Jamor looked over thousands of names, Covenant soldiers with special
commendations from the Prophets. Finally he had decided upon three other
Brutes, each heavily experienced in combat.
The first Brute was named Matarus(ma-tar-us). He had trained in hand to hand combat for 17 years, and preferred to rip off his enemy's head rather than shoot it. He was perfect. Matarus had been stationed on the Slaying and Devastation, a re-enforcement ship that was scheduled to leave for the human world of Reach, which was currently being invaded. The Covenant hadn't completely glassed Reach, as there was word spreading of some sort of artifact, most likely religious on the planet. Jamor learned about the mission as quickly as he could, and then set off for the ship.
Jamor hurried to get onto the Slaying and Devastation before it left. He boarded the last drop ship carrying extra engineers, and once aboard the ship he headed to the 18th shuttle bay, where Matarus was. The ship was extremely large and could hold tens of thousands of covenant, most of which were Elites, Hunters and Jackals.
Grunts, Jackals and Elites all stepped out of the way of Jamor. Being a Brute, most other Covenant were a lower class than himself and either didn't want to get punished by the Prophets, or have their stomachs ripped open and skulls crushed in. The Brutes were religious protectors, and being that there are fewer Brutes than any other species in the Covenant, they are rare and valuable.
Jamor entered shuttle bay number 18 and immediately looked for Matarus. He did not have to look far as Brutes had an extreme sense of smell. One sniff of the air and he recognized another Brute within 20 meters of himself. He approached the Brute and look at him closely. "Matarus?" he asked. "Yes" the brute replied replied. "Who's looking?" he asked in return. "My name is Jamor. I have been asked by the head Prophets to form an elite group of Covenant. Are you aware of the augmented super humans referred to as Spartans?" he replied. "Yes" Matarus answered while attaching several plasma grenades to his belt. "The group is assigned to kill them off, every last one, with whatever we need to do It." replied Jamor "Are you saying you want me to be a part of this group?" asked Matarus. "Yes, if you're up for the challenge" he replied. "Absolutely" replied the eager Brute. His face twitched, which was the closest thing a Brute could to a smile. "I will have to board the drop ship now, which is headed for Reach." said Matarus. "Well then, I suppose I shall have the opportunity to see your skills in action" replied Jamor. "I wish that would be so, but the drop ship is packed with soldiers" he said. "There's not a single empty spot." Jamor thought to himself for a moment, than looked at an Elite boarding the drop ship. He walked up behind the Elite and wrapped one of his large arms around the creatures face. A single twist of his joint, and the Elite's spine compacted and skull cave in. Jamor turned to Matarus. "Now there's room" he said with a grin. Matarus threw Jamor a grenade launcher, the weapon of choice for Brutes. It held large plasma rounds which fired in slow intervals with extreme recoil. The rounds had enough force to travel straight through a hunter leaving a five by five foot hole, a most deadly and destructive weapon.
Jamor and Matarus entered the drop ship, side by side. The Slaying and Devastation would be at Reach within a matter of minutes. As soon as they dropped out of slipspace, all 163 drop ships would head for Reach, along with hundreds of other small ships.
The Slaying and Devastation pulled out of slip space. Not 30 seconds after they arrived at Reach, all of the drop ships departed from the Slaying and Devastation and headed towards the half glassed planet. Jamor and Matarus readied themselves. Being a human controlled planet, they were bound to run into thousands of soldiers.
The drop ship landed alongside hundreds of others. Thousands of Grunts, Jackals, Elites, Brutes and Hunters piled out and onto the battlefield. The humans had a several dozen mile long barricade with tanks, warthogs, and hundreds of men and women. The barricade was about 700 meters from where the drop ships landed. Pelican drop ships landed in the grassy field, dumping hundreds more men in the path of the Covenant invasion.
Wraith tanks shot down onto the fleeing drop ships, crushing them like ants. UNSC soldiers fired thousands of rounds upon the Covenant. Grunts and Jackals fell to the ground, purple and blue blood covering the field. The Covenant fired back, dropping hundreds of men and women to the ground. Humans ran for cover and retreated back to the barricade. The first line of Grunts and Jackals pressed forward, stepping over corpses. Jamor walked side by side with Matarus. They were almost at the back of the invasion force, but by the time they reached the barricade, they'd be at the front, or dead.
400 meters from the barricade, bunkers and tanks opened fire. Wraith tanks fired in return and Ghosts flew up to plow the way. The Covenant ran towards the barricade desperate to get close enough to fire. Bullets rained down upon Elites and Jackals as most of the Grunts had been killed. Jamor and Matarus rushed up to the front of the line, their grenade launchers firing and making craters in the ground. Jamor dived to get out of the way of a tank shell. He got up and kept firing. A few hundred feet from the barricade, Matarus ran as fast as he could. He leaped into the air and landed inside a bunker with several marines. He grabbed a marine a bashed his face off of the metal wall. Another marine shot him in the back. The unhurt Brute took the rifle and pushed the marine into the wall. Raising it high in the air, he struck the marine in the head, over and over. A third marine opened fire but only hit the wall. Matarus threw the bloody rifle backwards and it hit the marine in the stomach. With a final swift uppercut, the marine hit the top of the bunker and landed in a bloody mess. Matarus let out a roar and ran back outside.
Meanwhile, Jamor ran up to a tank and opened up the hatch. He ripped the scared marine out and bashed his head off the tank. Jamor leaped over the tank and landed on another marine. The Brute's knee crushed his skull. Jamor shot his grenade launcher and obliterated the entire body of a marine. Another marine raised his pistol and shot at Jamor. The Brute ducked, just as Matarus leaped over his comrade. The bullet went under the mid air brute and Matarus landed on the marine. The Brute grabbed the marine's head and twisted it around. By the time Jamor and Matarus killed the last marine, the Covenant force had killed every last human at the barricade.
