Hey there everyone! Two good two kill here with another chapter for New Horizons. Since the last two chapters were a little short I thought I might go for a bit longer one. Please leave a review. Now onto what you came here for.


Breakout Part II

Time 18:30

Location: Hellicarrier SHIELD

Designation: Commander and Templar

The mother of all migraines woke Palmer from her unconsciousness. She let out a groan as she began to open her eyes. Her vision was blurry at first before she shook her head to clear it. When she came to she could not understand where she was.

She was bound to a humming ring by bands on her arms and legs. She was able to easilydetermine that she had been captured and was currently being held captive. The question however was how? She had been aboard the UNSC Infinity overseeing the Spartans in the War Games before she had been…

It was then that Palmer recalled that all she remembered was a bright light, her falling, and then she crashed through something then…nothing.

"The Infinity must have been attacked and I blacked out when we were hit." Palmer thought as she began to test movement in the rest of her body.

Thankfully she could feel movement all the way to her fingers and toes. One other thing that she was grateful for was that none of her movement was impaired meaning that she hadn't suffered nerve damage. Her armor was another blessing as the diagnostic she was receiving from her neural implant said that her armor was likewise fully operational.

She believed that by the décor that it must be Insurrectionists, but the only problem with that theory was that they just didn't have that kind of firepower for a straight up fight. They possibly could have snuck spies onto the ship, but that was just as equally unlikely given how through the screening process had been. There was the possibility however that there was a another alien faction.

Another groan in the room let her know that she wasn't alone. Turning her head she saw that another creature had been strung up the same way she had. At first she thought it had been a Covenant Elite but the more she examined the more she realized that it was a different creature all together.

The creature's skin was a combination of blue gray scales. Its head was adorned with ridges of bone that stretched to the back of its head. Interwoven braids of sliver black hair ran from where the ridges of bone ended to about its chest. What interested her the most about its head was that samurai topknot style of hair. The legs were similar to that of an Elite in that they were inverted. The hands were similar to the Elites in being claw-like but lack the second thumb that the Elites had. Its material accessories ranged from simple to awe inspiring in scope. A royal purple cloth covered most of its body with golden armor highlighted with gold. This armor however didn't cover much of the body and seemed to leave the creature greatly exposed.

For a short time she couldn't decide if it was its own species or perhaps some sort of genetic offshoot of the Elites that was revered more so as a priest than a warrior. She cataloged the information for later as escaping and figuring out where she was at was of greater importance.

She was beginning to test the strength of her shackles when the shooting started. In the small confines she was in combined with the sheer volume of the guns being fired was deafening. From the sound of the fire it was one hell of a firefight. Palmer paid attention to the noise as she tried to decipher who was fighting and which way the battle was progressing. The sound of the fire was purely ballistics. Hopefully it meant that the UNSC had sent in a rescue party.

As abruptly as the fire started it ceased. Palmer went back to fighting her restraints as she might actually have to save herself. Besides she was the Commander of the Spartan Fours. How would it look if she had to be saved by regular marines? She was beginning to get some distance between her right arm and the ring when she heard a noise just as familiar to her as the sound of guns. It was the sound of a very pissed off Elite. The sound of gunfire resumed but was joined with the chorus of screaming men.

Palmer fought harder against the restraint on her right arm and the further she got it away from the ring the more its power weakened. She had to break free and arm herself. With humans it could be a known quantity but with the hinge heads it was up in the air if they would aid the UNSC or not. There was one loud crack of a body hitting the door before all sounds of combat died. Palmer did not stop struggling as she could already guess who had won.

She had almost earnedthe freedom of one arm when the door opened and strode through a single Elite. Palmer stopped to stare at the white armored Elite as it took stock of the occupants within the room before taking a casual stride to her. It was missing at least two of its mandibles and seemed oddly familiar. It was then that she realized that the Elite was Rtas Vadum. The Elite Special Operations Commander that had led to the deaths of thousands if not millions of humans and was responsible for the glassing of half a continent on Earth of all planets.

"So this how it ends? Bound and tied so that the enemy can kill me at his leisure?" Palmer thought to herself as glared at the Elite through her helmet.

The Elite extended his hand to her and drew her hand in his. Raising her arm to a key card he pressed her shackle to it and with a pop and a hiss her shackles fell off her. Palmer was surprised at first but her training took over and she acted.

