CHAPTER 3
It rained plasma. For 3 days, until Britain unfroze. And for one moment, for one glorious moment, peace ruled.
And on the 8th day, chaos ruled once more.
Camp Currahee flooded. It's main generator exploded and it's reversed engineered Covenant visual and sensor shielding failed. All over the world, or what passed for it, thousands of pings where received, by both the Covenant and the humans.
And the reserve Covenant Reverence class cruiser, the flagship for after the Prophet of truth had gone through the portal, moved to get it's first kill of the day.
Under the ground of Britain a series of events began. A group of robots readied project ODIN, another group readied the containment room for defrosting and the last group prepared the Plasma Mass Fusion Cannon for immediate firing. The Wraith sent a compressed report of what was happening in the world to Camp Currahee. Once this was finished he began the process of super-loading the nuclear reactors and priming the factories, so that the master would have large amount of bullets ready for his ' stress relief '.
As the reactors entered the final shakedown stage the A.I. decided to warm up the containment room.
" group B, warm up the heating coils. Once you've done that boost the shield to X2. I think the master is going to be pissed."
Deep in the ice the century's old mind began to stir. Muscles tensed and organs pulsed. Eyes moved and limbs jerked.
" Master can you hear me."
There was no response
" master can you…"
" I heard you the first time."
The earth groaned and moaned as he last Titan of the Old world stood once again on the world. The, as mist swirled around his ankles, he said what the wraith had hoped he would.
"right, which wee stupid eejit is responsible for me having to get woke up."
Aboard the Reverence-class cruiser, Bloodied Promise, the ship Master was feeling decidedly anxious. That turned to dread as an alien thing popped upon the viewing screen.
"hmm, interesting. You move by a series of gravity alters and micro slipspace pulses. You have a rather complex design. As soon as I get the plans, I'm going to have to put the constructors into overdrive mode to get one built in under two weeks. Well then lets get going."
"construct, what heresy are you mumbling." Ship Master Ralt EE Vodumansama, unaware that the Wraith was broadcasting to the entire ship.
" ohh, did I not tell you? The Master wants this ship. Since he cant have this one, he sent me in to get the plans. I've already bottled your plasma and ejected it. All I need now is some metal, so I can reproduce it."
Well aware that everyone on the bridge was listening he answered arrogantly,
" and how do you plan on getting that."
" wow. I can see politics is the same everywhere. Always the stupid ones that get to power. When I said plasma, I meant all of it. Including what powers the shield generators. With that in mind, your shields will run out in one minute."
Standing on the viewing screen, the Wraith turned as if to leave and laughed,
" oh, I almost forget," looking over his shoulder and smirking,
" when you get to Hell, mind giving death a message for my master. Tell him, Potters back and he want's his winnings.
A minute later the fighting around Earth ceased. A giant beam of what looked like light shot up towards the stars. And somewhere near the middle there was a little blip before it spread out in all directions.(think the exploding station in halo 2 in the 1st mission).
And across all radio bands all that was heard was a man's voice.
"oh my God. I hope someone got that on camera 'cause that has got to be one of the best god damn explosives I have ever seen. Now who's next!"
Nearly half a world away, on the bridge of In Amber Clad, there was a mutual agreement. The Chief and the rest of the SPARTANS are going to get along like a house on fire with this guy.