The Devil's Messenger, Enlisted
Act I: A Warm Welcome
Ch. 1: Brutality Loves Company As Well
Author's Intro/Foreword: Welcome people of all upper teenage years and beyond! – unless you're reading this and not supposed to…This is my first fanfiction story that I have ever made, however, this is not the first story I have ever made. So hopefully my skillz from past works will contribute to this and my first fanfic won't be too horrible. All I can say now is to enjoy the story, review, and get ready to read, read, read – not necessarily in that order. Now time for my warning…then format and disclaimer…
WARNING! – That was appropriate. Anyways, this is one of the many chapters you can read that include some pretty gruesome scenes. I'm going to be honest right now about how I turn into a sadist when I do CQC (Close Quarters Combat) fights. Don't forget the inappropriate language which will undoubtedly consist of either cuss words, or some risqué things (There are some Spanish ones in here too :D) Besides that, there is an OC involved! So if you hate them, I just ask you to please give mine a chance, and any others that may come along. Anything else for me to warn you about? Well, I recently learned a special word called "Smut" and there will be a small amount involved, peppered/lemoned around the Acts a little bit.
Format: This is going to be written in a special way: like, I'll always have an intro, short warning (if needed), and a disclaimer in the beginning of each chapter. I will also have one or two quotes from the chapter, at the beginning of the chapter, just because I like the kind of effect it gives. After the quote/s will be the body, then a short (possibly crappy) random quote from the real world, then the chapter question/s, a story advertisement and my desperate pleas for your reviews. I don't know if I'll add anything later on, or have intermission chapters that have nothing to do with the plot or the story, or whatever else may come to my mind. I basically go with the flow and just wing everything; but I'm open to suggestions! All I ask is to tell me what I do wrong, if there are any typos, please point them out to me – no matter how small they are. Oh! I also will split my story into Acts, Chapters, and occasionally subchapters…why? I'm different, that's why. Don't forget my little XxXxX thingies that designate a new scene, and the borrowed & modified version of Halo: First Strike's Place and Time thingy.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Halo series…if I did, then I would be using their ideas to colonize other planets already and we would be fighting a whole s**t load of aliens.
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"You better not shoot me,"
"Day're all over us!"
1222 Hours, September 30th, 2552 (Military Calendar)/
Uh-144 Falcon, Somewhere over the Amazon Rainforest, Earth
High above ground, helicopter blades could be heard resounding in the forest with their constant whirring sound. A small squad of ODSTs was discussing their assignment while flying over a dense forest. The machine they were in was a UH-144 Falcon.
"So dere's supposed to be a group of Covies somewhere down dere?" asked one of the ODSTs with a thick southern accent. He had a picture of a boar's head on the shoulder pad of his Battle Dress Uniform.
"Yes, we should be coming upon a score of Covenant soon, Private Richard," said the leader of the group; he had the highest ranking insignia on his armor, Warrant Officer Grade 3.
"You sure…" asked Private Richard again.
"Stop being a dick, Dick," spoke up a woman with a stern voice. She had a Sergeant Grade 2 insignia on her armor, and she had her visor down, revealing a sun-blessed face and piercing black eyes.
"Sgt. Alice, that was uncalled for," said the Warrant Officer with a bored tone in his voice as if this was an everyday occurrence. As Sgt. Alice and Private Richard started bickering, the officer turned his attention to the fourth ODST who hasn't spoken up yet. "How 'bout you Rookie, got anything to comment about?"
Instead of saying anything, the Rookie shook his head and proceeded to stare out the open part of the Falcon, looking at the endless forestry.
"Figueroa, help me out here. I'm trying to make you feel more welcome," said the Officer.
"No need sir, we have our quarry," replied Figueroa looking out at an encampment of Covenant in a large clearing. The Officer stared at where Figueroa was looking at and swore to himself.
"Richard, Figueroa! On the turrets now!" ordered the Officer. "Alice, maneuver the Falcon over the encampment and away from those Shade Turrets!"
