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Chapter III – Lekgolo pride.
"Have you heard…?", an Unggoy minor silently spoke to his friend as he sat behind a table. The other stared at him for a while, then replied, "Uhm, heard what?", he said as he leaned back a bit.
"There are rumours going around the ship, that the human demon has boarded this vessel, do you believe it?", the minor asked. The older Unggoy leaned forward hanging over the table a bit, "Who told you that?", he whispered as more Unggoy around them talked about the various rumours.
The minor leaned closer and whispered a few things to his friend, "They say that the prophet of Truth has sent our leaders into battle against the demon on earth, but has left that Young Spec. Ops. commander on the ship. And there are stories about him killing a lot of the humans. Why would they leave him on the ship?", he started.
The older frowned, "You're serious?", he asked.
"Very serious, many Unggoy are talking about it! They say that they have left this Chakuth on the ship because he has the best chances against the demon, but wouldn't that mean that the demon is actually on the ship already?", he finished and leaned back again. The other minor stared at him thoughtfully, "I see… So that Chakuth has been chosen to stay here and defend this ship alone?", he asked.
"No! Of course not, that'd be suicide, he has been granted a team, and he chose a few Majors and it seemed he was also granted the help of a Sangheili and a Lekgolo duo…", he said and looked back noticing a few other Unggoy staring at them.
"It might be best to have this conversation somewhere else… Many of them are becoming restless and the elders believe something big is going to happen…". The younger minor said as he rose, and waited for his friend.
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Chakuth stared around, he hated this ship, it wasn't covenant and it sure didn't feel very 'home'. Not that any other ship felt like home to him, he'd rather be back on his own planet, with real gravity and fresh methane.
Xehn stood silently, he hadn't moved an inch for at least ten minutes now, while his brother hadn't stopped walking around.
The other Unggoy were fooling around, Miph sat next to Denakh talking about the demon. Calith and Vemeth had been arguing about a series of topics for the past few minutes.
The Sangheili of the team sat far away from his team, he felt no interest what so ever to stay near the Unggoy, or Lekgolo for that matter. To him the Lekgolo were just as obnoxious. They were handy in battle but that was all they seemed to be good for in his eyes. The thing that he hated most about them that they were a lot stronger then his race, and they simply refused to learn any other language then their own. They were also hard to contain, and the only order they would obey was 'kill the humans'.
He rolled his orange eyes and took them off his source of annoyance, back to the long deserted hallway of the Forerunner vessel. He hated the ship, even though it was from Forerunner technology he still found it a slug compared to his former fleet. He tried to ban the sounds his team mates made and focused on the rustling sounds at the end of the hall, near the door.
His pupils narrowed, he was sure he saw something moving. "Zhetey…", he whispered as he silently crouched back to the leader, "There's something at the end of the hall, I suggest you to take a look with some of your… friends…", he said as he looked down at the Unggoy.
Chakuth stared up at him, frowned and stared down the hall, "What do your sensors pick up?", he whispered. Duthaz stared at him, a penetrating stare, "Nothing… it's not moving…", he whispered back in a crispy tone. The young Unggoy walked forward, leaving the rest of his team staring at him, "Fine, I'll check it out…", he said as he neared the place the Sangheili had seen something.
He braced himself and drew his Fuel Rod gun, he was glad he was a Spec. Op. Unggoy, they got the best weapons, and the Fuel Rod was his favourite. He heated the gun, got ready to fire at any time and waited for the object to start moving. His custom armour was also equipped with a motion tracker, unlike the normal standard issue Spec. Op. armours.
He sharpened his hearing and sniffed around a bit, the scent was strange, he had never encountered it before, could it be that he and his team had accidentally stumbled upon the Demon? He signalled for Miph to silently walk towards him, and halted him as he stood safely behind a crate. Another silent signalling; cover me.
Miph nodded and walked more to the right and waited to stand diagonally behind him.
Chakuth took a deep breath, it might well be his last, he exhaled and patted his trusty gun. Then ran around the corner, jumped and propelled himself outside the blast range of his gun, fired and waited for the blinding green light to dim down. The crate was completely black, and a pearlescent green flash moved by his eyes.
