RP:Kingdom of Broken Hearts

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We were Lost and now we have been Found

Notices

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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]] 04:54
 * 8) halonerd
 * 9) Chief frank 001
 * 10) Spartan 501

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

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

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

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

UNSC
Primary Commanders: Captain Ferris, 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


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

Gray Team, Squad 6
 * 1 UNSC Corvette
 * UNSC Valiant Triunph 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
 * UNSC Star Dust
 * UNSC Hiroshima
 * UNSC Human Fist
 * 12 Broadsword Heavy Fighters (112th Naval Squadron)

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

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

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

Covenant Loyalists
Primary Commander:Brute Chieftain Destromath

Fleet of Undying Vengeance


 * 2 Supercruisers
 * Predatorial Vigor
 * Destromath
 * Malevolent Pride


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


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

Flood
Primary Commander: Dualmind


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

Demakhis

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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


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


 * Role:Goh 'Ughmaee
 * Location: Varies
 * Status: Active


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

Spartan G-23

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

Dubtiger

 * Role:Lambda Squad
 * Location:On the planet
 * Status:Classified Information
 * Other:None
 * Role:Erebus
 * Location:On the planet
 * Status:Classified Information
 * Other:Lambda Squad's personal AI

UNSC AI

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

Spartan-091

 * Role: SPARTAN-091, Jared
 * Location: 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: Onboard the Predatorial Vigor
 * Status: Active
 * Other: Fleet Master of the Fleet of Undying Vengeance


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

SPARTAN-077

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


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

User:Chief frank 001

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

Spartan 501

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

-- 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   23:13, 21 July 2007 (UTC)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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A tidal wave of sac creatures leaped at Riza and the Marines which she had brought with her. She was the first respond, with a lightning quick movement she had raised her Assault Rifle and fired. Dozens of sac creatures popped and splattered green slime onto the floor of the command center. She sighed and lowered her gun just as something screamed behind her. She spun around. One of the sac creatures had avoided her gunfire and latched onto one of the Marines, it crawled and seemed to absorb itself into his chest. Riza and the Marines backed away. The Marine transformed before ther very eyes, his skin turned a sickly yellow, his head lolled back and forth, and one of his hands has become a claw. The remaining Marines opened fire in unison. Bullets tore through flesh and sickly green slime spattered the walls behind, the creature collapsed onto the floor in a a twisted heap. There was no need for orders, all the Marines simply walked away and kept their eyes on their ammo counters and what was ahead of them. When they finally reached the Command Center, it was blatantly evident that the heaviest fighting had took place here.

--Captain 077, ready for duty(Frequencies are clear, go ahead sir) 20:26, 1 August 2007 (UTC)

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Crap, he thought as the ship plummeted towards the icy orb beneath. It just had to happen now, didn't it? The Slipspace coils had burnt out, thankfully, after the battered corvette had emerged from Slipspace. But now, the engines had died as well. Right while they were over this hellhole, too. He glanced at the woman to his right, and patted her shoulder to reassure her. He hadn't seen her in... forever, really. They had been best friends for a time, but assignments had gotten in the way of personal matters. Well, he thought, at least we'll all die together.

"I don't know about that!" the voice in his head shrilled. "Don't be so defeatist. I was able to reroute the controls to the emergency thrusters to the engine panel on the left. Either you put me down, or risk doing it yourself."

He shook his head and smiled, glad that no-one could see. "I'll do it myself. Don't want to risk you here." Cracking his knuckles unprofessionally (something he had learned from Mendez), he reached his armored hands to the panel and toggled the three switches that controlled the powerful chem thrusters. A rumbling like thunder shook the corvette and shrieks of the metal armor tearing away pierced his sensitive ears.

He closed his eyes tight and prayed that what he did might actually save them.

With a heavy whump, the ship tore across the icy surface of the planet, gouging holes in the permafrost as it went. Two kilometers later, it finally slowed to a grinding halt. He got out of his seat, helped her out as well; then he stood aside as she kicked the escape pod hatch open. It was a short drop to the ground, one easily absorbed by their MJOLNIR armor.

He looked around. Nothing. For miles on miles on miles. Just ice and snow and... smoke? He pointed and said, "There. Let's move."

Nicole flashed her acknowledgement light and activated her emergency E-BAND transponder. Hopefully someone would pick them up.

SPARTAN-091, SPARTAN-095, and the artificial intelligence known as Juliet had arrived. And things weren't looking any better than where they'd left from.