The Covenant group noticed the ODSTs and started firing their assortment of plasma and other kinds of weapons. There were at least thirty Covenant in all; consisting of every species. There was an engineer supplying the stronger Covies with over shields. Two Grunts in Shade Turrets were firing at the Falcon as Sgt. Alice tried to strafe out of their way. Figueroa was able to kill three jackals and a Brute from so far away, but the ammunition had little effect when Sgt. Alice flew them too far out of reach.
"Get me closer!" demanded Figueroa.
"Lazarus, are you fucking insane?" yelled back Alice.
"If you wanted me dead before, this should be a pretty easy decision for you. After all, it is the perfect opportunity to get rid of me," said Lazarus coolly. Alice remained silent for a moment while she contemplated lowering the Falcon. She decided yes, this is the best opportunity to get rid of him. Roughly lowering the Falcon as she fired a missile at one of the Hunters, the Lekgolos flew back a bit without dying from the explosion. Private Richard only killed two Grunts so far, as he was basically spraying the area.
"You better not shoot me," said Lazarus after he let go of the turret and quickly grabbed his SRS-99 Sniper Rifle, a combat knife and a M6G Magnum. He jumped out of the Falcon before the unnamed Warrant Officer could protest. Landing in the dirt, Lazarus quickly rolled to absorb the fall. One of the Jiralhanae tried to charge at him so he picked up his fallen M6G and started firing at the hairy Sasquatch's head. The Brute never stopped running towards him and tried to slash Lazarus with the back of its Bruteshot. The wicked, curved blade missed Lazarus, so he decided to follow the leader and use his own blade weapon. The recruit took out his combat knife while rolling underneath the Brute's legs, then coming out of the roll he stabbed his knife through the bastard's left knee. The Brute roared in pain and tried to fire the Bruteshot at close range, but our Rookie reacted quickly and stuck his knife through the Brute's arm and redirected the shot. The grenade launcher then fired at a Hunter's back, killing it instantly as its body was hit and then flew forward from the blast. Lazarus then proceeded to wrench the knife out of the Brute's arm, sending a spray of extraterrestrial blood onto the floor. He proceeded to stab the back of the Brute's other knee, which finally caused the beast to fall down, holding its useless arm in agony and unable to move from its position on the floor. Lazarus got up, and what seemed a quick walk over to the Brute, took him only a couple seconds – they were the longest two seconds for that Brute's life. When our Rookie reached the alien's head, he stuck his magnum barrel into its mouth.
"Demon!" roared the Brute defiantly as Lazarus pulled the trigger, blowing the brains out of the monster's skull. Most of the blood fell onto the floor, some onto Lazarus Figueroa's hands, the rest onto his helmet's visor. He wiped it off as he snuck into the woods.
"Dat Bastard deserded us!" yelled Richard trying to kill some more Grunts, but he only succeeded in scattering them into cover. Alice gave a humph while the Warrant Officer just replaced Lazarus on the turret. The Officer saw the gruesome display that the Rookie put on – he cringed, just thinking about it. The Falcon continued to fire at the small targets below when suddenly three Banshees came flying towards them. The alien vehicles started firing repeated plasma cannons at the ODSTs in the air. Down below, Lazarus made his way around the forest; he kept firing at the Covenant straight in between the eyes with his Sniper Rifle. As he neared closer to one Grunt, Lazarus killed 8more enemies already. As he neared closer to the encampment, there was a Grunt that was looking for something, or someone – most likely him. Sneaking up behind the Grunt, Lazarus snapped the midget's neck and it released a satisfying cracking noise as the creature crumpled. Lazarus noticed his team's struggle above with the Banshee, so he quickly grabbed the Grunt's plasma grenades and ran out to the encampment clearing.
"Day're all over us!" yelled private Richard as he tried to fire at the Banshees that were doing extravagant flips and dodging his turret's bullets.
"It's only three Banshees, Dick! You just can't aim!" spat back Sgt. Alice, trying to steer away from a homing fuel rod blast.
"Work on taking down those fliers, you can flirt later on," said the Warrant Officer, trying to destroy the nearest Banshee.
"Sorry, Draco," said Richard, finally giving a name for the Officer.
