RP:Kingdom of Broken Hearts

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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.
 * If you are posting and you have a post immediately above it simply add on to the existing post
 * Call elites be their last name example: 'Vordyee pulled out his Carbine
 * A new Force has been added by Demakhis the Unkown Allegiance section is for people who are allied to no one
 * 117649 AR is the primary commander of the Forerunner, Flood, and Covenant Loyalist forces. As such, all important matters or questions regarding the forces should be resolved with him.

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  [ ASSISTANT MODERATOR ]
 * 6) 117649AnnihilativeRepentance [ ASSISTANT MODERATOR ]
 * 7) Captain 077, ready for duty(Frequencies are clear, go ahead sir)[[Image:400px-1083738227_15_9_00_KP_2000.jpg|35px]] [ ASSISTANT MODERATOR ]
 * 8) halonerd
 * 9) Chief frank 001
 * 10) Spartan 501
 * 11) MasterGreen999
 * 12) ChurchReborn
 * 13) SPARTAN-089
 * 14) Lordofmonsterisland  "Roar to me"
 * 15) Spartan-010:Stryker My Comm My Battles [[Image:Ensign Collar Device.JPG|15px]]
 * 16) þ†öWè®¥ ^ (UNSC Fleetcom)(UNSC History)(UNSC Mision Log) [ A Cool Guy ]
 * 17) User:justanothergrunt
 * 18) Freelancer "SquakBox"<font color="Orange">"MyJunk"
 * 19) Sgt.Johnson

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 thawed 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 remember that, It was one of the most ill-prepared battles I have ever fought. We weren't ready for that kind of blood-shed. We treated the forces that opposed us like a shark would treat minnows, but it was the other way round. We payed for that mistake.... dearly''

Beneath the Frozen ground lies a ancient Forerunner installation hold thousands of sentinels waiting in stasis. 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 survival. One of these forces must fall or all shall fall Frozen to the secrets the planet holds.

UNSC
Primary Commanders: Captain Ferris, Vice Admiral William Falconi, Second Lieutenant Vince 

Artic IV UNSC Outpost


 * Second Lieutenant Vince - K.I.A
 * Master Sergeant Riza Holden (part of UNSC Base garrison)
 * 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
 * 800 ODST
 * Fireteam Zulu
 * SPARTAN-064
 * Iota Seven
 * SPARTAN-077
 * 50 MK II Ferris Combat Bikes
 * Thunder Squad


 * 1 Marathon-Class Cruiser
 * UNSC Hatter
 * 4500 Marines
 * 1200 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 Passchendaele - Vice Admiral William Falconi


 * 1 UNSC Battle Cruiser
 * UNSC Passchendaele - Vice Admiral William Falconi
 * SPARTAN-060
 * 1 Marathon-Class Cruiser
 * UNSC Sherman - Captain Jonathan Robichard
 * 501st ODST Battalion
 * Team Murmillo
 * Cloud Squad
 * 2 Destroyers
 * UNSC Ypres
 * UNSC Omaha
 * 3 Frigates
 * UNSC Kaiser
 * UNSC Somme
 * UNSC Batoche
 * 10 UNSC Transports
 * 51st Armoured Division

Gray Team, Squad 6
 * 1 UNSC Corvette
 * UNSC Valiant Triumph Heavily Damaged/Repairs Vital
 * SPARTAN-091
 * SPARTAN-095
 * MIL AI 8011/JL-021 "Juliet"

UNSC 14th Nomad Fleet-Battlegroup Montgomery 

25 Ships of various class

1 UNSC Battle Cruiser 10 Halcyon MKIII Including the 6 Frigate MKII Including the 7 Destroyers MKII
 * UNSC Duality
 * troops:80,000 Marines
 * UNSC Star Dust
 * troops:8,000 Marines
 * UNSC Hiroshima
 * UNSC Human Fist
 * troops:2,400 Marines
 * 12 Broadsword Heavy Fighters (112th Naval Squadron)
 * troops:3,000 Marines

4th squad, UNSC Quick Response Team QRT
 * 1st Lieutenant CJ Patterson
 * Sgt. Jimmy Mendez
 * Sgt. Alan McCully
 * Cpl. Ricky Garcia
 * Pfc. Lopez Mencia
 * Pfc. Thomas Pratt
 * Pvt. Arnie P. Jones
 * Pvt. Duncan Booker
 * Corpsman Bud Winchester
 * Pilot Janette Kemp

Battlegroup Alamo
 * UNSC Annihilator - Captain Jim Wilson
 * 1000 Longsword Fighters
 * Dragon Squadron, Original Team
 * Dragon Leader
 * Dragon-01
 * Dragon-02
 * Dragon-03
 * Dragon-04
 * Dragon-05
 * Dragon-06
 * 5000 Marines
 * 100 Mongooses
 * 50 M850 B Warthogs
 * 50 Gauss Warthogs
 * 25 Scorpions
 * 10 Turtles
 * 20 Pelicans
 * 15 Albatrosses
 * UNSC Thermopylae -- Crash landed on planet; Damaged; Repairs needed
 * Team Alpha, Original Team
 * Edwin Davis
 * Lisa Davis
 * Kymberli Wilson
 * Jerry Peters
 * Marshall Black
 * Roy Koel
 * Amy Black
 * Clyde (AI)
 * 120 marines
 * 5 Turtles
 * 10 Scorpions
 * 20 M850 B Warthogs
 * 10 Marathon-class Cruisers
 * 2000 Marines each
 * 25 Warthogs each
 * 20 Scorpions each
 * 10 Turtles each
 * 40 Pelicans each
 * 100 Longsword Fighters each
 * 100 Shortsword Fighters each

Battlegroup Bird

UNSC Eagle- Gail Garrison, Paul Ustice
 * 4000 marines
 * 200 Warthogs
 * 50 Scorpions
 * 20 Pelicans
 * 100 Mongooses
 * 30 Hornets
 * Lead Gamma 2
 * SPARTAN-G089
 * SPARTAN-078 Linnea

UNSC Falcon- Rose Reddicker UNSC Raptor- Steven Caples
 * 3950 marines
 * 180 Warthogs
 * 45 Scorpions
 * 20 Pelicans
 * 46 Mongooses
 * Rest of Gamma 2
 * SPARTAN-031
 * SPARTAN-T023
 * SPARTAN-S015
 * SPARTAN-G000
 * SPARTAN-F012
 * SPARTAN-231
 * 4000 marines
 * 200 Warthogs
 * 50 Scorpions
 * 20 Pelicans
 * 100 Mongooses
 * 30 Hornets

No Fleet UNSC Rapid Response Fleet<font color="Steel">Freelancer <font color="Teal">"SquakBox"<font color="Orange">"MyJunk" 19:17, 24 October 2007 (UTC)
 * UNSC Hammerfist
 * UNSC Assault Carrier Crimson Sky
 * 150 Pelican Dropships
 * 125 Albatross Droships
 * 4,000 Marines
 * 2,000 ODST's of First Orbital Drop Battalion
 * 300 LRV Warthogs
 * 120 Gauss Warthogs
 * 120 Archer Missile Pods
 * 1,300 Longsword Space Fighters
 * UNSC Prowler Martin Luther King
 * 150 Marines
 * 300 ODST's
 * 3 Fusion Nuclear Warheads
 * 6 FENRIS Nuclear Warheads
 * 12 Clarion Spy Drones
 * 7 Hornet Mines


 * UNSC Prowler Sojourner
 * 200 Marines
 * 80 ODST's
 * 8 Fusion Nuclear Warheads
 * 3 FENRIS Nuclear Warheads
 * 6 Clarion Spy Drones
 * 14 Hornet Mines


 * UNSC Destroyer Razor Blade
 * 1,000 Marines
 * 950 ODST's
 * 130 LRV Warthogs
 * 110 Pelican Dropships
 * 40 Scorpion Tanks
 * 400 Longsword Space Fighters
 * UNSC Frigate Ahkmenrah
 * 2,200 Marines
 * 800 Orbital Drop Shock Troops
 * 30 Scorpion Tanks
 * 70 Gauss Warthogs
 * 100 Longsword Space Fighters

ONI

 * ONI Stealth Ship "Dawn of the Dead"
 * Major Arnold Lewis

Rapheals Guard
Primary Commander: Rapheal


 * 1 CCS-class Battlecruiser
 * Golden Sanction
 * Rapheal/Sakura
 * Sin 'Vordyee
 * Res 'Konoyee
 * Goh 'Ughmaee
 * 5000 Sangheili of all classes
 * Several Humaniod robots
 * 50 Lekeglo pairs
 * 500 Taurus-class Biosuits
 * 1 Destoryers
 * Gokuzen
 * 2 Frigates
 * Sendo
 * Ukesalvia

Fleet Of Righteous Fury-Led By The Arbiter and Le'Sua Adule(Freelancer Serial)

Fleet of Righteous Fury Fleet Of Incorruptible Faith 3 Assault Carriers 8 Frigates 2 CCS-Class Battle Cruisers
 * Blade of The Prophets-CCS-Class Battle Cruiser
 * 8 other CCS Battle Cruisers
 * 3 Carriers
 * 400 Seraph Fighers Each
 * 80,000 Ground Troops(Altogether
 * 800 Phantoms, 300 Spirits
 * Two Assault Carriers
 * 6,000 Grounds troops(But inbound, not in-system)
 * 10,000 Ground Troops Combined
 * 1,000 Phantoms per Carrier
 * 4,500 ground troops combined
 * 800 Phantoms combined, 300 Spirits
 * 9,000 Ground troops combined
 * 200 Phantoms, 200 Spirits
 * 1 Agricultural Support Ship

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


 * 1000 Spider Mobile Suits
 * 1500 Gelgorg Mobile Suits

Lupin Spezielle Angriff Kraft


 * Erste Angriff Sätze
 * 5 Lupin Commandant
 * 9000 Lupin Soldat

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

Fleet of Glorious Life


 * 2 Reverence-class Cruisers
 * Gently Regret
 * Fast Favour


 * 3 Carriers
 * Flying Harmony
 * Heavenly Might
 * Joyus Victory


 * 4 CCS-class Battlecruisers
 * Forgiving Honour
 * Elected Brilliance
 * Fiery Remorse
 * Vicious Death


 * 6 Destoryers
 * Resounding Life
 * Joyus Execution
 * Universal Pride
 * Forward Light
 * Lifeless
 * Vigour

Flood
Primary Commander: Dualmind


 * Near limitless Flood Forms
 * Infection Forms
 * Combat Forms
 * Aerial Forms
 * Watcher Forms
 * Brain Forms
 * Carrier Forms
 * Juggernaught Forms
 * Pure Form Stalkers
 * Pure Forms (Ranged)
 * Pure Form Tanks

Unknown Allegiance

 * Astuto Have left system
 * Kinoshi
 * Ruka
 * Takuma
 * Shiki
 * Toga
 * Kaname
 * Aido


 * Alone
 * ATHENIAN-000
 * Test Subject XIV

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
 * Location: Varies
 * Status: Active


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


 * Role: Blade Yamato
 * Location:In F-17 Mustang
 * Status: Active


 * Role: Oreo Yamato
 * Location: In F-17 Mustang
 * Status: Active


 * Role: Kinoshi
 * Location: On Planets Surface
 * Status: Active


 * Role: ATHENIAN-000
 * Location:On Planets Surface
 * 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: Med Bay of the UNSC Passchendaele
 * Status: WIA
 * Other: N/A
 * Role: Team Murmillo
 * Location: Medical Bay of the UNSC Passchendaele
 * Status: 1 WIA, 3 Active
 * Other: SPARTAN-III Gamma Company Team
 * Role: Vice Admiral William Falconi
 * Location: UNSC Passchendaele
 * Status: Active
 * Other: UNSC Fleet Commander
 * Role: Major General Ryan Nelson
 * Location: Varies
 * Status: Active
 * Other: UNSC Army Corps member
 * Role: SPARTAN-060
 * Location: Varies
 * Status: Active
 * Other: SPARTAN-II Super Soldier, Red Team

Dubtiger

 * Role:Lambda Squad
 * Location: Classified Information
 * Status:Classified Information
 * Other:None
 * Role:Erebus
 * Location: M.S. Riza's communications pad.
 * Status:Classified Information
 * Other:Lambda Squad's AI currently under the command of Master Sergeant Riza.

