Abate2
Chapter 1
Abandoned United Nations Space Station
"Bomb found, area secure, civilians evacuated." A young man reported into a COM channel link. The man, encased in the latest MJOLNIR armor, was in fact the Master Chief, codenamed Spartan-015. Moving in his bulky green armor as it was nothing and he looked at the 'gift' the Abaters gave the space station, a large spiked bomb in the shape of sphere, with a glowing red knob as its activation button. The Spartan approached the bomb and touched the knob, the red glow turned into a gentle green hue, signifying it was deactivated. "Bomb deactivated."
"Good work Master Chief, now, give it back to them." A voice with a German accent said over the COM channel. It was the only survivor of the species known as Kaleesh, General Grievous, who wasn't in fact a Kaleesh either, but instead, a cyborg. Six months prior to this, the Master Chief was just awakening from suspended animation for thirteen years, learning the ropes to the military, meeting others like him, namely Spartan-023, Michel Kreigler, and the Evas, Eva-00, simply known as Ray, Eva-01, Shinji Ikari, and Eva-02, Alexis Langley Soryu. He learned that his family was killed in an Abater attack, and the princess of England, Susan, who he had come to love, was killed by the Abater forces.
Without replying to the general's words, the Master Chief wrapped his hands around two spikes on the bomb, and dragged it to the ejection bay. Sparks flew from the spikes scraping along the metal floor and ear-splitting screeching echoed throughout the deserted hallways. It had been six months since the Master Chief saw any of his old friends, he had been Grievous's personal body guard since Susan had died, and even Grievous had noticed how cold the Spartan had become, perhaps even rivaling the cyborg in the inability to feel. Doors slid open and the Master Chief let go of the bomb, turning to face the iron doors, with glass windows, allowing him to see the madness above Earth. Dark Abater cruisers clashed with Covenant and human fighters, Longswords, Phantoms, and Seraphs all darted between Abater fighters and cruisers, fire and explosions were also appearing all over the darkness of space.
Turning around and standing behind the only support beam in the room, the Master Chief punched a button on the beam, which caused a handle to shoot out. Grabbing the handle, the Master Chief thought of how his plan was going to work, and yanked down. The iron doors opened slowly with a deafening creaking sound and the vacuum of space began to pull on everything in the room. As shards of metal were hurled into space, slowly, the bomb began to scrape along the floor, until it was flung fully towards the open hatch. The Spartan shot an open hand out, grabbing one of the spikes, and hitching a ride out into space. Thankfully in the MJOLNIR armor there were backup air supply cases, able to supply the Master Chief with oxygen for almost an hour.
Slowly floating down towards an Abater cruiser, the Master Chief was aided by three Longswords that swooped down and dropped their bombs on the behemoth vessel, making a massive hole through the ship, allowing for a perfect place to drop the bomb. Once he floated to the center of the gap, the Master Chief slowly used the spikes on the bomb as a way to pull himself back to the activation knob. Working quickly, the Spartan touched the knob lightly, the green glow turned red once more, and he knew it was time to get out of there. Knowing what to do, the Master Chief planted his feet onto the bomb and pushed off, hurling himself down toward Earth. He looked back to see the ship, which was almost two miles long; as it lit up in an eruption of blue fire, destroying it.
The force of the explosion was enough to send the Master Chief hurling even faster down towards his target, General Grievous's ship.
On the command deck of Grievous's ship, the cyborg general stood on a platform above his employees, a series of droids, Elites, and humans working on computers and monitors and busy scanning every movement of every ship in the battle.
"General, Officer Jenkins of the Committee is here to speak with you." One of Grievous's assistants reported.
"Damn it." Grievous muttered. He hated the Committee and the Committee hated him. They never trusted him, being a cyborg, and ever since day one they had been trying to shut him and his men down. "Very well, bring him in." He said.
"Her sir." The assistant replied as she took her seat at her post again. The doors entering the command deck opened and a young woman, no older than eighteen no doubt, walked in. Having dark hair reaching down far past her shoulders, green eyes, fair skin, and a fine Officer's uniform on, Abigail Jenkins only she hardly resembled someone who belonged in the army. She was barely built, very skinny, but she did manage to catch the eye of several men she passed.
