A/N: Thanks to all your reviews. Now let me try to answer some of your questions.
I did change the first chapter's ending dialogue to make it more structured and In Character. Besides, it always seemed In Character for Halsey to find some way to stick it to ONI especially after they created the SPARTAN-III program.
JonHarper: The reason I let Prophet keep his weapons is because the SCAR is just that good of a weapon. Remember, the UNSC doesn't use Space Ammo: It uses the humble 7.62x51mm bullets developed by NATO in the 20th Century. That ammunition was used in the Vietnam war. If they still keep ammo from that time; surely they'd have the other ammunition types. Don't worry; he'll also get some UNSC weapons and some more… exotic weaponry. Prophet won't be going in with Noble Team; he'll meet the Marine team a little later but he will first go in alone. I am making it here that Prophet will be equal to a Hyper-Lethal Vector like Six or Chief. I'll try to make sure that Halo has more things that outmatch Prophet though (Like SMART AIs or Vehicles.). Thanks for Reading
Visegrád Relay- 2552
Prophet weaved through the grass and trees of the area around the relay. He left the Marines and Noble Team to go through different areas. From both his own and Alcatraz' experiences; going in with Marines always ended badly for them. He clutched the Predator Bow tightly while he silently moved towards the relay. They said to expect insurrectionists; Humanity always has those assholes who decide to rebel during the worst possible times: the KPA, C.E.L.L and now these Rebels, seemed that history would always repeat itself. Prophet sprinted up a hill when SECOND chimed in
"Alert: Non-Human Contacts Detected." That was… strange. He popped into Cloak, loaded a Carbon-tip arrow into his bow and scanned around. Finally he noticed what SECOND meant: a diminutive alien was scrounging around in a creek next to a burnt-out farmhouse. It wore a gas-mask, a massive air-tank on its back (Which the suit identified as Methane) and carried a small disc-shaped weapon in its hand. Prophet theorised it must have been a 'Grunt'. It hardly was as intimidating as the Ceph Grunt but he knew from the Marine's stories that they never travelled alone. Their stories proved to be correct when a massive 8-Foot creature; an 'Elite' walked out of the farmhouse covered in red-blood which probably didn't belong to it. It yelled at the little creature causing it to cower as it continued its verbal assault.
Prophet pulled the string on the bow back and let an arrow fly; aimed for the head of the Elite. The arrow hit true and the creature was sent flying back headfirst into the concrete wall of the farmhouse; purple blood splattering everywhere and an arrow puncturing right through its skull. The smaller creature screamed bloody murder and ran around like a headless chicken. Prophet jumped behind it and grabbed it by the neck before dropping out of cloak. He looked at the alien in his hand, it was almost crying as it blubbered out lines such as 'Demon'. He'd been called a lot of things; never that. With the clench of his fist, a sickening crack was heard as the Grunt's head was dislocated; the wound around its neck now bleeding a blue, bio-luminescent substance onto his hand. Dropping the body, he slipped back into cloak. He had a feeling this 'Covenant' had now discovered this planet. He turned on his radio in an attempt to contact the marines; Static. Obviously they had signal jammers nearby blocking out his signal. Figures; these aliens were more human than he realised. They still had the Morale problems that C.E.L.L and the KPA had. He detected a much larger group of 'Non-Human Contacts' right below him. He ran over to a ridge and looked down into the canyon to see a group of them; 23 tagged, with a small purple… bike floating towards the Relay station. He folded up and put the Predator Bow away and decided to take out the MOAC. Switching it to the MOAR; he watched it fold up into the ice-beam blaster. He switched on armour mode.
"Maximum Armour!" the cloak dissipated and he started to glow blue. The Covenant was quick to notice and began opening fire. The suit absorbed the first few hits but power was draining fast; 67% already from a small salvo. He took aim and fired the MOAR at a group of Grunts headed by a red-armoured Elite. The beam hit them immediately freezing them solid; causing them to fall and smash into tiny pieces. He dropped out of armour mode and holstered the MOAR onto his back. He pulled out a grenade and dropped into a suit mode that had become infamous due to its sheer power.