Rtas was about to speak when the Spartan he freed stepped forward and bent his right hand to an awkward angle while grabbing his sword and placing it at angle on his chest. If the blade was ignited it would pierce both of his hearts.

"You should be careful when holding that. You might hurt yourself." Rtas growled to the Spartan holding his sword as he devised a means of turning the tables.

"Why are you here?" was the low growl that came from his fully armored adversary.

It was then that Rtas realized that it was a human female that held him. He didn't reply immediately as he twisted his arm free before using his left to twist his sword away from him and onto her. He wasn't finished as he used free right arm to grab the Spartan and judo throw her onto the ground. He finished his move by pushing his sword against the Spartan's neck while straddling the Spartan so she couldn't regain any momentum and turn the tables on him.

"I am here to save the Spartan known as the Master Chief. He has been taken captive as well as our other comrades. If you continue to be a hindrance to that mission I will personally remove you. Understood?"

"The Master Chief is here?" Palmer asked in return as she was once again surprised that Rtas was here to save a Spartan. The Master Chief at that.

"Yes." Rtas responded.

A moment of silence passed and neither made a move. Rtas hated the fact that he couldn't see the eyes of the human and gain some clue as to her motives.

"Where is he?" was her reply.

"The Spartan is in one of the cells." Rtas said. "I'm going to let you go and get up." His tone was level but its bite implied the threat that if she turned on him then he would turn on her.

Rtas released her and backed up as Palmer came to her feet. They each stared one another down a moment longer before Rtas moved toward the other prisoner who was now conscious. His green eyes stared both of them down. Rtas looked at the other prisoner then at the key card as did Palmer. Three alien eyes looked at one another, a pair of reptilian, and the other human. They came to an agreement. Rtas moved forward with the keycard and pressed it against the unknown's bonds.

The figure rose up. Its impressive height was equal to that of Rtas and stared him in the eyes.

"What's your name…warrior?" Rtas asked as he observed the little nuances of the creature and came to the conclusion that it was highly disciplined.

"And what are you for that matter?" Palmer asked as she took a position next to the door to peak out.

"My name is Zeratul a Dark Prelate." Zeratul said to the former in a respectful tone as he noticed that the creature across himself possessed a certain sense of honor. "I am a Protoss." He said to the second in a neutral tone.

Palmer bent down to one of the guards and policed his weapons. She paused as she examined her arsenal noting how ancient the weapons looked. They looked like the great, great, great granddaddies of all modern UNSC weapons. Upon further inspection even the uniforms worn by the unconscious soldiers seemed to be outdated. The assault rifles had a short barrel with an under grip attachment. Upon examining one of the weapons she discovered that ejecting the magazine was similar to UNSC weapons. Weighing the magazine in one hand she guessed that the clip held a total of thirty rounds, but only twenty remained, besides the one already loaded in the chamber.

"Why did he knock them unconscious? They're the enemy. I would have killed them. Unless, there is something here that I'm not getting."

"Why did you only knock them unconscious?" Palmer asked as she tested the weight of the unknown firearm in her hands before moving over the other soldiers to police a side arm and more ammo.

Both Rtas and Zeratul took up positions opposite of Palmer with a view down either corridor while maintaining an eye on Palmer.

"My ally made a very convincing argument why I shouldn't. I cannot control your actions but I ask that you refrain from killing them if you can." Rtas said as he moved to the next door.

"Why?" Palmer asked the question before Zeratul could speak.

"We are on a planet that does not know of either the UNSC or the Covenant. From appearance it looks as if they haven't even mastered space travel yet. I have Batman on gathering intelligence as to where we are and what we are dealing with."

"Batman?" Palmer asked.

"In his own words 'Don't ask'." Rtas replied as he opened another door.

As Rtas walked inside Palmer took a position outside of the doorway while Zeratul moved in behind Rtas. Palmer was the last one in as she used the lip of the entryway for cover. Looking out into the corridor she could tell that there was zero cover and there seemed to be only one exit. Right now it was sealed off by heavy doors but that in truth wouldn't be a problem. It was what on the other side that worried her.

Satisfied at least that who's ever brig they were in right now didn't know they were free Palmer peaked behind her to see what captives they were dealing with and was surprised at what she saw.

