The Commander and the Zealot

by Lighting wolf knight

Zesh was a Supreme commander, convicted for a dishonor. Nessa was a zealot who failed her order. Will they find that love is worth the sacrifice? Rated M for Violence, Profanity, Death and War themes. On hold for now.

10. Geting the Chief

Summary/disclaimer: Time for another chapter of Commander and the Zealot. Enjoy the 400-word chapter. I don't own Halo, Microsoft and 343 do.

Zesh looked at the crashed dropships on the holomonitor as he turned to a storm elite to speak.

"Dispatch a phantom and tell ground units to find the dropships, brutes will be on the humans before we know it if we don't hurry." The storm elite nodded and tapped the command to tell the dropship to depart. Pulse lasers fired and destroyed the Brute Banshees before they could retreat as 2 type 44 phantoms left the carriers hanger and headed for the jungle floor.

Nessa slashed a brute as her zealots fired on jackal snipers in the trees, she looked up to see the human sergeant and his squad fire. The Arbiter, Spartan, and a group of marines ran past Nessa and her troops as she waved her remaining grunts and Zealots past. Several storm jackals fired plasma pistols at the brutes and grunts as an enemy phantom dropped off more troops.

Nessa looked over the human dropship as her Zealots inspected the wreckage.

"Shipmistress, we see no sight of the other dropship, it must have crashed in the lake." A type 44 phantom flew overhead as she climbed back towards the human and Arbiter, she grabbed her carbine as she did so. Arbiter spoke up.

"The brutes have the last of the humans, Zesh, I require banshees if the brutes send in reinforcements." Zesh spoke a minute later asVengeance of the Warrior glided over theriver.

"I am sending a flight now, Arbiter, they are yours to command." Nessa leapt down and fired her carbine as her storm grunts and Zealots jumped down and fired carbines and plasma pistols into the brutes, Jackals and enemy grunts.

"She takes after her mate, I see." Arbiter jumped down after the others as he fired into the brutes.

Nessa kicked the final brute into the water as she leaned down to look at the chieftain as he died. Several brute 52 phantoms raced over the hills, Nessa looked as Banshees fired their fuel rod canons. Striking a phantom and sending it crashing into the 3 others as a pelican dropship settled over the water and a type 44 Phantom settled next to it. Nessa, her 5 Zealots, 10 grunts, and 4 jackals climbed into the dropship as it lifted off.

Author notes

Ok, I have one other chapter on Thursday. Until then enjoy this small chapter, Lighting wolf out.