Disclaimer: Halo belongs to Bungie and Microsoft. Balask 'Zakamee is my character and if for some odd reason you want to use him, ask first.
'Zakamee stared in amazement at the scene in front of him. The cloudy, purple space was filled with coruscating plasma blasts and the weirdly distorted explosions of the small Covenant fleet that had been caught up in this hell hole. Many hours had passed since the Special Operations squad had revealed themselves to him. Since then they had been calling him Specter, it was a sign that they had accepted him. For now at least.
Turning his attention back to the job at hand 'Zakamee watched as the squad crept towards the unsuspecting Human soldiers. The Silent Hand, they called themselves, it was an apt name, for they were very skilled at the art of stealth as they alternately crept, scuttled, or crawled their way forward. The leader, Ghost, had entrusted 'Zakamee with a fuel rod gun, to be used after the Humans were distracted. Although Ghost was a reasonable tactician he had admitted that this strike wouldn't have been possible without Grgra's foresight of sabotaging the engine manifold.
Currently the Human's had two of their number working on repairing the damage and several others in various guard positions. The most threat came from the captured drop ship the Humans were operating off of. Its plasma turret could make short work of any Elite's armor and leave him dead of exposure to this hostile environment. 'Zakamee sighed and steadied the gun on his shoulder. He much preferred close combat with his rifle and shotgun then this unwieldy miniature artillery piece.
"Are you all in place?" whispered Ghost across the comm. link.
"Aye. 'Zaka- I mean, Specter in position. Ready to commence bombardment."
"This is Right Hand. Ready."
"Left Hand here. Ready."
Left Hand and Right Hand were a rare pair of twins. They did everything together and coordinated their fire in a way no other ordinary Covenant could.
"Slayer is ready. Wait! Something is coming down from the side!"
"Ignore it. Kill the unholy ones. Make their deaths slow and painful."
'Zakamee had turned as Slayer mentioned something on the ship so he missed the initial barrage of weapons fire. He thought he saw a small glowing object. It looked blue and the moment he spotted it, it zipped away. Leaving this conundrum for after the battle 'Zakamee shifted his attention back to see how his squad was faring.
Blue plasma bolts and yellow tracers whizzed across the hull, but caused no serious damage to either side. 'Zakamee hoisted his fuel rod gun and took aim at the pair of armored Humans attempting to seal the hole in the engine. They couldn't be allowed to proceed. Just as he fired, a huge mass of plasma, redirected by this crazy sub-dimension, ripped a few dozen units across the side of the ship and completely overloaded both his active camouflage and the fuel rod gun. Tossing the weapon away 'Zakamee dove for cover as the gun exploded. It was this move that saved his life. Almost as soon as the first bolt disappeared, another came streaking down the hull, but this time it was better aimed. A few bare units above the hull, it disintegrated the Silent Hand and melted through the cockpit of the drop ship. The last thing 'Zakamee saw before the intense heat caused him to pass out was one of the Humans; its armor looking like it had gone through the Abyss, drifting in front of him. 'Zakamee's eyes closed and he saw nothing but blackness for a long time.
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A small glowing blue ball approached the comatose figures. Guilty Spark 342 surveyed the damage he had caused with that redirected plasma bolt. It was a pity the first beam had missed, he would have liked to take out that annoying Elite and the false Reclaimer with one fell swoop. However he had killed a normal Human and a couple of SPARTAN's, the Elite squad was an added bonus.
Muttering inane phrases to itself, Guilty Spark directed some of its power to a weak tractor beam that lifted the Elite out of its nook. Guilty Spark didn't want to do this but he couldn't allow the Elite to be found by the Human's and killed. At least, not yet. Moving the warrior to an open hatch he dropped the Elite inside, none too gently, and shut the hatch. Turning, Guilty Spark looked at the false Reclaimer one last time before he had to hide again.
"If only you had done what you were meant to do, none of this would have happened."
Turing, the Monitor flew off and vanished into a side port.
"I am a genius!"
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'Zakamee groaned and lifted himself up off the floor. Floor? 'Zakamee looked around him and noticed he was no longer outside. He also noticed the partially open airlock. 'Zakamee figured he must have dragged himself inside but he had forgotten it. As a precaution, 'Zakamee stuck his head out of the airlock to see if the unconscious Humans were still there.
'Zakamee did see the Humans but one of them had seemed to have awoken. It was pulling its fellows into a different airlock. The Human that was being pulled happened to be the extremely tarnished one that 'Zakamee saw before he passed out. As he withdrew his head back into the airlock 'Zakamee idly wondered if that Human was still alive. It would be unfortunate if that one died because it looked to be the most experienced of the Humans. 'Zakamee would really be testing his skills to kill that one. Logging that thought for later pursuit, 'Zakamee activated his helmets' HUD and brought up the map function. Silently he plotted a course back to Grgra's command post and set out.
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Sorry for the slight problems with this chapter. I got too excited and posted the chapter in its alpha phase. I fixed those errors and added on a bit so I feel better about this chapter.
Spartandragon- Thanks for the complement. I strive to make my story as close to the actual story as possible and then really make stuff up after the storyline for Halo: First Strike is done.
Zerglinster- Hey dude!!! Took you forever to review my story! Good jorb on all your future endeavors!
Someone and Zarbok- Thank you! I try.
Rjectkd89- You answered your own question there. The Monitor is technically invincible, although it does work as an effective missile platform. Shoot it with a rocket launcher when the Sentinels come out of the walls and watch them all go BOOM!!
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