UNSC destroyer Arizona
December 7, 2550
Edge of UNSC controlled space
"Another contact has just entered space!"
"Get a firing solution and fire when ready."
"MAC guns charged…firing MAC guns!"
Four white hot MAC slugs streaked through space at the doomed Covenant cruiser. They impacted the alien ship at the bow. The rounds gutted the ship and caused secondary along its smooth surface.
Captain Denarius Phenix looked out at the battle. Four heavy armed and armored Covenant ships against one lone UNSC destroyer, he had had worse odds…and nearly died too. He had an artificial leg to remind him of his near death experience.
"Enemy ship destroyed sir." Called Lieutenant Johnston, the ship's radar officer.
"Plasma torpedoes inbound at new vector!" Johnston yelled.
"Fire emergency thrusters on my mark," said Captain Phenix coolly.
He was referring to the thrusters that were placed in strategic points around the Arizona's hull. They contained two highly volatile chemicals that, when mixed, caused a tremendous explosion and blew the ship onto a new course.
"Mark!" he yelled and braced against the railing.
The entire ship lurched to the side and the twin plasma torpedoes streaked past the Arizona and hit another Covenant ship. The torpedoes plowed through the ship's shields and exploded in the center of the ship causing it to split in half.
Well at least I only have two ships to deal with, Phenix thought to himself.
He turned to Lieutenant Rodriguez, "Get me a firing solution on the ship that just fired on us, only fire two MAC rounds, leave the other two in reserve."
"Aye Aye sir," replied the weapons officer.
"Deploy a Shiva too, lets give these sons of bitches something to remember us by." Phenix said with a wicked grin on his face.
Rodriguez smiled, "Done."
"Firing solution online sir, waiting for your orders." The weapons officer said.
Phenix made some mental calculations and then wrote a set of coordinates down.
"Deploy the Shiva at these coordinates then fire the MAC rounds."
"Deploying Shiva, firing MAC cannons… MAC rounds away sir, impact in three seconds."
The two rounds struck the Covenant destroyer on the nose. The shields shimmered white, but held. The two remaining Covenant ships turned on the Autumn.
"That's right you bastards, come and get us." Phenix said quietly to himself.
The two ships' plasma turrets started glowing a fierce red.
"Detonate the Shiva now!" Phenix yelled at Rodriguez.
"Shiva detonation in three…two…one…mark!"
A brilliant white light engulfed the two Covenant ships. The monitors on the Arizona blinked out.
"Get back up power online now." Phenix ordered.
The monitors flashed back on and showed one ship completely destroyed, and the other turning sluggishly towards them.
"Fire the remaining two MAC rounds, send them to hell son." He ordered Rodriguez.
"Aye sir."
The two heavy rounds tore threw what was left of the ship. It's hull twisted and bent and slowly tore apart. Phenix let out a sigh of relief, amazingly enough, they had won this fight.
Johnston stood up, "Sir, may I say that that was some of the best moves I have ever seen."
Phenix smiled, "Thank you son, nice to know that you guys appreciate my work."
The crew on the bridge started applauding and Phenix sat down. He was exhausted and was looking forward to getting back to Earth.
"Lieutenant Stanford, what's the status of our Slipspace engines?"
"They're operational sir, but it will be a minute before I can get them charged up." Replied the navigations officer.
"Good; Johnston, plot a randomized vector and get us the hell out of here."
"Aye aye sir." Johnston typed in a set of coordinates and checked to make sure that they complied with the Cole Protocol.
"Coordinates ready sir," he announced.
"Stanford?"
"Engines are green sir."
"Then lets get out of here."
Streaks of light appeared around the ship as it punched its way into Slipspace.
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UNCS destroyer Arizona
December 10, 2550
Uncharted planet
"All hands battle stations, all hands battle stations! This is not a drill, I repeat, this is not a drill. Lets move it people, we have a combat situation on our hands."
"Johnston where the hell did they come from?" Phenix demanded.
"They were here before we got here sir. I think we stumbled onto one of their operations." Came the reply.
"Damn, how long before they notice us?" he asked.
Just then, a streak of plasma blazed past the ship.
"Umm, I think they noticed us sir." Came the reply.
"Ok boys and girls, lets get ready for round two. Arm the MAC cannons and hold on to your hats."
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Author's notes: As you may have figured out, this is not the sequel to my first fic. I might do a sequel but I might not. I'm kind of bad at making characters so I need somebody to help me out with that kind of stuff. Anyway, read and review so I can know how bad this sucks.