Chapter-8: Destiny's Cruel Hand Starts to Move.
Disclaimer: dis'klāmər: a statement that denies something, especially responsibility. An act of repudiating another's claim or renouncing one's own.
I honestly have to ask… What is repudiating? One second…
… The pronunciation has far too many symbol letters so I will just give the definition.
: Refuse to accept or be associated with.
Huh… well I guess technically disclaimer doesn't really fit what most authors use it for. Out of curiosity is there a better word? Well whatever… I have stalled for long enough
I do not own Halo or any other property I decide to use for this Fanfiction. I make absolutely no money off of this story. If you paid to read this story you have been ripped off and honestly deserved it for doing so.
High Charity
"GRRROOOAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRR!" Thel Vadam roared in pain as the brand scorched his chest. A shadow looked from above the crowds.
He spoke into a comm on the cloak he was wearing. "Master Ash the Fleetmaster, Thel Vadamee is now Thel Vadam. His receiving his mark of shame."
"Understood Shadow Clone 204. Keep an eye on him. Make sure they keep him alive until they make him the Arbiter. We need him alive or else things will not end badly. What of Shadow Clone 043's mission?" Ash's voice replied through the comms.
"He has made contact with Thel's family and are currently making plans to go into hiding. They will be safe Master."
"Good. If anything it will be a great bargaining chip to have Thel help us. I will see you soon."
"Good luck master." The clone cut the transmission before melting into the shadows. He had a lot of work to do. After all making sure a hero doesn't die prematurely is hard work.
Malta Station
I cut the transmission with my shadow clone before I made it back to the command center. I sighed for what I guess was the hundredth time. "Are they done with that press conference yet?" I asked the commander.
"For the last time! No! We will tell you when you can head back to the Cairo." The annoyed commander said.
WEEH-WEEH-WEEH-WEEH! An alarm sounded off.
"What is wrong?" I asked.
"Attention all UNSC forces Covenant forces have been spotted entering the atmosphere. All MAC guns ready for fire." I hear Cortana announce on the big screen. "Also boarding crafts have been confirmed to be heading for the stations. Be ready for contact."
"Well then… Could I borrow a gun? I would rather not accidentally punch a hole through the hole with Dratana." I asked.
"Gun racks are out that door and to your left. Good hunting." replied the commander.
I follow his directions and find myself a good ol' shotgun and a pair of pistols. "Dratana! Where is the nearest boarding craft?" I asked as she used my sensors to scan the ship. The bulk head closed behind me to protect the command center.
"300 meters to your left, then follow the hallway down my scanners indicate several landed by the hanger as well." She replied after a bit.
"Good Hunting" I said in my comms to the others.
Cairo Station
"You as well Ash." John replied in the comms. They had just plowed through the first contact and were on their way to Habitat Alpha. Things were going well. But then again it helped that there were three Spartans on board doing the dirty work.
They were deadly efficient killing the Covenant in each room they encountered them. They soon made it to the hanger bay and easily wiped the boarding party there as well.
"Hey, check it out! The Malta's already driven off its boarders."
"Is it just me or did that seem too easy even for Ash?"
"Malta, what's your status, over?" Cortana asked.
"I don't believe it! They're retreating, we won!" replied the commander.
"Ash?" asked John.
"I didn't do it. According to Dratana they were still swarming the ship when…Oh… OH SHI-" Ash started before his comms stopped.
"Ash what happened!" John yelled before he saw the Malta get ripped apart by a massive explosion.
"Holy shit…" Daisy muttered before the shock wave hit.
"ASH!" Noble screamed.
Uhh…
What now Kaelus?
How the hell does a shock wave hit them when they are in Orbit? I mean there shouldn't be enough Atmosphere to spread that shockwave.
That's actually a good point. Well they did say something about an antimatter charge.
Still an explosion. After the release of energy ripped apart the station there is no way it could have propagated the energy to reach a station in geosynchronous orbit with Earth.