UNSC AI

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

Spartan-091

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


 * Role: SPARTAN-095, Nicole
 * Location: Planet's surface, with Lambda Squad
 * 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: Unknown. On surface of Arctic IV.
 * 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: Aboard a Pelican, currently engaging Sentinel forces
 * Status: Active
 * Other: Master Sergeant


 * Role: SPARTAN-077 (Edward)
 * Location: Currently engaging Sentinel forces
 * Status: Active
 * Other: Petty Officer First Class, Spartan supersoldier


 * Role: Zeta Squad
 * Location: surface of Arctic IV, currently fighting Sentinel forces
 * Status: All members active

User:Chief frank 001

 * Role:Rear Admiral Brendon Cole
 * Location: UNSC Duality
 * Statue: active

Spartan 501

 * Role:Jace Williams
 * Location:Varies
 * Status: active


 * Role:Achilles Thompson
 * Location:Aboard Mythos Mystified
 * Status: Active

MasterGreen999

 * Role:CJ Patterson
 * Location: UNSC Resupply Station
 * Status: Active

SPARTAN-089

 * Role:SPARTAN-G089
 * Location: UNSC Eagle
 * Status: Active


 * Role:SPARTAN-078 Linnea
 * Location: UNSC Eagle
 * Status: Active


 * Role:Admiral Garrison
 * Location: UNSC Eagle
 * Status: Active


 * Role:Admiral Ustice
 * Location: UNSC Eagle
 * Status: Active


 * Role:SPARTAN-031
 * Location: UNSC Falcon
 * Status: Active


 * Role:SPARTAN-T023
 * Location: UNSC Falcon
 * Status: Active


 * Role:SPARTAN-S015
 * Location: UNSC Falcon
 * Status: Active


 * Role:SPARTAN-G000
 * Location: UNSC Falcon
 * Status: Active


 * Role:SPARTAN-F012
 * Location: UNSC Falcon
 * Status: Active


 * Role:SPARTAN-231
 * Location: UNSC Falcon
 * Status: Active


 * Role:Major Bricks
 * Location: UNSC Raptor
 * Status: Active


 * Role:Rysp' Arculee
 * Location: UNSC Raptor
 * Status: Active

Lordofmonsterisland

 * Role:Captain Jim Wilson
 * Location:UNSC Annihilator
 * Status:Active


 * Role:Roy C.
 * Location:Varies
 * Status:Active
 * Other:He carries Team Alpha's personal AI, Clyde, with him


 * Role:Edwin D.
 * Location:Varies
 * Status:Active


 * Role:Lisa D.
 * Location:Varies
 * Status:Active


 * Role:Kymberli W.
 * Location:Varies
 * Status:Active


 * Role:Jerry P.
 * Location:Varies
 * Status:Active


 * Role:Marshall B.
 * Location:Varies
 * Status:Active


 * Role:Amy B.
 * Location:Varies
 * Status:Active


 * Role:Joe Harrison
 * Location:In the cockpit of a Broadsword Fighter
 * Status:Active


 * Role:Michelle Walters
 * Location:In the cockpit of a Longsword Fighter
 * Status:Active


 * Role:Donald Summers
 * Location:In the cockpit of a Longsword Fighter
 * Status:Active


 * Role:Randall Cragin
 * Location:In the cockpit of a Longsword Fighter
 * Status:Active


 * Role:Sherri Black
 * Location:In the cockpit of a Shortsword Fighter
 * Status:Active


 * Role:David Davis
 * Location:In the cockpit of a Shortsword Fighter
 * Status:Active


 * Role:June Della
 * Location:In the cockpit of a Shortsword Fighter
 * Status:Active

Stryker

 * Role:Lieutenant Stryker
 * Location:UNSC Anaconda
 * Status:Active


 * Role:Spartan-V004
 * Location:UNSC Anaconda
 * Status:Active


 * Role:Spartan-V335
 * Location:UNSC Anaconda
 * Status:Active

User:Justanothergrunt

 * Role:Test Subject XIV
 * Location:On Planets Surface in northen forests
 * Status:Active

===<font color="Steel">Freelancer <font color="Teal">"SquakBox"<font color="Orange">"MyJunk"===


 * Role: Captain Tirado Michael Larson
 * Location: UNSC Destroyer Crimson Sky Bridge
 * Status: Active Duty


 * Role: Lieutenant Sylvia Maria Larson
 * Location: UNSC Prowler Sojourner
 * Status: Active Duty


 * Role: Fleet Master Le'Sua Adule
 * Location: Flagship High Challenge, Fleet Of Incorruptible Faith
 * Status: Active Duty


 * Role: Logan Anthony Anderson, Sylvia and Tirado's Son
 * Location: UNSC Razor Blade, Frigate, UNSC Secruity Fleet
 * Status: Active Duty

Sgt.Johnson

 * Role: Major Arnold Lewis
 * Location: ONI Stealth Ship Dawn of the Dead
 * Status: Active Duty

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James naked the fiber optic probe around the wall. There stood a single yellow-coloured Nakai soldier. It was one unlike he had ever seen before. The yellow must signify some sort of higher rank than the rest as it appeared to be that this Nakai commanded this base. "Stay here. I will deal with it. If I am not back in ten minutes, come in guns blazing." He told his squad. Three green acknowledgment winked on. James walked into the next room with the Crystalline Laser leved. "Hello human." It said. James opened fire with the remaining 20 rounds in the Laser, but the Nakai Commander moved with lightning quick speeds and dodged the needles. The Nakai Commander then drew out an energy sword. How the hell did this thing get an energy sword! James thought. The Nakai Commander ran towards him and slashed. James rolled to the side as he felt the searing heat of the energy sword nearly make contact with his SPI Armour. James picked up his final weapon, a concussion grenade and threw it at the Nakai Commander. With a loud bang what used to be the Commander was now just dust. Dust and something else. The Nakai Commander walked out of the detonation, the upper right part of his helmet was blown clean off. Then James noticed it. The Nakai Commander didn't look anything like an alien, in fact it looked almost......human. "You little bastard! You'll pay for that!" It screamed. The Nakai Commander charged with the energy sword even faster than before. James tried to dodge but felt the sword cut part of his right arm. The ballistic gel underlayer of his SPI Armour was pierced the photo reactive pannels began to spurt and stutter before failing. The full image of the SPARTAN-III came into view. James grabbed the Nakai Commander's arm and snapped it. The Commander shriecked in agony as a bone protruded from its armour and its dark red blood began to spill over the floor. it aimed a punch but James blocked it and ducked under the Commander. James turned around and saw the Nakai Commander pull out a combat knife and charge at him. James rolled over and landed on something. It was the rifle of a Nakai Sergeant that appears to have been killed earlier. James smiled as he picked it up. The Commander stopped in his tracks as James aimed the cross-hairs at its head and fired. The purple laser cut through the air and it blew the Nakai Commander's head right off of its body. James coughed blood onto the floor before fainting.

--<font color="#000000">SPARTAN-G023 <font color="#006400">Comm Channel <font color=#000000>Mission History<font color="#D3D3D3">Gh <font color="#A9A9A9">ost <font color="#808080">le <font color="#000000">ad<font color="#D3D3D3">Gh <font color="#A9A9A9">ost <font color="#808080">Head <font color="#000000">quarters 00:58, 2 October 2007 (UTC)

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Kodwell started out of the small elevator that was taken everyone from the underground party even father into the ground.

"Contacting... UNSC forces... estimated...time of bombardment... 1 week... all forces... vac," Codwell heard over the crackling comm before they went to far into the ground to hear anything.

"Did you guys hear that, we have to stay down here for a week, best find some shelter, heat and start dividing up the rations," said Kodwell to everyone in the elevator.

"Wait did you say a week?" asked one of the privates still alive.

"Yes one week, don't worry i have had to stay in marsh for one month once no baths and rebel attacks every now and then," Kodwell answered as the doors slid open. Outside of the door stood a sentinel with it's laser already charged. Kodwell jumped back and the laser burned a hole straight through the glass of the elevator wall. Kodwell cocked his smg and fired of several rounds into the sentinel, a shotgun went off and blew the sentinel apart.

"We better get moving more will be here," yelled Kodwell as the squad began to run down again hoping that they could reach the core soon.

Iota Seven looked through the scope of her battle rifle and called up the two squads of ODST that she had gathered. Three rockets flew at the sentinels surronding the two SPARTANs detonatign and killing at least half of them, after the rockets impacted 10 Battle rifles began to fire takeing down even more of them. 2 shotguns also were being pumped and fired killing 2 or 3 sentinels and last and not least a M6G repetitive fireing was heard over the other gunshots. The sentinels were dead and the two squads of ODST ran over to the two SPARTANs, "So it looks like the mighty SPARTANs need some help after all," one of the ODST jeered at the two SPARTANs while cocking his shotgun.

Iota Seven hit the back of the ego manic ODST and apolgised to the SPARTANs " Sorry about him, where is 064....," she was cut off by a transmission on the radio network.

Contacting all UNSC forces the estimated length of the robot attack on the planet will last around a week all forces are to evac at once pelicans are being sent down, but you are requested to try and board the UNSC Valiant Triumph and get back to the ships over and out," the message ended and the soldiers looked at each other. 091 went over and picked up 077, dragging him back to the corvette were the boarding had began while 6 pelicans desend from the sky. The pelicans opened theirs doors to show that people should enter. The 2 squads of ODST jumped into one of the pelicans with Iota Seven and they watched the SPARTANs as the doors closed.

-- 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   03:05, 4 October 2007 (UTC)

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It was ten minutes and Tuan ran into the room. He found James lying on the ground out cold and a Nakai soldier with his head blown off. A large slash mark was in James' arm. "Contacts! It appears that there are a few hostiles left." Said George. "Deal with them. Will, help me get James to the rappel line so that we can take him to the exfiltration craft undetected by the other UNSC forces." Ordered Tuan. George went out and the firing of an MA5K Assault Rifle was heard as Tuan and Will attached James to the small line on the side of the cliff. George came back and the team rappelled down the line into the frozen ground before running into the parked pelican nearby. Tuan activated the controls and began a course for the UNSC Passchendaele.

Major Peterson tightened his grip on the M7/Caseless SMG. A small hole came through the wreckage and thirty Arctic Prowlers charged in. The .50 cal tripod mounted machine-guns opened fire and they Prowlers were cut down. The ODSTs waited for the next wave to come, but it didn't. Several red dots appeared on Major Peterson's motion tracker. "India Sierra Foxtrot!" Came a voice. That meant friends. The ODSTs saw UNSC Army Troopers come to help him and they walked into the transports to finally get off of the frozen planet.

The Nakai Supreme Commander walked through the arched pathway into the main command room of Wasteland Isle. The twenty Nakai Commanders stood up straight and gave a salute before returning to their spots. "Report." He ordered. "Sir! We are taking serious casulties!" Said one of the Nakai Commanders. The Supreme Commander sighed. "Fine then. I want you to give the order." He replied. "Sir? You don't mean that order? The order to fall back from the surface to all of our bases and---" Said another Nakai Commander. "Yes I mean that one! Now go do it!" The Supreme Commander yelled. "Yes sir." Was the reply as most of the commanders ran out of the room to call back their respective units and contact other commanders on the front lines to do the same. "Lieutenant! Get my defense group and bring your swarm with you. We are going to Union City." Said the Supreme Commander.

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It took Gary and Linnea about 3 hours to take out the main hall of the Falcon to get to the bridge. Gary was covered in brute blood and still holding his burned wound. As he walked into the brifge he pulled a brute spiker's spike out of his shoulder. Linnea was cleaning hr helmet as they came to the main screen. The spartan positions were up on the screen. All 11 were partially in a 1 kilometer from each other. But one was very close to a setinel stronghold. Gary's attention soon was disrupted to a horrible voice as 4 tank pure forms walk in the room they all point at Gary and Linnea and shout SINNERS! Gary readys his 2 brute spikers pointing to the one on the right.

"Hold your weapons enemy we are here to help" one of the tank forms says as they finally put their arms down. Soon the brutes that were killed by Gary and Linnea came in the room infected by the flood. One distinctively had a spike in it's skull that Gary put.

"Why does the flood want to help us?" Linnea said to the tank form with her hand still holding a pistol to the flood. The flood walked out of the room as infection forms came in. Gary in just instinct shot the infection forms as they all popped. Soon the flood scream echoed as the tank forms ran into to fight.