Bound to the rings in this room was a girl that somewhere between the ages of twelve and fifteen along with some sort of hawk like creature. The girl was of a darker skin complexion with two purple pig tails that seemed to defy gravity by how they stood up. Her attire was also curious as she had black combat boots with black and purple stockings to a double layer skirt. A dark leather jacket with white fringes tightly hugged her body. The bird had a grey underbelly with black wings.

Zeratul moved toward the girl while Rtas inspected the bird.

"Why would they detain a flying avian?" Rtas asked as he pressed a key card to free the bird.

"Why would they detain a little girl?" Zeratul asked as he checked the child for any signs of bruises.

"Trust me. This is as peaceful as she gets."

All eyes turned to find the source of the mysterious voice. Their eyes fell upon the bird to see that it had taken position on top of the same hoop as the girl.

"Did the bird just speak?" Palmer asked as she began to train her weapon on the creature.

"I am a Raven my dear Madam. My name is Ying. I am Nyx's familiar. I am speaking to you through telepathy, as a bird with a beak has a tough time speaking the human language."

"You're not familiar to me." Rtas accused the diminutive bird.

Before Ying could elaborate further metal groaned as the doors parted and bullets pinged off of Palmer's cover as fresh SHIELD agents responded to the alarm that had gone off as soon as Rtas had removed the previous guards.

"We can talk about it later! Just free her and let's get the others!" Palmer responded as she stepped out form her cover and began to lay down suppressing fire with her policed assault rifle.

Rtas quickly stepped up to the child and disabled the bonds. He caught her as she fell ready to hand her off to Zeratul as his shield's and active camouflage made him a more suitable candidate for aiding Palmer. When he turned he saw that Zeratul was already gone.

Palmer who was trying to ignore her training to shoot for the center of mass instead relied on aiming for extremities or areas around the soldier's as to force them to keep their heads down. She only notice Zeratul's passing as he said "Watch your fire. I do not wish to be shot in the back."

Before she could even respond Zeratul had faded from sight leaving Palmer momentarily clueless to where he had gone. As she went back to fighting she could a slight shimmer as Zeratul made his way to the soldiers that were completely oblivious to the Dark Prelate.

"Do all aliens turn invisible?" Palmer muttered as she fired her stolen rifle on the soldiers being sure not to hit the small shimmer.

Zeratul made his way closer to the soldiers weighing his options. In truth it would be simpler to kill them, but at the same time he wondered why these warriors' refrained from killing as well. The creature that had freed him had definitely was no stranger to warfare as was the human female that had been with him. Her line of fire was well disciplined but her mouth didn't seem to share the same quality.

As he ventured forward he still didn't quite understand why he was considering this. He had no attachment to any of these individuals. However, they seemed just as confused about their predicament as he did. The warrior did say he had an individual gathering information about where they were. That alone might be worth siding with them. After he had gained that information and seen what they were fighting for then he would make his decision. If they fought for justice he would be with them, and if not he would deal with them as he had dealt with the Zerg.

As he advanced he still had as of yet to answer the question of to or not to kill. He came to the conclusion that he would strike them down and would use lethal force only as necessary. In truth they never had a chance.

As a soldier rounded the corner of his cover Zeratul struck the man dead center in the chest with a flying kick. The man flew against the far wall with a loud crack and did not rise.

Before the other agents could comprehend what had happened an invisible force descended upon them and systematically began to render them inherit. Zeratul struck with open palms and held back the force of his kicks. If a soldier almost trained his weapon upon him he would use simple grappling moves to remove the weapon from the soldiers' hands before tossing them aside. In the span of twenty seconds he had taken an eight man team out of commission.

"Had these soldiers been aware of my abilities the battle may not have gone so easily in my favor." Zeratul thought to himself as he went back to see Palmer approaching him with a plastic card key similar to the one that Rtas had used.

"Help Rtas. I'll hold back any reinforcements."

Zeratul stiffened his body almost in affront as what right did this human female have the right to give him orders? Then again it didn't matter. From the looks of things there were others that needed to be free. Besides, Palmer wasn't it, was armed with a ranged weapon as well as shielding so it made more sense for her to act as an early warning system

"If I find this…" Zeratul paused reflecting on the name of the individual that both Palmer and Rtas seemed interested in. "This Master Chief is there anything I should say so that he knows I'm an ally?"

