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Rage And Dismay
(Master Chief and the group of marines are scooping out a door)
Master Chief watched the elites that guarded the door to a holding area. Master Chief hoped that the captain was in there. The elites camouflage had been reflecting the purple/pink colors that were beaming from the walls.
"All right people we are going to have to get those two and take them out A.S.A.P." Chief grumbled.
"Why cant we just wait till a better time?" Chimed in a nearby marine.
"Reinforcements are coming and we must move quickly or else we're gonna be in a bad position." said Cortana. "After we get these two down we may still meet up with oncoming covenant patrol, but being in the brig area will give us an easier defensive position."
"Ok, lets do it," said Chief in a firm voice. "Kate, lets see what you can do, I need you to edge out and snipe them both as quick as possible, if you get spotted move and let us take care of it, we don't need anymore injuries." Chief stared at Kate for a while, memories past through him, of Kate, and the other Spartans, chief was the best at just about everything but Kate was by far the best sniper ever known.
Kate peeked around the corner, and saw two elites standing guard talking to each other. "This is to easy", she thought.
She took aim, and shot a round clean through the first elites heads and straight into the other ones'. "Like shooting fish in a barrel," she mumbled.
The Chief walked over to the fallen elites and looked around; he gave the all-clear sign and walked through the sliding metal doors. Many marines were inside cells cover by a pink wave-like plasma shields, most of whom just laid there curled up, others groaning in pain.
Private Malone ran to a nearby shield. "Hey captain, is that a gun in your pocket, or you just happy to see me?" he said with a grin, the captain spun over and stared in disbelief. As the captain stood up the pink force field vanished in front of all the cells,
Keyes stared at the private then at Master Chief "coming here was reckless." he snapped, "but I'm glad you did."
(Rizzel and her group have entered the Truth and Reconciliation)
Rizzel stared in stupefied horror as many fallen Covenant warriors lay on the ground. Her anger was at its highest peek as she fought back the madness, three elites came walking in with an armored human. They threw his half conscious body to the ground. The human started to sit up, but a loud screech escaped Rizzels mouth as she kicked the human as hard as she could, a loud metallic sound echoed through the large room as the armor collided with the ground, she put her arm up and slammed the humans side with the butt of her weapon, a long agonizing groan escaped the human. A small sigh of satisfaction passed through Rizzel, seeing the human in pain was an amusing thing to her. She raised her weapon again to attack the human, a long white arm snatched her hand and yanked it back, she spun around and saw Half-Jaw. He pulled Rizzel in an unoccupied area and knelt down to her height.
"Your hatred against the humans isn't unjust, but this is our only lead to the human hive" he whispered.
Half-Jaw walked back to the group of elites, a few minutes of chatter and two elites grabbed the human by the feet and a third trailed the in the rear, as the prisoner was dragged away Rizzel stared at him till the human was out of site. Rizzel lay back against a support beam, which was riddles with bullet holes, her eyes closed and she stood there in deep thought.
"I can't believe such treachery has happened within this very ship." Said a nearby elite. Rizzel remained against the support beam, and her eyes closed listening intently on the elites conversation.
"We must find ourselves a new general before the lower class covenant find out."
"Yes if this information gets out; the grunts, the jackals and even some of the duller elites may be greatly discouraged and refuse to fight or disperse."
"But I wonder who will take over the covenant army."
"Well I hope it's someone we can all trust and".. Vlader!! The loud elite voice was unfamiliar.
"The council wishes to speak with you." Rizzel's eyes shot open, she snuck a glance at the source of the voice, a tall elite with bright red armor stood in the doorway. As Rizzel looked at the elite up and down she noticed a jetpack had been added to the elites armor. "Only special elites were allowed to wear the VTOL (vertical take off and landing) model covenant battle armor, a rare gift though not fully complete," she thought to herself. A quick flash back shoved its way into Rizzel's mind. She was sitting in a room filled with elites and a very small percentage of grunts and jackals. Her father stood on the stage of the auditorium using a hologram projector.
"The Leap Frog jetpack was comprised of two fuel source packs that when ignited shot green plasma underneath the wearer, the fuel was very hard to come by, but could last for quite a long time. This model was one of the first prototypes, its speed and agility was unmatched although it was highly unstable, if a projectile hit the pack at a certain angle the pack was prone to malfunction leaving the wear at the mercy of the jetpack. A recent case of this was at the training grounds the pack was hit by a ricochet plasma round, the pack malfunctioned and sent the wearer slamming against the walls and after a minute or so the pack thrusters engaged and he was sent straight into the ceiling, lodging his head deep into the insulation and metal," a picture of an elite body hanging from a ceiling appeared on the hologram, a smug grin sprung on her face.
