It was a encoded message tell them to be ready. At this command Iota Seven put on her Iota armour and started to prepare her weaponary. SPARTAN-064 went to the armoury and put on his MJOLNIR armour with the help of some crew there. He then armed him self with what he wanted, something really caught his eye. A sniper sitting in the corner two of them infact. It was the PSG-05 Sniper Rifle he grabed it and a BR55 battle rifle a couple of grenades and then left. As he was walking back he went through the hanger and saw about 100 HEV pods being perpared for planetary drop.

1st Lieutenant Shian Quak looked around, "Dam i hate it here already, why can't i be stationed somewhere warm like Australia II geez." he thought to himself. As he was walking he triped over something small and fleshy, it was one of those new aliens others had incountered. The snow behind him turned into water, a laser had flied over his head. "S@#&! what was that,crap" he thougth as he rolled around. The ground under Shian opened up and he fell thourgh. As he hit the bottom of the hole he hit his head and blacked out.

The Soldier that fired the laser turned on his radio, "Sir we have a outsider in the tunnels," "We will send Honour Gaurd to dispach the intruder, hold tight their until they get there," said the voice on the otherside.

-- Spartan-064 ,<font color="#D3D3D3">De <font color="#A9A9A9">ma <font color="#808080">kh <font color="#000000">is http://www.wikia.com/skins/common/progress-wheel.gif <font color="#A9A9A9">Reporting •  <font color="#A9A9A9">Contributions   18:30, 26 July 2007 (UTC)

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Decrepit Valor awoke to the sounds of war; much had most likely happened in his slumber, although the Sentinel Minds seemed like nothing important had happened.

Valor was quick to run sweeps of the endless tundra, and found not much; what was it that had awakened him in the first place?

"Has anything of importance transpired in my dormancy?" he asked one of the Minds, but it simply replied no and was off to work once again; mysterious indeed...

"Send out the Sentinels. It is time to reclaim the entirety of the structure..." Decrepit Valor ordered, and the icy land erupted into a hell of exploding ground, and swarms of Sentinels.

At the exact same moment, a creature frozen in time stirred; the ballistic blasts of force caused by the rising Sentinels thawed the ice, and the creature spread its tentacles wide.

"Free?" asked one head, "Freed from the icy chamber meant to be our grave..." the other answered, and both laughed in a weezy voice, unleashing billions upon billions of spores into the cold air.

--117649AnnihilativeRepentance 15:35, 30 July 2007 (UTC)

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Marine Sergeant Riza Holden looked across at what little of the twilight sun showed and sighed. 4 years of Arctic IV, thats how long she had been here, there was hardly ever any fighting, which didn't bother Riza, but it was always the same, just walking around in the snow which continued to fall every day. She breathed and watched as the cloud of breath blew off into the distance, then pulled her face mask closer to her face and walked back to Warthog which she had parked a few feet away. The UNSC's numbers had dwindled ever since their first contact with the Arctic IV Alliance, an Alliance of species united in their want to control the planet, just like the Covenant, she told herself. That was another thing, the UNSC hardly even needed this planet, and they needed every man and woman to fight, so why were they here?

--Captain 077, ready for duty(Frequencies are clear, go ahead sir) 22:59, 30 July 2007 (UTC)

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"Sergeant Riza command is sending down troops to the mining town i need you to go there with 20 men and meet them to make sure they have a casulaties free drop," Vince said over the radio to Riza as she drove her warthog back to base. "Great just came back from the cold now i'm going back to the cold," she thought to herself as she muttered a quick Yes sir into the radio. She changed course to suit her new mission, a couple of minutes later she met up with the troop that was sent to deafened the city. "Mam the men are ready for some action," yelled one of the marines. She didn't responed to his remark so he decided to just shut up. When they reached the town they sent the signal to Vince to tell them to begin orbital drop.

"Iota Seven its time to go down," said SPARTAN-064 as he ran over to the hanger. "Sure SPARTAN, lets run" yelled Iota Seven as she got up and grabed her gun. They ran as the HEV pods were perpared and jumped in one each. Before Iota Seven jumped in she noticed a faint outline in space. She discarded this preception as a small trick of the mind, stuff like this always happened right before a battle. As each of the pods were launched Iota Seven felt more excited then she had in the past few days. The pod shot out of the ship and she felt it rumble as she entered the atmosphere. The stopper shot out and slowed her down before she hit the ground. She opened the pod to find a massive battle going on right ouside her pod. She pulled out her BR55 Battle Rifle and shot a small creature smiliar to a grunt. Then a red beam passed right in front of her face. She jumped down and shot a tottaly white human through the heart and head. then she tossed a grenade into a crowd of the small grunt like creatures. Her adrenaline shot through her veins and she jumped down and hit one more of those full white humans.

As she ran behind a wall a couple of Crystals shot infront of her exploding she came around the wall and shot the confused Grunt like creatures in the back with her pistol. A laser then scorched her arm completely tearing right thourgh her layers of armour and leaveing a bad burn and a slight decreasment of flesh. "Dam that hurt," she thought to her self as she jumped out and shot a couple of rounds towards the rifleman that shot at her. She hit him a couple of times and then ducked behind cover again.