"Don't - use - my - name - Dick!" screamed Draco, getting so angry that he managed to take down one of the Banshees. Richard was only able to batter one up pretty badly with his turret while Alice tried her best to give the two a good shot and stay away from enemy fire. She tried to get a lock on with one of her missiles, but the plasma armed Covenant vehicles were too swift and kept getting out of the red n' ready symbol. Each time she would get a lock-on and the symbolic beeps would start playing, her target would move out of the way. The enemies down below were focusing on finding the runaway ODST that was killing their soldiers left and right. The rookie kept out of their line of sight by nimbly running from cover to cover.
Lazarus came up behind a jackal who was on some high ground and behind a defensive barrier of a plasma shield. He wrung its frail neck quickly and then stole the Jackal's shield gauntlet and he ran to the steep, downward slope, 100 meters in front of him. The Brutes started firing Spiker weapons at him , but they got stuck in his newly acquired shield as he countered with a Frag Grenade that got sent between two Brutes. The ensuing explosion killed them both as the fragments of the grenade pierced skin, broke bones and got imbedded into internal organs.
Time for the final assessment of the battlefield: There now were 2 Brutes, 3 Jackals, 4 Grunts, 1 Hunter and still that 1 Engineer according to Figueroa's VISR Heads up Display. The remaining Brutes and Grunts were protected with Overshields, while the Jackals were on high ground away from the Engineer's influence. The lone Hunter was too far away and was firing its arm cannon at Figueroa, angry that its companion died. The Hunter was the most vulnerable at the moment, since it was close to explosive Plasma Crates. The Engineer could be taken out easier after killing the 2 Grunts on Shade Turrets and sniping back the rest of the Jackals could be easily done. The rest of the enemies could then be dealt with up close and personal.
That is what Lazarus saw all in the span of a second. He sees tables, charts and statistics where others only see a group of people or enemies. It wasn't the advanced technology on his head doing this; it was himself and his own ability to analyze a situation inhumanly fast. Lazarus was no robot – and he would take great offence to that allegation – he was just someone with special augmentations complementing an unchallenged ability.
Back to the battle, Recruit Figueroa started his step-by-step precision actions; he fired at the plasma crates next to the Hunter. The expelling energy from the concentrated blast killed the Hunter and sent its dead body flying, while Lazarus picked off a couple Jackals trying to shoot at him with their Covenant Carbines. He ran up on of the perches of the newly dead Jackals and avoided enemy fire as he did so. Looking at the trouble the Banshees were still giving his teammates, he chucked the Plasma Grenade he picked up earlier a low flying one as it passed by him. The grenade stuck to the vehicle's hull and exploded, sending it careening towards a screaming, shielded Grunt. The Grunt's life was ended with a sickening splat as the Banshee crashed. In the meantime, Lazarus picked up a fallen Jackal shield and ran towards the steep slope leading downwards to the rest of the enemies. Placing the shield under him like a skateboard, Lazarus left out four shots with his Sniper Rifle, killing the last Jackal and taking two shots to kill a shielded Grunt and take down the shields of another. At the bottom of the hill when Lazarus leaped off his makeshift board, he rapidly switched to his M6G Magnum and finished off the Grunt with a headshot, then finally rolling as he landed. He reloaded as he went into some cover and before he could even take a resting stop, a fuel rod blast nearly hit him where he stood. He took a few seconds out of the line of site from the attacker, before a gravity Hammer obliterated the boulder he was barricaded by, sending him flying a couple meters back.
When Lazarus fell on the ground, he quickly sprung himself up and tried shooting the Brute in the Head with his Magnum. The bullets only made it angrier – but that's what Figueroa wanted, because their armor is too thick to penetrate completely. Charging with its Hammer again, the Brute held it mightily over his head before he swung it down. On the Hammer's path downward, the Rookie evaded the shockwave by going into a somersault away from the beast and its weapon. When he got out of the roll, he sprinted across to the other Grunt in a Shade Turret and stuck one of its own Plasma Grenade on the creature's face. The turret was too slow to turn around in time for the Grunt to fire at him, which means the Grunt's head blew completely off in the blue light show, courtesy of the grenade. The ODSTs up above finally destroyed the last Banshee while Lazarus tried to destroy the Engineer with his Sniper. The poor creature made protesting noise as if it was scared as its own shield went down. One shot to it small head made it die and then explode with the bomb on its back. Now that the last two Brutes had no overshields, Lazarus could freely attack them.
