Halo: The Nameless War
Chapter III: Truth & Reconciliation
The pod crash landed south of their target so they walked in darkness for more than twenty minutes. They came to high cliffs that were very thin and they had to walk two by two. Jerkin was buzzing with excitement about his impending meeting with the Master Chief.
"Do you think he'll recommend us to the company?"
"Have you ever seen him fight, I bet he's fantastic!"
"Will I ever be as good as him?"
Each of these were answered with a resounding no but he was not deterred and continued to talk as if in a trance. The younger Williams was watching his movement radar intently, occasionally stumbling because of it. He shushed Jerkin and moved forwards, pulling with him, Miller and Thyme.
They walked on for about a minute, not stopping until they were crawling on their chests up a cliff. Thyme looked down the cliff into a small round area to see a strange sort of round pad in the centre of the ground. As she watched, Covenant came down from the sky. Thyme looked up and saw a giant ship above it. The Truth and Reconciliation.
She set her Sniper Rifle to x10 and looked down into the clearing.
Two Hunters still stood on the podium, while Elites walked around it, shooting at rocks with Plasma Rifles and looking smugly at each other. A large number of Grunts were very busy, setting up Shade stationary guns all along the cliff edge. It was obvious they knew the master chief was coming.
Sergeant Miller was watching two Elites very intently, they seemed to be fighting. As they watched one of the Hunters charged its gun and shot at the growling Elite. It was hit in the head but the shield protected it, however, since the shot wasted its shield and it was well distracted Thyme took a shot, hitting it hard in the head and making it drop down dead. The Hunter merely growled mercilessly, probably happy to show off the power of his gun. There was a little more growling and it went back to the podium.
Miller smiled at her, she remembered what he had said about her being the best and smiled back.
"A good shot as well, but we won't get another chance like that. Those Hunters are respected because they're feared, nobody dares accuse them of anything. And nobody dares cause problems directly under their noses."
"So how are we meant to clear the area for the Master Chief?" asked Williams, searching the camp being set up intently.
"I've got an idea."
Thyme and Williams stayed where they were while Miller went across to the others and prepared a trap. They continued to watch and saw Jackals being lowered down, well protected by shields. They rushed forwards off the platform, one of the Hunters was eyeing them, almost begging them to start something. The Jackals took guarding positions around the area until Thyme saw one see a gun on the floor, it was a Pistol. It moved closer and fell forwards. An Elite saw it fall and went to investigate, grunting, and as it moved, six frags, in unison, flew over the ridge and exploded.
Three Elites were now dead with most of the Grunts gone too. Both Hunters charged forwards, the remaining Grunts, Jackals and Elite stopping to watch. The Hunters stepped over the ridge and also fell.
All was quiet, both Hunters had just fallen. The Elite moved forwards and also fell down at the ridge. The Grunts and Jackals now started to move as Gainer and Miller took shots with their Shotguns. The Grunts went for the podium and began to rise. They stopped.
Williams of Electronics and Thyme fell back to the ground, they had ran and reconfigured the podium, only finishing once the Grunts were already moving. They were now helpless. Thyme loaded her Sniper Rifle and shot at them, once they died they fell back down. Once they were all dead Omega Team dragged them off. Williams reported that more were coming.
Reid set explosives at the base of the podium and as teams came down they were set off. The team moved their corpses off and threw them off the ridge, where there was a steep drop to a platform. A mound of corpses, starting with the Hunters, was now being made.
Unfortunately, Reid ran out of time when three Hunters came down to visit.
As they landed they let off three Plasma blasts. Using shields from the Jackals they were blocked and Reid shot a rocket. It hit one right in the back, sending it flying while the other two were cooked by the blast. The two from the blast survived and turned towards Reid. They charged towards her and all she could do was shoot her Needler until one went down from a Shotgun blast in the back. Gainer spun her Shotgun, hitting the other under the chin and giving Miller a chance for another Shotgun blast in that ones back. The Hunters fell, but yet another team was coming down.
"There's too many, fall back!"
Miller shot a blast and hit a Grunt, ripping its suit before running again. Plasma blasts followed him until he sped into a crack in the cliff face. He threw a frag back and heard the tell tale cry of a dying Elite. The rest of the team stood in the rift while Thyme was behind a rock, picking off enemies she could see through her Sniper Rifle scope.
"I can't hold them off," she said while reloading, "we'll have to fall back more, they've finished with the guns and they're on them now. I could have taken out the closer two if not for that Jackal shielding them. We'll have to wait for the Chief."
"We can't wait that long, plus, our mission was to clear the area," shouted Miller back.
Thyme shot two more Grunts before replying, "and we did the best we could but there's nothing more we can do!"
"Yes we can. We can go back to the ridge and do that plan again."
As they ran to the ridge a Pelican flew over their heads, but they couldn't signal it. They were being chased by Elites now. Every once in a while Gainer would turn and shoot with her Shotgun, hoping to knock one back. Miller took the lead, checking around cliffs randomly. They stopped on a rounder rock and stuck to the wall. They were going to deal with the Elites right now.