-- Spartan-064 ,<font color="#D3D3D3">De <font color="#A9A9A9">ma <font color="#808080">kh <font color="#000000">is http://www.wikia.com/skins/common/progress-wheel.gif <font color="#A9A9A9">Reporting  •  <font color="#A9A9A9">Contributions   02:35, 31 July 2007 (UTC)

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"Warning! Hostile life-forms encountered; classification, Jumenga" the Sentinel Mind reported, and Decrepit Valor pondered for a small time. Old age was certainly affecting him; he was afterall, an old model.

"Sentinel Colossi, I would think. Send several; their launchers will supply more than enough reinforcements. Are there other hostiles?" Valor replied.

"Indeed; there are also Reclaimers and multiple Covenant as well" the Sentinel Mind answered. "They may present a greater threat... still. Send more Colossi, with Medics" Valor said.

"Affirmative" the Sentinel Mind replied, and the Communication channel broke. "A wonder such primitive races would survive this long... our creators were the most intelligent... and they were overcome by the Flood..." Decrepit Valor thought in his mind, but then the obvious realization came.

"The Flood!" he suddenly burst out, and he called back his Sentinel Mind.

The spores filled the air, and the infection spread swiftly, constantly consuming more victims. Far away, the Command Form laughed; the Flood infestation was going to return to Arctic IV, and he would orchestrate it himself.

--117649AnnihilativeRepentance 04:16, 31 July 2007 (UTC)

8
With the orbital pods safely secured and the Marines and ODST's preparing to return to base, Riza walked away from the crowd and knelt down in the snow. Maybe she was just being paranoid, but she sensed something was amis on Arctic IV, she looked off into the growing darkness and sighed, its just your paranoia she told herself then got back up and walked back to the Marines and ODST's. "Ready to get out of the cold for a change?" she asked them. "Yes ma'am!" they shouted in unison. Riza smiled, "mount up," she ordered in her voice which she rarely ever yelled in. The Marines and ODST's fell out and got into their assigned vehicles. She flicked her COM on, "Vince, their all safe, no injuries," "good, get them back to base, the mining town has informed me that the attack force was relatively small, the militia beat it back" that was some good news for a change, "Yes sir," she answered. She got into the drivers' seat of one of the Warthogs and keyed the ignition. It was oddly quiet on the journey back, with only the sound of the Warthog blazing a trail through the snow. When they finally approached Base, she was greeted with a sight which she has never seen before. Base was under attack. Columns of smoke rose from what she could only assume was fire, rifle fire resonated from behind the bases walls. The Marines and ODST's were speechless. Riza fumbled for the COM, she clicked it, "Vince, Base is under attack, I don't know who the hell is, but it is," she waited, "roger that, I'll try to get some troops from the flee-" The COM crackled and static took over. "Vince?" No answer. The Marine in the side seat looked at her, "course of action, ma'am?" "We're going in, lives are being taken in there," she answered. She understood at once. She was in charge of these men now.

Riza had seen particularly firce combat before, but what was going on inside Base was totally different from what she had seen. Small creatures that looked like little more then bloated sacs held up my tentacles rampaged through the base. They latched onto people and then after a while the person would be seem to be under their control. It fascinated and both horrified Riza at the same time. The courtyard of Base was in the most chaos, the Marine defenders had drove Warthogs into the courtyard and tried to set up barricades, but the creatures were everywhere and no tactics seemed to be working against them. But as Riza led the Marines and ODST's against them, one thing puzzled her the most, what were they? The UNSC had done little recon of the planet, but they had already documented some 50+ species, interesting for such a cold planet. Putting her wonderings at the back of her mind, Riza turned to the task at hand. Getting to the long-range COM in the Command Center would be their only chance of getting reinforcements down here. She radioed her plan to the other Marines and ODST's, they all approved. "Good," she said, "Stick together."

--Captain 077, ready for duty(Frequencies are clear, go ahead sir) 06:43, 31 July 2007 (UTC)

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The ODSTs led by Major Peterson began to move on towards the retreating enemies. Where did they come from? Why did they attack us? These questions would have to be answered before they could gain any information. As his forces moved they saw a new enemy. This one was massive and covered in hair. It had 2 massive arms which it used to swipe ODSTs away. Battle Rifle fire rang out as the rounds impacted the creature's flesh. After a while the creature fell down dead. "Great! More enemies!" He muttered to himself. The ODST advance was brought to a halt in order to tend to the wounded. Marine forces from Battlegroup Sherman began to create a makeshift base. Machine gun nests and artillery was placed all around it. They would be ready for any attack.

