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stuff not done....and stuff....

=Untitled short story= To introduce the Erebus.

Samson pushed the Erebus-class Stealth Frigate to the very edge. The small streamlined frigate was made for speed, but what he was doing was suicide. Weaving in and out of the skeletons of destroyed titans, the sleek, black craft’s bright blue engines pushed the ship forward at single-ship speed. Samson dared a glance at the screen that revealed what was aft of the vessel. Two blue balls of energy hounded him.

“Have we lost it yet?” shouted Samsons captain,

“Negative.” He said flatly.

He pulled the ship narrowly through the hulk of a destroyed Hero-Class Battle Cruiser. To his elation, one of the fireballs collided with the titanium skeleton of the massive ship. ‘’It’s not over yet,’’ he thought to himself.

“Captain, we’ve got contacts!” Shouted Greenly, a young ensign,

“What are they?” The captain shouted back, bracing against the helmsman insane piloting.

“I don’t know, but there’s tons of em. Little mechanical things, like automated drones.”

“Weapons!” called the Captain,

“Aye, sir?” He replied,

“Prepare the HAMMER missiles! Get a targeting solution on those drones and blow them to hell!”

“Aye, sir.” He said with deliberation

Samson’s only worry right now was losing the plasm torpedo that would chase them unitl one of them was atomized. Samson was intent on it ‘’not’’ being him. His training had never prepared him for something like this. The Covenant with better torpedo technology, was making their situation grim.

“Missiles away!” Shouted Parsons

Samson dared another glance at the aft monitor. 250 streaks of faint white cut through space at incredulous speeds. Each missile found it’s target but the swarm of drones didn’t seem any smaller.

“Samson, funnel all power to the slipspace drive”

“Aye, sir.” He shouted in response. He tapped a square blue button next to him, and he saw a green bar fastly rising.

“When I say go, punch it!”

“Aye, sir!” Replied Samson......