The first rushed past, not realising they had stopped, and met Miller's shotgun at its throat. As it fell Mesa kicked out a foot and it went off the cliff. The second was more cautious and walked across, it saw them still out of punching range, so it met a faceful of Shotgun blast. It also fell from the cliff. A third, this time a red one, came at them but Miller swung his shotgun again, causing it to fall. Mesa looked around the corner and saw a blast from a Sniper Rifle. Thyme had climbed onto the rock above and took a shot.
"Start heading up!"
Omega Team, weapons raised, moved forwards. They climbed the rocks and walked along the higher cliff, keeping low. As they walked they could hear the Pelican landing behind them, but they had no time to lose. As they rounded a corner they cliff lowered and they had to walk in single file. James Williams was constantly having to be pushed back onto the cliff by Mesa, deeply immersed in his radar yet again. He saw something as they reached the ridge.
"Stop," he whispered, "There's heavy movement on the ridge platform. It looks like the Covenant have found the corpses. They seem to be scavenging for weapons."
"Tough shit," said Miller, "we threw what we couldn't use over the side. Do you think we could clear it with one of these Plasma Grenades we took?"
"We don't know how powerful they are, better throw two or three just to make sure."
Miller unhooked a Plasma Grenade from his belt and the older Williams and Jerkin did the same. They moved forward until they could see the Elites and Grunts around the corner. Unhooking the grenades they began to glow blue so they were thrown onto the pile of corpses. The grunts stopped to look and the Elites were too slow, the explosion sent their body parts everywhere.
"Move Up!"
Miller moved ahead, shooting a Grunt in the chest as he went. As they reached the ridge they threw over frags, so that they would not be seen. Several grunts and groans accompanied the explosion. Williams checked his radar.
"Behind us, coming up real fast!"
Scraping the wall behind them an Elite charged towards them. It threw a Plasma Grenade forward, sticking to a grunt's corpse at their feet. They saw the blue and Miller threw the body over the cliffedge. The Elite charged forward and met a Shotgun blast from Gainer, followed by a punch from Mesa, it slumped down and was dead before it hit the floor.
"Anyway," continued Williams, "above us there seems to be a sort of distraction for our frags. I think it's the Chief."
"We need to get onboard that ship," replied Miller, "is there any way we can sneak past."
"Not a chance, it's very well guarded, I think we'll have to either wait 'til the chief's done or until he's dead."
They waited in silence until they could hear nothing above, then Mesa chanced a glance.
"We're clear, we should head up!"
"Omega Team, let's go!"
They scrambled up the cliff and over onto the podium. Williams programmed a destination and they slowly raised into the ship.
Chapter III: Truth & Reconciliation
The pod crash landed south of their target so they walked in darkness for more than twenty minutes. They came to high cliffs that were very thin and they had to walk two by two. Jerkin was buzzing with excitement about his impending meeting with the Master Chief.
"Do you think he'll recommend us to the company?"
"Have you ever seen him fight, I bet he's fantastic!"
"Will I ever be as good as him?"
Each of these were answered with a resounding no but he was not deterred and continued to talk as if in a trance. The younger Williams was watching his movement radar intently, occasionally stumbling because of it. He shushed Jerkin and moved forwards, pulling with him, Miller and Thyme.
They walked on for about a minute, not stopping until they were crawling on their chests up a cliff. Thyme looked down the cliff into a small round area to see a strange sort of round pad in the centre of the ground. As she watched, Covenant came down from the sky. Thyme looked up and saw a giant ship above it. The Truth and Reconciliation.
She set her Sniper Rifle to x10 and looked down into the clearing.
Two Hunters still stood on the podium, while Elites walked around it, shooting at rocks with Plasma Rifles and looking smugly at each other. A large number of Grunts were very busy, setting up Shade stationary guns all along the cliff edge. It was obvious they knew the master chief was coming.
Sergeant Miller was watching two Elites very intently, they seemed to be fighting. As they watched one of the Hunters charged its gun and shot at the growling Elite. It was hit in the head but the shield protected it, however, since the shot wasted its shield and it was well distracted Thyme took a shot, hitting it hard in the head and making it drop down dead. The Hunter merely growled mercilessly, probably happy to show off the power of his gun. There was a little more growling and it went back to the podium.
Miller smiled at her, she remembered what he had said about her being the best and smiled back.
"A good shot as well, but we won't get another chance like that. Those Hunters are respected because they're feared, nobody dares accuse them of anything. And nobody dares cause problems directly under their noses."
"So how are we meant to clear the area for the Master Chief?" asked Williams, searching the camp being set up intently.
"I've got an idea."
Thyme and Williams stayed where they were while Miller went across to the others and prepared a trap. They continued to watch and saw Jackals being lowered down, well protected by shields. They rushed forwards off the platform, one of the Hunters was eyeing them, almost begging them to start something. The Jackals took guarding positions around the area until Thyme saw one see a gun on the floor, it was a Pistol. It moved closer and fell forwards. An Elite saw it fall and went to investigate, grunting, and as it moved, six frags, in unison, flew over the ridge and exploded.
