"So what exactly are you holding that is so damned important to us!" The Admiral growled out violently; barely caring for the amount of spittle escaping his own maw as he thundered out in something close to repressed despair, "I lost a lot of men and women down there to retrieve you, I really don't want to hear that their deaths were in vain."

"I'm afraid that's all quite classified admiral" The high valued target sighed out in shared dismay, personally he considered telling his saviour everything that had happened over the years but unfortunately rules and regulations ripped through his own sense of honesty and forced him to speak, "All you need to know is that our immediate departure to Reach or Earth is something of due importance, the information I hold is key to the success of humanity through this war."

"We have orders to protect this system and you want us to leave?" The high ranking tough man roared out in disbelief, every tone and voice change implying how little he cared for this new passenger as well as the orders he had been given.

The operator paused for a second, looking out the large glass framework that helped encase and protect the frigate from the outside spillage of atmospheric loss; as he peered through the battle worn material he could see the large plumages of fire spreading across the entire planet due to the massive purple covenant ships hovering over.

"There's nothing you can do to save this system Admiral, but if you get me out of here safely then I guarantee this will never happen again" The target finally spoke, keeping his own eyes trained on the heavy clad hovering assault carriers that circled the entire planet like wasps over their next unfortunate victim.

The Admiral breathed in slowly, he was a hard man with years of war pounded into his system over time; but the destruction and desolation of this 'glassing' could even bring anyone down to their knees in understandable sorrow and anguish. As he tore his gaze away from the rampaging fires of the planet he breathed out harshly, "Fine, prepare all engines for immediate slip-space jump towards the system of Reach; I want a random fluxuation to interfere in our patterns as well, we have the Cole protocol to consider here."

"Aye sir, destination plotted in and charted for immediate departure" One of the piloting operators spoke up quickly; tapping at numerous functions inside his own data pad relay in order to transfer the orders across to the rest of the crew members.

Meanwhile
The deep black inky sky held a large fluxation of life, contrasting too many beliefs over the lack of alien existence; numerous systems and stars could be easily seen in the distance right outside the relatively wounded USNC frigate. Luckily for the humans, the covenant had not detected their presence or maybe barely even cared as they violently glassed the planet into goblets of fire and charred ruins.

Suddenly a large fissure of blue light sparked across the seemingly empty space in front of the human vessel, revealing the large cloak of camouflage that had been hiding one particularly vicious looking covenant corvette from sight. The purple vessel acted quickly, striking its primary cannons forward in order to fling massive goblets of superheated plasma across the empty spread of space and into the metallic hull of the frigate.

Shouts of surprise quickly rang through the human vessel's communications relay, every member hurrying themselves to battalion stations in hope to halt and rebut this violent assault. Chunks of metal quickly spun across the empty field, matching the large explosion of crimson light that reeked itself all over the human vessel.

Before one single shot was flung back towards the covenant aggressors, numerous small purple shuttles quickly populated themselves across the cosmos of space; all aiming down and firing at the human vessel with large green eruptive bolts and repeated blue plasma rounds. The seraph's swung down and successfully disabled the temporary energy barrier around the human frigate with overwhelming fields of energy rounds. UNSC shield technology was still a development in progress, slowly adapted after the covenant themselves and mimicked ungraciously and unsuccessfully; the shielding had been destroyed within seconds.

As the exposed outer shell continued to be pulverised violently; a small collection of human sabre vessels quickly shot out of the numerous hanger bay's with the strict objective to defend the vessel from the covenant ships. The small but ferocious mechanical vehicles zoomed around the frigate and hunted down a collection of larger Seraph fighter's with the intent to shoot them straight out of the sky.

The Sabre's all used the same rehearsed technique to seek and destroy their targets; unleashing a thick volley of B9 rounds in order to deplete the large crackling plasma shielding before locking on with heat seeking missiles. Little eruptions of plasma and metal quickly filled the atmosphere as the missiles successfully hit their mark and cracked straight into the exposed metallic hull of the purple Seraph fliers.

The temporary victory unfortunately did not last long; use of the surprise attack serving to eliminate seven small Seraph fighters before the vessels realised what had happened and acted on it. With overwhelming numbers, the covenant fliers quickly spun around and fired their own volleys of plasma upon the human shuttles; successfully obliterating them with continuous energy projectiles that appeared either from the vessels or the large covenant corvette in orbit.

"O Master, the human vessel is crippled and ready for boarding" A small Unggoy pilot spoke up ungracefully; gladdened slightly with the excitement as a small puff of methane gas escaped its spiky body and entered the artificial atmosphere of the vessel.

The Harbinger nodded quickly from his position above them all, he had neglected the concept of sitting a long time ago and never gone back to the defeat that would come with seating himself in the large almost throne like seat.
"The boarding of this vessel is irrelevant, an unnecessary loss of life that will result in the same manner as before" The large jet black Nemesis growled slowly, his mandibles parting quickly as he spoke outloud to the numerous covenant underlings in his thrall.

"But your excellency" One rather small Kig-Yar pilot squawked out in protest, its voice chirped and rather irritating, "The Hierarch would demand a corpse for such a prize, should we not personally see the will of the gods done?"
"You know nothing of the will of the gods you incompetent fragment" The Harbinger roared outloud in complete fury, insanely angered by the jackal's uprise and insurgence against his own strategic orders, "If you wish for a corpse then you may find it from the wreckage, and if you fail to do so then you will pay forfeit with your own body."
Not one covenant underling replied to his fruitful rampage, all resorting to temporary fear and will to live as they bowed down their heads and nodded without complaint or comment.

"Burn them all" The Harbinger growled softly, allowing his words to carry out and decide the fate of hundreds of innocent people with one simple sentence. And under his rule, no one argued or even attempted to halt his plan; for he held the secret of the divine journey and all those lucky enough to follow it his footsteps.
A thunderous volley of plasma quickly spluttered out of the numerous gun ports all along the covenant corvette; arcs of blue energy flashing across the cosmos of space and spiralling violently until they splashed against the heavy hull of the ship and literally started chewing through the metal, almost like acid.

Within seconds the entire UNSC frigate stared leaking out a large formation of radiation and plasma oriented flames as a large section of the wing was ripped off with overwhelming plasma rounds. The entire vessel burned ferociously as it lost its own balance, falling slowly out of orbit to the side as another volley of superheated plasma cut into its underbelly and sliced all the way through until they burrowed a hole to the primary radiational battery generators of the entire vessel.

One final transmission was sent out from the USNC Frigate before the one last plasma round spiralled in and splashed itself against the vessel's engines; causing the entire vessel to explode spectacularly into thousands of metallic fragments, sending hundreds of men and women to their deaths. Amongst the numerous casualties that had been reported that day was the one that had truly sparked out unceremoniously; Lerome Key. The man that had attempted to rise up and save the many lives of humanity with the information he possessed, the man that had struggled to even stand on his own two feet and the man that had been slaughtered for it amongst hundreds of other innocents.

The transmission read, 'We fight together, we die together'