Hey guy's. The polls are in and most of you have favored for project Crusader, so it will be in the story. For those who voted against it, I have something special for you at the end of this chapter.
August 19, 2684/2184
Terminus Systems
UNSC Frigate Hastings
Bridge
The UNSC Hastings was a reconnaissance ship used by High COM to gather intelligence on the far side of the Terminus systems. They needed to keep track of anything the TC was up to. The Captain of the Hastings was Heinrich Emerson who was returning to Asgard station with reports on the TC, but as soon as he was about to leave, his comms officer reported to the Captain that High COM wanted the Hastings to make a change in course to look into an informant inside the TC about a planned attack on the unfinished colony of Virmire.
Emerson didn't like to keep his crew away from their families, but when an inside source told High COM about a surprise attack, they needed to verify it before taking any action. Emerson told his helmsman to change course and make full speed toward the Omega Nebula.
Omega Nebula
Arinlarkan System
The Hastings dropped out of slipspace at the edge of the system. Before moving closer into the system they were attacked from three organic-looking ships.
Hastings
Bridge
Onboard the bridge of the Hastings, sparks were flying everywhere as the crew was trying to get the Hastings battle ready. Captain Emerson started giving out orders. "Get me weapons on line, shields at full power, and get this ship moving! Let's make ourselves a harder target, and then punish them!"
An officer on board the Hastings reported to the Captain of issues. "Captain, shield strength is down to 56% and falling, we've lost repulsor engines and the slipspace drive has shut down due too damage."
Sparks flew out from behind the Captain as a number of his crew began to fall back from the shake of the attack. "Mikhail who the hell is firing on us?"
Mikhail the Hastings AI appeared before the Captain. "According to the sensors, the configuration of the ships match Collector cruisers. What we know about them and their weapons is that they are using particle accelerators, but a much more high powered one, that is bleeding through the shields." Mikhail stopped for a second before responding "Shields are about to fail in three minutes."
When the Captain heard that, he turned on the intercom and told the crew to brace themselves.
Space
The three Collector cruisers continued their attack, firing a red orange particle accelerator at the Hastings. When the Hastings' shields dropped, the Collectors stopped attacking and moved in to begin boarding the ship.
Two hours later
Asgard Station
On board Asgard station was Spartan B312 who was known most famously as Noble Six. He joined Noble Team after the battle of the Citadel, his skills as a pilot was commendable and his skills on the ground were legendary…after all, he was trained by the Master Chief himself. As Noble Six was waiting for his superiors to explain as to why he was transferred here, a man well known around here came up to him. "Noble Six, I'm Captain Anderson, I need you to follow me please." The two then left for the command center.
Asgard Station
Command Center
As Captain Anderson and Noble Six walked into the Command Center, Admiral Hackett waved them over to where he was. As they walked over they saw everyone in the Command Center was on high alert, Six wondered why and hoped it wasn't anything serious.
As the two stopped in front of Admiral Hackett, Captain Anderson and Noble Six saluted the Admiral, Hackett saluted back."Good to have you hear Anderson and you too Noble Six."
"Likewise sir, but I am curious as to why I was called back to Asgard station when I was supposed to report to Noble Team on Reach."
Hackett had a serious look on his face. "We called you back because we have a serious problem on our hands." he directed the two to a holo-screen. "We received this message in slipspace communications two hours ago." He turned on the screen and they saw a UNSC bridge; a very damaged one, then a man appeared on the screen blood running down his head.
The Man then spoke. "Asgard Station, this is Captain Emerson of the Hastings, authentication code Delta Six, Delta Five. We're under attack! We've suffered extreme damage! Intel about a fleet of TC ships amassing in the Arinlarkan System was false. We've been ambushed by as many as three Collector cruisers. We've lost slipspace drive. Shields are down! Several decks without life support. We're being boarded." The message then ends leaving nothing but the OSA symbol on the screen.
Hackett looks at the two. "We began receiving telemetry from the emergency transponder approximately thirty minutes after the distress call came in. Unfortunately, it doesn't tell us anything about the condition of the ship or…the crew."
Captain Anderson looks at Hackett. "Sounds like it was badly damaged! Admiral we need to send a fleet in to retake the Hastings."
Hackett shakes his head. "I'm afraid not Anderson. The Hastings was doing important reconnaissance in the Terminus Systems, they're carrying valuable Intel on their actions. We need to retake the ship, but if we send in a fleet the Collectors will destroy the ship and all the information will be gone."
