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"It's about time." Thought the man as he emerged from a cryo chamber into a room lit only small running lights which cast a blue tint to the objects in the room.
"Humph. Five hundred years in cryo and they can't even be here to welcome me back to the world of the living" He said as he walked to a rack holding a suit of armor.
The armor coated in a thick layer of dust shone bright as the day it was made after a slight dusting. The titanium alloy painted black with gold highlights was molded in an impressive display of craftsmanship. The suit as a whole was streamlined with sharp edges and the gold highlights marked strange slots in the suits design four on the side of each leg, five on the side of each arm and two large ones on the back on the edge of the shoulder blades. The helmet had a swept back look to it with two fins raised off the sides starting at the ears all fronted by a gold visor. On the shoulder was an etched insignia of a star with wings underneath which was etched USAF SPRTN-1.
"Perfect." Whispered the man.
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On earth the Covenant are running rampant killing all humans with a single-mindedness that can only be brought about by fanaticism. Yet it is not without losses. Most humans are not content with just lying down and dying without taking at least one of the invaders with them. Many are also banding together and forming ragtag militias and either protecting those unable to defend themselves such as children and injured, or attempting to push forward to meet up with real military……
"Eat this you squid faced-"the rest of the remark was drowned out spay the chatter of automatic weapons fire and the yells of grunts and elites as they were mowed down by slugs ranging to .22s to full sized mortars courtesy of scavenged army, and marine personnel as well as local pawn shops.
"I really hate this, I'm a teacher not a soldier." Said Mike to one of the nurses crouched next to him helping hand out ammunition to those manning the guns. This statement could not have been truer. At 6'2 and 190lbs Mike was in no way suited for any kind of military activity against his own species much less a smattering of many different races of alien life forms.
"You're not the only person" answered the nurse. "The kids are scared to death, just by being in this hole, much more so with all this racket."
And true to her statement the cries of the children they had escorted from the school and protected to this point were steadily getting louder.
"I'm out!" yelled one of the gunners. "Give me a clip of .45!"
"Last one!" Mike yelled as he threw the man the last clip of ammo "That's it guys were out"
"We're what!?" Yelled all of the soldiers in unison.
"I told you that's all! Were out of ammo! No mas! Better make what you got count!" Shouted Mike.
Slowly the chatter and whines of the guns grew quieter as those that were out of ammo dropped back and took up machetes and pipes and whatever else they could get their hands on. Finally the last gun went silent.
There was a silence broken only by the slow march of covenant soldiers and the mocking laughter of Elites, until after what seemed like and eternity about five Elites appeared into view over the small ridge.
"Well guys, I think it's safe to say that we are royally screwed." Said one of the former gunners.
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"Great we come all this way, save and protect the kids for weeks just to be taken down by some freak of ------"Once more the man's sentence was drowned out by gunfire this time however it was just single bursts which succeeded in tearing the lead elites face off along with dropping a couple of it's cohorts before the rest re-activated their energy shields.
As one all of those present including the Grunts and children looked to where the shots had come from to see a fairly large man in shining black armor with what appeared to be gold bands ringing key points on his armor. The warrior as he could not be anything less in the minds of those watching him clipped the still smoking pistol onto his belt and pulled out what appeared to be two cut down rifles which he aimed at the largest elite in shining gold armor with two of the feared energy swords in its hands.
"You". The voice which was heard was one of a man yet it sounded surprisingly young. "Pull out and let these people be or I will have to force you to do so."
"Pathetic human, do you think that just because of your arrival that we would turn tail and hide? Sneered the elite commander. "Kill him"
The man exploded into motion dodging every shot thrown at him by the covenant arsenal. Needles, plasma, rockets, grenades, and shrapnel were all deftly avoided by this soldier who moved like the wind. Finally, he returned fire. Those armed with heavy weapons were the first to be dispatched along with one grunt who was gunned down in the middle of throwing a plasma grenade. The grenade fell to the ground and vaporizing a couple of Jackals and setting many more Grunts on fire. And still the warrior had not taken so much a scratch from the hundreds of rounds being fired at him. And so the pattern would repeat a sequence of dodging and firing by the humanoid warrior. All while working his way to the almost forgotten band of men, Women, and children huddled in the hole.
Yet unbeknownst to everyone watching the firefight, the gold armored Elite had activated his cloaking and was coming around to the back of the small group where the young nurse was trying to console a crying child. With a menacing twisted smile both energy swords were activated and he brought them down and felt them both connect……….
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