Hope you enjoy the story, alittle humor with much action, enjoy.
The Prologue.
Location: Epsilon Eridani system, above the planet Reach; Aboard a unidentified Covenant Cruiser.
Date and time recorded: September 28th, 2552/ 0615 hours.
The Covenant Cruiser stood motionless within the dark depths of space…cold…vast…unknowing; The thought of just how cold space actually was sent what could be perceived as a shiver down the long worm composed spine of Binar. The 12 foot tall behemoth remained motionless within the darkness that filled the expanse of his room. The Hunter's eyes gazed out of the glass window, falling upon the recently conquered planet of Reach, a planet in which himself and Ferro had taken the lives of numerous human's, combatants and non combatants alike.
The door's to the room would part, the igniting purple glow from such action would bathe Binar for a few seconds. However, Binar would not turn…he knew that no other Covenant race would enter, much alone without permission. Ferro would stand before the door's, already closed, yet the purple glow remained partially active throughout various spot's within the room.
"When I left you stood before that very same window and you still remain there after two hours….why?" Ferro could never understand the thought pattern of his bond brother; Binar, a deep thinker, the cool collective one, meditation was often performed in his spare time. Ferro would only shake his head at this thought, he was a Hunter of action, he never understood the use of meditation…he only understood the act of fighting and training. Sometimes there two personalities clashed, butting heads a few times but they always covered each others back and accomplished there mission in the end.
"It is rather relaxing…peaceful you might say." Binar spoke, his gaze still remained forth and upon the planet which sat underneath the Cruiser; The Ascended Truth.
Ferro would only shake his head as he moved deeper within the room, standing beside his bond brother, both standing at a equal height of twelve feet. "I say it is a waste of time and I think you should be training…with me!" Ferro exclaimed.
Binar said nothing, his gaze remained steady, lost in thought. Binar Droc Andor and Ferro Droc Rastim were one of the most deadliest and well known Hunter pairs within the Covenant and the thought of training would only bring forth a small grunt from the form of Binar. "Training…Why? A planet has just been conquered and already you are concerned about the next battle…isn't a planet good enough for now?"
"A planet is fine, however further conflict is upon the horizon, training is a necessity. Are reputation in battle is well known…even reaching the attention of the High Council!" A tone of pride was evident within Ferro's voice. It wasn't that Binar had no pride, he loved the feeling of crushing a humanoid underneath the might of a sturdy swing of his shield; It is just sometimes, he enjoys the peace of space and some time alone.
"I know, I know my brother." Binar placed a right hand upon Ferro's shoulder; What was considered a hand was actually…well a hand but it had three rather large claws, this would be the same for the opposing hand as well. The notorious Fuel Rod Gun was unattached to there right hands as well as the massive shields upon both of there left hands and shoulders. The fuel rod gun had been removed after Ferro completed his training simulation.
When combat was initiated or when the ship was on deployment, then the notable features of the Hunter's would be brought forth and dawned upon there physical form; However, at this moment, battle was absent and a moment of relaxation was felt throughout the ship…the hatred for the human race however…grew by the second.
Binar would be the first to turn away from the captivating seen of a Covenant dominated planet, his armored feet would take him across the deck of the room to a rather familiar spot; This was where he usually sat and commenced meditation. Taking a seat might make these giants seem smaller, yet there spines added even greater height to what they already displayed.
"Your not going to meditate, are you?" Ferro asked.
"Care to join me?" Binar would counter with.
What could be perceived as a laugh, deep and coming straight from the depths of Ferro's gullet would rise forth. Ferro would move himself before his brother, the purple glow of the room revealing the orange "soft spots" of these mammoth creatures. "I will make a deal with you Binar, the day a human draws blood from my body…that will be the day I sit down and meditate!" Another hardy chuckle would escape the confines of the face region of Ferro.
"Alright, sounds easy enough." Binar would mimic the same laugh, teasing his bond brother a bit.
"That will be the day." Ferro followed up with a snorting sound. Ferro would leave his Binar to his meditation, unlike his brother, Ferro was constantly on the move; This was evident due to the fact he was already heading to the door's once more…most likely to train,
Noticing this, Binar would halt his Ferro's movement with a question. "Have we received are next set of orders? What is our next destination?"
Stopping abruptly, Ferro would turn his head, glancing in the general direction of Binar. "Yes we have received our orders, another planet shall feel the wrath of the Droc's!" Ferro would say there bond name proudly.
This would only light Binar's curiosity and he would press with a second question, well the one which was unanswered "Which planet?"
Silence would fall between the two, the only sound around them would be that of the scrambling footsteps of the Grunts in the hallway…."Earth….we leave in a two days, better get some training in my brother, this will be one great battle…the extinction of the human race." With that the door's would part, the glow would bathe that within reach and they would close once again.
Binar would let his massive body relax, as much as possible for that matter; However…Earth was now his topic of interest. The last great stronghold of the human race, there home world, a end to this war possibly?
"A great battle indeed…" Binar whispered as the darkness consumed him and meditation followed, the last bit of peace and quiet before the invasion, the start of a new conflict, one which will surely test the strength of Droc brothers.