Noble Six was confused about how Hastings got into this situation in the first place. "Anything on who might have been behind this?"
Hackett shakes his head in disappointment. "We were acting on what we thought was reliable Intel from one of our Asari spies inside the TC from the Colony Esan. But no one admits to sending any such message and the colony Esan is looking into the false Intel, and we need to act now."
Captain Anderson shakes his head. "It doesn't make sense, why would the Collectors do this? Ever since we destroyed three of their cruisers, we have heard nothing from them and the attacks on our outposts stopped, we assumed that sent the message."
Hackett became agitated. "I guess the message wasn't big enough, but right now we can't think about why their doing this and focus on how to fix this and that's where you come in Noble Six."
Asgard Station
Hangar bay
Admiral Hackett took Noble Six and Captain Anderson down to the hangars of Asgard station. In the hangar bay were Cerberus engineers along with one of their operatives. As soon as Hackett and his group got closer the operative took notice. "Admiral Hackett, I'm Paul Grayson. The Illusive man sent me here as soon as we heard about the Hastings."
Hackett nods his head. "Agent Grayson, allow me to introduce Captain Anderson and Noble Six." Hackett then turned to Grayson. "What do you have for us?"
Grayson guided them to a new type of fighter craft Cerberus engineers created. "Allow me to introduce you to the F-61 Trident."
Noble Six walked around the Trident, impressed with the design. "What kind of armaments does it have?"
Grayson began too explained. "The Trident is equipped with MK V Medusa Missiles, Point defense lasers, and a payload bay for the WASP mines."
Noble Six was impressed about the WASP mines, but was confused on how they were going to be deployed. "How are WASP mines going to help in a fighter craft?"
Grayson smiled. "Let me show you." He walked over to the Trident and sat inside of it as he began pressing buttons. Then all of a sudden, the Trident began to cloak and disappear. After a few seconds, Grayson deactivated the cloak and got out of the Trident. "So what do you think?"
Hackett, Anderson, and Noble Six had to be impressed with Cerberus engineers for being able to apply the cloaking technology from a suit of SPI armor to an interceptor. Hackett walked over to Grayson. "I trust this is part of the plan to save the Hastings?"
Grayson nodded his head. "This mission is equal parts trial run and rescue mission. The only question now is when do we start?"
Asgard Station
War Room
Inside the War Room were holotables, active consoles, and a dozen of personnel stationed at each post with an AI in their avatar form coordinating with the people on Asgard station.
Hackett and everyone else walked inside the War Room and headed to a holo table. Hackett began pressing buttons and an image popped up showing the Arinlarkan System and the three Collector cruisers and the UNSC Hastings.
"Is that real-time telemetry?" asked Anderson
Hackett noded his head. "Yes! The minute we got that message, we sent a spy probe to where the Hastings' last position and began monitoring the situation. As you can see, there are three Collector cruisers there guarding the Hastings."
Grayson leaned on the table studying the holo image. "Well-placed WASP mines around the Collector ships should be able to cripple them and using the Trident, you can get close enough without them detecting you."
"How many WASP mines can the Trident hold?" asked Noble Six
Grayson thought about it for a moment before facing the Spartan. "I'd hazard enough to cripple two battle cruisers."
Anderson shook his head. "That leaves one ship with enough time to destroy the Hastings and all hands stationed there."
"That's why the Defense Committee has authorized you, Anderson, to be given command of the Heavy Cruiser 'Dawn of Valhalla'." Anderson nods his head. "When can we leave?"
Hackett sighs reluctantly. "Until ONI's Freelancer shows up, you can leave."
Anderson, and by extension Noble Six didn't like the sound of that. "Admiral, with all due respect, may I ask why we are waiting on a Freelancer?"
"High COM wants to end this quickly and ONI's Freelancer program has been shown to get the job done quickly and quietly. Also, ONI is sending in their second-best on this mission."
Noble Six wanted know who it was they were sending. "Sir! If I may ask, who is this Freelancer we're waiting for?"
Hackett pulled up as much information as he could about who ONI was sending over. "Her code name is South Carolina, and she is second-best in the program."
Noble Six was curious as to who was the number one. "Who is the number one then?"
Before Hackett could say anything a woman wearing aqua-colored Mjolnir armor appeared before everyone. "That's classified." said the Spartan woman, as she walked over to Hackett before saluting the Admiral. "Agent Carolina reporting as ordered."