 SPARTAN-091   HelmetComm undefined Juliet  23:42, 3 August 2007 (UTC)

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'Ughmaee looked down at his armour, he and these pieces of hardened metal and energy have been through hell and back. But now he was not sure if his armour would fit him anymore, the thoughts and questions that were coursing thourgh his body had made his body grow. He was interupted by a new body aura entering his room.

"'I would think you died by now, you and your crazy tatices of running straight into battle without a second thought, also throwing your self in the line of exterme fire to save a small minor," said 'Konoyee as he walked in with his armour already firmly on his body, two plasma rifles and a energy sword straped to his belt and a carbine tied to his back.

"I do that because i'm a loyal soldier and not a coward like you," said 'Ughmaee with a slight smile on his face as he started to put on his armour. He felt a hand then connect with his head and he fell to the ground stunned. A Plasma rifle was then put to his head and words were whispered into his ear, "You are no more powerful then me do not push me."

'Konoyee then put the rifle back in his belt and walked out of the room. 'Ughmaee then got up and put on his armour, his head hurt. Damn that guy has some nerves he thought, he walked out of his room and off to the hanger. The door swished open and 1500 elites and 30 hunter pairs stood there looking up at a stage where 'Vordyee, 'Hertnee another zealot, 'Sedgee zealot and Rapheal stood waiting to address the crowd of warriors infront of them.

"Our finest day, more enemies surrond us but we will prevail, This is our hour, this is where we will fight to the death, This is where they die!!" yelled Rapheal to the crowd apparently he had already given them a rousing speech already. The elites and hunters ran onto the Phantoms and some ran to Biosuits. They launched and some of the biosuits were equiped with the heavy weapons for ship combat. The phantoms soared down to the planet each elite itching for a fight.

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Waiting for the Spartans, and Juliet, are four other Spartans. One is armed with a BR55 Rifle, covered in Covenant blood, another armed with assault rifle, a third with a sniper rifle, and the last holding two M7s (SMG) loosely in his armored hands. Both Spartans know who he is from reputation alone. The Spartan with the Magnums gives his greetings.

"Spartan-Group Lambda gives their... Warmest greetings," says the Spartan.

The Spartan is not wrong to hesitate in finishing that sentence. All four members have obvious signs of close-quarter combat with Covenant soldiers. Their armor, especially their boots, have smudges of the Covenant's signature blue blood. Also their weapons, too, have blood stains. The appearance of the squad does not seem very warm at all.

--Dubtiger 14:10, 4 August 2007 (UTC)

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Iota Seven dived out of the burning warthog, a large green fuel rod shot flew by her head and hit the warthog killing the marines inside. She pulled out her BR55 and pluged two brusts into the head of a elite. Dam didn't we have a alliance with these guys she thought as she pluged three more rounds into the elite killing it. A metal needle then flew right by her head and a small girl stood infront of her, another needle flew into her left knee. She tried to move her left leg but below her knee would not move, a needle then left the girls hand and went into her right elbow. That arm wouldn't move either she then felt many other needles fly into her body and then she couldn't move.

"What did you do to me!" she yelled as elites grabbed her and moved her to a spectre side seat. "Take her back to a Phantom and shut her up," said the girl in a slightly lower voice then a girl should sound like.

She tried to struggle but to no avail, the elites threw her onto the phantom and she was brought to the Golden Sanction.

SPARTAN-064 woke up What the hell happened last thing i remeber was landing in the HEV pod he thought has he got up. He whiped the snow from his armour, and looked around. Nothing but snow around here great, again perfect war conditions, he smiled he loved the smell of war. He looked around to see his Battle Rifle lying three feet away, he went over to grab it to find a cliff. Also on the cliff was his sniper, he picked that up and looked over the edge of the cliff. My god he thought as he looked over the edge to see the UNSC outpost in flames. It was a short jump from the the cliff to the top tower then he could climb into the tower and find what the base was under attack from. He jumped and landed rolling on impact, then climbed through the window. As he slipped in he saw a combat form straight infront of him, he pulled out he gladius and stabbed right thourgh the chest twisting the handle which made the blade spin killing the infection form instantly.