Team Murmillo continued the chase. Even though the ODSTs were retreatind did not mean that they would have to. Their Mk. II SPI Armour kept them camoflauged from the hostile, alien species. James-G023 checked his MA5K's ammo count. Full. "Tuan, george, Will! Check your ammo supplies!" He said over the comm. "Full." His squadmates said at the same time. As they followed the retreating forces they went through a cave. Inside or underneath the cave there was a huge city with many new, alien species patrolling its streets. "Everyone! Stay down so that we can gain more info." He said. He checked the vidoe feed and it was working. With any luck this information would be sent to the UNSC Sherman and it could be used to counter this new menance.

--<font color="#000000">Staff Sergeant-G023 <font color="#FF0000">Comm Channel <font color=#000000>Mission History 20:56, 31 July 2007 (UTC)

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"Rapheal we have scaned the planet for hostiles, we found them. The ship is still in active camoflauge and we have sent scouts down to further see the enemy," said Field Master 'Vordyee to Rapheal. "Good keep the ship hidden, we will wait till the right time to attack, also send a minor to get my armour," said Rapheal still looking at the UNSC ships outside the front of the ship. "May I ask why are we getting your armour," asked 'Vordyee tentatively. "A warrior must have armour to go into battle, plus i don't trust everyone on this ship I must retrive the piece myself," said Rapheal as he got up and holded out his arm and pointed to the planet," That is where we will make our triumph, that is where we will prove we are a threat,"

Jumenga suits were being launched from Hangers 1-10. Hundreds of Spider Suits and Hundrededs of Gelgorg suits were launched. They flew to several locations across the planet. The mining town was surrounded be spider suits ready to fire at any moment. In the council room of the Arctic IV Alliance some of the Members were not happy.

"Why have you deployed so little of your troops Nakai, we cannot only send Kanako to fight our battles, i myself have sent some of my available pilots to fight but that will not do it," said the Jumenga Supreme Commander to the council. He then got up and left for a break from the other species. He was tired of dealing with the Nakai thinking since they had the greatest miliatary force they would be the leaders. "Sir Union City is divided the Nakai and the Jumenga are in a dispute over who really is fighting, It has not escalated to violence but there are high tensions," said a Jumenga Civilian. "Then I must go, tell the Supreme Commander to come as well I cannot settle this myself," yelled the Supreme Council Representative.

Dam creatures Vince thought as he put down his shotgun. The COM station had been attacked while he was talking to Riza, he looked over to his helmet which was broken in half on the floor. He picked it up seeing if the radio was broken, of course it was. He threw the helmet over to the side and looked at his dead staff. I served with these people for a long time now i'm the only one left, he thought. He looked at the COM station most of the equipment ruined., but some of it still useable enough to maybe send a signal to the fleet in space.... He started over to the COM equipment that was workin when a small creature jumped on his back and circled to his chest cavity slowly embedding its self into his chest. He grabed his shotgun from the wall beside him Oh no little green you not getting me he thought putting the shotgun to his chest and shooting the little green sack. it had hit him too putting a hole where his heart used to be. In the seconds before he died he pulled the pin of a grenade compelety incinerating his body but not damaging any of the equipment.

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"Open Fire!" the Chieftain, Destromath, roared, and 5 lances of concentrated energy shot out and destroyed a nearby Human ship. "Continue the advance! Leave nothing alive!" he roared a few seconds afterward, and he retreated to his inner sanctum as the ships in his fleet began decimating enemy forces.

Within his massive chamber, there lay his Gravity Hammer, and a few feet away, suspended in the air by small gravitational devices, lay his ornate green armor, the names of all the Prophets etched in ancient Covenant calligraphy on the armor's surface.

His eyes wandered to a name in particular, Gol Bekt; the name of the Prophet of Vengeance; his most favored master. It was a regret that he had been assimilated by the loathesome Flood. Regret... another Prophet... he was also assimilated from what Destromath had gathered.

"Chieftain!" a voice called out, echoing in the large chamber, "What is it..." Destromath replied, turning around; there was a Brute Major kneeling before him. "More ships have arrived. Should we bring them into our fleet?" the Major asked; the answer could not be more obvious...

Destromath drew out a Brute Shot and decapitated the Major, hanging his corpse on the ceiling, where many others lay; meaningless interruptions were punishable by death. The Chieftain spoke through the ship's COM, and told the crew to bring in the new ships.

"What a wonderful symphony you are conducting..." a head of the Dualmind announced, "Wonderful screams..." the other replied as they watched the endless flow of Infection Forms move forward on the snow.

The moaning corpses of the Combat Forms limped throughout the UNSC base, oblivious to the wounds adorning their bodies. A group of marines panicked and ran into a sealed room. There was a pause, gunfire, then screams, and finally, the doors broke down to reveal a group of new Combat Forms.

In unison, the Dualmind's heads began to sing a long and deathly poem, their voices rasping and croaking the lines, distorting the words to the uttermost extent. As the never-ending verses echoed throughout the tundra, Sentinels rushed towards the Flood, trying to stem the flow of the Dualmind's grand composition.

--117649AnnihilativeRepentance 00:32, 1 August 2007 (UTC)