The Armageddon Prophecy: The Weapon
Chapter 1: The Assignment
"Sit down Jeffrey," gestured Captain Jimmy as Jeffrey walked into the domed briefing room on the battleship Lightning Strike. Jimmy was a bulky man with short, jet black hair and two different coloured eyes. One of them had been shot off during a friendly fire incident and he had them replaced with genetically constructed eyes with perfect vision. The original one was a dark brown while the other was a light glowing amber. He had a single scar on his left cheek, a memorial of a fight with an Elite. He was always a little paranoid so he always kept two MA7B rifles under his desk. Many soldiers at the cafeteria were betting how much longer it took until Jimmy bought an inbuilt stationary gun. Meanwhile, Jeffrey was a man with a medium frame and a height that was average. His hair was brown but he had green, jade eyes. He was a determined and rash man on the outside but inside he was a bit shy and down to earth. As usual, Captain Jimmy was smoking his russet Brazilian cigar that couldn't be put out. Jeffrey could still remember the first time he saw Jimmy smoking it. Jeffrey sat silently as Jimmy looked through his tray for his next assignment. The year was 2548 and humanity was still deadlocked in war with the alien Covenant. Reach and Earth were the only strongholds standing. The Covenant were a fellowship of different races of aliens believing humanity an insult to their gods. As the war dragged on a special agency was formed. It was named the Lightning Covert Force, LCF for short. Jeffrey had been selected after allowing two precious convoys reach an outpost when they were ambushed. Jeffrey and his team held them off long enough for the convoys to reach their destination. No one but ONI and the members of the LCF knew that it even existed. The battleship Lightning Strike was the centre of the LCF and was always escorted by the superior LCF fleet. The ships were always equipped with the most recent technology such as the powerful NMAC guns and the Sky Hawk missiles. Lastly with a shield two times more powerful than a regular UNSC carrier the fleet posed a force to be reckoned with. The fleet right now composed of five battleships, two carriers, seven destroyers and five cruisers. Their space craft ability was about two hundred Corsair Fighters, one hundred Longsword Bombers, fifty gunboats, fifty Pelican transports, fifty Prowler Covert Transports, one hundred and forty Warp Interceptors and ten Black Hawk transports.
"Here it is," Jimmy announced as he pulled out a sky blue holographic disc from his drawer. He inserted it into the slot on the holographic display on his platinum desk which lit up. It showed a green, lush planet with an abundance of clean water.
"Enigma II was conquered by the Covenant in 2539 when they conquered the marine outpost," Jimmy notified Jeffrey as gory screenshots of the attack appeared. There was even a snapshot of a marine being ripped apart by a Hunter's shield.
"We know that they have established a top secret research facility. It's your job to get the information of what the hell they're doing and get out before we nuke the planet," he continued swiftly.
"Because of long range sensors on the planet you'll be transported to the moon Alpha II where you will find a way to the planet," he continued.
"You're leaving in an hour and report to Dr Brian to receive your equipment," he informed Jeffrey in a very demanding voice.
"You're dismissed," Jimmy declared finally. Jeffrey stood up, saluted, and walked out of the room. Thoughts engulfed him as he remembered his grave and mournful past. He had joined the Marines when his small colony on Hoth III was exterminated. He was the only fortunate survivor and when he saw the corpses of the dead he swore he would avenge their deaths so he joined the Marines. He snapped back to reality and entered the white door named 'The Equipment Room'.
