Elite vs Predator
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"General?" One of the Unggoy turned to the tall Sangheili from his station.
'What is it?"
"Our station to the east has sent out a distress signal. It seems they have engaged the humans in mass and are requesting reinforcements."
So the battle has begun? Good, my blood stirs for combat. He turned to the ultra standing by his side.
"Gather a vanguard for an assault. Wipe out the humans and report back."
"Yes General."
As the ultra ran off the Sangheili General turned to look over the canyon in the distance. The Covenant post was stationed on a small cliff, so it provided an excellent view of the planet.
"A pity it will be glass soon," he mused to himself. It will only be a matter of time until the glory of journey is brought to this planet as it has for countless others.
-0-
"Where are they?!" Every Unggoy in the room flinched at their leader's anger, his fellow Sangheili continuing with their duties as if this were a regular occurence.
"I don't know sir, they haven't reported back."
"It's been hours, why haven't they contacted us?" One of the Sangheili minors spoke up.
"Perhaps the humans defeated them." The other warriors laughed at him, thinking the absurdity impossible. The General on the other hand, is not so blind. It is certainly a possibility that the humans killed them. It's been done before, even without the help of the dreaded demons. He held up his hand, silencing the room.
"Ready my ship for departure."
-0-
An hour passed and three phantoms flew across the sky, each one filled to the brim with both Sangheili and Unggoy warriors. The General looked over his soldiers, eyeing each one of them carefully until the pilot called back to him.
"General, we are approaching the facility."
"Good, drop us down on the main entrance. Have the others circle around and enter through the sides."
"Yes General."
The moment they hit dirt each one drew a weapon. A group of a dozen Unggoys, three minors, two ultras and the General who wielded a focus rifle cautiously approached the metal facility. The grey walls were scorched, clearly indicating battle, but so far no bodies were to be seen. Activating the door controls, the group made their way inside. The halls were dark as many of the lights were shot and the ones that weren't flashed sporadically.
"Stay silent and watch your motion trackers," the General ordered his troops nodding in confirmation. They marched forward, finding more scorch marks and bullet holes in the walls but still no bodies. The hall eventually led to a circular room littered with shell casings, broken weapons, blood, scorch marks, bullet holes, but completely empty of bodies.
"This doesn't make sense," one of the ultras said. "There were obvious casualties here, but where are they?"
The General walked forward. He kneeled to the ground, carefully examining the footsteps in the blood. Both human and Covenant running in sporadic and random patterns. He looked up at the walls seeing that the marks where in random places.
As if they didn't know where the enemy was, but that doesn't make sense!
A tiny *plop* sounded near him, so quiet it was almost unnoticeable. He looked to his shoulder to see a small drop of red on his orange armor. He pressed his finger against it and brought it to his nose and toke a deep sniff.
Blood?
He looked up and gasped, his soldiers following suit. They had found the bodies. Both human and Covenant hung from the ceiling and were skinned like a hunter's kill. The group was speechless. What could have done this? Why were both sides killed like this?
"This is not good," the General stated before activating his communicator. "Casualties confirmed. Commanders report in."
-Talon squad reporting in, no contact.-
"Acknowledged, Fire squad report." Silence. "Fire squad, report!" He was still met with silence. "What is going on-"
-Sir! Contact, contact!-
"What's happening?!"
-Where is it?!-
-I don't see it!-
-Where did it go?!-
-AGH!-
The General deactivated his communicator and turned back to his troops who looked at him with confusion. He eyed them for a moment before addressing them.
"You two," he pointed to the ultras. "You come with me. We're going to find whatever the hell did this and we are going to kill it. The rest of you, return to the ships."
They nodded and turned back down the hall they came through. The General, as intimidating as he could be, would not endanger their lives needlessly. He drew his focus rifle and turned to the remaining ultras, one with a fuel rod the other with a concussion rifle.
"Let's go."
With that, they activated their cloaks and stalked down the opposite hall.
