Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in the story.
A/N: Thanks for all the reviews guys! I never thought I'd get so many good reviews, with the occasional unwanted ethical one. This is a fanfic! Yeah, in real life the Master Chief would go back in time like a year before the Covenant attacked and tell the prez to make a billion nukes and blow them to hell, but that wouldn't be an interesting story.
Best of the Best Chapter 9: The Team
The entire team was in the main room in Sector M-9. They were all sitting in chairs in front of a projection. All the team members were in their suits. The chief stood up and shut the lights and turned the projection on and it came up on a screen. A picture of a grunt appeared on the screen.
"These little creatures are called Grunts. They are relatively weak. They can only breathe methane, which is why they carry tanks on their backs. Sometimes they wield Fuel Rod Cannons, which are extremely dangerous. Do not underestimate them." The chief stated.
He clicked the button again. A picture of an Elite came up.
"These are Elites. They are the main warriors of the Covenant. They have many different ranks, which are specialized in certain areas. Blue Elites are Minors. They have deadly aim with their firearms. Red Elites are Majors. They use tactics in battle to avoid confrontation or nail their target from behind. Gray Elites are used for stealth. They're usually camouflaged which makes them virtually invisible. While invisible, though, their energy shield is disabled. Black Elites are Special Ops. Their precise aim using plasma grenades is extremely deadly. Lastly, Golden Armored Elites are the Commanders. Their energy shield is twice as strong as any other Elite. Sometimes they wield an Energy Sword which will kill its target with any direct hit to the body, fortunately it is a melee attack only so it is short ranged. All Elites are extremely vulnerable to Shotguns, Sniper Rifles and their own plasma weapons will make short of their energy shield. Samus, I believe that your weapon will also do great damage to these energy shields."
Samus nodded. The click of another button brought up a picture of a Jackal.
"These creatures are called Jackals. They are also relatively weak, but they do carry around a portable energy shield, which reflect all of our human weapons. There are tiny spots on either side of the shield, which makes the user vulnerable. 47, if you're aim with that sniper is as good as you think it is, you should be able to sneak a bullet in that spot if you need to. They only wield plasma pistols and they usually charge them up before firing."
47 smiled. The chief clicked the button again. It revealed a hunter. Some of the team members looked at the projection in shock. Some looked in fear.
"This is a Covenant Hunter. They are the most dangerous type of Covenant, but consequently, they are also the most unintelligent. They carry fuel rod cannons which are attached to their arm, and the other arm bears a very powerful metallic shield which reflects everything. The worse part is that they are only found in pairs, Hunters are born together in what they are called Bond Brothers. There are little vulnerable parts on their body, one being in the back, one in the abdomen, and one right below the neck. Here, their orange flesh is revealed. A single shot of a pistol would put them down if hit their, but it's hard to get into a good position for it. Be very careful when facing hunters."
The chief clicked it again. A picture of a Covenant Prophet popped up.
"These are Prophets. They are the religious leaders of the Covenant who are rarely found in battle. They are as high up in the Covenant political body as an Elite. If one is spotted, kill it immediately, this will cause all Covenant under its control being left clueless."
Another click on the button showed a picture of a Covenant Engineer.
"These are engineers. They are harmless. There is a good chance that we may find ourselves on a Covenant Ship, if you se these guys, don't waste ammo. They can actually help repair your armor if damaged. They pose no threat whatsoever."
All of the team members nodded.
"Boy, they sure are an ugly bunch, aren't they?" Nick commented.
"They sure are, that Elite thingy kinda reminds me of my ex girlfriend." Jack said.
"Well, when are we gonna get the chance to face some of these bastards?" Raynor asked.
"We leave for Santa Fe, New Mexico in one hour. The city is expecting an attack from the Covenant in four hours. I expect everyone to be ready in forty five minutes." The chief stated.
The team scattered about the area. Max went to speak with the Doc to learn more about the Covenant. Nick and Jack followed Samus into the armory. Crono drew his sword and began practicing his skill. 47 went to the shooting range and used his sniper to pick off far away targets. Raynor went with him, and fed his chain gun some magazines and began to plow down targets in the shooting range. Tommy went in the bathroom for a smoke. All of a sudden, a bluish portal-like thing appeared in the middle of Sector M- 9! Everyone turned their heads to look at it.
"What the hell is that!" The Doc yelled out. The Chief readied his pistol. Two figures were seen in the portal. As they stepped out, everyone was surprised. There were two girls, looked to be about 18 years old. One of them had long blonde hair and carried a crossbow on her back. The other had shorter purple hair which was covered by a cap and some goggled. She carried a pistol-like gun and a small mallet with her. The one with the blonde hair put her hands on her hips and yelled out.
"Crono!!! Why didn't you tell me about this!" She smacked him on the head.
"Yeah Crono!" the other one said, "You trying to have all the fun???"
The other team members looked at him strangely. He motioned to the chief that it was ok. He led them to another room.