The first Brute was named Matarus(ma-tar-us). He had trained in hand to hand combat for 17 years, and preferred to rip off his enemy's head rather than shoot it. He was perfect. Matarus had been stationed on the Slaying and Devastation, a re-enforcement ship that was scheduled to leave for the human world of Reach, which was currently being invaded. The Covenant hadn't completely glassed Reach, as there was word spreading of some sort of artifact, most likely religious on the planet. Jamor learned about the mission as quickly as he could, and then set off for the ship.
Jamor hurried to get onto the Slaying and Devastation before it left. He boarded the last drop ship carrying extra engineers, and once aboard the ship he headed to the 18th shuttle bay, where Matarus was. The ship was extremely large and could hold tens of thousands of covenant, most of which were Elites, Hunters and Jackals.
Grunts, Jackals and Elites all stepped out of the way of Jamor. Being a Brute, most other Covenant were a lower class than himself and either didn't want to get punished by the Prophets, or have their stomachs ripped open and skulls crushed in. The Brutes were religious protectors, and being that there are fewer Brutes than any other species in the Covenant, they are rare and valuable.
Jamor entered shuttle bay number 18 and immediately looked for Matarus. He did not have to look far as Brutes had an extreme sense of smell. One sniff of the air and he recognized another Brute within 20 meters of himself. He approached the Brute and look at him closely. "Matarus?" he asked. "Yes" the brute replied replied. "Who's looking?" he asked in return. "My name is Jamor. I have been asked by the head Prophets to form an elite group of Covenant. Are you aware of the augmented super humans referred to as Spartans?" he replied. "Yes" Matarus answered while attaching several plasma grenades to his belt. "The group is assigned to kill them off, every last one, with whatever we need to do It." replied Jamor "Are you saying you want me to be a part of this group?" asked Matarus. "Yes, if you're up for the challenge" he replied. "Absolutely" replied the eager Brute. His face twitched, which was the closest thing a Brute could to a smile. "I will have to board the drop ship now, which is headed for Reach." said Matarus. "Well then, I suppose I shall have the opportunity to see your skills in action" replied Jamor. "I wish that would be so, but the drop ship is packed with soldiers" he said. "There's not a single empty spot." Jamor thought to himself for a moment, than looked at an Elite boarding the drop ship. He walked up behind the Elite and wrapped one of his large arms around the creatures face. A single twist of his joint, and the Elite's spine compacted and skull cave in. Jamor turned to Matarus. "Now there's room" he said with a grin. Matarus threw Jamor a grenade launcher, the weapon of choice for Brutes. It held large plasma rounds which fired in slow intervals with extreme recoil. The rounds had enough force to travel straight through a hunter leaving a five by five foot hole, a most deadly and destructive weapon.
Jamor and Matarus entered the drop ship, side by side. The Slaying and Devastation would be at Reach within a matter of minutes. As soon as they dropped out of slipspace, all 163 drop ships would head for Reach, along with hundreds of other small ships.
The Slaying and Devastation pulled out of slip space. Not 30 seconds after they arrived at Reach, all of the drop ships departed from the Slaying and Devastation and headed towards the half glassed planet. Jamor and Matarus readied themselves. Being a human controlled planet, they were bound to run into thousands of soldiers.
The drop ship landed alongside hundreds of others. Thousands of Grunts, Jackals, Elites, Brutes and Hunters piled out and onto the battlefield. The humans had a several dozen mile long barricade with tanks, warthogs, and hundreds of men and women. The barricade was about 700 meters from where the drop ships landed. Pelican drop ships landed in the grassy field, dumping hundreds more men in the path of the Covenant invasion.
Wraith tanks shot down onto the fleeing drop ships, crushing them like ants. UNSC soldiers fired thousands of rounds upon the Covenant. Grunts and Jackals fell to the ground, purple and blue blood covering the field. The Covenant fired back, dropping hundreds of men and women to the ground. Humans ran for cover and retreated back to the barricade. The first line of Grunts and Jackals pressed forward, stepping over corpses. Jamor walked side by side with Matarus. They were almost at the back of the invasion force, but by the time they reached the barricade, they'd be at the front, or dead.
400 meters from the barricade, bunkers and tanks opened fire. Wraith tanks fired in return and Ghosts flew up to plow the way. The Covenant ran towards the barricade desperate to get close enough to fire. Bullets rained down upon Elites and Jackals as most of the Grunts had been killed. Jamor and Matarus rushed up to the front of the line, their grenade launchers firing and making craters in the ground. Jamor dived to get out of the way of a tank shell. He got up and kept firing. A few hundred feet from the barricade, Matarus ran as fast as he could. He leaped into the air and landed inside a bunker with several marines. He grabbed a marine a bashed his face off of the metal wall. Another marine shot him in the back. The unhurt Brute took the rifle and pushed the marine into the wall. Raising it high in the air, he struck the marine in the head, over and over. A third marine opened fire but only hit the wall. Matarus threw the bloody rifle backwards and it hit the marine in the stomach. With a final swift uppercut, the marine hit the top of the bunker and landed in a bloody mess. Matarus let out a roar and ran back outside.
Meanwhile, Jamor ran up to a tank and opened up the hatch. He ripped the scared marine out and bashed his head off the tank. Jamor leaped over the tank and landed on another marine. The Brute's knee crushed his skull. Jamor shot his grenade launcher and obliterated the entire body of a marine. Another marine raised his pistol and shot at Jamor. The Brute ducked, just as Matarus leaped over his comrade. The bullet went under the mid air brute and Matarus landed on the marine. The Brute grabbed the marine's head and twisted it around. By the time Jamor and Matarus killed the last marine, the Covenant force had killed every last human at the barricade.