"Tell him that Commander Palmer still thinks that his legends make him sound taller." Palmer said without turning around.

Zeratul did not understand the reference but accepted as some inside joke and moved onto the cell opposite of Rtas'. He flipped the keycard in his hands not quite sure what he should do. Taking a moment to study the lock he saw nothing that stood out as a place where he could slide the card. So to test out the lock he waved the card in front of a large rectangle that seemed to be present near all of the doors and was rewarded to see his slide open with a room full of armed soldiers.

Zeratul only had a moment to take everything in. There were four men in total with their weapons trained on the door with a fifth in the back with a knife to the throat of red and black armored creature. There was a green armored individual similar to Palmers as well, but that wasn't Zeratul's primary concern. Before the soldiers could even begin to pull the trigger Zeratul vanished in a puff of black smoke only to reappear behind the knife wielding individual. He grabbed the man in the suit by the back of the neck and held him as a shield in front of the soldiers. Zeratul was now stuck because he couldn't risk any of them firing without hitting the two prisoners. If Rtas or any of the others could distract them then he was sure that he could incapacitate them.

"Hey-there-buddy-you-mind-setting-me-loose."

Zeratul turned around to see another bird in the form of a man pointing to his wrist band. Zeratul knew he needed an ally so he complied. The moment the bands had dropped the card had been ripped out of his hands. Before he could turn his head to find the creature, there were several grunts of pain and sounds of bodies slamming into walls. When Zeratul turned to where the soldiers once stood he saw that there weapons had been completely taken apart and they were all sprawled out on the floor.

"Ready-for-some-payback-Master-Chief?"

Zeratul turned to the sound of the voice to see that the red creature stood next to the green soldier and had already deactivated the bands.

"Rev, find the others. Free them." The voice was strong and commanded respect.

"You-going-to-be-alright?" Rev asked with concern as recalled how the soldier had been hurting after the fight with Diablo.

"Go." The Master Chief commanded.

Rev looked him over once more before disappearing in a red blur.

"You are the Master Chief?"

The Master Chief turned to face Zeratul, sizing him up while he did.

"Yes." Was the simple response.

"When I found you Palmer told me to tell you that the legends make you sound taller."

"A lot of people believe that." Was the response with a small nod to Zeratul.

Zeratul nodded back in kind acknowledging that they at least saw each other as temporary allies. Palmer spotting the Chief handed over a policed assault rifle and pistol as well as several clips as he stepped out into the hall to join the others.

Rtas had checked the rest of the cells and had returned with just Korra and Tech. Korra was still unconscious and looked as if she still hadn't received any medical attention. Tech was now carrying both Korra and Nyx. Even though Tech was putting up a Herculean effort in supporting both of them his body simply wasn't built to carry that much weight.

"If only she was awake. Then I would have access to the rest of my abilities." Ying commented as he flew in a small circle above his master.

"Did that bird just speak?" Tech asked.

"Ahem." Rev coughed.

"You know what I meant." Tech replied.

"The bird is my familiar. He's kind of the Ying to my Yang." The child in Tech's arm spoke as she slowly stirred.

"Why is it whenever I express concern for your welfare you respond with sarcastic wit?"

"The universe may be chaotic, but some things are constant. Name's Nyx by the way." The girl said as she partially wiggled out of Tech's grasp.

"Got-some-new-faces." Rev said to the Master Chief.

"And they're all getting off." The Master Chief said as he looked over everyone. For some reason he especially wanted to make sure that everyone that he met facing Diablo made it off the Hellicarrier.

"I have that covered." Rtas said as took center stage.

He amped the volume on his radio so that everyone could hear the conversation.

"Batman, how's your mission progressing?"

"You know when you said that all of the attention would be focused on you?" Batman replied over the sound of gunfire.

"Yes."

"I'm beginning to think that that was a lie." Batman's voice growled over the sound of someone getting socked in the face.

The sound of gunfire erupted in the corridor as Palmer rapidly backpedaled while firing her weapon. Bullets pinged off her shields as she retreated. Zeratul, Palmer, Chief, Rtas, and Rev lined up in that order in front to form a solid line.

The gunfire died and around the corner came a tightly packed group of soldiers in a standard phalanx with riot shields before them.