He felt his heartbeat spike, his breathing started to stagger, it was him. As he had located the dot on his sensor, he stared right at the reflective orange visor of the human in front of him. He felt his stomach burn as he took evasive action and jumped behind a crate. He could hear the demon swear out loud as his team opened fire on the 'Spartan'. It had to be the strangest situation in his life, he sat behind a crate, and right across him, against another crate, sat the reloading demon, silently and swiftly reloading it's weapon. Chakuth regained his breath and grabbed the dropped Fuel Rod gun and pointed it at the demon.
"Die! You monster!!", he shouted as he saw the visor turning his way again, a gun pointing at him and a stinging pain in his hand. He didn't let go however, his hand bled heavily but instead of dropping the heavy weapon he held tightly onto it and squeezed the trigger.
A super heated bolt of green terror made it's way towards the Spartan, who could just fire a few more bullets at the unlucky Unggoy before barely escaping. Chakuth ignored the other wounds and scuttled back on his feet, knowing that the demon's shields had completely died out. And he knew, when shields go down, attack and show no mercy…
He threw the heavy gun away and drew his plasma gun and fired a few well aimed blasts at the demon, hitting a few in the back. He tried so hard but couldn't get the demon down, it just kept running and eventually disappeared behind the bulkhead.
"Damn it!!!", Chakuth cried out grasping for his arm and leg, the stinging pain hit him as the demon had left. But he was damn sure that he scared it away, it probably never saw such power and tactic from a Unggoy. It didn't take long for his entire team to gather around him.
The Lekgolo brothers stared at the Unggoy then at the bulkhead, closing.
They gave each other a small gesture then walked forward. Chakuth stared at them, "Hey you two, don't get yourself killed, please…", he said as he reached his hand out to them. Kahlanx looked back, raised his massive gun in a reassuring move and turned around to follow his brother, Behemoths never failed.
Xehn stared around, he felt fantastic, there was nothing more interesting then going head to head with something that poses a great threat.
"Kahlanx… cover my back…", his heavy voice thundered. The reply was short and clean, seconds later his slightly smaller brother stood with his back against his own.
They armed their guns and hefted their shields. They never relied on sensors or fancy equipment, they had an instinct for killing and knew exactly when and where a prey would show up.
A green flash shot past, "Persistent, isn't he?", Kahlanx said laughing a bit. Xehn didn't reply, he loathed unnecessary talking on the battlefield. Even though their language could not be understood by any human, it still felt strange to talk over their strategies while acting them out. Xehn moved, his massive armour rattling with every step.
'There…', he thought and held his shield up and charged into the crate that hid the Demon. The enormous blow threw over the purple coloured crate and revealed the Spartan with two guns aimed at him. It fired, bolts of super hot blue plasma hasted their way towards the oldest Lekgolo. Xehn had dealt with Sangheili weapons before, they stood no chance against his armour plating and heavy shield.
By holding up the immense shield and hiding his soft skin within the amour, he was secure, there was no other danger around, and it was just him against the legendary demon.
He charged, the shield connecting with the body of the demon, it sent the cursed abomination flying for a few meters.
The Lekgolo let out a short laugh and watched how the pesky human rose and steadied it's balance. 'Unbelievable, that primate remains to stand…', he thought as he stared around the compartment for any helpful measures, then spotted the airlock. His class was resourceful, they were strong, very strong, but could also think up a well thought strategy instead of simply going in for a suicidal attack.
"Kahlanx, the airlock, pull it!", he shouted as he fired his Fuel Rod Gun to push the human back, closer to the airlock bulkhead.
His brother never doubted about a direct order, he raised his gun and smashed it into the holo panel. Even though Kahlanx knew it could also suck out his brother he watched as the massive gates opened and started sucking out precious air. Xehn braced his heavy body against a row of crates and watched how the demon fought against the force of the suction, in vein. After a short fight against the law of physics it let go, almost as if on purpose, and left the ship.
Xehn turned his head towards his younger brother, "Kahlanx!! The bulkhead! Close it!!", he shouted at the top of his breath.
Kahlanx also fought the suction, "I can't, the holo panel is broken!", the reply sounded, it was a desperate cry.