"Guess we pissed them off" Linnea says as she started to fire. But through the Falcon's bridge window broke behind them was a red elite he wielded 2 smgs and started to blast. "Come on demons no time we need to save the rest of you. A pelican is waiting above for us hurry move now!" The red elite wielded a sword as he swung at the oncoming tank forms 2 fell as he pointed back and yelled "NOW!!!" Gary and Linnea grabbed on to the ledge of the window and saw the pelican Major Bricks was on the turret waving his hands. He was firing at oncoming flight forms as they fell one by one. Gary and Linnea now on the pelican looked out side to see the elite's hand grab onto the edge of the dropship. Gary walked up and lifted him up. The tall elite nodded to Gary walked to a seat and sat down. Gary glanced at their rescuer once more to see him looking at the smgs with disgust.

"Here you can have these" Gary says as he throws 2 plasma rifles at him. The elite thanks again with a nod as he throws the smgs to Gary. The elite then stood up to see the brutes' battleship hoering above the battlefield and roared.

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The Pure Forms were deployed quickly by the Dualmind, and the Tanks relayed their commands all over Arctic IV. The Aerial Forms kept going, and a steady supply of ground-based forms moved on as well. New targets were the Sentinel Factories; the Dualmind would not let Decrepit Valor regain a foothold again.

Destromath ordered a drop pod for himself; he was tired of orbital combat; he missed the smell of the enemy's blood on his hands. The pod dropped through space and ozone, and landed in the middle of a large concentration of Flood. This would be a challenge...

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The armored soldiers shrank back into the shadows, but Riza wouldn't let them off that easy, She turned to the pilot. "This bird got drones?" she asked, the pilot paused for a moment, then answered, "yes." "Launch them, have them follow those armored soldiers, find out where their going." The pilot tapped some controls, two MAKO drones, armed with reflective panels to blend in, zoomed towards the armored warriors.

Kain was starting to wonder if there was anything on the ship they were inspecting. So far, not a soul had challenged them, but Kain knew there had to be something. A slight patter echoed down then hall and Kain turned, Battle Rifle up. Nothing. The other ODST's just cocked their helmets and looked at him. Kain frowned then slung his rifle.

Just as a number of Sentinels burst through a wall, they turned towards the ODST's, then prepared to fire. "Open fire!" Kain yelled.

"Easy, Ed." Edwards vision was blurred, he was aware he no longer was wearing his helmet and that someone was directly above him. Somehow, they knew his name, but Edward wasn't taking any chances. He groped the handle of his combat knife, then drew it out, pointing it squarely at the persons throat. His vision cleared, he couldn't tell the persons gender, but his vision had cleared enough so that he could see they were smiling.

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Tuan carefully brought the pelican into the hangar before calling in a medic for James. Several Emergency Medical Response teams quickly came into the hangar and carried him away.

The Nakai Supreme Commander stood quietly in the abandoned bunker of the original Arctic IV UNSC Base. If he was to defeat the numerically superior enemy he would have to stop going on the offensive and choose a defensive plan instead. He waited the quietly ever waiting for the UNSC strike.

Five Minor Domo Sangheili and one Major Domo Sangheili ran through the wreckage of the original UNSC Command Centre. The walked into the nearest bunker to clear it. "You...." Said the Major as he saw the Nakai Supreme Commander. The Supreme Commander smilied. "Hello again. Not sure we got to finish our conversation the last time we met." Replied the Supreme Commander as he drew out an energy sword. He continued "Such a shame that it will be interrupted yet again for now I must kill you." The Major opened fire with dual plasma rifles and the minors opened fire with carbines. The Supreme Commander charged forward as the radioactive rounds bounced harmlessly off of his overshield. The Minors reloaded their carbines and the Major's plasma rifles over heated at the same time. Such amatuers the Supreme Commander thought. He stabed the Major through the chest with his energy sword, turned around and cut the nearest Minor to ribbons. He then slashed through the other four Minors and killed them with ease. two Beam Rifle shots rang out and the Supreme Commander rolled over as his shields recharged. A single Special Operations Elite lay on a ledge and drew an energy sword. Both of them jumped at each other and slashed. The Spec Ops Elite fell down with a large gash in his chest and the Supreme Commander laughed. "I killed five Elite Honour Guard Ultras by myself. What makes you think that you could beat me?" He said to the dead bodies. Two Nakai Honour Guards ran in. "Sir! We heard fighting!" The first one said. Both of the Honour Guards looked at the dead elites. "Tell the Captain to prepare his men while I set the flase distress signal. You shall make a new victory against the humans here." Said the Supreme Commander as he returned to his Honour Guard Escort and the Nakai Swarm with him as they headed towards Union City hoping the plan would work.

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Kinoshi was getting tried of running all over the place today. She had just ran from the humans escape point back to their first base. She stood and looked at the Nakai Supreme Commander walk out of the UNSC base with his swarm. Kinoshi casualy strold over to him and his gaurds immediately stood their weapons pointed at her.

"Don't worry i'm a friend," said Kinoshi walking right up beside the Supreme Commander and put her arm on his shoulder.

The entire Jumenga Amour Column docked in Frozen Sea Labs they were greeted by Jarok and his new personal Lupin Bodygaurds.

"Hello Fearless Jumenga pilots, welcome back," said Jarok to the assembled pilots, the Lupins growled behind him, spit dripping down their snout. The Jumenga pilots saltued and walked over to the door to their rooms. The Lupins and Jarok walked to the hanger door and back to the labs.

"Why do you still have an alliance with the weak Ark'her and that filth the Nakai?" said Schwarz-Rückseite the leader of Jarok's personal gaurd.

"Because they provide the miliatary strentgh we just are a race of scientists," answered Jarok.

"But you could just use us as your miliatary strength, we could rip apart their forces,"

"Yes, but then we would have a war on 4 fronts, against the humans, flood, the rest of the Alliance and those machines from the underground,"

"We could win with your technology and our forces we could take the planet and win," replied Schwarz-Rückseite, but he failed to notice Alpha-Mann walk into the hallway where Jarok and his bodygaurds were walking.

"Is this Lupin bothering Jaork," the Lupin asked Jarok "Mind your place, Lupin," he said to Schwarz-Rückseite.

"No it's fine, just make sure everyone is in the bases or here," said Jarok to the Alpha-Mann.

"Yes sir," said the Alpha-Mann as he walked off.

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Edwin, Lisa, Kymberli and Jerry ran through the UNSC Valiant Triumph. They were trying to reach the hangar so that they could get off the planet, but every way they could find was blocked. "It's like they crashed it with the purpose of blocking off every hallway to the hanger!", yelled Kymberli, throughly annoyed at this point. As they tried every other route, they kept running into various Flood forms. Apparently, the Flood were also trying to take the ship. And the Sentinels had followed to defeat them. "This is pointless!", yelled Lisa. "We can't get to the hanger." "Wait, I have an idea!", Edwin replied, "Back outside everyone!" So they high tailed it outside, fighting off any Flood and Sentinels that got in there way. "What are we doing?", asked Jerry. "Drive us to the Thermopylae!", Edwin ordered. Jerry got in and started driving, but managed to yell back the question, "Why are we headed to the Thermopylae?" "We're going to get the fleet to lift it into space.", Edwin replied. "But we'll float out once it's out of the planet's gravity field!", yelled Kymberli. "I'm going to call in a little favor to Dragon Squadron." He changed the com line to the fleet's battlenet. "Captain Wilson, this is Edwin. You there?" "I here", Captain Wilson replied. "We need you to send down something, anything, to pull the Thermopylae off the surface of the planet, A.S.A.P.!" "Sure thing, I'll see what I can do." Edwin turned it to Dragon Squadron's frequency. "Joe, Joe are you there?", he asked. "Edwin, is that you? Good to hear your voice", Joe, who was Dragon Leader, replied. "We need a favor." "What is it?" "Pull Dragon Squadron down to the planet. We need a ride off, now!" "Roger that, we're coming in." Edwin smiled under his helmet. "Double time, Jerry.", he said.

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Saka-147 looked into the blank eyes of 064, "Hurry it up pilot we have a serious injurgy here," she yelld to the pilot of the pelican.

The pelican jolted and foot steps where heard around the pelican.

"What the hell was that?" asked the pelican driver as he wiped fog from the wind shield.

"'HOLY," the pelican pilot began, but he never finished as 20 so bullets shattered the glass infront of him killing him instanley. A body came hurtling through the window and more bullets flew into the other pilot. 147 picked up her MA5C and started to fire into the front as another body came hurtling throuhg the window. The other SPARTANS from Fireteam Zulu started to fire as well shotgun and assualt rifle casing bounced off the floor as bullets ricocheted of the metal skin of the pelican. The two figures in the front started to fire as well, smg rounds hitting of the loading dock of the pelican. A grenade flew out from the front of the pelican, 147 grabed it seeing that it was fired from a grenade launcher and tossed it back. The two figures jumped out of the way, the greande simplely flying out of the broken window shield.

The armoured figure with the dual smgs did a slide tackle at SPARTAN-125 knocking the SPARTAN off her feet, 145 aimed her shotgun at the armoured figure and shot off a shell punchering his side plating and drawing a strange lime green blood. He swore and pointed his smg at 125 who was pumping her shotgun. Firing off several rounds at 125, which was useless because they just bounced off her shields. He contiued to hold down the trigger, bu5 the gun was empty he did a kick jump off of the wall of the pelican and tossed a grenade down as he landed in the cockpit again. 125 had just engough time to grab the grenade and hold it to her chest, away from her teamates and 064. It detonated blowing out a large chunk of her armour and her flesh underneath. Through the hole it left you could see 6 of her ribs blackened and falling apart, and one of her lungs was blackened and not expanding properly.

The armoured figures pulled something from their armour and placed it on the controls. They then kept on fireing into the back, by this time SPARTAN-114 had ran over and was trying desperately to inject something that would help her fallen comrade. The three conscious SPARTANs were trying as hard as they could to make the armoured figures retreat. Fireing round after round of AP bullets into the cockpits, but the bullets cept bouncing off their shielding. THen the two figures jumped into the back portion of the pelican and both press a button on their suits. A wave of heat brust into the back section of the pelican as the two small bombs in the front exploded destoring the front of the pelican. The two firgures then pulled out knives and began to engage the three SPARTANs in close combat. One of the figures struck out with his knife while th other grabing onto hit arm jumped over the SPARTANs and started to fight from the back. The tail section of the pelican was doing a nose dive as this happended and getting closer and closer to the ground every second. The armoured figure still at the very back of the pelican lashed out with his knife catching 147 on the arm then turn kicked out at the SPARTAN. 147 dogded the kick returning her own at the figure catching him in the stomach sending him flying into the door. He turned and hit the bottom of the door with his knife sending the blade through into the hinge of the loading door. he began to slash along the edge cutting strait through the metal. he then turned and kicked the door. knocking it away from the pelican.

Signaling to his friend they both jumped ship at about 200 meters from the ground. The SPARTANs then braced for impacted. The remains of the ship hit the ground with a tremendous bang and it skidded acroos the snow and ice. 147 looked around to see she was the only conscious person left in the aircraft. Streaks of blood and bits of brunt flesh littered the remains of the pelican. Touched her temple and started to relay a message "This is 147 we are stranded and three of us are badly hurt need evac, please help," she said as her body gave and she collapsed unconscious, the snow starting to work up into another blizzard

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Jared felt Juliet warm into his head, and wondered what she was doing back. She read his mind, saying briskly, "Jared, get me back to the Valiant!"

He reacted out of instinct, making the 500 feet between himself and the corvette in less than twenty seconds. The Constructors still hovered around the ship, and the Sentinels seemed to ignore him. Strange. He entered into the ship by one of its blown-out hatches, and put Juliet down on a holotank.

"What's going-"

"We need to get this corvette off of this planet! Get all the nearby forces you can and move them on the ship! NOW! I'll be warming up the reactors and getting ship systems online."

"Wait. This ship isn't spaceworthy. How do-"

"Haven't you noticed those tiny Forerunner constructs? Those little "Constructors" have repaired this ship! They seem to think that you are something called "Reclaimer" and it looks like their primary subroutine is to assist you in your actions! I start raising ship! You go! Get the others!"

He ran back the way he came, broadcasting an emergency rallypoint on the Valiant 's location, when he felt a prescense behind him. He spun on his heel and fired. Golden energy shields flared and a skincrawling banshee-howl came from the attacking green-armored Flood.

He recognized who it was. It was Nicole.

