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The chief quickly grabbed the weapon out of the small creature's hand and reloaded it. A familiar sound entered the room as the needles quickly slid into place. The noise attracted the only other guard on duty, a large elite. He gave a questioning grunt and put up his gun. The chief put his back against a pillar as the elite walked up to the open prison cell confused. Suddenly the guard spun around with his gun pointed directly at the pillar, but nobody was there. The chief had snuck up behind him and let out a round of glowing needles straight into his back. The large creature moaned in agony and anger as the needles pierced his skin. He knew what was going to happen to him next. He had seen it happen too often. A large explosion ripped through his back. The chief had no time to watch the fireworks; he heard a scream and that confirmed the creature's death.
He head into the next hallway, "Cortana, get me the hell out of here." He said panting, "Ok, first we need to disable the guns placed around the ship, that way we might have a chance of getting close alive, and then we need to destroy the observation areas. That way I can send this ship in. It's got some weak defenses but it should be enough to get us in and out. I'm looking at the ships schematics, give me a second" a small pause left only the sound of the chief's heart beating, "Ok, there is an AI system controlling the guns, if we can get it to accept our ships access codes as friendly, then we can get in without those guns touching us. Get into that room and ill be able to program that computer. Now, the guns can be manually operated so we must take out the observation areas, they can operate the guns themselves. I'm giving you the nav point to the control room....now"
A small arrow showed up on the HUD of the chief's suit, "Wish me luck" said the chief. Before Cortana could respond a small army of grunts entered the prison doors. The chief quickly threw a grenade into the small crowd. One of the grunts yelped when he saw the grenade land and looked around frantically, he tried to run from it but the explosion caught up with him. The rooms were filled with yelps, screams, bangs and splatters. The room was painted with blue blood and the chief had seen it too much to even cringe. He quickly ran through multiple hallways, killing covenant left and right until he came up to the door to the control room. The door was in a large room, and guarded by two hunters. Luckily they didn't see him. He had encountered hunters many times before. They were very powerful, their armor invulnerable to most weapons, only their backs exposed. One of their arms held the most powerful covenant weapon that we knew of. The chief would have to be careful, he reloaded his weapon trying to be extra quiet, and ducked behind a wall. He sighed heavily and glanced at the two creatures, perfect, they were both facing away from him.
He leaped out and fired off his rounds. The two hunters jumped in surprise and quickly turned. A few needles managed to work themselves into one of their backs. The other dodged them quickly. The chief looked stunned, these where no ordinary hunters, they were so much more intelligent. He noticed a gold outlining on the gun attached to their arm; they must have been specially trained. The chief had no more time to marvel at the gun, it was pointed directly at him. He saw the inside glow a deep red. That was strange, didn't it fire green charges? He soon found out the answer. As soon as the light got brighter inside the barrel, he rolled out of the way as fire erupted from the gun. 'A flamethrower?!' thought the chief. These were obviously the elite hunters. Stories were tossed around about them; all were believed to be false, although now he realized that they were very true. They both turned at the chief and he could have sworn they smiled behind their armor. They both sent a hot stream of fire toward him and the chief quickly dodged it. Thinking fast the chief ran and shoved his two remaining grenades into the barrels before they could realize what he was doing. They quickly fired and the grenades did the rest of the work. The two hunters flew and two deep roars echoed through the room.
The chief now covered in orange blood walked towards the door. The display had red covenant writing. Good thing his suit had a translator; he turned on the covenant to English translation program. Just as he had thought, the door was locked, "Cortana, I need a code for the door to the control room." The chief put down his gun and waited, "Ok, I think I got it. Try putting in 122-536-1987." Once again the chief opened the translator program and put it into covenant writing. A small hiss was heard and smoke arose from the sides. The door slid apart slowly revealing a large room. A large computer with several displays took up the entire room, "Cortana, which display do I use?" he said impatiently, "The one on the far right, it's marked with a small red light" the chief found the right display and followed Cortana's instructions to transmit the codes. A large window finally read "Friendly recognized", "Great, now, just in case, we need to de-activate that door, set a new code for the door on your way out. Get to the weapons storage, there is a rocket launcher in there, get it and destroy the observation areas using it. There are only two of them, just destroy the rooms and any computers inside them. After you do that, we will find the safest place to pick you up." The chief responded, "Ok, but just to let you know this is pure suicide. I'm going to shut off this channel until I get rid of the observation areas, we don't want them to intercept it." And with that the chief shut off the channel and headed out of the room.
The chief entered some random numbers into the doors lock and the door slid closed, once again a large hiss and a groan of relief echoed from the mechanism holding the door. The chief followed the other nav point that Cortana had set. He passed many hallways in which he had already been until he came to a small door. Luckily it was open. There was a large arsenal of human weapons taken from battle, some where taken apart, and some were modified but one rocket launcher sat on a table, untouched. He looked inside, 'Only two, better not miss' he thought. He turned and followed another nav point leading to the first observation area. He walked into many rooms on the way that had some small enemies, maybe an elite or two, but nothing his needler couldn't handle. After what seemed like forever he arrived at a locked door, he chuckled to himself as he knocked on it. A covenant opened the door, a plasma rifle in its hand. The chief bashed its head open with the rocket launcher. Four other guards rose from their seats with a look of shock on their faces. He quickly let off a round and watched the rocket cut into the metal, blasting all four of the guards into nothing and destroying all the computers. He turned the channel on again, "One down, one to go." He said examining the wreckage, "Good job, the next one is on the other side of the ship, hurry!" he closed the channel again and ran towards the next nav point. Once again, it was the same story, small armies and small rooms. He found the door again and thought of the ways he could surprise the covenant in the room.
He smiled to himself as he knocked on the door once again. He held a plasma grenade he found in battle. The door opened, and he activated the grenade and stuck it right in the elite's face, then pushed him into the other four. Surprised at his own sick creativity, he smiled. He let off another round and the computers exploded. He opened the channel again, "Cortana this is the chief, I'm ready for extraction, where is the pickup?" Cortana replied, "Just stay where you are, well pick you up through the window in the observation area. Fight off any covenant that come into the room, we will be there in 5 minutes."
The chief only encountered three attacks. He heard a loud noise behind him. That was his ride! He climbed into the ship and closed the door. Cortana was displayed on a screen in the main research area, "Thank god. Frank! Get us the hell out of here!" she yelled to the pilot, "Roger" He replied. The ships engines gave a giant lurch and we accelerated out of the area. The pilot seemed worried, "Guys, something's moving at us, and fast" the ship threw itself forward as something cut into the side.
Ok, long enough? Fixed the first chapter. Left you on a cliffhanger too.