Xehn growled and grabbed one of the crates and pulled himself up, he stared at the shield on his arm and detached it, watching it fly off into the vacuum of space.
"Very well, Give me a hand!", he roared, and held out a hand to his brother, "We need to get inside the other compartment somehow!", he said as he grabbed on to the next crate.
Kahlanx nodded and made his way towards the bulkhead of the compartment they came from. A few crates broke from their straps and flew out with much commotion, scattering sharp debris everywhere. "Almost there!!", he shouted and detached his shield as well to hit the panel of the gate without damaging it. Xehn felt a feeling of pride cross his heart, his brother was a fighter, even though he could be a whiny pain in the ass sometimes.
The older Lekgolo slowly made his way towards the door and held his hand towards his younger brother, "For us!!", he shouted and grabbed his brother's hand and pulled himself towards him as the suction tugged on his body. Kahlanx pulled with all his strength, safeguarding his brother from a certain death in space.
Once within safe space behind the bulkhead wall he closed the gates and slid down against them with a loud bang. "Can't believe it actually worked…", Kahlanx huffed and stared at his brother.
"We did make it…", The older Lekgolo spoke calmly as he touched another holo pad to shut the airlock in the other room. A reassuring armoured hand came down on Kahlanx' shoulder, "You did good, thank you my brother…", he said as he walked past him and towards the 5 Unggoy and the Sangheili.
The Unggoy leaderstared out of the window, noticing the green demon getting picked up by a nearby ship, he shook his head. 'I will get my chance… you're going down… by my hand…', he thought as he stared back at the wounds he had.
Miph placed a hand over them and stared into Chakuth's eyes, "Hey, you feeling okay?", he started as he smiled a bit underneath his mask, "You scared me man, you were really not Unggoy just yet!", he added to it and patted his shoulder with his other hand. Chakuth smiled, it hurt but he knew that he had made it out alive, he took a deep breath of methane and exhaled again, it felt good. He turned to the Lekgolo brothers, they stood nonchalantly against the walls, talking to each other in their strange language.
"Xehn, Kahlanx, thanks you guys. You were great!", he said as he waved at the two.
The oldest of the two stared at the Unggoy, nodded and turned to his brother again.
Duthaz eyed the pack of Unggoy, he felt strangely alone all of a sudden. The two Lekgolo probably talked about a succeeded mission, the Unggoy praised their wounded leader for his bravery, by directly facing the demon, and he just stood there, his plasma rifle armed and ready in his hands, but with the battery coil untouched. He shook his head and sighed, walking towards the nearest crate and sat down against it, placing the gun on the ground.
"We should get you to the infirmary, the wounds have to be cleaned.", Miph started and helped Chakuth to his feet.
Calith and Vemeth swiftly supported their leader as Denakh picked up Chakuth's Rod gun. The Lekgolo stared at the 3 Unggoy holding up their friend and walking away, started at each other, then walked after them.
Kahlanx walked towards the pack of small aliens, lifted Chakuth off the shoulders of the Unggoy and held him up. "I'll carry him, we can walk faster this way…", he said, knowing they wouldn't understand a word he said. The Unggoy stared at him, made a few cheering noises and ran ahead of the massive Lekgolo.
Xehn stared at the Sangheili sitting against the crate, reached his hand out towards him and waited for a response. The former commander stared at the massive armoured hand, then at the head of the immense creature, smiled faintly and grabbed his hand, pulling himself up.
"Thank you…", he spoke softly as he marched after his team.
The Lekgolo raised his head satisfied, and stared out of the window how the human home world was still under Covenant attack.
"Next time we meet demon, you wont be so lucky…", he spoke as he turned away from the glass and followed his team-mates.
The Unggoy cheered, leading the way for Kahlanx, their high voices resonating though the halls of the ship compartment. Chakuth smiled faintly, even though he knew it wasn't a real victory, he had at least protected his Prophets, to live another day.
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Ohhh Xehn action! I should really draw him and his brother good sometime :D same goes for grumpy Duthaz, lol.
(i've allready got Chakuth and Miph drawn out :D)
Hope you liked, Chap 4 soon, I hope UU!