Disclaimer: I don't own Code Lyoko
William got off the bed, and ripped off the IV. Blood started to seep out of the prick, but instantly clotted. A red haze clouded William' eyes, and William howled an unearthy war cry. Then all of a sudden, the feeling was gone. The red haze disappeared, and William felt drained.
The same doctor came in again, accompanied by a pair of guards and a technician.
"William. How do you feel?" the doctor asked.
"Drained. Something washed over me, an urge to kill." William replied in a low voice.
"William. You represent the rebel's super weapon. You are a, as the UNSC would call, Spartan. We operated on you, one, to save your life, two, to turn you into a Spartan. You have the right genetics we needed. Come follow me. We'll take a full medical exam later. War is on the horizon, and you need your new gear."
"New gear?" William questioned.
"No time. Hurry." The doctor breifly replied.
They strode down the hall, turned left, and down another. They passed several security "outposts", desgned to prevent infiltration. Down a flight of stairs, past a security gate, Down yet another hall, and finally, into a large, well light room.
William looked on with awe at what hung in the center of the room. It was a full SPI Mark XII suit, or at least, what appeared to be.
"Hurry. Onto the platform. Spread out your arms." the technician said.
William got onto the platform, and raised his arms. The techian began fitting the armor onto William, with the help of 4 other technicians.
20 minutes later, the suit was on William.
"Alright. Power on suit."
A technician at an control panel flipped some switches, and high voltage wires connected to the armor fed electricity to start the suit.
William clenched his fingers, and unclenched them. The suit mimicked his actions. William felt powerful.
"Energize shields."
The technician pulled a lever, and a surge of power charged the shield matrices. A shield shimmered into place around William.
"Put fusion reactor online."
A few pushes later, the suit thrummed to life, then quieted down to a near silent pur, then into nothing.
"Fusion core stabilzed." the technician at the panel replied.
"This is a suit, built entirely from scratch. This suit is modeled after the newer SPI suits, and the Mjolnir armor. It has camo and shield capabilites, and can enhance your strength by 3 fold.
The first technician then handed him a long, rectangular rifle.( On google, search for tau plasma rifle.)
"This is a plasm pulse rifle. It is some of the most potent rifles ever invented. This rifle has an effective range of 500 yards. It has some light anti-armor capabilties. This pulse rifle is powered by these energy cells, or can be powered by your suit by attaching this cord from the butt of the rifle to this port here. This rifle is also linked to your HUD, so it will tell you how much ammunition you have."
William took the rifle from him, and slid home a cell. It was light. and was perfectly balanced.William cocked the rifle, and polarized the visor.
Odd yelled out "Charge!!!"
The Marines ran out of cover, throwing grenades and firing their weapons to cover their advance.
Odd engaged some Covenant in close combat, breaking their bodies apart. He tossed aside a Grunt, a limp rag doll.
All around him, meelee ensued, but Odd was painfully aware that the ship was almost into position.
Odd abandoned the Brute he was fighting and ran for the lift.
"Rally to me Marines!" Odd yelled.
The Marines ran onto the lift, and formed a circle on it, guns outward. They staggered their fire, so that there was a continous rain of fire in a full 360 degrees.
Just as the ship fired, the lift engaged and sucked the UNSC into the belly of the ship.
The detonation was spectacular sight, red plasma burning away the trees, vaporizing everything in a wall of red plasma. Brute, Grunt, and Jackals fell in scores, instantly killed by their own brethern, by weapons meant for full size space battles. It was a testimony to just how much firepower the Covenant could muster. It was a lightning bolt from Zeus, annilating all. And when the plasma dissipated, all that was left was a mile wide crater of glass. Nothing survived, not even a needler, or a scrap of armor. this just proved how much technology the Covenant had at their disposal, and the willingness the destroy the enemy, even if it cost unnessecessary losses
Odd and the Marines materialized inside a bay. It was surprisingly empty. Odd ordered the Marines to take firing positions on the ridge that went along the whole bay.
"Covenant security patrols have been sent to restablish the lift and troop presence on the ground." Aelita said. "I'm hacking into the Covenant battle network, and I'm going to try to intercept some communications."
Odd waved at the Marines, ordering them to be silent and crouch low into the shadows. Odd bent low and dropped something on the floor, then Odd climbed onto the ridge, and turned his camo. Covenant filed into the room, unaware of the stowaways. A tank and a couple of squads walked to the platform, and beamed down to the ground. A few seconds later, a replacement grav lift was beamed down along with Grunt worker teams. Group by group they went, until no more were left.
Odd reached into his satchel and pulled out a remote control. He flipped the idiot proof cap, and pressed the detonator. On the ground, a semi-nuclear blast blew, destroying the platform, and killing the Covenant.
"The ship's captain is unaware. He is now moving to a new planet, under orders of some supreme command. They are to attack a planet. I have yet to decode the coordinates." Aelita reported.
Odd nodded, and listened the rumble of the alien ship's engines.