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It was quiet the General thought. Too quiet. They had already found the missing squads. Or what was left of them. Many of them were strung up like the first they had found, but a few of them had either their heads, spines, or both removed from their bodies. The fallen warriors' wounds consisted of both slashes from metal blades and plasma burns. Each one was placed in a fatal spot. Whoever this foe was, they were experienced killers no doubt about it. The three invisible forms walked found themselves in yet another circular room, this one completely empty. The General stopped, the others stopping behind him. He deactivated his cloak and walked forward slowly. Something wasn't right. The ultras behind him deactivated their cloaks and stood beside him. The General scanned over the room again. His eyes widened when he caught sight of a small distortion of light.
"It's a trap!"
Not a moment later a ball of plasma flew across the room, striking the ultra with the concussion rifle in the front of his head, his shields being torn through like nothing and his head exploding in purple grey matter. The last two Sangheili dove to the side activating their cloaks and remained unmoving. With their cloaks active radar was useless so they relied on their senses to find their hidden enemy. The General looked over to where he knew his comrade to be. Not a moment he looked a spear appeared out of nowhere a plunged through the cloaked ultra. He could see them! The General uncloaked and fired his rifle at the spear's wielder. A small splash of green blood appeared and splattered against the wall. Another bolt of plasma shot out and struck his rifle. He rolled to the first ultra and took his rifle, only for it to explode from yet another plasma blast. He growled and slowly rose to his feet. His enemy deactivated his cloak revealing a very human like creature, but he was far too large. He was the size of a demon.
"Why would you attack the humans? I thought they were allies with the demons."
The demon did not respond, instead answering with clicks like that of an insect. The demon held up his spear in a challenge and the General was happy to oblige as he drew his energy sword. The two warriors circled each other for a moment before charging. The general began with a slash of his sword, the demon bringing up his spear to block. They were both surprised to see the sword cleave the spear in two. The Sangheili slashed again, cutting into the demons shoulder armor, but he backed up before it could reach flesh. The demon shrugged off the damaged armor before extending a blade on his wrist. He charged this time bringing the metal blade and cut into the surface of the General's armor. The struck once more and cut the blade off once again. This time when the demon backed away he put significant distance between them and activated a red laser sight on his mask and aimed it at the General. He readied himself but the bolt never came. Instead, the demon deactivated his gun and took it off his shoulder. He reached down and removed an assortment of knives from his belt, dropping them to the ground. Understanding the demon's intent, the General dropped his sword. The demon reached up to his mask, removing two wires and then the mask, revealing a scaled face with four mandibles and an inner mouth, a large forehead and cratered eyes. The demon let out an ear piercing roar and when the General did the same, they charged.
The two titans locked hands and pushed against each other, strength for massive strength. But it seemed that the General had the upper hand as he slowly pushed the demon back. His small victory of strength was short lived as the demon brought his head back and slammed it into the Sangheili's snout followed by a backhand to the face. While his opponent was disoriented, the demon seized the chance to tackle his abdomen and ram his back into the wall delivering blow after blow with his knee. The General recovered quickly and slammed his elbow into the demons back and grabbing him by the dreadlocks causing him to release his grip on the taller Sangheili.
The General brought up his talons and slashed them across the demons face making him roar in anger. He followed it by grabbing the demon's neck and slamming him into the wall, lifting him off the ground. A fist to the General's face broke one of his mandibles with a sickening crunch. He tossed the demon into the ground and straddled him, delivering blow after blow to his face. A kick to his chest sent him onto his back and the demon was on him in an instant. Using his superior strength, he threw the Demon to the side, slamming his head into the wall. He grabbed him by the dreads and once again slammed him into the wall. Then again. And again. He stopped and released his grip on the demons rubbery dreads. He got to his feet as his tired and bloody muscles protested. When he stood up fully he looked down at the fallen demon.
"May your gods accept you, for you were a worthy opponent."
In an instant, the demon lashed out, grabbed his foot, and the General fell to the ground. The demon climbed onto him again taking a tight hold of his mandibles and in great feat of strength, ripped them from the General's head. He roared in agony but the demon wasn't done. He grabbed hold of his head and tore it from the shoulders. The demon stood tall, thrust his trophy into the air and released a mighty roar of triumph. The Sangheili General was dead.
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