"What are you two doing here?" he asked.
"Crono! Your mom told us that you went into the future after some space guy went to your house! She overheard the year, 2552. We took a Gate. Why didn't you tell us!"
"Because I didn't want you guys to get hurt! This is very dangerous. These aliens that I am about to fight, are far more powerful than any enemy we've fought before. They are pure killers. They are trying to wipe out the human race that's why I don't want you two involved!"
"You still should have told us!" the one with the purple hair yelled.
"Lucca, I'm sorry." He said, looking at her. He turned and faced the other girl. "Marle, please forgive me?"
Marle smiled at him. "Oh, alright. But we want to help too!"
"Please, If there is anything I would ever ask of you two, it is to stay out of this. You can stay in sector M-9. Please let me do this. I'll come back as soon as I can."
Marle pouted. "Fine..."
The rest of the time flew by. The chief poked his head into the room the three teens were in. "Crono, it's time to go."
Crono nodded. The chief left.
"Be careful, Crono." Lucca said, and punched him in the arm lightly.
"I will."
"Crono, you better come back to me, do you hear?" Marle asked.
"Of course I will." Crono leaned in and the two of them kissed. After thy parted, he said "I'll see you guys soon. You can keep contact with me over the open radio that they keep in this sector to contact the team."
Crono walked out. The rest of the team was ready to go. The chief spoke up. "Let's get a move on!"
They all walked out of Sector M-9 into an air terminal a few sectors down. The team boarded a Pelican dropship and everyone strapped themselves in, since the Pelican stays open permanently for easier drop off. The pilot climbed in the cockpit and started it up. The whole team had all of their equipment ready - weapons, ammo, some carried medkits just in case. The pilot lifted the Pelican and they flew out into their air. Their destination was about an hour and a half away. No one spoke for an hour and fifteen minutes, until the pilot came on the intercom.
"Master Chief, sir! Bad news! I've just got word from the military base in Santa Fe, the Covenant have begun to attack the city before they had planned! The city is in trouble!"
"Get us there as quick as you can!" The chief yelled back.
The team members began to look worried. None of them had any clue of what they were about to face. It was certain that not all of them would return to their homes. When they got closer to their destination, the team members looked outside the pelican and saw the city already in chaos from only about a half hour of battle. They landed the pelican closer to a band of Covenants that were attacking a building being defended by marines. It was the governor's mansion. The team readied their firearms and dropped out of the pelican.
The Chief spoke on the team channel. "Let's show these aliens why we're the Best of the Best!"
A/N: Thanks for all the reviews guys! I never thought I'd get so many good reviews, with the occasional unwanted ethical one. This is a fanfic! Yeah, in real life the Master Chief would go back in time like a year before the Covenant attacked and tell the prez to make a billion nukes and blow them to hell, but that wouldn't be an interesting story.
Best of the Best Chapter 9: The Team
The entire team was in the main room in Sector M-9. They were all sitting in chairs in front of a projection. All the team members were in their suits. The chief stood up and shut the lights and turned the projection on and it came up on a screen. A picture of a grunt appeared on the screen.
"These little creatures are called Grunts. They are relatively weak. They can only breathe methane, which is why they carry tanks on their backs. Sometimes they wield Fuel Rod Cannons, which are extremely dangerous. Do not underestimate them." The chief stated.
He clicked the button again. A picture of an Elite came up.
"These are Elites. They are the main warriors of the Covenant. They have many different ranks, which are specialized in certain areas. Blue Elites are Minors. They have deadly aim with their firearms. Red Elites are Majors. They use tactics in battle to avoid confrontation or nail their target from behind. Gray Elites are used for stealth. They're usually camouflaged which makes them virtually invisible. While invisible, though, their energy shield is disabled. Black Elites are Special Ops. Their precise aim using plasma grenades is extremely deadly. Lastly, Golden Armored Elites are the Commanders. Their energy shield is twice as strong as any other Elite. Sometimes they wield an Energy Sword which will kill its target with any direct hit to the body, fortunately it is a melee attack only so it is short ranged. All Elites are extremely vulnerable to Shotguns, Sniper Rifles and their own plasma weapons will make short of their energy shield. Samus, I believe that your weapon will also do great damage to these energy shields."
Samus nodded. The click of another button brought up a picture of a Jackal.
"These creatures are called Jackals. They are also relatively weak, but they do carry around a portable energy shield, which reflect all of our human weapons. There are tiny spots on either side of the shield, which makes the user vulnerable. 47, if you're aim with that sniper is as good as you think it is, you should be able to sneak a bullet in that spot if you need to. They only wield plasma pistols and they usually charge them up before firing."
47 smiled. The chief clicked the button again. It revealed a hunter. Some of the team members looked at the projection in shock. Some looked in fear.