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After 30 minutes of following, the MAKO's had hardly found much of anything that interested Riza, that is, until they attacked. It would seem another UNSC Pelican was out here with them, and the enemy had boarded it in a most spectacular way, something Riza thought only SPARTANs would have to guts to do. Shooting into the windshield and jumping in. The MAKO's had zoomed in closer and had gotten gunfire on their audio recorders. The enemy had then evacuated and the Pelican had crashed. The whole ordeal left Riza breathless. She looked back at her team of ten Marines. A small force, she thought of calling for backup, but pushed it from her head, they had to rescue whoever was on there.

Riza flipped through all COM frequencies, wondering if there was a message from the Pelican's crew. The COM was drowned by dozens of channels. She swore in her mind. "Bring us in," she told the pilot. He nodded, then gunned the ship forward.

"All forces, retreat into the Valiant, repeat, all forces, retreat!!!!" Zeta Squad reacted in a second. "Lets move!" Kain shouted, motioning towards the ship, "we ain't got all day!" The squad ran towards the ship, hundreds of UNSC soldiers ran alongside them, finally, they would be out of this deathtrap.

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A small Covenant ship moved down into the atmosphere. It had been requested that it pick up a UNSC ship that had crash-landed onto the planet. They were to descend to its' position and use their gravity lift to pull it back into orbit. That was their mission, and they planned to carry it out to the letter.

"Go faster, I can see it coming down!", Lisa yelled at Jerry. What she didn't realize was that he was already at top speed. "There's Dragon Squadron!", yelled Kymberli. "Hey, Edwin, you down there?", asked Joe. "Yeah, we're nearing the Thermopylae", he replied, "Pull the Dragons down near there" "Sure thing." Jerry drove the Warthog straight for the downed ship, which now had a Covenant ship placed above it preparing to take it into space. "Stop!", yelled Edwin. "the Dragons will pick us up here." Dragon Squadron quickly descended towards their location. It wasn't hard to spot them, a darker spot in a sea of white near a giant crashed ship. They were going to try to get them out of here as quickly as possible, so they could return to the bombing runs on the Arctic IV Alliance bases. "We're coming in", said Randall. Jerry pulled the Warthog to a stop and waited for Dragon Squadron to come down and pick them up. The Covenant ship had already initiated its' grav lift and started to pull the ship away from the surface. And with the Dragons nearing and the roar of the Covenant ship, none of them heard the rumbling and cracking noise. They all got out of the Warthog and prepared to board the nearing Broadsword, but just when they were about to get in they heard a loud crack. They turned to see a large crack developing in the ground. They signaled for Joe to hurry up and let them in, but it was too late. They fell into the crack to who knows where. "Edwin!? Lisa!? Kymberli!? Jerry!? ANYONE!?!?", yelled Joe. He thought for a moment over what had just happened and then switched the COM line to the battlefleet's COM. "Captain Wilson", he began, "I think we may have just lost half of Team Alpha."

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Decrepit Valor was accessing as many systems as he could at the moment, constantly renewing and outdating past orders. He had now decided that the Reclaimers would once again be removed from the Sentinels' target list; at least, those that were resilient enough to give the Flood a harder time. The weaker Reclaimers, sadly, would have to remain as targets. He accessed the optic sensors of the Sentinel Constructors, and saw something... disturbing. It appeared that a green-armored Reclaimer was under attack from another, Flood-infected one. Valor released the Sentinel Majors into the repairing ship.

The Tank forms roared and charged, followed by Infection Forms, Combat Forms, and many Stalker forms. It was a slaughter; Covenant, Humans, and Arctic IV Alliance Members were dropping as lifeless husks, and the wave of Flood cut through the forces like a burning blade through melted butter. The Flood would remain victorious, and nothing could possibly stand in their way.

Destromath's Gravity Hammer crashed into the skull of a Combat Form, making bits of rotted flesh fly all around him, and crippling it for a second. Held in his other hand, he fired his Mauler into the chest of the Flood form, killing it. He jumped, as two Stalkers charged and ran into eachother, and brought his hammer down upon both beasts. They screeched their death cry, and even more Flood were drawn to the area. Weary, Destromath continued to fight, swinging the Flame of Hades at the Flood, and eventually depleting his Mauler. Once the Pistol was empty, he threw it, and it speared two Combat Forms through the chest. The Chieftain growled, ran, and then threw a flame grenade in the Flood forms' midst. They gathered toward it, and were sent to their deaths in a flash of fire and burning flesh. The old Chieftain grinned.

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Gary and Linnea now on foot again with their new team member Arculee they finally reach the first spartan signal of SPARTAN-031 Gary's best friend Josh. Noticing flood bile and liquid Gary immediately went into combat stance. Seeing the 2 spartans go into their stance made Arculee do the same as soon a sniper round went off as they finally saw their red armored member. Josh had taken out over 40 combat forms that were over a football field away.

"Good to see you again Josh" Gary said as he continued to look around for any straggling infection forms. Over 55 stalker forms came stumbling down a narrow path to the 4 non infected. Gary didn't have enough fire power to take them all out worrying they'd transform into ranger forms. Some turned into tanks and started to chant LAST CHANCE LAST CHANCE Gary didn't listen the smell of burning flood material bothered him. Checking the next spartan spots are all connected with 100 feet of each other Gary decided to turn on Gamma 2's radio.

"All Gamma 2 SPARTANS come this beacons location we need back up right now!" Within minutes 4 of the 9 spartans arrived and were starting to get the upper hand on the swarm. About 15 minutes in the battle all spartans of Gamma 2 were together and they were moving like water in an ocean. Arculee astonished at seeing 11 demons all at once made him glad he was on their side as the siege started to slow down. But soon the 2 sides were interrupted by a amazingly huge juggernaut flood. He seemed as if the creature had many voices going off at once as it screamed. The juggernaut was huge being 23 feet tall and weighing over 15 tons this battle would finally be equaled out.

It made Garrison and Ustice very frustrated that they had to leave the vicinity of Arctic IV after the warning message had come aboard. They were leaving their spartans there to die after so many years of travelling and battles. But Ustice tried to calm Garrison down by reasuring that the spartans would save themselves and that if they can't get off of the planet in time that The Falcon's cryotubes might save them. Garrison looked back at Arctic IV as it seemed to glow brighter and brighter.

Bricks watched as the 11 spartans jumped upon the juggernaut as they unloaded their BR55s and MA5Cs into the the creature. The juggernaut grabbed Gary and threw him but luckily the snow soften the fall. Gary realized the tentacle brain of the juggernaut on the chest as soon the creature fell to it's knees as pure forms sprouted from it's back. Gary turned the plasma grenade on and sprinted toward the beast as he jumped back on. He planted the grenade and jumped off so did the others. The blast knocked the creature down crushing it's offspring as the pure forms screamed. All the spartans and Arculee jumped on the torso of the juggernaut form and blasted the tentacle brain until the creature moved no more. But soon the team saw over 30 juggernauts jumping too them. Gary screamed to retreat as the team sprinted to the evac ship. After 20 minutes of running as ranger needles flew by their faces they finally saw the silouette of the ship they sprinted faster. But Gary then felt a force hit him in the back as he flew 30 yards backwards away from the team. SPARTAN-089

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"Bringing us down." Riza grabbed an MA5C as the pilot brought the Pelican down to the ground. She walked through the hold, then jumped down, the Marines followed her. "Master Sergeant sir, think the pilot can handle himself?" A Marine asked. "Don't worry, he's got two SMG's and a Frag, I think he's got himself covered." They trudged through the snow, guns raised. You just never knew what would jump at you on Arctic IV. The smoking wreckage of the other Pelican lay ahead of them, they walked closer. Wow, the bird had taken a hell of a beating, it had smashed into snow and ice and looked like it had been hit with explosives. The back door lay strewn across the ground, smoke filled the doorway. They stepped inside.

The halls of the Covenant ship were eerily quiet, considering hundreds of Marines and UNSC material was being loaded on. Maybe its just the Covenant metal, must dampen all the sound. Kain thought. Zeta Squad ran down the hallway to the main hold, thats where all the UNSC would be.

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"A week? With our rations?", said Amy, "Well not as bad as that time on Isis III with only the Grunts we killed to eat, eh dad." Marshall shivered at the memories. "Either Brutes and Jackals are really desperate or really gross to eat them things. They were horrible." "I thought they were good", said Roy, "They tasted like chicken." "But you'll eat everything.... and then say it tastes like chicken!" "OK, OK, you two.", Amy began but the two kept it up, "Uncle! Dad! Quit it! Act like the grown-ups you're supposed to be." They both shut up after this, and soon were engaged with more Sentinel forces, keeping them occupied once again. "How much further till we get to the power source?", asked Marshall. "Not sure, probably a couple more miles down.", Roy replied. "Well, I sure hope it's something that'll help us out." With that, the group continued their descent.

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The Longsword hurtled towards the Icy Planet. "Where the Hell did you come from? Are you allright!" a pelican's Pilot shouted over the comm. There was no reply, and the pelican gave chase as the Lonsword flew by, entering the planets atmosphere.

It hit the ground with a crash, that sent snow and rocks flying for a miles all around. There was now only a large crater, with scattered bits of metal. The Pelican landed and a few Marines hopped out of the back. "Damn," the Pilot muttered as they surveyed the wreckage.

"Look! Over 'ere!" A marine was shouting and pointing frantically to a large lump across the other side of the crater, the troops moved slowly towards it and noticed the lump to be moving, slowly and steadily inflating then deflating. The marine next to it pushed some of the snow off it with his gun, and screamed, mostly in shock at the monstrous being he had unearthed. It was nearly 12 ft tall and had a puny metal casing holding back it's bloblike musclcular form, that still seemed to overflow from the suit.

"What the f.... let's call in a bigger ship 'n get this thing shipped up...quickly, while it's still unconcious."

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ATENIAN-000 looked at the 5 unconscious SPARTANs, what fools they are, but now it's time to dipose of them he thought as a small jet of fire started to come out of his hand. As he bent over to the first SPARTAN some entered the burned out pelican and he quickly extinguished the flame comeing out of his hand. It was pitch black in the pelican and no one could see, well everyone except 000. He saw at least 11 marines walk into the broken and brunt pelican and looked arourd.

"Someone turn on a light," said a marine. 000 made one little movment and a small flame almost impossible to see, flew straight into the marine that had reached for his flashlight. His body shuddered and he fell down dead, his heart a small hole on the left side of his chest.

"Hey Jerry what happened," asked the marine as he turned on his flashlight and looked down at the dead marine.

"Holy sh..." as tried to say but a small needle flew into his neck and the small amount of amber liquid was injected into his neck. Several seconds later his entire neck/chest area exploded leaving only his stomach down and his head flying over to the lead marines feet.

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"Dammit, Marines, fire your weapons!" The Pelican exploded into gunfire, but the Marines were to keep their shots away from the unconscious Spartans. Riza motioned to some of the Marines. "Your with me, we gotta get these SPARTANs out of here." "Roger that, Master Sergeant!" The Marines ran forward, unfortunately, he was suddenly hit by something, and he collapsed to the ground. Riza and the remaining Marines grabbed one Spartan, then dragged him/her out, then the ran back in for the next one. The dragged that one out too, off in the distance, Riza heard a sound. One she had grown quite accustomed too..."Flood!" she shouted, just as a tide of Infection Forms swarmed into the Pelican's main hold.

"Zeta Leader, I was wondering, have you seen the Master Sergeant anywhere?" Kain looked back at the Marine who had asked him. He was a tall, lean, black haired man with several bandages on his arms and legs. Blood of all colors was spattered over his armor, little of the original green was visible. But, through all the gore, Kain spotted a Sergeant patch on his arm. "Sir," Kain said with a salute. The Sergeant saluted back. "No sir," Kain answered, then side-stepped to let a team of medics run through. "Ah, damn," oh well, I'll go see if they can get a raise on her transponder, by the way, whose even flying this thing?" Kain shrugged. -- The State(Our Decrees and Law)(The State Alchemists we've enlisted) 20:45, 14 October 2007 (UTC)

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The first battle cruiser appeared out of slipspace. The Covenant cruiser Blade Of The Prophets had been instructed by the Seperatist leader to hunt down any remaining loyalists to the Prophets. Other slipspace ruptures exploded as the rest of Fleet Of Righteous Fury rendezvoused. A seperatist recon first discovered the frozen waste land of a planet seventy two hours ago. They were sent to investigate. Fleet Master Le'Sua Adule stood on the bridge clicking his mandibles at the situation at hand. "What can we do?" he asked. The brdige crew kept to their stations. "We can send in grounds troops to investigate sir. But we'd also lose as many as we send in due to the extreme cold." another Sangheilli informed. "We'll just have to see. Send a message to the rest of the fleet to regroup at the North end of the planet." he ordered. The ship thrummed forward as the rest of the fleet followed suit.

