*Door breaks down*
"I'm BAAAAACCCCCKKKKK!"
sorry it took so long for me to post I was kinda in a rut and... *cough* catching up on other stories and RWBY and... Yeah anywho here is chapter two enjoy;)
Location: Unknown space
A lone sangheili stands watching the hologram of a planet resembling that of the other human colonies the Covenant had found and glassed in the alien figure was trying to figure out what could be so important about this planet. As he studied the hologram the sangheili reminisced on his earlier conversation with the prophets.
"These coordinates will lead you to a human colony , when you arrive we need you and your fleet to launch an attack on the humans and the heretical natives who have allied with them… Do you understand?" the purple armored sangheili looked to the bluish hologram of the prophet of Mercy. His mandibles clenched in a confused fashion.
"Pardon my questioning, Prophet, but what is so important about this 'Lylat System' shouldn't we be more concerned with the eradication of the heretics?" he asked in a deep voice that sounded like it could cut through solid stone and metal. The long necked San' Shyuum smiled at the Shipmaster as he replied.
"This heretic colony is of the utmost importance because the Humans have, as our spies discovered, created a new kind of Demon, stronger and much more dangerous than the others that the Covenant has dealt with in the past… These new Demons must be destroyed, else they will seek to prevent the Covenant from completing the Great Journey ." the large sangheili nodded his head in understanding. ' If these heretics believe they can stop the Great Journey then they must be punished for their insolence!' Lukios looked at the prophet and with renewed vigor and frustration he replied in a dangerously aggressive voice "I will embark with my fleet at once, These heretics will pay."
Shipmaster Lukios, the commanding officer of the reconnaissance fleet responsible for wiping out numerous colonies belonging to the humans, gazed out into the hologram, trying to understand what makes this planet the new high target of the Covenant; when there was proven to be no forerunner artifacts anywhere on the planet. 'What is so important about this pathetic colony?' He thought to himself. Even if the heretics were joining with new races to wage war on the Covenant as well as creating a new kind of Demons they will surely fail, this he was sure of. The saurian-like shipmaster was interrupted in his thoughts when a unggoy or grunt as they were called by the heretical humans, approached the shipmaster. His methane tank seemingly not slowing him down in any way.
"Shipmaster the preparations are almost complete."
The shipmaster nodded to the puny and lesser being. All was about be ready and he will ensure that the Humans will not win this engagement, let alone survive.
Fort Kanley, Cerinia
Krystal and Dutch had seen the Pelican fly overhead, near the other end of the base's landing pad where the two had just shared a vulnerable moment with each other. However, Krystal was curious as to what was on the Pelican dropship that triggered her telepathy. That would have to wait until the dropship landed and whoever or whatever came out.
"Krys, you ok?" the azure vixen looked to her right to see Dutch watching her, with a curious expression adorning his rather haggard, yet, professional features.
"Nothing, just...thinking I guess." The human looked at his cerinian friend and would have pressed for more information, had they not already reached the landing platform where the rest of the squad was waiting for the other two. Cortez looked up from his tacpad, seeing that the two missing squad members were approaching.
"Took ya long enough!" came a sarcastic shout from none other than O'Brien. Cortez shot a warning glare at the young ODST. Before, anything else could transpire the Pelican's cargo bay door opened to reveal three tall armored soldiers walking down the ramp.
"Wow we were told we'd receive reinforcements but I didn't expect three walking tanks." O'Brien muttered to Cortez as the Centurions reached their group.
"Centurions 104, 101, and 287 reporting for duty." Came a deep yet respectful voice from the armored soldier on the right. Both Cortez and O'Brien looked at each other in confusion.
"What's a Centurion?" O'Brien asked as the super soldiers stopped a few feet from them. Cortez was quite intimidated, though no one could tell, but the large armored soldier who was; as he reckoned 8 feet in height, literally looked down on the two ODSTs.
"We're new versions of Spartans, So to speak" The slightly shorter centurion spoke in a gravelly and somewhat rugged voice. The other Centurion shifted his visored helm to his slightly smaller comrade. Before again shifting his helm to the lieutenant and finally to the other members of the ODST squad. Roman was quite surprised to find one of the shock troopers being a native among the four humans. He was sure that something was familiar about the Cerinian when he was brought back to his senses by the lieutenant.
