Purpose Of Existence Chapter 26: Road To Reunion
Allright so ive been gone for a long time (By my standards I mean) and I just want to explain what happened.
Basically my computer's power supply melted. It started as a strange noise and evolved to the point where my computer just plain shutdown from the smallest of stress. This woudn't have been a problem cause I have a laptop for situations like this...Except my laptop's wireless and wired connections all stopped working and I didn't have even the smallest of ideas what was wrong. So I had to send both my PC and my laptop to maintenance and it took almost a full week to get them back. During this time I was unable to continue writing. Now Im back and hopefully we can get this started again. ;D
anyways enought of my rambling, into the fiction:
"Is it just me or did these banished go down a little bit too easily?" Asked Fred as they continued forward. They looted the bodies of the ex-covenant and continued onwards. The canyon wasn't deep but it was wide and served as the perfect place for the Banised to ambush them. They coudn't stop even if they wanted to.
After a brief moment of silence Kelly answered "Yeah, their style was almost...Sloppy". Chief kept quiet he's thoughts were wandering somewhere else or in someone. He has been distracted for a long time but no one voiced there concerns about the subject so he didn't quite care enought to fix it.
"I agree. Stacking like that is new level of stupid even for grunts and the elites were almost paralised when they saw Chief hack one of them to pieces". Linda continued.
"Well there wasn't many that survived an encounter with a spartans, that's how the "Demon" legend was born. If these Banished truly are deflectors of the Covenant, they might not even have fought in the war". Fred finished.
"Even if they haven't seen real combat they still are pirates and raiders, this means they are dangerous and we should not underestimate them". Chief finally cut in and silence fell upon the group. It was turning night and this gave the spartans the cover of dark. However the Banished also enjoyed the same advantage. They could see the tower far in the distance. There was large about 60 meter drop right next to them and the spartans were forced to use night vision.
"How are our communications Fred?" Chief asked. Getting in contact with the Infinity could help their mission significantly. Chief's wounds patchwork was also rushed as they coudn't stay still for long. Kelly was good but even she had her limits with limited recourses and time.
"Still down Chief. Until we find whatever is srcambling our signal there isn't much I can do, other than try to contact them every few minutes". Informed Fred jumping over a large boulder that was blocking their path. The spartans had had couple of run ins after their first contact at the beginning of the vast canyon. Nothing major thought and nothing the spartans coudn't handle.
"I believe I can try to assist you in this matter reclaimer". Medicant Bias cut in. He had been uncharastically quiet during their short journey and Chief had wondered why. Usually the AI was quite chatty… "Just like Cortana was…" He banished the thought now was not the time or the place. It was not yet time to mourn something that wasn't necessarily lost.
"How would you do that?" Fred asked grunting as he jumped down from a ledge about two meters in hight. The terrain was not very cooperative and slowed their brogress significantly. Even the Mjolnir was no match for strong wind and rought terrain.
"I believe I can trace the scrambler signal back to its original source. This would enable you to destroy it and re-establish connection with your ship". It was a good plan but it would also slow their progress down even further.
"What would you need us to do? How are you going to trace it? We don't have a source where to start tracking." Fred continued.
"But Reclaimer we do have a source. You are the source. I can use your suits as a tracker but…" Bias trailed off letting the spartans brainstorm the rest. It was a good plan but there was one small hook…
"Using our suits as trackers will enable the Banished to see where we are. Well light up like a christmas tree". Fred finished. Every plan had its risks but this one just begged a shitstorm to get loose. "I don't know its insanely risky. What do you say Chief?" Fred asked turning to his superior for guidance.
"It's a series gample, do you have even the smallest of ideas where the scrambler might be?" He asked trying trying to get a better idea of what he was about to agree to.
"I can only speculate but I believe for the scrambler to work at max efficiency it needs to be located somewhere hight. Higher than its surroundings. Perhaps one of the old towers we saw or another large object or structure nearby?" It was mere speculation at this point without tracking the signal it was all a game of dice.
"The command centre was a large tower located in the middle of the ark. It would be a perfect spot to place the scrambler". Chief said.
"It is your decision reclaimer I will do as you see fit". Bias finished giving Chief the power to decide to take witch one of the choises was the lesser evil.
Chief thought about it for a moment. If he decided to trace the signal they would be in constant firefight from this point on, but they would find the scrambler for certain. In other hand if he decided to continue on and head to the tower in assumption that the scrambler would be there, there would be no backup and if the device wasn't located in the control center...Well let's just say they would have a hard time getting out.
With this he made a decision. One that would decide the faith of his entire team and perhaps the future of the universe.