UNSC Destroyer Crimson Sky dropped out of Slipspace with a jolt. Tirado lurched forward in his chair nearly dumping his coffee he was drinking. "Do that once more ensign I'll have you demoted for attempting murder." Tirado angrily said. Tirado looked at starcharts that appeared on a forward screen. "Sir, rest of Security fleet is enbound. ETA two minutes." the COM's officer reported. "Ensign....what is that?" Tirado asked staring at the Covenant Seperatist fleet. "Covenant ships. Heavily armored. Sensors indicate another fleet inbound. They're making no motive to attack." he replied. <font color="Steel">Freelancer <font color="Teal">"SquakBox"<font color="Orange">"MyJunk" 01:31, 15 October 2007 (UTC)

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Roy, Marshall and Amy continued with the rest of the marines to descend farther into the planet's core. In a short time, they would finally make it to the large energy source. "Clyde", said Roy. "Yes, what is it?", asked the AI. "How much further?" "Not much further. ETA minus 30 minutes." "Have you managed to get any contact with the surface?" "For the last time, I'm an AI, not a miracle-working communication device. Like I said before, there's too much rock to get any sort of connection" "Fine, fine, you win. Just keep trying, make sure nothing sneaks up behind us and tell me when we're at the energy source." They continued down, fighting a few more groups of Sentinels before Clyde finally spoke up again. "Roy, this next room is the one that has the massive energy readings. I can't believe how much it is. I've never seen anything like it before." "Well, here we go.", Roy said and opened the door. He stared in awe at the sight in front of him.

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Kodwell stared at the sight before him, they had finnaly reached the core and what they found was amazing. A huge float orb of what appeared to be pure energy, the light shining off of it was stunning, turning the room into a blinding metal square. Inside the sphere pounding was heard beating every several seconds, hundreds of small round beam generators were placed around the cage. Beams were coming out of them creating the cage around whatever it is, but it started to speak.

“Who enters my domain?”

“A bunch of ragity ass marines trying to find our way home,”

“Well why are you here,”

“Well that’s classified,”

“Tell me!”

“ok ok, we are waiting to get evaced back to are ships then get the hell outta here.”

“I see how long are you here for?”

“A week,”

“In your time or my time?”

“Our time, what’s a week in your time,”

“Well from what I heard from the Forerunners that came to test on me, 15,000 of your years,”

“Wow, well can we stay here,”

“Does it look like I can stop you,” said the voice from the glowing ball of energy as Kodwell’s men began to set up a makeshift camp.

Kinoshi walked back to their city, that bastard the Nakai Supreme Commander just pushed her away and told her to get out of his way and walked away. After that all Kinoshi could do was walk back to the city, soon they would be able to go home and she could see Leon again. She stepped and the snow under her gave way a little and she tripped and fell. The bullet wounds in her back were starting to bug her, good thing they were healing right up. She stood up and looked around there infront of her stood the majestic city of Sanctafract.

“I’m finnaly home’’ she thought as she walked towards the great floating city. She wondered when those two would be back from their attack mission to take down one of those pelicans. She stepped into the elevator and it start to ascend to the top, soon she would get to talk to Leon again then leave this god damn snow heap.

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The medic pulled out a needle and filled it from a small case. He attempted to puncture it into the thick skin of the monstrous beast before him, but the needle snapped and the medic threw it to the side, where a small pile of broken utensils had started collecting up. "Well, this guy's alive, but he ain't alien or parasite, but just by looking at him, you can tell he's not fully human either," the medic muttered to the group of marines huddled behind him in the shadow of the two pelicans. "So, You mean he might have been human, or something like that eh?" One of the marines asked. "I reckon, but I don't know how he'll behave when he wakes up, none of the needles can piece him." as the doctor was speaking the beast raised an eyelid, revealing a bloodshot eye that whirled towards the medic, who upon turning back to face it, jumped back and shouted several profanities. "It's ok, It's ok, you're ok..." the medic muttered in a soothing tone as he ventured back towards it, the marines raised their weapons, and looked puzzeled at each other, wondering if the medic was talking to himself or the beast.

A slight whirring noise was heard in the sky and the marines looked up to see a purple speck, that slowly grew as it came closer, "Brutes!" one of the marines shouted, and the thing on the floor whinced at the sudden loud noises. The medic looked at the back of it's neck and found a tattoo that read Subject XIV, and he pulled out a small box and muttered into it. The Brute Phantom was close now, and the turrets started flashing as plasma burst from them towards the troops. The subject opened its other eyelid in time to see the plasma tear apart the medic standing above him, and his blood splattered over the subjects face. A few marines ran into a pelican tha started to lift off, only to be shot backdown, explode and land on another unfortunate soldier. One of the marines picked up a fallen comrades Rocket Launcher and fired towards the loyalist dropship, tearing off the main turret. The dropship landed and the few marines left started to flee as a far larger group of Brutes and Jackals jumped off in pursuit.

The Subject raised an arm and hoisted itslef up infront of a Jackal, which in turn raised it's plasma pistol and fired at the Subject, a circular scratch appeared on the Subject's chest where the plasma hit, but skin quickly regrew over it, and soon it looked as though he hadn't been shot at all. The Jackal dropped it's shield and ran back towards the dropship. Two Brutes lunged at the Subject with Bruteshots, both broke at the tip of the spike, and the Subject grabbed them both around they're necks, raised them off the ground and snapped them. The body of a brute was hurled towards the fleeing Jackal, who'd shot XIV earlier, and it's skull fragmented as it's head was sandwhcihed between the full force of the thrown carcass and the walls of the ship.

Mere minutes later found the Subject sitting ontop of the now overturned Phantom, staring down upon the corpses of the Brutes and Jackals. A single surving marine slowly approached the Creature, and it's eyes watered as it stared at the sky. The Subject roared, and the trooper fled, the beast attempted to strecth out it's arm to reach him, but pulled back, and lay on the dropship, to stare at the sky. Justanothergrunt 06:17, 18 October 2007 (UTC)

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Flood advanced upon multiple Forerunner, Arctic IV Alliance, and UNSC encampments across the globe. They had now gained a foothold underground, and the massive caverns and tunnels of the Ark'her were opened to the Flood. This brought up an interesting possibility to the Dualmind, and the Infection Forms flooded in.

Destromath walked through the snow, getting to a cliff, and watched the large battle below. The humans were fighting Alliance members, and both were fighting parasites... it looked like hell. The Chieftain wondered where his own men were, although before he could see them, he heard a slow growl behind him. As he turned around, there lay a wolf-life creature on two legs, wielding some kind of line-shaped energy sword. Destromath growled back, took up his Gravity Hammer, and caved in the creature's skull.

The Lupin lay dead on the ground, its entire head splattered over the snow, giving it a blood red tinge. The Brute could hear howls in the distance, and with nothing to do, jumped off the cliff to the fight below.

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Tirado looked at the information flashing across his retinas. Artic IV had been a wasteland for years. Tirado blinked the information away and deleted it. "Report." he ordered. "Sir, Ackmenrah is inbound with several contingents of Marines. Captain sends his apologies for being late....Wait...Slipspace rupture! Covenant Carriers, heavily armored!" a crewman replied. Tirado jumped from his seat and stared at the forward screen.

"Move us into the atmosphere. Nice and quick." he ordered. He felt the deck shift as the Assault carrier corrected its course. "Sir. Sensors indicate battles raging on the surface. UNSC forces are scattered and disoriented. The Covenant fleet is glassing several parts of the planet as well." she paused and her eyes went wide with terror. "There's...Flood. UNSC forces are taking a beating but holding. Covenant...correction, Brute forces are holding out." --- Le'Sua glared at the parasite trying to swarm up the gravity beam but were beat back by occupying forces below. "Mount up. Bring them back, we're moving. Those who don't make it, leave them." he ordered. The ship shuddered as it released another salvo of plasma, glassing several more parts of the planet.

"Fleet Master. Carriers have arrived with reinforcements. Shall I give the order to beat the Brute loyalists back?" an Elite reported. Le'Sua nodded his reply.

"All ships, open fire. Concentrate your fire on the Brutes. Ignore the Parasite. Beat them back!" the elite ordered. <font color="Steel">Freelancer <font color="Teal">"SquakBox"<font color="Orange">"MyJunk" 21:31, 24 October 2007 (UTC)

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Conflicting emotions cluttered and nearly overwhelmed his exhausted conscious as he reached for his sword. ''How could this have happened? WHY?!''

The thing that had once been his closest friend lurched toward him, a writhing mass of whip-like tentacles lashing out at him. They connected with what felt like the blow of a titanium sledgehammer. His shields fell to a quarter-charge and the audible alarm sounded its pulsing warning. He side-stepped the next attack, but did not return the blow, hesitant to hurt a former ally. She... it... howled in a tortured way and lunged again, connecting with Jared's armor and sending the Spartan hurtling into the snowdrift. Bruised, he jumped to his feet and swung with his sword, slicing off scores of probing appendages and causing the abomination to scream in rage. Its next blow, aided by Nicole's Spartan strength enhancers, fractured Jared's thighbone, causing painful hairline fissures along the alloy coating. Hurt, he stumbled backwards as the Flood-form charged him, bowling him over in his moment of off-balance and knocking his blade out of his grasp. Tentacles writhed and wrapped around his armor as he drew his Magnum 5G and fired. The rounds tore through the puply flesh, doing the creature little damage at all. Desperate, he made a knife fist and thrust it straight into the Mjolnir-armored sternum of what had once been Nicole-095. His hand broke through the damaged plate and killed the tiny parasitic infection form within. With rushed axe kicks, Jared broke the Spartan-form's legs and the thing collapsed. The helmet covering the head fell away, and Nicole's tortured-looking face lolled in the snow.

Jared, ribs cracked, leg nearly broken, fell to his knees as the Floodmind unwillingly released its control of what had been Nicole. The supersoldier, brokenhearted, bent over his former friend, and heard the hiss of breath from her lips. His auditory enhancers improved upon it and Nicole's last words drifted to his ears.

"Thank... yoouuu..."

Numb, he cradled her head in his hands and closed her widened eyes. And for the first time in his long and trying life, Jared wept.

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"This is the UNSC Assault Carrier Crimson Sky. Any surviving UNSC forces please respond." Tirado said over the E-Band and sent it over planet hoping someone down there was still alive. He looked at the data scrolling across his computer screen. He selected a grid. Grid Kilo two zero five by zero seven eight.

"Ensign. Move us here." he ordered transferring the data to Navigation console. The space ship shuddered at the sudden acceleration and course correction. The two Prowlers Sojourner and Martin Luther King disappeared and reconned the planet, both North and South. The Ahkmenrah followed the Carrier.

"Lieutenant. Deploy Delta Squadrons Aplha through Echo. I want recons rotated every five minutes." Tirado ordered. Several launch bays depressurized and the atmosphere vented into the vacuum and long sleek C709 Longsword fighters flew out and surrounded the carrier.

Le'Sua appeared in the launchbay of Blade of The Prophets and hefted his trusty Plasma Rifle. In front of him stood legions of Grunts, hundreds of Jackals, and a few hundred Elites. They stood stifly as the Arbiter followed suit behind him. "Attention. You are to go in, establish a basecamp and remain there. If you are attacked, do not return fire if it's the Humans. Beware, Brute Forces are on the surface. They will not stop until you are dead. Go now." Le'Sua ordered. The deck plates shook as the landing army formed lines with Phantoms and Spirits.

"Arbiter. What do you wish?" he asked. **Demakhis. You are the Arbiter.** <font color="Steel">Freelancer <font color="Teal">"SquakBox"<font color="Orange">"MyJunk" 20:27, 26 October 2007 (UTC)

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"Le'Sua you are to go down to the planet and find the human leader and talk to them, try and see whats happening," said the Arbiter as he walked back into the bridge of the ship.

"Bring the ship hard to port arm the canons and get ready for a fight!"