He started off by shooting the one with the Fuel rod Gun instead of the Hammer. One shot with the SRS-99 to the head blew off its helmet; the next one through its left eye completely killing it. Little did he know that the Brute with the Hammer was right behind him and kicked him 5 meters away. The Chieftain was back for revenge as it brought its Gravity Hammer over his head again, aiming for the new recruit.
Up in the Falcon, the ODST's were looking at the close combat battle between the two down below with anxiety. The Brute wrenched the Sniper Rifle from Figueroa's hands before he could use it again, and then smashed the weapon down; breaking it.
"I won'd be able doo ged a shod ad 'im. Laz iz in da way!" yelled Private Richard. His phonic always got worse the longer the battle he was in; obviously, he wouldn't be a good communicator, but his teammates luckily understood him.
"None of us can take down that thing with them that close!" yelled Officer Draco. Down on the ground, it looked as if Lazarus couldn't make a dent with his Magnum at the large, overbearing beast. Then he blew off its headgear at close range making the Brute stagger back. Alice took her chance and got in low as the two brawlers below were temporarily apart.
"I got a shot!" she said giddily as she unclipped the cover for the missile button. Getting just the right path of trajectory, as the Brute started to roar, she pressed the red button with her thumb and two missiles flew directly towards it.
Lazarus looked up at the Chieftain not a few meters away; his Magnum was out of ammo and it was time to just rely on his combat knife again, but that was okay. He threw his gun away and the Brute made a wicked grin as it advanced slowly, fully focused on the prey in front of him. That's when Lazarus saw an odd gleam on the back blade of the Gravity Hammer. He heard the whizzing noise before he saw what caused it. Lazarus quickly tried to cover himself from the missile blast, turning to his right. The explosion rung in his ears as he saw the look of surprise on the Brute's face as it was killed by the missile, and as it caused Lazarus to fly back ten meters away, twisting in midair. Lazarus landed on a boulder with his already battered left side, falling down head first onto another large stone, cracking his skull as everything in his world went black.
Quote of the Chapter: "It is well that war is so terrible - otherwise we would grow too fond of it" – Robert E. Lee
I'm adopting this fun little addition from The Element commander. Sometimes I will have serious questions, sometimes I will not and sometimes I will ask a few questions…like this chapter. Basically, just make a funny answer to the questions and whichever I like will get featured every ten chapters in a little table or something like that...duh.
Chapter 1 Question:
1. How aboud dem applez?
2. Suggestions anyone?
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This is an idea I'm adopting from Burenda who is a great fan fiction writer of several different…uh, whatchamacallits (Real Word)…Fanbases? It's just to try and get some more popularity for them if I think their stories are awesome. They are most likely not going to have anything to do with Halo though…so if you just like Halo, eat breakfast with a Master Chief Doll, and/or have Xbox 360 wallpapers all about Halo…well, you may just want to stick to that series.
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Wish For The Past: by Burenda
A misspoken wish lands Goten in the past, traveling alongside Bardock, the grandfather he never knew. Concerned for his friend's safety, Trunks soon joins him, and together they travel from Vegeta-sei to Earth, trying to find a way back home. -Complete-
Personal opinion: This story had some great fighting scenes and Goten and Trunks are hilarious. Bardock is awesome, Chibi-Vegeta is awesome, the story's awesome, Burenda is awesome - nuff said. Not to mention how well this story is written, which I really appreciate to see when I want to read some good fanfiction.
My Final Pleas: PLEASE REVIEW! I need the criticism (Bad or Good) but please just keep it constructive and no flaming please! I appreciate the help because nobody's perfect – especially not me – and there is no other way to get people happy unless I know they are. Now, I am going to stop stressing my words and finish here.
Chapter 1 Mission accomplished, join the call to arms next time. HOORAH!