"This is a Covenant Hunter. They are the most dangerous type of Covenant, but consequently, they are also the most unintelligent. They carry fuel rod cannons which are attached to their arm, and the other arm bears a very powerful metallic shield which reflects everything. The worse part is that they are only found in pairs, Hunters are born together in what they are called Bond Brothers. There are little vulnerable parts on their body, one being in the back, one in the abdomen, and one right below the neck. Here, their orange flesh is revealed. A single shot of a pistol would put them down if hit their, but it's hard to get into a good position for it. Be very careful when facing hunters."
The chief clicked it again. A picture of a Covenant Prophet popped up.
"These are Prophets. They are the religious leaders of the Covenant who are rarely found in battle. They are as high up in the Covenant political body as an Elite. If one is spotted, kill it immediately, this will cause all Covenant under its control being left clueless."
Another click on the button showed a picture of a Covenant Engineer.
"These are engineers. They are harmless. There is a good chance that we may find ourselves on a Covenant Ship, if you se these guys, don't waste ammo. They can actually help repair your armor if damaged. They pose no threat whatsoever."
All of the team members nodded.
"Boy, they sure are an ugly bunch, aren't they?" Nick commented.
"They sure are, that Elite thingy kinda reminds me of my ex girlfriend." Jack said.
"Well, when are we gonna get the chance to face some of these bastards?" Raynor asked.
"We leave for Santa Fe, New Mexico in one hour. The city is expecting an attack from the Covenant in four hours. I expect everyone to be ready in forty five minutes." The chief stated.
The team scattered about the area. Max went to speak with the Doc to learn more about the Covenant. Nick and Jack followed Samus into the armory. Crono drew his sword and began practicing his skill. 47 went to the shooting range and used his sniper to pick off far away targets. Raynor went with him, and fed his chain gun some magazines and began to plow down targets in the shooting range. Tommy went in the bathroom for a smoke. All of a sudden, a bluish portal-like thing appeared in the middle of Sector M- 9! Everyone turned their heads to look at it.
"What the hell is that!" The Doc yelled out. The Chief readied his pistol. Two figures were seen in the portal. As they stepped out, everyone was surprised. There were two girls, looked to be about 18 years old. One of them had long blonde hair and carried a crossbow on her back. The other had shorter purple hair which was covered by a cap and some goggled. She carried a pistol-like gun and a small mallet with her. The one with the blonde hair put her hands on her hips and yelled out.
"Crono!!! Why didn't you tell me about this!" She smacked him on the head.
"Yeah Crono!" the other one said, "You trying to have all the fun???"
The other team members looked at him strangely. He motioned to the chief that it was ok. He led them to another room.
"What are you two doing here?" he asked.
"Crono! Your mom told us that you went into the future after some space guy went to your house! She overheard the year, 2552. We took a Gate. Why didn't you tell us!"
"Because I didn't want you guys to get hurt! This is very dangerous. These aliens that I am about to fight, are far more powerful than any enemy we've fought before. They are pure killers. They are trying to wipe out the human race that's why I don't want you two involved!"
"You still should have told us!" the one with the purple hair yelled.
"Lucca, I'm sorry." He said, looking at her. He turned and faced the other girl. "Marle, please forgive me?"
Marle smiled at him. "Oh, alright. But we want to help too!"
"Please, If there is anything I would ever ask of you two, it is to stay out of this. You can stay in sector M-9. Please let me do this. I'll come back as soon as I can."
Marle pouted. "Fine..."
The rest of the time flew by. The chief poked his head into the room the three teens were in. "Crono, it's time to go."
Crono nodded. The chief left.
"Be careful, Crono." Lucca said, and punched him in the arm lightly.
"I will."
"Crono, you better come back to me, do you hear?" Marle asked.
"Of course I will." Crono leaned in and the two of them kissed. After thy parted, he said "I'll see you guys soon. You can keep contact with me over the open radio that they keep in this sector to contact the team."
Crono walked out. The rest of the team was ready to go. The chief spoke up. "Let's get a move on!"
They all walked out of Sector M-9 into an air terminal a few sectors down. The team boarded a Pelican dropship and everyone strapped themselves in, since the Pelican stays open permanently for easier drop off. The pilot climbed in the cockpit and started it up. The whole team had all of their equipment ready - weapons, ammo, some carried medkits just in case. The pilot lifted the Pelican and they flew out into their air. Their destination was about an hour and a half away. No one spoke for an hour and fifteen minutes, until the pilot came on the intercom.
"Master Chief, sir! Bad news! I've just got word from the military base in Santa Fe, the Covenant have begun to attack the city before they had planned! The city is in trouble!"
"Get us there as quick as you can!" The chief yelled back.
The team members began to look worried. None of them had any clue of what they were about to face. It was certain that not all of them would return to their homes. When they got closer to their destination, the team members looked outside the pelican and saw the city already in chaos from only about a half hour of battle. They landed the pelican closer to a band of Covenants that were attacking a building being defended by marines. It was the governor's mansion. The team readied their firearms and dropped out of the pelican.
The Chief spoke on the team channel. "Let's show these aliens why we're the Best of the Best!"