The hornets flew as fast as they could, seeing the marines trying to fight off the flood with SPARTAN bodies on the ground. The 6 hornets and 3 pelicans began to fire their weapons at the horde of flood. AP rounds and HE missiles soared through the sky punching holes straight through the Flood ranks, missiles impacted destorying hundreds of infection forms. The pelicans landed and 10 ODST jumped out of the pelciansand raised their weapons and fired everything from AP rounds to rockets to fire. The burned and exploded and fell with their bodies full of lead, as this was happening the pelicans flew closer to the SPARTANs on the ground.

"Get them in go, go, go," yelled out the ODST leader. The ODST sprang to do their commanders will and grabed the first SPARTAN by the legs and torso and started to drag him back to the pelican. As a combat form leaped at one of the ODSTs that were dragging the SPARTAN another picked up his shotgun and fired knock the form aside as he pumped again and shoved the shotgun into the chest cavite of the former human.

"Die!" he yelled out pulling the trigger, making 1 sheel of buckshot plunge into its chest. The 5 ODST's with the help of another 3 marines to lift the SPARTAN onto the pelican floor. As they ran back to get another a line began to sperate in the flood ranks, out of it pushed something the soldiers were really glad to see. A Elephant with two extra machinegun turrets slowly made it's way to the crash site of the pelican. It went up beside the pelican and using it's crane picked up two of the SPARTANs and lifted them up into the pelican. The two extra machineguns were placed at the open back and fired onto the flood forces. It procided to pick up the last SPARTANs and loaded them all up. 4 ODST then jumped into the pelican and it flew off into space to deliver 064 and Fireteam Zulu to a ship and more importantly a medbay.

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"Yes Arbiter." Le'Sua replied turning around and left the Launch bay. He appeared on the bridge two minutes later. "Warm the Lateral plasma tubes. Hard to Port. Prepare for battle!" he ordered. In vacuum, the Fleet Of Righteous Fury warmed their plasma weapons. Seraph fighters swarmed the Frigate, Cruisers, and the two Assault Carriers. Blade of The Prophets entered the atmosphere with two other CCS- Class Cruisers. The shields flickered but held. On the cold, barren surface of the planet the Covenant homebase stood with all its magnificence. Scarabs, mortar batteries, Wraiths, and Banshees. Control towers and sentry towers stood within the encampment as well.

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"Captain! Proximity warning. Flood have overrun our current position. Dropships are inbound on the Ahkmenrah, and the Rising Sun!" Crewman Larry Bos reported, his eyes wide with fear. Tirado scanned through the data on his computer screen.

"Crewman, removed locks on Archer pods A1 through A3. Bring those ships down!" he ordered. Dull thumps reverberated through the hull. Lines of exhaust left the hull and shot for the hundreds of Pelican's inbound on the UNSC fleet. They erupted into a ball of vaporized titanium.

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A shudder hit the planet and even reached the core where Team Alpha and the small group of marines sat and waited for something. As the shudder grew bigger one side of the containment barrier began to flicker and that was when Kodwell got his first glimpse of what was contained inside. A black figure with white lines running down the figures body similar to a A.I.s but different. His head went back into a rounded shape like the alien from the movie in the 2000’s. It had huge claws and really sharp teeth, hundreds of small to large spikes adorned it’s back giving it a even meaner look. Its eyes were bright purple and it had a tail, which swayed back and forth.

“What are you?” asked Kodwell jumping from where he was sitting and pulling out his magnum pointing it at the cage.

“What am I, what am I, I’m a nightmare, made in a lab created and then caged for the rest of eternity to rot, wanting to die, but not able to,” the thing yelled out ripping it’s claws down the sides of the cage.

“Who made you then?” Kodwell yelled at the thing.

“You call them the forerunners, I call them demons, I was a perfectly good living thing and then they turned me into this,” he said making a waving motion at his own body.

“Why do you want to be free?” he asked keeping his magnum pointed at the cage.

“So that I may drift into a black hole and finish my miserable existence!” it yelled out beating at the cage.

“How can we free you?” Kodwell asked lowering his magnum, a slight tone of pity was heard in the marine’s voices.

“Destroy the four generator that create my cage, they are each located at a different pole of the planet, underground of course, one at North, South, East, West,” it said sitting down on the pure energy.

“I see,”

“The Flood got a SPARTAN!” yelled out Captain Ferris from the captains chair of the ‘’Bizmark’’.

“Yes sir, and 5 SPARTANs just landed on the ‘’Hatter’’ all badly wounded,” said the crewman.

“I don’t believe this why is this happening?” he asked himself throwing his head into his hands. Captain Ferris then saw something in the distances, a small blue hole….

“Everyone to battle stations we have a slipspace hole in space!” he yelled out as the crewmen on the bridge hurried to obey their captain’s command. Out of the slipspace hole emerged a craft never seen before. As it emerged from the slipspace hole it fired one very long red laser at the planet hitting it’s North Pole and something started to drift up from the planet. A city, as it drifted nearer to the ‘’Bizmark’’ everything went silent for a second.

“Load Archer missile pods 1-20 and fire on my mark,” said Captain Ferris, but as he was distracted by the city that just floated out of the planet and the dull thuds of Archer missiles being loaded. He failed to notice a second slipspace hole open up and Covenant Loyalists started to pour out, lead by one ship with strange symbols on the front, the Covenant symbols for ‘’death has come’’ and engraved beside the massive Covenant symbols was the tell tale sign of plasma torpedoes loading.

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Slipspace ruptures popped into view as the UNSC Rapid Response Fleet moved away from the atmosphere. Another, a UNSC Frigate appeared. "Captain. Slipspace rupture thirteen thousand kilometers off the Starboard prow. It's the Alexander. And she brought reinforcements." Tirado looked at the view screens showing the Separatist fleet, the Alexander, and Loyalists.

"Hail the Separatist fleet. Tell them we have inbound Loyalist ships. Advise we cluster around Point two-four-zero by zero-three-one." He ordered. The COM's officer rapidly typed in commands. He messed up and had to start over again. He finally sent the Hail to the Covenant ships. "Sir. Message sent with handshake. Waiting for reply." the crewman replied.

"Fleet Master. We're being hailed by the Human ships. They suggest we cluster here." the Sangheilli informed pointing at something on the mapboard. Le'Sua nodded. "Send our reply. We're on our way." he replied. He opened a channel to all the ships.

"Attention all crews. Prepare for battle. The Jiralhanae are here! Bring blood!" he informed. Below decks, legions of all races rushed to be prepared for war. The Covenant ships moved to position at the North Pole.

"Captain! More Slipspace wakes. Sensors indicate they're ours." Crewman Bos informed. Out of Slipspace appeared the UNSC Destroyer Constantine, Orbital Station Athena, and another destroyer, the Thebes. "Ha! Those Loyalists don't stand a chance!" he yelled over the alarms going off.<font color="Steel">Freelancer <font color="Teal">"SquakBox"<font color="Orange">"MyJunk" 16:55, 30 October 2007 (UTC)

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"Do you think we should do it?", Kodwell asked Roy. "I don't know", he replied, "What if it's lying? I've learned not to trust something after all these years" "But I think it's telling the truth", Kodwell argued. "Uncle", Amy cut in, "I say we try it. If this thing isn't lying, it might could help us. If it is, then we'll just have to kill it. Simple as that" Roy thought about it for a minute, and then said, "Fine. But if I suspect anything, we don't let it out. Better safe than sorry I say" "Fine", she replied, "Now, how should we go about letting it out?" "He said that there were power generators in the north, south, east and west", said Kodwell, "I suppose we should divide up and go to each one" "Sounds good", said Marshall, "Let's go" The marines divided into three groups while Team Alpha stuck together. Team Alpha set out to the west, leaving the three groups of marines to take care of the other ones. Roy hoped he hadn't made a mistake.

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The hooded figure pulled the comm out of the pelican, whilst several marines stumbled about in the dark behind him. A marine fell into the deceased body of one of his comrades, yelped and accidentally pulled the trigger on his rifle, letting loose a quick sucession of bullets into the head of a private further down the dropship. In the dark the Athenian sneaked behind the remaining marines, before unleashing a quick flurry of flame that left the troops as charred remains. Out in the sun, the Athenian sprinted through another group of marines, ran over the bonnet of a warthog, landing in it's unoccupied driving seat, and headed towards the horizon. He'd heard over the comm the UNSC speaking of something, something big. He remembered it, from the ONI files and the face under the hood released a muffled laugh as it thought of things to come.

The Test subject walked out of the cold, out of the snow, into a coniferous forest, here he'd be warm, here he'd be safe. The thoughts repeated through it's head, as a small band of Lupin troops raised their heads, from their camoflage in the snow, to stare at the hulking humanoid walking by. They raised their weapons, then lowered them again as the Test subject continued to walk away. A single marine yelled out from the snow, the Test subject had saved his life before against the Covenant, and in return he wanted to help it. The Test subject turned it's head to the sound of another being's voice, that wasn't screaming for a change, and to the Test subject, it sounded amazing. The Lupin raised their heads again, this time to see a UNSC marine. The marine turned on his comlink, and spoke his position requesting evac, only to be torn apart by a series of shots from stolen Battle Rifles. A Lupin sprinted out of the bushes, to check if the marine was still alive, and was grabbed by the Test subject as he came to the body. The lupin was tossed to the ground in half, and the remainder of his squad fled as the Test Subject roared over the dead marines body.

"Echo 225 this is Private Mains from Team Forest, Covenant attacked, only survivor, I got the creature with me, my co-ordinates are 12 degrees North 43 East, I'm near the edge of the fo, ARGHH!" the transmission ended suddenly, and the Athenian screeched the warthog to a halt. "Perfect."

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"Sir! Requesting permission to return to the surface!" Asked Tuan to Vice Admiral Falconi. "Negative Petty Officer. You guys work best as a team, without James, Team Murmillo has no leader and cannot fully function. You are to stay here and act as a reserve force if it is needed." Replied the Admiral. "I do however, have another plan." He continued "There is one more SPARTAN on board, he has been in cryo for a while, and he needs a little wake up call."

The cryo technicians saw a message display on the computer. <tt>Wake him up.</tt> The men began to thaw out the body in the cryotube. They stood in awe as a SPARTAN-II super soldier came out, however he did not look like anything that ONI Section Two had told them. His MJOLNIR armour had dents and burns. What they had seen in the photos, massive warriors in green incandescent armour was olive and dirty. What had happened to him? went through the minds of the crewmen. "Sir! The admiral wants you on the bridge!" Said the crewman. Maverick nodded. Whatever the admiral wanted it was important.

"Good to see you soldier. I need you to get down to the surface of the planet. The men I put on there earlier are out of action for a while, and half of a Team Alpha has gone missing. There is a pelican waiting for you in the hangar." Said the admiral. Maverick stopped by in the armoury on his way to the hangar. He picked up the modified SR-99C S-2 AMB Sniper Rifle and an MA5C Assault Rifle. Just where I left them he thought. He continued until he reached the hangar where he and a squad of marines entered the pelican and set course for the surface of the planet.

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Decrepit Valor reviewed his situation:
 * The Flood had nearly overtaken the entire planet, and were close to enveloping its entirety.
 * The Reclaimers were being slaughtered by their foes.
 * A few Sentinel Factories had already been destroyed, the others still remaining targets.
 * Sentinel numbers were at an all-time low, constantly decreasing every half-hour or so.

Decrepit sighed once more, and entered a query to his Sentinel Minds. "Have the Monitors been contacted yet?" he asked, and in a monotonous voice a Mind replied. "Yes. However, only Vindictive and Repentance have anwered. It is a possibility that we recieved a response from Abstruse as well, though" it answered, and Decrepit felt a pang of hope; if Abstruse was indeed alive, he might be the key to purging the infection.

The Dualmind sang their glorious poem of death and decay once more, laughing at the pathetic foes that challenged him. All would die, and simply be reborn as the Dualmind's warriors. It was simply pathetic.

"We are but abominations of flesh and bone, taking life and giving it... Why do you insist on fighting us? Why not join us as all those of your fallen have..."

Destromath's feet finally reached the ground, cracking the extremely thick ice a little. The Brute ran forward, and finally saw his warriors in the middle of the fight, valiantly fighting for the Covenant. The Chieftain continued to swing his Hammer, smacking away enemies and crushing their bones.

He took a spiker and fired it, the thick metal needles speeding through the cold air and spearing a Human between the eyes. The Brute smiled, showing his teeth.

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Blukuto stared at his troops in the Hanger of the Heavenly Might, he raised hammer in one hand and yelled out his speech.