"Maximum Strength!" Prophet jumped off the ridge and tossed the Grenade at the bike; hitting right in-front of it. The Bike was thrown back by the force of the explosion and onto its back. The Elite inside; now covered in its own purple blood, crawled out and took out a purple plated rifle. An Elite in deep red armour with spiky accents pulled out a small shaft and from it extended two blades; held like a gauntlet blade. They had Lightsabers? 'Wonder if they have the force…?' thought Prophet. The small part of Alcatraz' personality that made it through to Prophet was his pop-cultural knowledge. It brought the blue blade down; hoping to skewer Prophet. It never got the chance as Prophet ran towards it; grappling it in the Torso. He grabbed its hand and clenched tightly. Its eyes widened in terror as he wrenched the Blade from it and plunged it straight through its upper torso; the wound cauterized before any Blood Spray could occur. The Grunts ran in terror as they saw their leader collapse onto the now icy ground. He quickly grabbed his SCAR and started opening fire into the mob of Grunts running; the bullets punctured one of the Grunts tanks sending it into a massive blaze; taking out the three ones closest to it and sending the others flying in every direction. He ejected the empty SCAR clip and loaded in another one. He held the SCAR in his right hand and pulled out the MAJESTIC in his left hand. An Elite charged at him; igniting two small gauntlet energy blades. He fired a 50 Calibre shot straight at the split-mouthed alien. The Energy Shield absorbed the blast but the Kinetic force sent it crashing to the ground. Prophet looked around at the carnage he had created. He noticed a shimmer but before he could act on it he was grabbed from behind by one of the Shimmers. Something else caught his eye. He did the only suitable thing one could do at that moment: He laughed.
"Why do you laugh when Oblivion is at hand… Demon!" asked an Elite; Shimmering into view.
"Two things: One: your cloak is terrible and needs work. It's worse than the KPA's suits. And Two: you forgot to look up." He replied; still chuckling at them. The two Spec-Ops Elites looked up and saw what he meant: A Falcon's machine gun was spun up and aiming right at them. The Elite holding Prophet dropped him and ran while the other fired a shot at the Falcon; screaming in his native tongue. It did no help as the Falcon's heavy machine guns tore the two Elites to Shreds. Purple Blood splattered everywhere. The three marines that he met earlier jumped out at looked at the chaos he had created.
"Wow. Impressive; never thought I'd see a guy take a Zealot's sword right out of its hand." Said a now awed Sergeant Henderson. Prophet picked up the SCAR from the ground and loaded another clip into the weapon. He was running low on SCAR ammo now. Corporal Harris walked up to Prophet and spoke up.
"Damn, where can I get a suit like that?" he asked. "Walk up to Crynet and ask for a Nanosuit. They'll probably say no and have C.E.L.L blow your brains out." Replied Prophet as he jumped into the Falcon.
"Damn it, the Covenant found us? Shit." Swore Henderson as he sat back into the right Gunner's chair, sliding the heavy machine gun back into place. The Falcon took off, towards the relay. As they got closer he saw a firefight at the secondary entrance. His visor went into Tactical Mode and he looked closer at the battle. Noble Team were engaging fire with the Covenant forces. He had to admit, they fought a lot like Raptor Team before Lingshan but still, each had their own particular style. The Falcon lowered and Prophet and the three Troopers disembarked onto the cracked Concrete ground. Prophet walked to the damaged Bulkhead door in-front of them.
"Damn, no visible way in? We're gonna need a LOT of C-12 to get past this…" Harris said. Prophet walked to the door, slipped into Strength mode and started to pull. The door warped and bent; bolts and plates flying off. Finally, with one final pull, the Bulkhead came out of its doorway. Prophet threw the damaged door to the side.
