[Why hello warriors and welcome to the preview of chapter 3 of The adventures of Noble Six Revamped. Yes I know its been nearly a year but alot of things in my life have been taking up my time family, school, learning to drivr and soon college, as well as me wanting to persue other writing ventures. My writing focus has gone to crafting my own original fiction work which soon I'll be looking for beta readers. Still with that aside i thought I oughta drop something off as a reminder that you all are in my thoughts and an update will come soon.]

Previous conflict: Battle of reach

Outcome: Heavy UNSC casualties and pyrhic covenant victory

Next conflict: Battle of installation 04

Con current conflict: Human-Covenant war.

Chapter 3: A new beggining

Victory...victory had finally been attained. The major human home world reach had collapsed under the night of the covenant onslaught.

Location: Unidentified space (most likely orbit of reach)

Reach, the human military strong hold, the last great obstacle which had long stood in the path of the glorious great journey had finally been overturned, Razed in the righteous fury that roared from the divine covenant empire. The spartan warriors, humanity's saviors no longer were further a hinderance. All slaughtered in the great struggle less than a day old. In the lone phantom which strove through space to rendezvous in celebration with the fleets main carrier "The Matrys Soujurner" Lunara couldn't help but smile. Her trophy, the last spartan warrior lay unconscious in her lap, helmet and all, scraped and battered...defeated. The other crew members of the final assault were sure to give her proper distance. To carry such a warrior, a demon in her arm was true suicide. Lunara was everything short of fearless.

"She courts death as though it were a male..." One sanghellian major whispered to his colleagues from across the phantom. "Does she know not his heresy?"

Another sanghellian more bold in his action looked up and glared at Lunara. "She is foolish, I witnessed the truth of the engagement, she did not defeat the demon, he collapsed in her arms from exhaustion." He then snarled. "No female could perform such a task."

Luna's smile vanished at those last words. All her life males had doubted her combat prowress and tactical leadership. She were an outcast in all she did. Great and small she stood alone, never truly accepted for her actions. Covenant hierarchy viewed her sex as weak and submissive. Her place was at home tending children and courting her GREATER half. That was not the life for her. While she would relish acquiring love of her own, such a male that would respect her being and view her as an equal had yet to reveal himself amongst the alike she was forced into association with. Sighing she returned to staring at the black visor which shown her own mandibles in return. How one lone warrior nearly stopped the covenant in their tracks was beyond her in every way." He was after all only human...no?" Lunara pondered the question as she felt their phantom dock in the first hangar. The sanghellians slowly piled out single file with Lunara in tow, heaving the unconscious spartan in hand.

In ceremonial style the covenant was lined up saluting the troops in standard covenant hiearachy. Sanghellian who dominated the covenant hiearachy secondary only to the prophetd them self, stoicly stood at the head of the line followed by the jiralhanae, jackals and grunts. The latter one snarling violently, throwing curses angrily at the duo. Lunara hardly gave them the time of her day. Her eyes fixated on her destination.

As she strode through the hangar, and eventual entered the violet halls of cruiser, she felt a jerk in her grip. Lunara halted, pausing to eye her trophy. The demon returned still, most likely stirred in his sleep. Wasting no further time, she pressed onward. After a few turns she approached a fairly large room lined with the same metal cages of before. The room held a total of six of these cells, two brute guards standing at attention, hungrily eyeing the quarry. One approached her, a captain smiling as his rustic bronze armor shingled about.

Hearty laughter resonated from within the armired beast, his companion formed a hideous smile."Hahaha a female has brought us dinner Daen...how shall we repay her?" The jiralhanae laughed as he spoke with his partner."A fine huntress indeed...may she serve us well."

Lunara's hand itched for her sword that rested holstered on her hip. With the flick of her wrist, the two beasts would lay slaughtered, crimson blood splayed on the shelves, drowning in thier own blood. Lunara did her best to stay her killing urge. Instead she clicked her mandibles coursely. "I require the ship masters exalted presence..."

"Ahahaha Lord Krayt, will arrive in his timing, drop your cargo and begone." Lunara was casually brushed off. Abandoning her keep would lead to its destruction. The accomplishment of her life, this could possibly bring the honor she desired. No the honor she had earned. Lunaea refused to see its mutilation.

"I will not depart a moment sooner than which I am graced for my victory."

"The female requires worship? How fitting! Begone until my hunger turns to other outlets." The brute lowered a hand to caress her face violently.

Lunara smacked the jiralhanae's hand from the smooth slick grooves on her armor. "You wretched filth, I shall slay you where you stand!" Yelled lunara fully enraged. How dare they try placating her? She had accomplished a feat incapable of her entire brigade. The brutish jiralhanae sorely lacked the grace and precision required to tame a demon.

"Hehehe...I'd be careful with this one you two..." A voice both tired, pained groaned from the armor below. "This ones different...dangerous..."

The two brutes looked to the demon on the floor, one of them groped him by the throat and lifted him into the air. "Silence demon! Or I'll break your bones and feast on your flesh!"

The demon laughed "Hahaha...oh you just don't get it do you? You may as well kill me now, if I walk away from this...I'll make sure I drag you to hell, just like your buddies down there."

"Grrr..."

"You see...you can take a lot of things from a man...his wealth, joy...his life." The spartan coughed viciously blood staining the inside of his visor. "...But you don't take his planet...and their you made your last mistake!" Six raised his arms defiantly and jabbed his fingers into the eyes of his captor, forcing the jiralhanae to release him. The reaper formed a weak defensive stance. The fatigue from his previous battle still weighing upon. The lesser brute lunged upon the grim reaper but was swiftly countered by an blinding elbow to his jaw, before he came around with the back of his armored glove. A blood curling crunch filled the room, aa the demon went forward delivering a barrage of rapid bone breaking punches, decimating his opponent. Within moments there screams subsided, two bloodied mess layed splain on the ground, the grim reaper slowly turned to face Lunara.

The sanghellian female activated her energy daggers, surveying the brutal carnage surrounding her."..."

Six picked up the fallen brutes arm: two the trade mark red plasma rifles and one sharp ngarled blade, crudely strapped as one, a brute shot..not His favorite, not quite as clean as UNSC grade ballistics weaponry but good enough for him.

"...the Demon still stands..."

[I hope that sates your curiosity for bit as I work on long much awaited update. I plan to soon also update the new adventures of Noble Six as soon as time permits. Thank you all for your patience. If you want to talk feel free to PM me. This is Rogue Black Knight signing off]