"Boy this is going to be a long night"

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"This is Master Sergeant Riza Holden of the UNSC Base on Arctic IV requesting assistance from Battlegroup Kings Hearts, can anyone hear me, over?" The long-range COM crackled and spit more static, then a voice came through, scratchy but goood enough to hear what they were saying "conirmed Sergeant, reinforcements are on their way, if you don't mind my asking Sergeant, exaclty what is attacking the base?" Riza paused for a bit, she looked back at the Human barricade of Marines defending the door. She continued, "an undocumented species has attacked the base, they're small sacs that are held up by a few tentacles, they can latch themselves onto a different creature and after a while the sac-thing takes control of it, sorry sir, thats all we can basically tell you about at the moment.""I see," the voice said, "all our available reinforcements will be sent down, give 'em hell, Marines." The voice ceased and the static took over again. Riza sighed and looked out the window of the command center that showed the courtyard. Complete chaos was a word that best described it now. Several Marines had refused to be "taken over" and had promptly shot themselves. It hadn't mattered though, the sac-things just burrowed into their bodies and gained control. "We can't just sit in here and watch," she said to the Marines, "we have to fight 'em off until the reinforcements arrive." Riza actually saw a smile flicker across their faces, we were wondering when you were gonna give us that order."

SPARTAN-077, Edward, found the planet they were descending to had some strange beauty in it. Strange, as he had read all available databanks on this planet and had found out that almost all the documented species on it were savage and had attacked both the other animals and the Humans on it. But yet, Edward did find the planet peaceful looking, the COM in his helmet spit some static and then came through clearly, "ETA 10 minutes, I recommend you guys get your gear packed up and ready," Edward didn't need too, so he took the time to look at one of the viewports to look at what else the Fleet has sent as reinforcements. It was impressive. 50 other Pelicans with troops attachments jammed full of troops. Edward did math figures in his head. Whatever had attacked the UNSC Base definately wouldn't have a chance against this. But, he reminded himself, I've beeen wrong.

--Captain 077, ready for duty(Frequencies are clear, go ahead sir)( Ops completed) 14:34, 7 August 2007 (UTC)

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Tuan looked as the phantom flew away. 2 more started to come to the surface. "Great! More hostiles! Better take care of this fast." He muttered to himself. Tuan pulled out a surface-to-air missile and fired it at the first phantom. The dropship flew out of control and crashed into the surface before exploding killing everyone inside. The second phantom dropped several Minor elites and a single major elite. Tuan pulled out his MA5K and fired AP rounds at the elites. Even though his Mk II SPI armour offered slight invisibility the elites knew his location and opened fire with plasma rifle. "James! The cave entrance is hot! Repeat the cave entreance is hot! Find out whatever you needed to know down there then lets get out of here! I don't know how much longer I can hold these guys off." He broadcasted on the Team's comm. "Roger that Tuan! We are getting out of here. Admiral. Mind giving us some help?" Said Will over fleetcomm. The slight shadows of the others in their SPI armour came from the cave. A pelican landed and the team boarded it. "Take us to the UNSC Passchendaele! We have some information that Admiral Falconi might like."

--<font color="#000000">Staff Sergeant-G023 <font color="#FF0000">Comm Channel <font color=#000000>Mission History 20:59, 7 August 2007 (UTC)

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"This is Battlegroup Montgomery we are exiting the slipspace. Request order mission to the admiral Falconi."

The Battlegroup Montgomery was a large battlegroup assigned to the UNSC 14th nomad fleet. "We have 4 full division of marines for you!."

The 80,000 marines of the Montgomery battlegroup are make contact with the groud deploying Scorpion thank, Cougar,hornet and Sparrowhawk, dresiing a perimeter for evacution of prisonner and dead the 4th armored division is now deploying a large front line. User:Chief frank 001

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"This is 'Vordyee calling Rapheal we have found the objective we are now sending recon lances down into the tunnels," said 'Vordyee into the radio comm. He repeated this message 3 times then gathered his own lance, he looked into the tunnel with the large Forerunner symbols carved right into the stone. The big metal door with large door handle, 'Vordyee put his hand on the metal door and turned the handle, pushed and walked into the dark.

"Keep your head up, be ready for anything," Cautioned 'Vordyee as he drew his carbine and turned on a light. The rest of his lance did the same except some drew plasma rifles. As they continued walking their lights and the lights of other lances pierced the darkness the blue glow of the plasma rifles shadowing the split in the elites face. Then all hell broke loose, red beams shoot everywhere hitting the elites in the back of the group. They fell down dead as a doornail, the elites started firing destorying the sentinels in seconds.

"Casualties report," said 'Vordyee as he reloaded his carbine. "2 elites dead, 3 wounded," said the minor beside him.

"We are going back to the entrance and getting medical care for the wounded, then we will wait for Rapheal to come then we will get farther without triggering the defensive precautions" said 'Vordyee as they retreated back to the entrance.

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