"I never said that there wouldn't be guards I just said that I'd have their attention." Rtas replied as he killed the connection.

"Rev do you think…"Master Chief began before he was rudely interrupted by the little girl that walked under his legs.

"I got this." Nyx said as her palms and eyes began to glow with a vibrant purple.

A low chant escaped from Nyx's lips in an incantation of a language that no one had ever heard before. Her power grew with each syllable before she reached a bright crescendo. Nyx's hand flew forward and the purple energy traveled straight into the phalanx. The phalanx was broken and the soldiers were scattered.

"Whoops. I think I missed a syllable. I meant concussion, not concussion wave." Nyx said mischievously.

"If I didn't know you better I might have believed you." Ying responded as he took position on Nyx's shoulder.

"Do you want me to feed you to Teekl?" Nyx responded.

"What was that?" Palmer asked surprised again. She had lost count of the number of surprises after she had seen the Chief talking to a red roadrunner.

"Magic. The fun kind of magic." Nyx responded with her hands on her hips.

"Magic is not real." Tech replied from the rear.

"Who are you calling not real…you…you…dog?" Nyx jeered back.

"I'm a coy…"

"Enough!" Chief barked. "We start moving now before they send more squads. It's time we get off this ship. After that we can start finding answers as to where we are."

Nobody said a word as the Chief took the lead. The others fell in line behind him as he seemed to be the only one taking charge of the situation.

"Rtas, do you know where Batman is?"

"Batman, what is your location?" Rtas asked.

There was the sound of gunfire as Batman's radio came to life. Seconds passed before the gunfire was punctuated by the sounds of men grunting in pain.

"I'm by the third gun battery. The other two gun batteries have been decommissioned. I have a program already hacking their network to send all available data to the Batmobile. If we take this out, the skies are clear. However, I wasn't able to get anywhere near their comms array. They have it heavily fortified."

There was the sound of ricocheting bullets as another firefight started.

"I think they're on to what I'm up to though. They keep sending in squads." Batman said as he took cover behind hardened shell batteries. The soldiers wouldn't dare fire upon their own ammunition for fear of putting holes in their own ship.

"Who here knows how to fly?" the Master Chief asked.

Tech, Palmer, Rtas, Rev, and Zeratul all raised their hands.

"How many of you have ever flown human aircraft?"

"I built the basic designs for my world's police force as well as done several actual flights to test them myself." Tech said as he tried to see if Korra would wake.

"Alright. Rev, if you have a map of the ship do you think you could clear us a root up to the flight deck?"

Rtas displayed the holographic map of the ship.

Rev nodded.

"Palmer, can you clear the third gun battery?"

"You do know that I out rank you?" Palmer asked as she checked her clip size.

The Master Chief said nothing as he simply stared her down.

"This isn't my first rodeo, Chief. Consider it done." Palmer said as she moved past the Chief.

"Rev." The Master Chief caught the speedster before he began to run. "After you have cleared a path go help Batman and Palmer."

"You-can-count-on-this-bird." Rev said as he gave two thumbs up before speeding off in a red blur.

"Tech, you and Korra are beside me. Understood?" the Master Chief addressed.

"I'll try to keep up." Tech replied.

"All right let's move."

Time 18:50

Location: Hellicarrier SHIELD

Designation: Speedster

Rev moved at near blinding speeds. Before the soldiers of SHIELD could respond to him he had already disarmed them and punched them aside. Rather than simply clear his allies a path he had cleared two floors and had sealed several sections of the ship by tearing up the cables feeding power to the doors. It would suffice to say that he had a bit of a vendetta to settle with SHIELD after they had threatened him and the Master Chief with torture.

By the time he had reached the flight deck he had rendered twenty-six hostiles unconscious. On the flight deck he found himself free to move at even greater speeds but was also open to a lot more bullets. SHIELD security personal had also been sent to protect their aerial vehicles as well. It still didn't prove to be much of a challenge as he disarmed them of their weapons, dumping their armaments over the side of the ship, and proceeded to politely greet every SHIELD with his fists. In about twelve seconds he had cleared the entire flight deck.

Knowing that with his speed that he still had extra time he took it upon himself to inspect the troop carriers to disable all but one. He had also decided to read the entire manual of the aircraft dog-earing the important parts that would aid Tech in getting the vehicle in the air. After that was done he zoomed off to the third gun battery.

