III. Two worlds collide
Just In case I forget.
1. DISCLAIMER: I do not own Freezing or Halo or anything in this fanfic. Maybe the ideas, but that's it. If it's not then I acknowledge the creator of the idea whoever you may be.
2. Now some real action. FYI I'll be switching to a 3rd person POV instead of a 1st
3. hope you'll enjoy and now onto the story
Thomas climbed into the HEV pod after triple checking all his equipment. Each of his weapons took time to install and be securely strapped in the 6 meter long pod that was to be blasted out into space and he didn't want anything falling out during the sure to be bumpy ride. Inside, the HUD greeted him with a solid green color. Good since it meant all systems were working properly. He switched on his on screen monitor and linked it his comms.
"This is F-0001 all systems green." Said the 19 year old officer. "Foxtrot, status update."
Immediately green acknowledgement lights came on and one by one starting from Wringe down to Travis verbally acknowledged a 'green' status.
Thomas' monitor switched to Alex on fire control.
"Hey mate, how's it going over at your end?" asked the Delta Commander
"It's all good. Foxtrot's stapped in and on standby ready to begin mission." Thomas replied.
"Well then be sure save some for us Thomas. We may be demolitions but we're also your backup."
"You got it." Answered the 19 year old as the lights turned red to signal the start of the mission.
/in the other world/
"I don't believe this…. It's unprecedented that 4 type S would show up in one area at the same time" said The regional Operations commander Sasagami Kouichirou. Throughout the entire history of Chevalier, there has never been a single other occurrence when so many Nova have appeared in similar conditions.
"Sir, all East Genetics platoons are in position and are combating the Nova." said one of his officers
"Target 3 has mobilized... Target 4 has disabled 6th and 7th platoons' decoys!" said another.
/meanwhile on the field/
The Type S continued to attack the pandora. Even with limiters restricting it's movement, the nova could still attack the pandoras at subsonic speeds.
"Gahh!"
"Decoys prepare for another run! clear the way for the finisher!" shouted the 4th year Mileena Marius. She was the all rounder of the 8th platoon and was responsible for combating one of the 4 type S along with the 7th platoon. They had exposed the core and her dear friend Kathy Lockheart was to finish the job. Cassie had a godlike speed and an ability to use the quadruple accel, earning her the nickname 'Godspeed'. Unfortunately the nova was still fast enough to prevent her from finishing the job.
The platoon regrouped to begin another attack when suddenly the nova began to grab random members of the team.
"What is this?"
"Let me go!"
The pandora struggled to free themselves from the unknown attack pattern when all of a sudden it began to corrode their cells. They began to fuse with the nova. Some were lucky to escape but most fused to the pandora's outer shell. Among them were Mileena and Kathy. Their partners could only watch as the nova absorbed the two and retreated beneath the waves.
/on the other world/
"Alright guys lock and load, it'll get bumpy in 10 seconds." Thomas relayed to his team. Dropping out of slipspace was still bumpy even with the new generation HEV pods. Accident's weren't uncommon so each pod was outfitted with a life support system and an emergency beacon and radio in case something happened.
The door bays opened and 30 HEV pods were released into slipspace. Using mini thrusters along the sides, each pod maneuvered into position before they began their exit.
"Alright guys T-minus 90 seconds. Hold on to your asses 'cause it's gonna get bumpy!" Shouted Alex over the intercom. "Here's a little present for you!" he added before blaring some 21'st century music (New Divide by Linkin Park). Like Alex, Thomas found it a little bit classy and kept it on. though he wasn't sure if the others did the same or switched to another band.
"60 seconds guys. This is it" He shouted. "Lock and..." a loud THUMP and his comm went dead
"Leader!" shouted Wringe "Wringe to flight deck. what the hell happened?!"
"This is petty officer Marcus, we're tracking 2nd Lieutenant Thomas Shubaltz. standby... "
"SHIT! Wringe this is Alex. Thomas got hit by an passing meteoroid. Worse, he fell into another hole. He's in for of those 'trips'."
"No! Leader!" shouted the second in command. "We have to abort!"
"Denied Master Sergeant. This is Captain James Riley of the Deuteronomy. Continue with the mission. We've blasted a dispatch to High Command. Nothing else we can right now."
"The second in command hesitated for a moment before complying, sending the rest of her team down to the rocks below.
/meanwhile/
"Argh! Shit!" Thomas struggled to regain control over the pod. The rock that he collided with had sent him down one of the accidental holes that open from time to time.
'hmm... If this is a problem why does High Command still allow people to be dropped like this?' he thought before another thump caused him to rethink his situation. This was one of the risks involved with slipspace insertions though a good portion of the earths discovered was due to these 'unfortunate' accidents.
Thomas could see the end of the gateway just a little bit further. He struggled to right the pod and finally he succeeded with only mere seconds before exiting the portal. If he had gotten out before correcting his trajectory, he might end up in orbit like the rock that got him into this mess.
"Let's see now, what planets are in the vicinity?" He scanned the surroundings and his computer. Thankfully both had recognized the constellations in the area.
"Yes! I'm near Earth... or at least... one of them." As the leader, Thomas' pod was equipped with a 'dumb' AI named Revealer. Never talked, never showed it's face, and preferred to give results via HUD or monitor. It wasn't as powerful as the legendary Cortana but could provide intel just the same.
"Revealer. scan Earth. compare to those in the database" Unfortunately for him, it wasn't part of the earths the UEHC knew of. Fortunately though, it was inhabited and he would have his name immortalized as a discoverer of another realm. provided the others knew where he was.
"Fine, set course to Earth and activate distress beacon. Initiate situation Delta 4B." he ordered. The HEV pod shuddered as it began to correct it's trajectory and set course for the 'new earth'.
/meanwhile [west genetics]/
Alert!... Alert!...
All pandora are to remain on standby
Nova type S confirmed...
"I-impossible! Are those the nova that escaped for East Genetics!" said Col. Leonard, the vice president in charge of the building at the moment.
"Confirmed 2 Type S!" replied one of his assistants
the alarm continued to blare. "All pandora's report to your locations! Alert Level 1 is in effect!"
"This is bad. A third of the seniors were sent to the East as backup. Did they attack with that knowledge?" Said Chiffon, current rank 1 and council president of the West. "If so then something bad will happen..."
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"All platoons from the remaining seniors have been deployed!" said the assistant.
"No irregular behavior from the novas have been observed." said another "...hold on. Incoming transmission from the 1st platoon!"
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/meanwhile on the battlefield...
"Uwahhh!"
"What the hell is that!"
The first platoon, one of the first correspondents, was facing a completely different kind of enemy. Instead of the 10 story tall novas, They were facing 6 feet tall fellow pandoras that underwent Novalization. To put into perspective they were fighting mini Novas with the faces of their friends.
1st platoon leader Aileen barely dodged the beam attack sent by the rogue pandora. They couldn't be wasting time in area. Each second they wasted here was a second more that the Nova gained to close the distance.
Suddenly the alarms blared "Alert level 3! Alert level 3! hostiles have breached the gate!"
"Shit!" was the only thing blaring in her mind.