Huh… I have no argument for that. I even researched it a little the shrapnel would cause damage but… I couldn't really find anything about the shock wave.
…
Oh yeah… Story… Hehehe. Woops.
"Ow… That actually hurt." I moaned after I regained my senses lost from the explosion. Which did not help when I crash landed on the Athens hull.
"Dratana? What the hell happened?" I asked.
"There was an antimatter bomb that the Covenant place on the ship before they left." replied Dratana.
"You mean like those Covenant are doing now?" I replied motioning to the fleeing ships.
"Yup."
"Hagh… Where will I land?" I asked as I noticed I was pointed towards Earth.
"New Mombasa."
"Welp at least I will be landing in the right place…" I moaned before…
BOOOM!
"AAAAHHHH!" I think I screamed as the air started to burn around me in the atmosphere.
CLANG!
"What the hell?" I moaned as I found myself plastered against a hull of ship.
"Congrats master you managed to land on the hull of the Covenant flagship." She said before I realized something.
"Why am I looking at the ground?"
Plink.
"SHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!" I yelled before I impacted the ground.
BOOM!
"Master."
"What?" I asked in the crater.
"Why didn't you just fly and save yourself."
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"SON OF A BI-"
Pelican above New Mombasa
"We are not doing that again." said Daisy while in her Pod.
"What? We only did an orbit insertion with no safety dear to give the Covenant their bomb back." replied Noble. If she wasn't wearing a helmet they would see a wide smirk.
"Buck up Spartans. We are in a war." replied John as he looked at the convoy of Warthogs below as more Pelicans went above them.
"The message just repeats. Regret, Regret, Regret." said Cortana over the comms.
"Catchy. Any idea what it means?" asked Keyes over the comms as well.
"Dear Humanity… we regret being alien bastards. We regret coming to Earth. And we most certainly regret the Corps just blew up our raggedy-ass fleet!" bragged Johnson as he joined the pilots at the front.
"Oo-rah!" the pilots chanted.
"Regret is a name, Sergeant. The name of one of the Covenant's religious leaders. A Prophet. He's on that carrier, and he's calling for help."
Immediate: Grid kilo two-three is hot. Recommend mission abort."
With Ash
BOOM ZAAAP!
"The hell was that Dratana?" I asked as was looking around on top of a building I landed near.
"That was a Covenant Scarab shooting down the Pelican about to land on your head."
"Huh?" I asked before I noticed the shadow over me. I looked up and noticed the flaming Pelican aimed for me. "GAGH!" I yelled as I caught the Pelican but the building collapsed under me. "Ugh…" I moan from the impact.
I hear a bunch of people getting out of the Pelican. "Shake it off, Marines. Clear the crash site! Go, go, go!"
"OY! YOU SONSUVBITCHES JUST GONNA HIT AND RUN ON ME!?"I yell as I try to push the Pelican off of me.
"Ash!" I hear a familiar voice yell as three sights for sore eyes helped me push off the Pelican.
"What happened to you?" asked Daisy referring to the many scorch marks and actual dents on my armor.
"I played pinball. The Athens, The Malta, and that carrier were the paddles. I sadly was the ball. Then you idiots decide to park your Pelican on my head!" I yelled.
"See? I told you he would be fine." replied John before helping me up.
"Nice to see you again to John. Now then what is the plan?"
"That ship you played pinball with? We are heading to take it out." He replied.
"I am very game for that." I growled. "Dratana! You ready?" I asked as I summoned her into existence before converting her into gun mode.
She hummed as she readied her shots. "Of course Master."
AN: So… I realize that this chapter is rather short. I apologize but for story pacing reasons and the fact the next part will actually be rather large I had to cut this short. By large I mean I will be lucky if it doesn't go over 5000 words. So… Next time. Oh and thank you again Mr. or Mrs. Guest for reviewing. I have absolutely no clue if you are the same person or not. But I appreciate it just the same.