Time 18:52

Location: Hellicarrier SHIELD

Designation: Commander

Palmer moved through the ship silently. The weight of her armor belied her grace. With the suits enhanced hearing capabilities she was aware of the hostiles long before they came into view. For now she relied on stealth as her objective was too aid Batman and simply taking out every person she came across would alert everyone else to her presence and that would draw unwanted attention. To bypass her opponents she either hung from the ceiling or simply ghosted past them when they were looking in other directions. They were good, but she was better.

Whoever was in charge seemed to have stepped up patrols and trying to rally an offensive.. There appearedto be a large collection of soldiers that were moving to one central area. Apparently there was going to be a mass rally before they pushed into their compromised sectors. Palmer made a note that she would make sure that her Spartans would be well trained if such an occurrence were to happen on the Infinity.

"I really do hope that the Chiefknows what he's doing. It looks like there is going to be a lot of them heading there. He may not have a choice in the matter if it comes to killing." Palmer thought as she watched the latest patrol round the corner.

She checked her map one more time before she saw that she was getting closer to her objective which was the rear end of the ship. Sure enough could hear soldiers forming a barricade around the single entrance to the gun room. Apparently they were sending teams to deal with the Bat as well as to make sure that he didn't leave either. Not a bad plan. The only problem however was a certain Spartan IV.

Palmer knew that she could kill the five men before the first one even hit the ground, however termination of their adversaries was not advisable at this point. At least going by the Master Chief and Rtas.

What creature could have convinced an Elite not to kill? Now that she needed to see.

Weighing her options Palmer came to a conclusion that would result in the fewest casualties possible. The fact that they were all to be taken out with non-fatal force represented a challenge she had never faced before. She always did love challenges.

Taking the rifle she fired in short bursts destroying the lights. The soldiers reacted immediately by turning to the sound of her rifle and firing. They shot in short bursts for five short seconds before they ceased fire. One of them tried to get a flash light on while the rest kept their weapons trained ready to shoot at the smallest hint of a noise.

When the soldier turned his light all he saw was a giant in white armorrushing at him. Palmer grabbed the man by his collar and tossed him into one of his comrades while she directed the light's beam onto the two that flanked her on the right side. The blinded men didn't fire as they didn't have a good line of sight and couldn't risk hitting their comrades. Palmer struck out at the first with a "light jab" at the man's jaw and followed up with a "slow" round house kick at the second man. By the time the four out of the five men had been taken out the last one was beginning to train his weapon on her. Turning to face him Palmer slapped the weapon aside with her right hand as her left went for the man's collar. She slammed him up to the ceiling once before dropping him to the floor.

"Two point five seconds. Not bad." Palmer mused. Now she had a new record to beat.

She approached the door with one of the unconscious men and the door opened to two guards on the other side who didn't even bother turning. It was their loss. Palmer cupped one head in each hand and brought them together with a loud clunk. They both dropped like a sad bag of potatoes.

Palmer could hear voices of the troops as they hunted, but unsuccessfully for Batman. Turning around she proceeded to rip the lock mechanism out of the door so that it wouldn't sealbehind her.

"Alright Batman, come out come out wherever you are." Palmer thought as she stalked forward.

Time 18:55

Location: Hellicarrier SHIELD

Designation: Alpha Team

The Master Chief had to admit that if Rev wanted a job done he got it done fast. Every soldier they had come across had been knocked unconscious and their guns had been stripped into parts and tossed into a corner. Every door aside from the path that they were taking had its wiring ripped out rendering it inoperable.

The Master Chief could only begin to ponder if Rev had been involved in the UNSC-Covenant War how much the war would have turned in their favor, and how many lives would have been spared from false prophets. The Chief wasn't the only one as he could see looks on amazement on veteran combatants as they passed each unconscious soldier.

Then again there was the flipside. What if someone had Rev's capability but only wished to cause mayhem and ill will. Were there people in this world also capable of such feats or other abilities? If his lessons in physics had taught him anything then anyone with that speed would be nigh unstoppable. So if he had to stop Rev then how would he do it? It was a question to ponder for a later time. While he did trust Rev that didn't mean that they would be allies forever.