"Ah, Officer Jenkins, it is a pleasure to have you here." Grievous forced out, fighting back to urge to snap. "So uh…h-how long is your visit again?" He asked, concealing himself in his cloak, except for his skull-like helmet and frightening eyes.
"Just a few days General." Abigail replied as she pulled up a clipboard and began to write down the basics to her report, name of the ship commander, her name, name of the ship, and so on. "So…where is this Spartan you have assigned as your personal body guard?" She asked, getting serious quickly. Suddenly they heard a loud thump of metal above them, as if something heavy struck the ship.
"That would be him." Grievous said with a chuckle. He looked to his assistant, named Nikki Adams, and said. "Ms. Adams, get the Master Chief inside as quickly as possible." Nikki stood up.
"Yes sir." She said and hurried to the ejection bay. Abigail stared at Nikki as she ran down the hall to the ejection bay, confused.
"Might I ask just how the Spartan got up there? In space." She asked as she put the clipboard up. "The Committee would be very interested to hear this." Her pen was on the paper, ready to write.
"The Committee hmm…?" Grievous asked. He approached Abigail and said. "Let me see, the ship Grand Victory had an Abater bomb placed in it, I assigned the Master Chief to take care of it." He said. Abigail quickly jotted down what he said, then looked back up at him.
"So…you made him hurl himself into space to get rid of it?" She was just about to check the box for 'Unable to ensure soldiers' safety', when Grievous went on.
"Not only that, but I had him return the bomb back to the enemy." He said. Abigail paused, then looked back up in wonder.
"How?" She asked.
"With the help of some of the Longswords under my command as well, we were able to penetrate an Abater cruiser, getting the bomb into it, reactivating it, and escaping." The cyborg said.
"So he hurled himself towards us…and managed to actually hit us?" Abigail asked, now almost fascinated.
"Yes, the Master Chief has a great sense of timing and accuracy, that's why he hit us when he did." Grievous replied with a grin under his helmet.
"But couldn't one of your Longswords have picked him up, without him risking his life just to get to us?" Ms. Jenkins asked, now making Grievous seem like a bad guy.
"That bomb had only a few seconds left in it, if we did do that, we would've lost over five men instead of none." Grievous remarked. Without another word, Abigail jotted down his words again. The doors slid open and Nikki appeared once more, this time with the Master Chief behind her. "That was quick." The cyborg thought before forgetting it. "Master Chief." He said proudly. "You've outdone yourself this time." He chuckled. The Spartan nodded his thanks. "Chief, this is Officer Jenkins, she is from the Committee." Grievous said.
"It's a pleasure to meet one of you." Abigail said, obviously intimidated by the Spartan, and held her hand out. The Master Chief hesitated for a moment, but then he grasped her small hand in his, and shook it. A bit too hard of a handshake for her, Abigail looked at her hand to see if it was hurt at all.
"I'm sorry." The Master Chief replied. Abigail looked up, quite surprised by the comment, then shook her head.
"No, no, that's fine." She smiled and turned to Grievous, she tried to look serious, but it was quite apparent that despite her training, or if she even had any for that matter, it was difficult for her to give someone a cruel look. "General, he should be on Earth, fighting with the others on land." She said. "He isn't meant for space battles."
"Are you kidding? The Chief is perfect for space." Grievous said. "Chief, how long was that cruiser you blew up?" He asked. The Master Chief thought for a moment.
"Two-miler sir." He replied.
"You see?" Grievous asked Abigail, who was quite impressed and surprised.
"Very well, if you don't mind, I'd like to share what I have learned already with Mr. Kingsley." She said.
"Of course, Chief, please show the Officer to her room, you know where it is correct?" Grievous asked. The Master Chief nodded. The doors slid open once more and the Master Chief and Officer walked side-by-side down the hallway. Grievous turned around and slammed his fist on his command desk. "The Committee is really going to go after us this time." He growled. A man in his thirties with finely combed hair monitoring one of the computer screens looked up and over his shoulder to the cyborg.
"Sir, I believe the phrase you're looking for is 'They're breaking my balls'." He said, repeating what his son back on Earth told him, as well as implying that Grievous no longer had his testicles. The man managed to make a few around him snicker.
"Oh shut up." Grievous grumbled.
"Are you sure? It went well I thought." Nikki replied, completely ignoring the humorous remark. Nikki was in her mid-twenties, with short brown hair that curled forward at the end, and one of the few Grievous trusted, only the Master Chief shared this with the cyborg.