“Brothers, are race has been beaten and battered to enter the Covenant, and then the Sangheili have left, they were nothing, but cowards, now they try and defeat the mighty Covenant, those Heretics have not the side of the gods, but instead the side of failure, they have nothing, but the armor they stole, the weapons they stole, the ships they stole and the blood of our brother on their hands!” he yelled and the Brutes in the hanger gave a massive war cry.

“But to side with the Humans, that is beyond Heresy that is stupidity, the humans were not a threat before or now when the Sangheili have joined them, the demons are nothing I killed two of the Demons myself and the last ran away, they were different demons though, but still demons, but now my brothers we go out, not for ourselves, not for the Prophets, not for glory, not for power, but to keep the Covenant as a whole crushing beast it is!” he yelled and the Brutes gave out another war cry running into the Phantoms and Tarzans and Seraphs that lay in the hanger for them. Blukuto went in his Phantom with his pack and looked at them. He had served with them for over 20 human years now and they had lost many. Only him and Yerguya were left of the original lance, the others were also veterans and his two personal bodyguards. The two jackal snipers and the 7 or so grunts that were his shields. The door on the Phantom closed and it began to take off flying down to the hellhole which was the planets cold barren surface.

“Very good speech brother, I even cheered when I heard that,” said Yerguya as he picked up his brute shot from the wall and clipped it to his back.

“Thank you brother it was some of my best,” Blukuto replied putting the Fire of Diosac on his back and picking a spiker off the wall as Yerguya did the same.

“Just tell me old friend why are the humans fighting so bitterly over this planet?”

“Because they are a suicidal race bent on killing themselves,”

“Then why are we going down?”

“To help our brothers in their quest to destroy the Flood and kill the human wreches,” replied Blukuto in a fashion, which told Yerguya to stop talking. The phantom continued it’s decent into the planets atmosphere, the wind hitting the Phantom as a new blizzard started up.

“Sir,” one of the pilots called back.

“What?” yelled back Blukuto.

“I suggest grabbing lights, it’s night on the planet, and judgeing by how the planet rotates it will be night for a very long time,”

“How long?”

“At least a couple of days at the least,” the pilot said as the phantom finally reached dropping distance.

“Are you ready?” called back the pilot.

“Yes!” yelled Blukuto back and the door opened. The doors opened and the group of Covenant soldiers was hit with a blast of cold air. The jackals were cold blooded so it was a good thing they had snow gear onboard the ship. They jumped down and the first thing they saw a Flood ten or so combat forms. They were lucky because the forms were right in front of then so the could see them, but if they had been twenty feet or so away they would have not seen them. It was pitch black outside of the radius of light that the Phantom shone off. The Phantom fired and so did the group of Covenant soldiers easily taking care of the small group of combat forms. Other phantoms began to land after that and they also encountered some resistance but not much.

“Ok everyone turn on lights and begin to march to Destromaths postion,” Blukuto said into his comm.

SPARTAN-064 felt a sharp crack as his bone was put back into place; crack another was put into place. He looked to his left and saw a doctor standing there sewing up the last of the surgery on his chest. He felt another pin pick and he fell asleep again. Several hours later he awoke in a bed, his MJOLNIR armor off his body. He tried to sit up, but collapsed under the pain it had caused him. He moved his head side to side and looked for anyone else. Three other SPARTANs lay around him all girls, but there was four weren’t there, he thought looking around for the fourth.

“So your awake,” called out a voice. 064 looked for where the voice came form and then the person walked over to him.

“Oh Iota Seven it’s you,” he said looking at the face of the Iota member several deep cuts across her face and her arms which were folded across her chest. She was wearing a white t-shirt with spots of blood on it and white sweatpants.

“You took quite a beating,” she said sitting in the chair next to him.

“Well I’m a SPARTAN that’s what we are trained to do, i thoight there were four SPARTANs on Firteam Zulu” he replied looking at the other elite soldier sitting in front of him.

"There was she MIA if you catch my drift," she replied sorrowly.

"Oh what happened?" he asked trying to sit up agian, but Iota Seven put her hand on his chest and pushed him back down.

"She died saving you and her teamates," Iota Seven said looking at all the SPARTANs in the medbay.

"Oh I see," he said guilt showing all over his face. Iota Seven was about to say something when the ship shoke for a second and alarms stared to go off.

“What the hell!” she yelled out looking around for a comm. system to call the bridge. There was no need for that because the intercom crackled to life.

“Attention all soldiers, several more Loyalist ships have exited slipspace and began firing on our fleet, remain calm and grab a weapon incase of borders,” the voice on the intercom died away and Iota grabbed a M6G that lay on the table.

“Don’t worry you’ll see another day,” she said as looked at the door ready if anything came their way. The doors opened and several marines walked in.

“We are here to protect the injured SPARTANs,” the leader of the marines said.

Iota Seven walked over to one of the marines and took his MA5C giving him her M6G.

“Don’t worry boys, if anything gets in here I’ll take care of them,” she said clicking off the safety of the Assualt Rifle.

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The Athenian got out of the Warthog, just outside the forest. He was close... the Hooded figure stared into the darkness that was deep in the forest, the foliage of the conifers blocked out what little light was still glowing over the horizon. The Athenian stretched out his hands, then sprinted into the depths among the trees. Jumping over logs, ducking under branches and spinning ot the way of the thick, closley packed, trees. Crack, the Athenian stopped motionless at the sound, sound of a tree branch snapping. He turned left, in the direction of the noise, and slinked forwards, without a sound.

The Test Subject groaned, how long had it been alone, everything, allways expected it to fight, it was tired of the pain, tired of the lonliness, the sorrow... It was angry.

The beastlike being roared, tearing a tree out by its roots and smashing the ground with it until it splintered. Destruction, an outlet of rage.

The Athenian examined the hulking creature from the shadows, it was marvellous, it's strength seemed beyond what he though ONI was capable of, he pulled out a needle with his left hand, and started a small flame in the other. It was time to test it.

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Lambda Squad, after a long absence from the field of combat, reappeared, at a medical center. Covered in blue gore, all they had to say to the leader of the facility was "we ran out of ammo". They tossed their Covenant weapons into the snow, the batteries practically empty anyways, and took UNSC firearms, namely the battle rifles and M7 Sub-Machine Guns.

"The space fleet is under attack," the leader informed the squad.

"Then get us a pelican. We're going Zero-G," answered Lambda Leader.

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Edwin slowly started to see a bright light, and he thought he heard a voice. "Edwin..... Edwin..... EDWIN..... EDWIN!!" Edwin managed to open his eyes, to find his helmet off and his wife Lisa over him, trying to wake him up. "At last! I thought you'd never snap too", she said "Nice to see you too", Edwin replied, "I'm just peachy, so you know" He looked around, noticing he was in a snowy hallway "Where are we?", he asked. "Underground, somewhere. Not sure where though. Jerry and Kymberli went up ahead, checking out if they can find anything" "Well, we better join them. Who knows what we'll find, and there's always safety in numbers"

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"112th Naval Squadron, peel off imediatly, EABTs are securing this destroyer. Head for the main battle."

The comm in Jace's Gladius fighter crackled, and around him, the others joined him in his flight towards the battle once more. Though his Broadsword was down, he had been able to make use of this Gladius, which were the second most advanced ship the UNSC had as of now, next to the Broadsword. Weapons included energy darts similar to those used on those sentinel enforcers, and heavy payloads of missiles and bombs. It had shielding, but this was merely shielding that had been given to them by sepratists, not the reverse engineered and stronger Mjolnir type shielding that the Broadswords used.

"Everyone, form up on my wing, were heading to the new loyalist fleet." he said into his mike, then switched to a fleet channel.

"Any UNSC commanders please respond, the 112th is inbound, and we need coordinates for enemy targets and orders."

The doorway into the bridge of the Covenant destroyer was pitted and burnt from the explosions that had been rocking the ship since the 112th started strafing it. Jackson was aware that his brother was probably flying with the squadron, that they were closer now than they had been for years, but he kept his mind on the task at hand.

"Prep those charges now." he said hotly, reloading his BR55-M45 and sliding another grendade into the tube.

"I'm workin as fast as I can sarge..." said the preoccupied EABT, who was typing in a rapid fire set of commands into the timer.

Jackson was in a true hurry. Pelicans full of engineers and covenant tech specialists were inbound to take command of this ship, as well as place hundreds of pounds of explosives on the nose of it, several nukes to be exact. The EABT's of his squad had secured the engine room several hours ago and killed the covenant attempting to detonate the reactor, and now were here at the bridge, attempting to storm it so that the brutes didn't have a chance to open fire on the inbound pelicans; despite the 112ths efforts, destroyers had a lot of pulse lasers, and there were still some usable ones. Dozens of squads were now perched outside the doorways, priming charges so as to blow their way in and attack simoultaneously. If they held everyone up, it would be the height of shame, and it comprimise the whole mission.

"Alright, got it." said the EABT, typing in one last command then heading for cover. The others of the squad backed up to the curved walls out of range of the breeching charge's directed blast.

"Good." said Jackson, and he chinned his mike. "All teams, detonate on my command."

The squad prepared silently. Battle rifle and assualt rifle bolts were racked with loud clacks, grenades were loaded into tubes.

"Detonate!" he cried.

A thunderous explosion reverberated through the metal walls, shaking Jackson's teeth in his vaccum sealed helmet. But the wall kept the pressure at bay.

"MOVE!" he bellowed, rounding the corner with his battle rifle up, already spraying bullets.

The charge had blown a sizable hole in the doorway; a ragged metal opening the size of a hog. The EABTs had been fine behind the metal walls, the same was not true for the three grunts that had been meandering around in front of the doorway when the charge went off. Bits of carbonized exoskeleton, burnt meat, and floresent blue blood splattered the walls. Throughout the other doors, dozens of troops trained for combat inside and outside of covenant ships charged the brute crews. The brutes fought ferociously and valiantly, they gave ground tooth-and-nail, firing stubbornly and organized into the onrushing human mass. But the sheer force of numbers, and the skill of the EABTs in these conditions beat them. Grenades landed in their midst, launched from grip mounted launchers, and precise and aimed armor peircing bullters slammed into Alien flesh, hitting in the joints between the brutes armor, or else on the headplates, slamming them off and dashing the brute's brains out all over the floor.

In a moment, it was over; covenant corpses, jackals, brutes, and grunts littered the bridge platform, and the EABTs secured it quickly. Several dozen had fallen in the flat out rush, and medics tended to the wounded while the others headed out to sweep the ship and escort the techincicans and bomb planters who would turn this boat into a suicide craft.

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The whine of the Pelican's engines slowed as the dropship came to a halt. "This is as far as I can go, it might be a rough landing." Said the Pelican's pilot. Maverick nodded as he jumped out. He landed three metres below on his feet. He leveled his MA5C Assault Rifle and looked around. A green figure began to move towards him. Maverick looked through his binoculars. It wasn't human. The lone human combat form charged at Maverick, using an energy sword as a weapon. "Fuck...." He said as he began to backpeddle, while firing his MA5C. The flood fell down dead as the rounds hit it. He looked on his HUD. The objective point was one hundred metres directly ahead of him. As he neared the crack, the place was deserted. Then, out of nowhere a punch sent him flying. Maverick cursed as his shields went down by five percent. He saw a shimmer of light in front of him and fired his rifle at it. The object began to move as the rounds hit it, and a blue light flared. Damm things got energy shields. He thought. The object fired a beam of light and Maverick ran as it hit his arm and his shields drained to a quarter. He began to run in a circle around the thing while his shields recharged. The object kept firing, but Maverick's enhanced speed kept him from getting hit. Got one shot at this. He thought as he jumped up and slammed his rifle into the object's chest. It gave an all-familiar scream as the rifle took out its shields. It was an elite. As he fired his MA5C into the elite, it bled dark blue blood onto the crystal-white snow as the rounds tore righ through it. As he looked at the body, it bore the colour of a Special Operations Minor. ''Why did this elite attack me? Why was it using a weapon made by the creatures of this planet? and what is going on?!'' He thought. It was not time to be looking for answers, because he had a mission to complete. Maverick looked through the crevice and jumped right into the black abyss.