"It is amazing what this Rev can do. If he had chosen to kill then this corridor would have been a massacre. I'm only grateful that the Zerg never acquired such an ability. Zergling rushes are bad enough as is." Zeratul said as he took up formation behind Tech and Korra. Tech was carrying Korra via piggy back and as a result her hair kept on getting in his face.

"Well that's what makes him a hero. He takes responsibility for his powers and knows how to use them appropriately for the benefit of himself and others." Tech said. His voice had a bite to it as if he needed to defend Rev.

"I meant no disrespect." Zeratul's own voice was neutral.

Tech let out a sigh escape his teeth before turning back to face Zeratul.

"I understand. It's just that for us…to kill is wrong. We've been entrusted by the people for their protection. That is a right that can be easily taken away if we abuse our power. We enforce the law, but justice is up to the courts. So that everyone can see that justice was carried out."

"I envy you. I wish we all had that capability." Zeratul's voice taking a somber note as he reflected on those where justice demanded their head.

Rtas studied Zeratul carefully as he and the young human took up the rear of the formation. The girl eyed him curiously but he pretended to ignore her stare so that he could better assess the ones before him.

"You're not a demon are you?" the girl asked breaking the silence.

"No." Rtas said surprised by the question. Then again he shouldn't be. He was in a world where humanity hadn't met the Covenant yet, for that matter Sangheili.

"Are you an E.T.?"

"E.T.?"

"You know, extra-terrestrial. Do you think you could phone home and get us a lift?"

"If I summoned reinforcements, they would believe our truce was broken. My brothers would glass this entire planet." Rtas said honestly.

This stopped Nyx in her tracks for a moment before she ran to catch up to the Elite.

"What was that about?" Nyx asked to herself.

"A topic that he does not wish to discuss. For now we should probably concentrate on getting out of here." Her familiar Ying commented as he watched their rear.

Nyx kept quiet for the moment knowing that escaping this place was there first priority, but this creature had piqued her interest. It would be something to do should she get bored.

Soon they had reached the flight deck to see several of the troop carriers completely and utterly dismantled, save for one.

"By the Gods! It only took us minutes to get here. How did he do all this?" Rtas asked as he stared at the dismantled planes.

"We can ask him later. Tech give Korra to me and get the bird warmed up. I want to be out of here as soon as the others are back." The Master Chief said.

"Roger, Chief." Tech said the Master Chief took Korra bridal style.

Tech raced up to the cockpit to see that Rev had already read through the flight manual and had dog tagged the important bits.

"Rev, you make this too easy. I was looking forward to a challenge." Tech said as he sat in the pilot's chair and rapidly ran through the manual while hitting all the necessary buttons to warm up the plane.

As Tech dealt with the plane, Chief placed Korra into one of the chair's putting a harness across her body. Ashe did so she slowly came back to consciousness.

"Green-armor man…" her voice was weak and groggy.

"Master Chief…you can call me the Chief." The Master Chief said as she finished clipping her in.

"Chief…are we free?" Korra said as her voice filled with more strength. She tried to rise, but the Master Chief put her down with one arm.

"Almost. Stay here. You need your rest."

"But I can…"

"You have an injured leg and possibly more injuries I don't know about. So for now just stay put. We're nearly free."

"Okay…" she slightly mumbled before she put her head into her elbow and closed her eyes once more.

Satisfied that she was fine he exited the rear hatch to see that Nyx, Rtas, and Zeratul had formed a semi-circle around the plane. Both Zeratul and Rtas were in a deep discussion of where the SHIELD agents might come from and what might be the best way to prevent them from getting near the plane.

"Alright. Our job is to secure the perimeter. We are to keep a look out…" The Master Chief was at this point eyeing Nyx. She was only a little girl. He could not order her into harm's way. "Nyx get in the plane and defend Tech while he gets the bird ready. The rest of us will use the debris of the dismantled planes to form a barrier behind the plane."

"You saw what I can do. I can fight."

"No." the Master Chief's voice brooked no room for argument.

Nyx just stared up at the blank visor unwilling to budge.

"Chief, the girl has some extraordinary abilities. Why doesn't she help form the barricade if she can…" Zeratul offered.

"Piece of cake." Nyx interjected.

"…While Rtas and I go about sabotaging some of the entrances to the flight deck. We could use that to buy ourselves more time."

