Humanity's Worst Fear
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A/N: I've finally got all three Halo books! Yay! I've already read all of them. Now I know what's going on. Anyways, as I promised, this chapter will have lots of adventures. I promise you.
Chapter 7
"Evasive maneuvers!" Commander Keys ordered on her own ship, the Executer. She got lucky, because it was an Omega-classed ship. Her ship had been a great help defending Earth from the Flood. She had destroyed 15 ships without taking a single hit.
The Executer turned sharp right as it narrowly missed a plasma torpedo from a Flood-controlled carrier.
"Destroy that carrier! Fire at will!" She ordered. The dull sound of the MAC gun firing could be heard. Then soon enough, the MAC gun hit squarely on the target. The carrier exploded to hell. The crew cheered for the winning streak. 16 targets destroyed by one Omega-classed ship. This was their lucky day.
"Lock on to those big ships and fire at will using all weapons" Keys ordered.
The weapons officer worked furiously to get weapons solutions on multiple ships. Since this ship was fresh from the shipyards and this is her first battle, UNSC didn't issue her an AI yet. They'll have to do without the AI.'s help and to tell the truth, they were faring well. All the ship's weapons fired, and at least 14 more flood-controlled ships destroyed.
The Executer had a similar layout as the Fate's Mercy. Standard weapons include 10 Super MAC guns, 4 plasma torpedo bays, anti-boarding weaponry, and others. But Commander Keys, daughter of Captain Keys, requested a non-standard weapon to be installed on her ship. That weapon is the particle beam rifle, only 100 times larger, and stronger. This weapon is useful to destroy lone ships and can fire rapidly without overheating. Anyways, the ship-mounted beam rifle was charging up to fire at a small target that was headed straight for them.
"Ma'am! I'm detecting hundreds of boarding crafts headed straight towards us!" A bridge tactical officer reported.
"But I thought the Flood weren't smart enough to board ships." Keys said.
"I don't know anything about that, but it looks like they are going to board our ships!" The officer said. "And we don't have time to destroy them all."
"Destroy whatever crafts you can, and sound boarding alert." Keys ordered.
"Yes, ma'am!" The officer prepared to fire on the ships, while sounding boarding alert at the same time. The alarms began to ring, and the speakers came to life. "All combat personal. We have enemy Flood ships inbound and are going to board this ship. You know what to do boys. All non-combat personal, please report to one of the safe stations."
A "safe station" was a basically a huge room, surrounded by 3-feet of pure titanium A wall with a single blast-door separating the room from the rest of the ship. It could be launched into space, if the rest of the ship got overwhelmed. It was a huge escape pod.
Marines in the lower decks ran to their action-stations with their weapons fully loaded and ready to go.
"Ma'am, reports say that we're ready." An officer said.
"Are the anti-boarding weapons ready?" Keys questioned.
"Yes, ma'am. They are fully charged."
"Then lets give them a big welcome." She replied.
Anti-boarding weapons are a combination of bullet-firing weapons and plasma-weapons. They are so small, that you could barely see them, and they were hundreds of them located on the outer hulls of the ship.
Soon enough, boarding crafts tried to get near the ship, but the guns cut them down. A few of them got past, and latched onto the ship.
"Ma'am! Boarding crafts have latched onto decks 2, 5, and 19!" The tactical officer replied.
"Then activate the auto-cannons." Keys replied. "Help those Marines."
The officer nodded and did what he was told to do. Ship-wide auto machine-gun turrets and plasma cannons activated through out the ship. They were used for defending boarders.
"How many boarding ships?" asked Keys.
The officer fumbled and scanned the reports briefly. "You won't like it." He said finally.
"Tell me, NOW." Keys persisted.
"At least 50 boarding ships full of the Flood have successfully latched on." He responded.
"Didn't the anti-boarding guns take most of them out?" She asked.
"I guess there were too many." He said.
"How are the Marines doing?" She questioned.
"I'm getting reports that one quarter are lost to the Flood. The rest have successfully barricaded themselves. They are safe for now."
Keys nodded in approval. "Initiate section-by-section barriers."
Hundreds of blast doors closed in section by section, rendering the Flood trapped.
"Blast doors have successfully closed." Another officer said.
"Now activate section-by-section target elimination process." Keys ordered.
Then hundreds of flamethrowers appeared in the ceilings in sections where the Flood were located. They successfully eliminated the threats in those individual sections. Seconds later, there were absolutely no Flood whatsoever on the Executer.
"Now this is the power of technology!" The weapons officer exclaimed. Keys only nodded in approval.
"Double-scan this entire ship. Make sure every single flood has disappeared for good." She ordered.
"Ma'am, scan has been initiated. No Flood has been recorded on the ship. We're safe, for now."
Oh, how wrong they were.
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The lone infection tunnel had been hiding behind one of the sensors, the only blind spot it had. He was hungry, very hungry. It scurried off to some sizable meal…
A/N: I'm not continuing this story. I don't have the time. Sorry, but I have to do this.