Three Elites were now dead with most of the Grunts gone too. Both Hunters charged forwards, the remaining Grunts, Jackals and Elite stopping to watch. The Hunters stepped over the ridge and also fell.
All was quiet, both Hunters had just fallen. The Elite moved forwards and also fell down at the ridge. The Grunts and Jackals now started to move as Gainer and Miller took shots with their Shotguns. The Grunts went for the podium and began to rise. They stopped.
Williams of Electronics and Thyme fell back to the ground, they had ran and reconfigured the podium, only finishing once the Grunts were already moving. They were now helpless. Thyme loaded her Sniper Rifle and shot at them, once they died they fell back down. Once they were all dead Omega Team dragged them off. Williams reported that more were coming.
Reid set explosives at the base of the podium and as teams came down they were set off. The team moved their corpses off and threw them off the ridge, where there was a steep drop to a platform. A mound of corpses, starting with the Hunters, was now being made.
Unfortunately, Reid ran out of time when three Hunters came down to visit.
As they landed they let off three Plasma blasts. Using shields from the Jackals they were blocked and Reid shot a rocket. It hit one right in the back, sending it flying while the other two were cooked by the blast. The two from the blast survived and turned towards Reid. They charged towards her and all she could do was shoot her Needler until one went down from a Shotgun blast in the back. Gainer spun her Shotgun, hitting the other under the chin and giving Miller a chance for another Shotgun blast in that ones back. The Hunters fell, but yet another team was coming down.
"There's too many, fall back!"
Miller shot a blast and hit a Grunt, ripping its suit before running again. Plasma blasts followed him until he sped into a crack in the cliff face. He threw a frag back and heard the tell tale cry of a dying Elite. The rest of the team stood in the rift while Thyme was behind a rock, picking off enemies she could see through her Sniper Rifle scope.
"I can't hold them off," she said while reloading, "we'll have to fall back more, they've finished with the guns and they're on them now. I could have taken out the closer two if not for that Jackal shielding them. We'll have to wait for the Chief."
"We can't wait that long, plus, our mission was to clear the area," shouted Miller back.
Thyme shot two more Grunts before replying, "and we did the best we could but there's nothing more we can do!"
"Yes we can. We can go back to the ridge and do that plan again."
As they ran to the ridge a Pelican flew over their heads, but they couldn't signal it. They were being chased by Elites now. Every once in a while Gainer would turn and shoot with her Shotgun, hoping to knock one back. Miller took the lead, checking around cliffs randomly. They stopped on a rounder rock and stuck to the wall. They were going to deal with the Elites right now.
The first rushed past, not realising they had stopped, and met Miller's shotgun at its throat. As it fell Mesa kicked out a foot and it went off the cliff. The second was more cautious and walked across, it saw them still out of punching range, so it met a faceful of Shotgun blast. It also fell from the cliff. A third, this time a red one, came at them but Miller swung his shotgun again, causing it to fall. Mesa looked around the corner and saw a blast from a Sniper Rifle. Thyme had climbed onto the rock above and took a shot.
"Start heading up!"
Omega Team, weapons raised, moved forwards. They climbed the rocks and walked along the higher cliff, keeping low. As they walked they could hear the Pelican landing behind them, but they had no time to lose. As they rounded a corner they cliff lowered and they had to walk in single file. James Williams was constantly having to be pushed back onto the cliff by Mesa, deeply immersed in his radar yet again. He saw something as they reached the ridge.
"Stop," he whispered, "There's heavy movement on the ridge platform. It looks like the Covenant have found the corpses. They seem to be scavenging for weapons."
"Tough shit," said Miller, "we threw what we couldn't use over the side. Do you think we could clear it with one of these Plasma Grenades we took?"
"We don't know how powerful they are, better throw two or three just to make sure."
Miller unhooked a Plasma Grenade from his belt and the older Williams and Jerkin did the same. They moved forward until they could see the Elites and Grunts around the corner. Unhooking the grenades they began to glow blue so they were thrown onto the pile of corpses. The grunts stopped to look and the Elites were too slow, the explosion sent their body parts everywhere.
"Move Up!"
Miller moved ahead, shooting a Grunt in the chest as he went. As they reached the ridge they threw over frags, so that they would not be seen. Several grunts and groans accompanied the explosion. Williams checked his radar.
"Behind us, coming up real fast!"
Scraping the wall behind them an Elite charged towards them. It threw a Plasma Grenade forward, sticking to a grunt's corpse at their feet. They saw the blue and Miller threw the body over the cliffedge. The Elite charged forward and met a Shotgun blast from Gainer, followed by a punch from Mesa, it slumped down and was dead before it hit the floor.
"Anyway," continued Williams, "above us there seems to be a sort of distraction for our frags. I think it's the Chief."
"We need to get onboard that ship," replied Miller, "is there any way we can sneak past."
"Not a chance, it's very well guarded, I think we'll have to either wait 'til the chief's done or until he's dead."
They waited in silence until they could hear nothing above, then Mesa chanced a glance.
"We're clear, we should head up!"
"Omega Team, let's go!"
They scrambled up the cliff and over onto the podium. Williams programmed a destination and they slowly raised into the ship.