Note: Sorry about the short chapter. It was mostly a transitional thing to the next one when they head into the Elite city and discover something…oops, I guess you could call that a teaser.
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Ch. 9 The StalkersAs the group of marines began to head out the head Hunter walked towards the Admiral. It's armor was already growing back rapidly as patches of brown covered its head and torso. It began to gesture and growl in its language.
" Damn, I ain't Mongolian," muttered the Admiral. " Toto, give me another translation of what this hulk is trying to say."
The A.I. immediately reappeared and began to decipher the speech.
" It seems the Hunter would actually like to join you in your crusade," said the A.I as more symbols continued to roll across its body. " Not knowing where else to go it wants to get revenge on its lost brethren. It realizes you have the same goal."
" Yea," interrupted the Sergeant. " But didn't we also kill their compadres in the first fight? So, couldn't these killer machines just stab us in the back? I don't trust Covenant."
" First off," the A.I. replied angrily, " These are not Covenant. Second, we did help the Hunters repel the attack that was initially against them. We also suffered major casualities. I think it wants to call it fair.
" Go ask it to give us their word," muttered the Admiral. " I want to make sure that we're always going to be on the same side."
The A.I. began to growl in the Hunter dialogue towards the head Hunter. It immediately placed its shield in front of it and bowed on its knees, the same gesture it had given the Master Chief after its defeat.
" Whatever," muttered Hanson. " Let's stop this yapping and get on with the mission."
" I say we head to the marshland where the grunts were reported to live," said Toto. " We can either make peace with them or annihilate them."
" Make piece with those methane-sucking midgets? I could close my eyes and pop about a dozen of them with my sidearm," growled the Sergeant.
"Yet, they are the closest ones to our location, and pacifying or destroying them will lessen the numbers of the Covenant," replied the A.I. " And when they're not fighting they are quite cute."
" Alright," barked the Admiral. " You heard the man! Let's get this operation rolling towards the Grunts. Move out and double time!"
As the group moved towards the location of the Marshland, not one of them noticed the hundreds of eyes that watched them from the shrubbery. Black armor gleamed as an Elite turned around to his group of Spec ops troops consisting of his own brethren and grunts. His smile was evident.
" We going to attack monsters, friends and…demon?" squeaked an excited grunt as he glanced nervously at the group receding over the hills. " Me scared."
" As members of the special operations," growled the dark Elite. " Fear is something we do not speak or show. We will follow these humans and attack them when they are weak. I don't care what time we are in, we will crush any one stand with the humans, and that includes those Hunters. Everyone use active camouflage."
The entire platoon disappeared, and all that could be seen moving were the slight footprints and shimmers of the Spec ops Covenant