"…Or one incredibly pissed off guy in a Super-Suit." Finished Harris with a laugh. The Marines flipped on their Flashlights and Prophet turned on Nano-Vision. Prophet felt like the Predator every time he entered Nano-vision (Laurence Barnes never had time for popular culture, Alcatraz must have been at it again) He stepped into the darkened corridor and saw a sight all too familiar to him. A large pile of dead Scientists, relay personnel and Army Troopers had been moved straight to here. Two avian like creatures were digging around in it. Prophet took aim and let two shots fly, sending alien viscera onto the body pile. Prophet and the troopers continued on through the Relay. They were near the disabled Fusion Reactor; without it they couldn't contact UNSC command to warn them.
"Harris, move up and reactivate the Reactor." Ordered Henderson
"Uh yeah, reactivate a Fusion Reactor; without protective gear, or a degree in Nuclear physics. That's bound to end well." Replied Harris.
Prophet walked towards the Reactor safe room and entered the airlock into the main Reactor chamber. It sealed with a hiss and opened up. His suit's Geiger counter was going through the roof. "Warning: Radiation Toxicity Level 23%" warned SECOND. Prophet looked and saw the problem; just like on the Constitution, the Fuel Rods were stuck. Moving into Strength mode, he slowly pushed down the Rods and the Reactor spun up, moving the facility into a low power but functional state. He quickly vacated the Reactor before the Radiation became too much for his suit to handle. The Relay powered up and he tuned into the Radio signals.
"-egative Four, stay on the entrance. Two, handle her. Five and Six, clear the hole." Came the voice of Carter; Noble Team's leader. Something had gone very wrong at the other side of the base. The Nanosuit moved into speed mode and he made a break for "Six's"transponder signal. He slipped into Cloak mode to sneak around a group of Covenant; three Grunts, a Jackal and an Elite, and threw a grenade behind him. The Covenant looked at the cylindrical device before it detonated, sending them flying. He heard an MA37 exchanging fire with the Covenant plasma rifles from down the corridor. He slipped past and saw what was happening. The female Spartan from before was exchanging fire with an Elite from cover; a Zealot. She threw a Fragmentation grenade at it, depleting its shields. She then fired, sending hot lead straight through its already meagre defences. She brought out her combat knife and launched herself straight at a small group of Grunts and started to tear into them. Prophet looked to the side and saw a group of four Elites rushing her; straight through a reasonably deep puddle. He took out his bow and loaded an electrified bolt into the chamber. Prophet sent the bolt flying into the water frying the Elites as they all screamed in pain.
The female Spartan turned to him and he gave her a two fingered Salute before rushing forward to take down the remaining Covenant. He had to admit, that Spartan fought a lot like him.
Prophet walked with the Troopers and Nobles Five and Six to where the other members of Noble Team were stationed. Prophet saw how unique each of them was; unlike Raptor Team who looked alike in their armour, these Spartans customised their equipment to personalise themselves.
"Question of my life. If the question is when will this station be back online, two weeks, earliest. This is plasma damage. All major uplink components are fried." Said the sky-blue coloured one to the Commander. They talked technical until the uplink with Colonel Holland was established. Carter solemnly informed Colonel Holland about something that SECOND had already informed Prophet about, something he sorely wished Carter hadn't said; The Winter Contingency.
"May God help us all." Replied a now Shocked Urban Holland; this was it; the battle of Reach had now begun.
A/N: Sorry about the wait, had a lot of other things to worry about. Now that it's updated allow me to address some issues.
Prophet will be a little more powerful than a Spartan. has already given me enough evidence to show that Crysis 3 Era Prophet would kick Master Chief's ass.
The Covenant will still be a major threat; it is safe to say that even though Prophet will kick the small groups of Infantry that we usually face, they still will be a Major threat.
This world of Halo is a little bit AU: Misriah armoury and Traxus Corp never existed and is replaced in the story by Crynet and Hargreave-Rasch respectively. C.E.L.L will be a player during the Exodus mission.
Thank you for reading. Please R&R.