"It took several hours to remove the pilot and he sustained many injuries. Other cases the pack would short circuit and send painful jolts of electricity into the wearer others times the pack would simply explode, very few of these were made and even fewer are worn, the pack was dubbed unusable do to its hazardous instability. The newer prototype The Gliding Viper is being tested as we speak; we are trying to convert the fuel source into blue plasma not as long lasting but a great deal safer. Other tests are we are administering to the jetpack include testing its toughness, slamming it into walls and shooting different types of projectiles at it. At every angle that we shot at it the jetpack would simply cut off, a back up is installed to prevent those who are shot at extreme height from becoming a pancake. There are still a few bugs and glitches that are still showing up, in one case the pack sprung a leak and spouted liquid hot plasma down the back of a tester. Others are simply not lasting long enough, or shorting out."
"Rizzel, Juk, Yerth, Angus!!"
Rizzel was jerked out of her memory; the four snapped their heads to the side as they heard their names being called out. Vlader was calling them to his side; the group scurried and formed a line right in front of the noble elite.
"Alright I need the four of you to scour the Truth and Reconciliation, report any survivors, or stowaways, if you encounter any humans kill them on sight." The small group snapped a salute and ran off to the end of the corridor and vanished around the corner.
"Are you sure it is wise to send them around the ship after such a battle??" Half-jaw stared at Vlader. I'm sure, they are ready, willing, and reliable, and our forces are spread dangerously thin as it is. We need to patrol and scout around to make sure nothing or no one is left unchecked."
"Vlader we must get going, it would be unwise to keep the council waiting." Vlader nodded to the elites and walked off.
As Rizzel ran in the back of the group she pondered on the information she had come by, a traitor?? How?? Who?? Are my friends all right?? Who will become the new general?? The questions swarmed her, as the ensemble of questions plagued her she failed to notice that the group had stopped, she tried to stop, but she was moving to fast. She slammed into the back of Angus who immediately whirled around and kicked her in the side, and hissed and glare at her. Rizzel stood up with a terrible pain in her side. She looked up and saw the three elites that had dragged the prisoner away lay on the ground lifeless. The hate grew inside her she started shaking in rage, until an elite twitched, she quickly took action and grabbed her radio, she was about to relay a message when suddenly the device was knocked out of her hands. She looked up in surprise as a vicious snarl came into view,
Angus what are you doing??
Angus walked over to the elite that was hanging inches from death, he grabbed Yerth and put his weapon in his hand and said, "shoot him." The shocked grunt pulled back and stared.
"WHAT!!"
Angus's voice was ice cold, "I said shoot him Yerth, or are you disobeying a direct order??"
Rizzel stepped toward the crazed jackal. "What are you doing Angus??" she screamed
"I'm weeding out the weak and showing this elite that I am tired of being an underling." Rizzels shield went up, "you wont get away with this" she sprang forward knocking down her foe and pinning him to the floor with her knees, then she pointed her plasma pistol at his face. An eerie smile crept to the surface of Angus's face.
"You won't do it," he said with a smirk. This enraged Rizzel even more, she powered up her plasma pistol until the gun was at full power.
"What makes you think I won't??" she yelled.
"Well we don't want anything to happen to your friends…. just like your husband??
A shocked and horrifying expression exploded onto her face. She grabbed him and with uncontrollable rage, and started to release the trigger. Angus pulled his COM unit out of its case and changed the station till he got to group five, "Ermac can you read me??"
"Yes sir I can,"
"Good I need to know if you still have Rizzels friends under your watchful eye??"
"Yes sir I have those traders under full surveillance, just give me the command and I'll take them out right now sir."
Rizzel got up and powered down her shield and gun, her defeated face filled with dismay and hatred. Angus got up and with a smirk, and answered, "no that wont be necessary, just checking up on you, keep her eyes peeled, you're the only one I can trust, just like your brother you're strong and intelligent."
"Yes sir, thank you sir, and don't worry you can depend on me."
She stood the crying and shaking until the sound of a plasma pistol blast grabbed her attention the elite stopped moving, the green plasma still burning through the now dead creature.
"You…YOU MONSTER!!"