-- Petty Officer 1st Class SPARTAN-G023  Comm Channel Mission History 22:18, 4 November 2007 (UTC)

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<tt>PLNB Priority Transmission XX872D-XX Encryption Code: GAMMA Public Key: N/A From: CODENAME: VULTURE To: CODENAME: RAPTURE Subject: Battle of Artic IV Classification: EYES ONLY TOP SECRET (SECTION III X-RAY DIRECTIVE)

The Colony of Artic IV has shown no significant improvement in terms of the Battle. Attached are some helmet-camera footage from dead UNSC Soldiers. It shows these, creatures, called the "Nakai". Also, there has been proven to be evidence of flood. There has been proven to be a Forerunner Installation underneath Artic IV. ONI Recon 117 has been sending this information for a while now. You remember the file you sent me? On the UNSC Marine that was in the Battle of Cleveland? Yeah, he was involved in Project Orion. Yes, the Spartan-I's. It appears he served with a Alpha Juliet Juliet 20114. He was involved in TREBUCHET, TANGLEWOOD, and a minor involvement in KALEIDOSCOPE. What does this have to deal with Artic IV? He was already on it. We had no idea. Find out who deleted the information. You know what to do.

/end file/ /scramble-destruction process enabled/

Press ENTER to continue. </tt>

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"So, what did I miss?", asked Edwin "Well I came to first", said Jerry, "And I looked around to see Kymberli not far off. So I woke her up and then fired a flare up the hole we had come down through, but the flare didn't reach the top. Kymberli said she'd found Lisa, so I came over and we soon found you. You seemed to have fallen the furthest and got hit the hardest, judging by how long it took for you to regain consciousness. I see Lisa managed to wake you up though" "So, find anything important?", asked Edwin, ignoring the last comment "Well, no not yet. Kymberli thought she got some sort of technology reading on her scanners, so she's up ahead looking" "I suggest we join her then" They walked down the snowy tunnels, surprisingly sturdy, until they found Kymberli, staring at a wall. "I think something's behind here", she said, and started kicking at it, trying to break it "Back up", said Jerry, "I'll handle this" He smacked the wall with his foot several times, and then charged it, throwing his back on it. The wall fell in, revealing a small room, filled with old, yet advanced machinery. "What do you think it is?", asked Lisa "I don't have a clue", said Edwin Jerry looked over near one of the machines and found a large switch. He pondered about it for a minute and then flipped it up. The various machines came to life, revealing their various purposes. One such machine proved to be a TacMap, which they immediately looked at. It proved quite accurate and useful, giving a read out of the entire planet. As they looked over the situation, they saw that the UNSC/Separatist forces were taking a beating. "We have to get back up there and help them out", said Kymberli "You're right", said Edwin, "But how?" He looked once again at the TacMap and noted the nearby cavern-complex that led to the surface. At the same time, he noticed the rest of Team Alpha heading west through the underground Forerunner complexes to some large energy generator. "Try to find a communications device of some sort", said Edwin, "Let's check up on Roy and them, and then we'll alert Jim of our whereabouts" They searched the room some more, and Jerry found another machine with a switch. He turned it on, but instead of a communicator it turned out to be a factory like machine of some sort. He backed away, waiting to see what would happen. A small door on the side opened and ought came a strange looking weapon. Jerry picked it up and examined it, not sure what to make of it, since it didn't look like anything he'd ever seen "Edwin, look at this", he said, "What do you make of it?" "Not sure. Where'd you get it" "From this machine. I flipped a switch and it came out" Then, the machine once again produced one of these weapons. Edwin examined this new one, which was exactly identical to the last, and then turned to fire it at the wall. The weapon turned out to be a laser weapon, based off the Forerunners technology. "Hey, I found a communicator", said Lisa, the other coming over to look at it. She tried all the buttons and switches and yet it wouldn't come on "There has to be something that can turn it on", said Kymberli as she leaned against another machine. She accidentally hit a button and the machine came to life, creating a small robot. The robot started to fly around the room and, using a small beam, began repairing all the machines. "It's like the Forerunner's Constructor", she said The small robot finally got to the COM device and repaired it, whereupon it crackled to life as well. "Hello, Roy can you hear me?", asked Lisa, tuning to Team Alpha's private COM line. "Roy, are you there?" "Yeah, I'm here. How did you contact us, I thought you were on the surface?" "No, we fell down some sort of crevice and found some old Forerunner-like technology. What are you guys doing? We can see you on a TacMap, but it looks like you're heading for some sort of power generator thing" "We found a Forerunner experiment down here and we're going to let it out. It might help us in return" "Do you need anything?" "No, we'll be fine. Besides, I don't think you get anybody down here to help us before we're through" "OK, we'll try to keep track of your progress. Over and out" Lisa then switched to a UNSC general COM, trying to get contact with Captain Wilson "This is Lisa of Team Alpha, can anyone hear me? I repeat, this is Lisa of Team Alpha, can anyone hear me?" "Lisa is that you?", asked Captain Wilson, "Is that really you?" "Yes it's me" "I thought you and the others were dead? Is Kymberli there?" "Yes she is" "Is she alright?" "Yep" "Well, that's good. Where are you anyways?" "We're underground, in a cave complex. We're going to try to find a way out, but we ran into some old, Forerunner-like technology and that's how we got to radio you" "Well, where will you come out at?" "Don't worry, we'll let you know, 'cause frankly I'm not even sure" "Make sure nothing happens to you and the others. Over and out" "Come on, let's go", said Edwin "What about this equipment?", asked Kymberli, "We can't just leave it" "Leave a beacon to let us know where it is and then let's go" They dropped off a small beacon to let them find the technological goldmine, and then kept going, trying to get out of the tunnels and back to the fight

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Lewis stopped at a ridge and checked his TACMAP. A single green dot was running at high speed beneath him. Lewis looked over the ridge and saw a massive hole. Lewis noticed some hand and foot holds going down into the abyss. He climbed down into the hole and followed the green dot. Lewis could run as fast as this creature due to his S-III Enhancements. The creature stopped, turned around, and swung. Lewis reacted, ducked, and hit the ceature straight in its visor. Lewis grabbed his hand and the creature took its visor off. It was none other than one of those Section III freaks, the Spartan-II's. Lewis and the Spartan-II, known as Maverick-060 shook hands and tried to find a way out of the crevace. Sgt.Johnson

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Edward had been officially cleared as "healthy" by the medics in the infirmary. Now he ran through the crowded halls, intent upon reaching his goal: the bridge. He reached it and waited for the doors to part, after a few seconds they glowed, then parted, revealing a bustling bridge. Edward took note of the AI on the viewscreen. A man turned to face him, Edward saluted, "Greetings, SPARTAN, have anything to ask?" Edward, slightly out of breath, managed a "Where is she?"

"I assume you mean Master Sergeant Riza Holden, currently we don't know exactly where she is, her transponder last gave a signal...ah, Phobos, the map." A map detailing the surrounding appeared, the man pointed to an area not far from the ship, "the last signal came from here," he pointed to something called "Grid Delta Zeta 77." "I need a Pelican and a group of soldiers, fast." Edward said, the man smiled, "done."

Soon, that is all it will take before you are with us... The voice said into Riza's mind again, she furiously tore an Infection Form from her neck and squished it. Tsk tsk, you do not agree to our Covenant? The Marines around Riza fired at the oncoming Flood horde, it was a vain attempt. Hundreds of Infection Forms popped and splattered the snow, and that robed figure in the Pelican made matters worst. But he was an ally in some ways, all he desired was to survive, and he destroyed hundreds of flood to do so.

Then a Flood wave jumped onto Riza and she blacked out.

Edward patiently waited in the co-pilot seat of the Pelican, but it was hard to do so. He made an inspection on his MA5C for the fiftieth time and checked his M7. The team he had brought with him, a group of ODST's called Zeta Squad, milled about. "Bringing us in..." The pilot reported. The Pelican touched down and Edward hurried out the back, the ODST's lagged behind, their guns up. He spotted gunshots in the distance and ran towards them at speed. A Flood-itized Marine jumped from the snow and Edward brought his Assault Rifle to bear, he fired half the clip. The Marine plowed on, Edward finished him off with the rest of the clip. He reloaded, then saw a writhing shape in the distance. He ran, clipping his MA5C to his back and drawing the M7. As he approached he recognized the shape, it was Riza, covered in Infection forms who were greedily searching for skin to penetrate. He raised his M7, it was a risk, but it might work.

He fired.

Infection forms popped and Flood blood spattered the snow, Riza sustained some hits, her screams echoing over the icy plains.

-- The State(Our Decrees and Law)(The State Alchemists we've enlisted) 01:59, 5 November 2007 (UTC)

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Blukuto looked over the edge of the hill through his nighvision looking at the hordes of flood attacking the small band of humans. He called up his Jackel snipers and told tell to kill flood first then kill the humans.The jackal looked through the night vision on his scope and shot down a combat form, as it was about to attack a human. Blukuto might not like the humans, but they did have a common enemy, the Flood. He waved his arm and the thousands of Covenant soldiers at his command rushed over the hill firing their weapons at the flood and the humans as well. A demon was even among their ranks, Blukuto shot at the flood with his spiker and his mauler, throwing a spike grenade onto a carrier form and killing it and every infection form inside. Reloading his spiker he fired clip after clip of the weapon into any flood that got near him. His mauler quickly disposed of any flood that really got close he blew out their chests. He saw a tank form walk through the crowd towards him as particle beam shot hit the flood near it.

“Leave the Pure parasite to me, the Fire of Diosac will cleanse this world!” Blukuto yelled grabbing the Gravity Hammer and slamming it down in front of him killing tens of infection forms and 4 combat forms. He ran towards the Tank form and threw his hammer at it lodging it into the Tank forms chest. Jumping he grabed it ripping it out of the Flood and slamming it down killing the tank form. He looked to the group of Marines and the Demon raising his hammer he charged a force of thousands behind him through the darkness to their goal.

Blade Yamato flew over the Seraphs and dropped a small bomb under his ship. The brute pilot tried to veer out of the way, but was going to fast to avoid the small explosive. Crashing into it, his ship was engulfed with flames and crashed into another. The two ships soared through the vacuum of space and impacted on a Covenant ship. Blade flied over the Destroyer and began to try and destroy some of the pulse laser turrets. He began to rotate his missile launcher, and fired of some of the rockets. The soared towards the turrets, they hit them and exploded, sending blobs of super heated metal and plasma floating through space.

Blade flipped and weaved but failed to dodge the new seraphs on his tail, their plasma cannons warming up.

“I need support guys!” he yelled into his comm.

“I’m here!” yelled out one of his squad mates as a longsword swerved behind the Seraphs behind Blade. It opened fire with its rotary guns and the seraphs shields behind to flicker. The seraphs tucked and rolled to escape the Virgo pilot, but to no avail. Two of the four seraphs went down when Blade flipped over and shot superheated rounds into the seraphs. Then it happened the Seraphs plasma cannon went off and hit Blade on the side of his Mustang. His engines were hit and he started to go down heading down to the ‘’Hatters’’ hanger. The Mustang hit the floor of the hanger a fire safety crews came and tried to put out the fire. Blade jumped out of the burning ship and backed off.

“Do you have another ship!” he yelled out looking to go right back into the battle.

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"This is the UNSC Assault Carrier Crimson Sky. Any UNSC Forces respond!" Tirado's voice roared over the system wide communication array. Clustered around the carrier the remaining rapid response fleet consisting of the Orbital Station Athena, UNSC Destroyer Constantine, the two Prowlers, the Frigates Razor Blade and Ahkmenrah. Within the vicinity of the UNSC ships, the Fleet of Incorruptible Faith. The Separatist fleet clustered around their flagship codenamed "Blade Of The Prophets," as Seraph fighters engaged Brute space fighters. Tirado grimly looked at the tactical situation. He had not given the order to fire, but the Elites were taking a beating. "Fire!"

Fleet Master Le'Sua Adulee got up from the deck as his carrier lurched hard to Port deflecting a Plasma torpedo. "Find where that came from and vaporize those heathens!" he ordered. A Seraph fighter passed through the view screen but moments later exploded into ionized bits. The deck shuddered and the lights dimmed as power was drained from the reactors. "Rupture in the Aft engine core! Containing now!" another Elite reported while frantically rearranging hexagonal shapes on the board. Le'Sua cursed the day the Civil War started. The lights winked out as another surge powered down systems and auxiliary systems booted.

"Fleet Master. The Humans have launched their initial attack. The Brutes are taking a beating. There are no casualties reported." another Elite pitched in. "Burn those Brutes! Take no prisoners!" Le'Sua ordered. <font color="Steel">Freelancer <font color="Teal">"SquakBox"<font color="Orange">"MyJunk" 21:50, 6 November 2007 (UTC)