"She'll add something like mistakes in my plans and such; there are never any mistakes in my plans!" Grievous boomed. Nikki sighed as she went back to work.
"Yes, yes, I know sir."
There was mostly awkward silences as the Master Chief escorted Abigail to her cabin, the Spartan didn't seem to mind it, but it bugged the Officer.
"Can I ask you why you work under Grievous's command?" She asked. "My father and the other Committee members say things about Grievous and his tactics that are anything but good." The Master Chief thought for a moment, and at first Abigail didn't think he was going to reply.
"He's a good leader, I trust him, he trusts me." He replied. Abigail nodded. Another long silence came over them. "You seem young for an Officer." He said, with little confidence in his voice. Abigail snickered, just loud enough for the Spartan to hear.
"And you seem young for the rank of Master Chief, don't you? You're eighteen right?" She asked. The Master Chief looked at her with his blank visor, expecting a smug look from her, but instead, she gave a kind smile. He nodded.
"How do you know that?" He asked. Abigail's cheeks turned as pink.
"I've done some research on you." She said softly. "A few months ago, before I joined the army, my father sent me a report about the Fair Oaks Base Abater attack, I guess once I read about that, about you and the Senior Chief, the Evas, and whatnot, I…I guess you could say I became a fan." The Master Chief looked forward again, not replying. Abigail smiled again. "I like your name…Sven." Under his helmet, the Master Chief's eyes widened, and he looked at her.
"How do you know my name?" He asked. The Officer smiled and her cheeks blushed even pinker.
"When I joined the Committee as an Officer, I had access to any soldier I wanted to learn about. Guess who I decided to learn about?" Her face began to turn from pink to red and she looked away from embarrassment. "Nonetheless, they erased everything about you except your name, birthday, where you used to live, and your rank." She looked back at the Master Chief. "Was Fair Oaks nice?" She asked. The Master Chief did not reply. "I've heard your life has been quite a tragic story." The dark-haired girl said. Again, the Master Chief merely nodded. "I'm sorry." She replied softly. The Master Chief stopped, which made Abigail stop, and he pointed to the door on his right.
"There's your room, rest well." He said before turning around and heading back to the command deck.
"Chief," Abigail called out. The Master Chief looked over his shoulder at her as she smiled. "Thanks." The Spartan merely nodded once more before walking again. The Officer opened her door and walked in, finding that her suitcases were already there, just waiting for her to unpack them.
The command deck doors slid open and the Master Chief walked in, stopping just beside Grievous, then he stared out at the continuing battle going on. Neither Grievous nor the Spartan said anything, a typical way for them. Suddenly Nikki looked over her shoulder.
"General, there's an incoming message." She reported.
"Put it on the main screen." Grievous ordered. The main monitor, the largest one that hung before the cyborg and Spartan, lit up and a familiar, aged figure appeared, with a humble, kind smile. "Ah, Dr. Winchester, long time no see." Grievous said and bowed, the Master Chief followed his actions.
"General Grievous, I see the Master Chief is doing well?" The scientist said. The Master Chief nodded, somewhat pleased to see Winchester in such a long time.
"Yes sir." Both of the beings said together.
"Well that's good." He said joyfully. "So I've heard from the Committee that they have an Officer there, is everything going alright? I know how the Committee despises you General and I…"
"Doctor, Doctor, please, we have everything under control, the battle is dying down, we've destroyed the largest enemy ship in the battle, and the Officer is in her room as we speak." Grievous said reassuringly. Dr. Winchester nodded.
"Well, I just wanted to check up on you General, it was nice seeing you again Master Chief, hope to see you down here on Earth sometime soon, signing out." And with that, his image flicked off of the screen. The Master Chief looked to Grievous when the cyborg placed a robotic hand on his shoulder.
"Chief, go relax now, get something to eat, rest, whatever you want to do." The cyborg said kindly. "However, don't hesitate to keep an eye on that Officer Jenkins for me would you? Make sure she doesn't go snooping into places she shouldn't be in." The Master Chief nodded.
"I understand."
So do you like it? I couldn't help but copy off the scene from Halo 2 where the MC returns the Covenant bomb, it's just an amazing scene! Well this is the first chapter of Abate2, and it will be a long time until this one's over. Hope you like it so far and don't forget to review.