"Well, in that case, I am lt. Cortez of the 84th ODST reconnaissance company, here is: O'Brien, our resident prick and back up sniper, next to him is Dutch, our heavy gunner, as well as Mickey, demolitions expert, and finally; our newest member and primary sniper, Krystal Haleth of Cerinia." Lt. Cortez said as he gestured to each of his squad members. The mention of each shock trooper didn't concern Roman until he heard the name of the last ODST.
No it can't be… Could-is it really her? The large soldier thought uncontrollably as he couldn't process the fact that he was standing not twenty feet from the vixen whom he had cared for and loved (albeit discretely and not very public about it back then) and still did. With that, he noticed the vixen ODST take her helmet off of her head. Roman couldn't help but be even more attracted to her than when they were six years old, eleven years ago. God she looks so beautiful since the last time I saw her. She really has changed since then, her hair is shorter and she definitely matured a lot more than when we were kids. Roman thought.
It was then that he realized that he had been staring at the vixen who had also realized that the supersoldier was staring at her longer than what most would consider necessary. Krystal watched as one of the super soldiers continued to watch her with what she could only guess was interest. She decided to meet his gaze and seeing this she soon started to glare at the giant. Based on what she had heard of the Spartans, they were a force to be reckoned with. Even Krystal knew that the spartans were not normal, and yet here standing not ten feet away was one of them.
Finally, she decided to enter the Centurion's mind. However, She was surprised to find that she couldn't read his thoughts. His mind was strange, not compartmentalized like her squad members or the other marines; No, his mind is strangely scattered as if there was a large battlefield that she could barely see. Krystal was brought back to reality as the eight foot giant spoke in a rather deep voice that although sounded intimidating seemed to be gentle as well.
"You done trying to look into my mind?" He asked. Krystal looked at him and then looked over to Cortez, who nodded his head. Krystal understood that she had been caught and was starting to blush not just from embarrassment of being caught, but from something else… a feeling she hadn't felt since that same day eleven years ago. She was about to reply, when Cortez decided to break into the conversation.
"You fellas travelled for a long time, how about we go back to base and you guys can get some rest?" The Centurion shifted his focus to the ODST and stared at him through the polarized visor that was hiding his features.
Roman nodded, though his armor didn't show it he was quite stressed and confused. Not just on how to tell them what he knew; but also what can he do about Krystal? She knew him the best and her opinion of him was still important to the large Centurion. Then there was also the problem of trying to keep the vixen from finding out that he was still alive; although, he was no longer the same person that she had fell in love with all those long years ago. In the Centurion program, ONI made sure that the Centurions would never fail a mission… nor have that ability to return to civilian life, they were created for one thing and one thing alone, war.
Roman sighed mentally to himself, There is no way I can ever be that person not after what the eggheads did to me. The Centurion thought, his emotions were weighing a large scale war in his mind and heart. Roman knew there was no time to feel sorry for himself, The Covenant will be coming here to try and glass this planet. His HOME. Not on his life, he shifted his gaze over to the young vixen whom he loved and cared for; yet, feared that she would be repulsed by the supersoldier. That was one thing Roman knew all too well; He was nothing more than a shadow of his former self, being in this war has contributed to the process of breaking the once open-hearted and caring man into what he was now. He was no longer a person, to be a person is to require feelings.
Roman's two comrades looked at the giant centurion with a hidden confused gaze. Although the two soldiers would have wanted to comfort their friend and leader through this bleak time, they knew that there was a time and place for such things. Unfortunately now was not the time… nor the place.
AAAAAhhhhh... it's good to be back I am so sorry I didn't post anything sooner I was busy with highschool (Senior year is nothing like I expected) and I got news as to why I didn't post any sooner was because I was looking to take the asvab so I can enlist in the Marines come graduation and all. Don't worry I will keep this story going and I will try to post on a schedule and also I am sorry about it not saying anything about this story being an OC x Krystal story. Still I hope you guys enjoy. I will also be starting a youtube channel soon so when I have the proper equipment I will start with some videos and stuff. Also The person that I am collaborating on this with is also going to be joining me on youtube under the name Anarchist Wolf (for now many may know him as DasFails but he will be changing his name. Also If you guys want I will be holding a contest the objective is to see who can produce the best drawing for me to use as a avatar/ profile pic. the top three will get shout outs and their own oc's appearance in a future story that I will right so good luck and send them to this email:
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