"Do it." The Master Chief said after a few moments.

Zeratul nodded and then he and Rtas faded from view as they activated their respective forms of camouflage.

"What kind of barrier do we want? Do we want a traditional barrier or an animated one?"

"Animated?" Chief asked.

"Good choice. I always like things that are a little chaotic." Nyx said as her eyes began to glow.

Time 19:00

Location: Hellicarrier SHIELD

Designation: Fury

"I want all available Hellicarrier's to converge on my position." Fury said calmly to a communication specialist inside a chaotic control room. His voice however belied the rage he feeling. His ship had been infiltrated. Most of his anti-air weapons had been knocked out of commission. A prison break was well under way, making SHIELD's highly trained professionals a laughing stock. Everyone present was wise to avoid his gaze.

Men and women scrambled back and forth as they tried to understand what was happening to their systems as well as what was happening to their ship. The computer system was going haywire from a virus that was rendering their system almost inoperable. The ship had been put in a state of alert and soldiers had been scrambled, but all of their countermeasures seemed to have failed. The first and second gun batteries had been taken out and the status of the third was questionable. All squads that had gone to apprehend the prisoners within the brig were unresponsive.

"Also get me any Avengers nearby and tell them that we have a situation."

The technician complied and turned back to Fury already with someone on the line.

"Fury, it's Iron-man. He wants to talk." A woman said from behind Fury.

Fury turned to see Commander Maria Hill holding a headset. The short haired burnet didn't look like much, but she hadn't risen to that rank simply because she looked good in uniform. She was a highly capable soldier that was not meant to be underestimated. Fury grimaced before he took the headset.

"Tony, we have a situation."

"Oh don't be like that. The ships still in the air right? No Norwegian alien-god trying to blow it up?"

"Iron-man. We have a SITUATION we need your help."

"I'm on my way. When Jarvis told me that someone had hacked the encryption software that I gave you guys I knew that I need to meet the…"

"Jarvis knows we've been hacked?" Fury said almost more mad at Tony then at anyone else presently.

"Sorry…osing…nal." Iron-man's line began to fade out.

"You know I know that you're faking losing connection right?" Fury asked.

He got no response as the line went dead.

"Black Widow. Hawkeye. Make sure that the last gun-battery does not fall." Fury said as he turned to a red headed Russian and a man wielding a bow.

"Fury, I'm hurt. You make it sound like we might fail."

"You want a list?" his voice began to leak the fury that he held back.

"Ouch. That hurts, Fury." Hawkeye mocked.

"Just know that he's talking about you." the female fatale said as she walked away.

"Criticism from both sides of the isle! Today is not my day. Oh, well might as well go see if these prisoners can give us a challenge."


So what did you guys think? Anyways I was just going to let you guys know that Nyx and Ying are not an official DC characters and thus I thought should provide you with this bio.

Name: Nyx

Species: Human though because of her powers, and her love for mischief some may think she isn't human, or fully human at least.

Gender: female

Abilities: Nyx is a chaos magic user.

Personality/Likes: Nyx is a real tomboy who just want's to have fun, and despises being bored. She has a habit of being sarcastic at times. She really enjoy's causing mischief, and pulling prank's. She's alway's looking to have a good time. Sadly for everyone else her idea's for fun are, causing chaos, causing property damage, a good fight, messing with people, and watching/spying on thing's, or people she find's entertaining, or interesting. She also enjoy's mocking people, and giving people she know's friend or foe nicknames.

Despite the Chaos she enjoy's causing. Nyx has yet to kill or seriously hurt anyone. In fact she usually tries her best to make sure something like that doesn't happen. Nyx once told Klarion she will lose a toy to play with if she does kill someone or damage them to much. But the truth is Nyx doesn't like killing. She will only kill if she has no other option, if it's necessary, or if she think the person in question truly does deserve to be killed.

Name: Ying

Gender: Male

Species: Raven

Personality: Ying is the opposite of Nyx calm, mature and strict. While Ying does follow any order from his mistress faithfully. He also does his best to keep her out of trouble. Sadly as history show's he doesn't have the best luck with that.

Appearance: Has a grey underbelly with black wings.

Anyways I hope you enjoyed this installment and look forward to more. Leave a review if you like what I'm doing!

Anyways 2 good 2 kill signing off.