Ackerson's Ghosts
A Halo Fan Fic
Disclaimer: This story is non-cannon within the established Halo continuity. All events take place here are fictional and all items are property of Microsoft and 343 industries. This is just my take on certain events in the series and my way of how events should have followed from that. Now with the legal stuff out of the way, enjoy the show.
OVERTURE
OPERATION STEEL DAWN
0200 HOURS MARCH 15, 2558 (MILITARY CALENDAR)
HIGHCOM FACILITY BRAVO-6, SYDNEY AUSTRALIA, EARTH, SOL SYSTEM.
An alarm flashing red, Klaxons blaring, blood and bodies in the hallway; Bravo-6, known as the Hive to UNSC personnel, was the base of operations for HIGHCOM and the UNSC Security Council. It was safe and secure even during the Great War when Covenant forces attacked Sydney. However, the danger never came from the outside. Like most things in human history, the pain came from within.Admiral Serin Osman was lying on the floor of her office; her head riddled with bullet holes. Standing above her were her assassins. Six foot tall human giants clad in powered armor and armed with weapons ranging from Assault Rifles to Plasma Guns. They were Spartans; products of the UNSC trained to destroy insurrections and fight off the Covenant. They were created by ONI and now ONI's creations were turned against them.
One of the Spartans wearing a variant of MJOLNIR armor called Air Assault answered a voice on her COM.
"She's dead."
"Excellent" said the voice. "What about Hood?"
"Juno, Gold, Sword and Omaha reported in no sign of the Admiral."
"All right then, continue the mission. The fleet will report in soon. Hood will not leave Earth."
"Understood Colonel" said the Spartan before switching to TEAMCOM. "Sierra Squad, re-deploy and continue the sweep. Eliminate any remaining enemy personnel."
The squad answered with green status lights, which was a silent affirmative.
0412 HOURS MARCH 15, 2558 (MILITARY CALENDAR)
ON BOARD UNSC CARIO STATION
To say Fleet Admiral Lord Sir Terrance hood was miffed would be an understatement. He was furious.
"The Army, Spartans and the Elites... It seems like the universe has conspired against us."
"Sir?" a bridge officer asked. Lord Hood did not reply.
"Slipsace rupture detected. Slipsace rupture detected," the computer repeated.
A fleet of upgraded UNSC and Sangheili ships, the army rebelling on Earth with Spartans, Admiral Osman dead and the UNSC Security Council slaughtered. This was a coup.
But why and why were the Spartans joining it? Maybe it was because of their indoctrination but even so they followed protocol first and this was not in their nature.
"Sir," one of the com officers said, "We are being hailed by the lead ship, UNSC Desert Fox. Audio only."
"Open the frequency," Hood said. "This is Admiral Lord Hood of the UNSC Home Fleet. Identify yourself."
"This is Colonel Urban Holland of the UNSC Army, Admiral Hood. I request your surrender at once."
"Explain yourself Colonel," Hood answered.
"You are guilty of discrediting, disregarding and disrespecting the UNSC Army," said the Colonel in the most bitter of voices. "You have been negligent in your duties; allowing the Office of Naval Intelligence to run rouge, as well as supporting a civil war in our allied state."
"Your accusations are baseless." Hood said.
"The fact that you refused to invite us to the memorial services at Voi is proof of your crime." Holland said.
"That seems quite petty of you" Hood replied.
"The fact that you allowed ONI to arm our enemies to overthrow an ally, that despite all the sacrifice the Army gave to the UNSC during the war and the fact that you easily disregard us proves that you must be punished. Surrender Hood or my Spartans will dig you out."
Hood gave a short chopping motion to cut off the transmission.
"Battle Stations," he ordered.