The Admiral saluted back and looked at Anderson with determined eyes. "You have a go for launch, bring our people home—even if you have to bring them back in caskets."
Omega Nebula
Arinlarkan System
UNSC Hastings
Cargo Bay
Onboard the Hastings' cargo bay was where almost a quarter of the crew was being kept when the Collectors captured the ship. An engineer by the name of Emily Donnell was waking up from a head injury from an exploding conduit when she looked around and saw others hurt from this surprise attack. As she got up, the Captain of the Hastings walked over to her. "Engineer Donnell, how are you feeling?"
She rubbed the back of her neck with her hand and looked at the Captain. "I'm fine sir! But what's happening and where is the rest of the crew?"
The Captain had a sad look on his face. "The military contingent was holding the Collectors back as much as they could, but it was too much. The Collectors then started taking the military personnel who fought against them along with some of the crew and took them back to their ships, they left the senior staff here, I don't know why."
But before she could say anything, the doors to the cargo bay opened and two collectors walked in holding what looked like organic assault rifles. After a few seconds, another collector walked in. Then it started to have some kind of pain in the head and started to glow afterwards.
When the third Collector walked in it started too glow and it spoke "Assuming direct Control." The glowing Collector walked over to where Emily was, but before it could go any further, Emerson walked up to the glowing Collector. "I am Captain Emerson of the Hastings if you have an-" before Emerson could finish that sentence the glowing Collector launched a fireball from its hand and straight into the face of the Captain.
Everyone was either scared or angry; Emily was neither and looked at the Collector that killed her Captain. "What do you want?" she asked
The Collector spoke in a menacing voice "Human, you will tell me where the Huragok is!"
Emily was confused. "What do you mean? The Huragok is missing?"
The Collector then grabbed Emily by the throat and lifted her up three feet from the ground "Do not play dumb, if you do not tell me where it is then I will kill each person before you."
Emily struggling for breath speaks. "I don't know where it is."
The Collector let go of Emily and silently ordered the other Collectors to bring her along with a simple nod of its head.
UNSC Hastings
Bridge
The Collector brought Emily to the bridge and directed her to the console. "The AI of this ship is blocking all of our attempts to access any information. Deactivate it."
Emily shakes her head. "I can't do it, I don't have the clearance."
The Collector did not like what she said and brought in a member of the crew to the bridge and killed that person before her eyes. "That will be your punishment for every hour you stall if you do not deactivate the AI." The Collector then left leaving the other two Collectors to watch over Emily.
Emily began working on the console to try and buy time for High COM to send help.
OSA Heavy Cruiser Dawn of Valhalla
En-Route to the Hastings' current location
Conference Room
In the Conference room, Anderson brought Agent Carolina and Noble Six around the holo table for debriefing of their assignment. The holo table brought an image of the system. "Okay you two listen up, we don't have much time. As you can see, the three Collector cruisers are surrounding the Hastings. Noble Six, you along with Carolina will take the Trident cloaked and head to where they are."
Noble Six nods his head. "Yes sir! I will also deploy the WASP mines on two Collector cruisers to cripple them when we retake the Hastings."
"And while he's doing that I will try to get the hangar bay doors open for him to land the Trident." said Carolina
Anderson noded his head. "Good! The 'Dawn of Valhalla' will drop out of slipspace on the edge of the system outside of their sensors' range, you'll have to go the rest of the way by the Trident."
Both Carolina and Noble Six nodded their heads.
Omega Nebula
Outside of
Arinlarkan System
The "Dawn of Valhalla" dropped out of slipspace outside of the Arinlarkan System and opened its hangar bay doors and out came the Trident. The Trident flew majestically threw space like the YSS-1000 Sabre. After a while the Trident activated its FTL drive and headed to where the Hastings' current position.
Arinlarkan System
F-61 Trident
The Trident dropped out of FTL and immediately cloaked before the Collectors could detect them, while Noble Six was checking the system for any problems. "FTL drive disengaged, the cloak is working. We are approaching the Hastings."
Carolina wasn't listening, but gave orders. "Get close to the Hastings' hangar bay, and I'll open it up."
Noble Six was only confused on how she was going to open it up. "How are you going to do that?"
She didn't respond immediately and just said. "Just do your job and I'll do mine."
"You know we're suppose to work as a team on this mission." replied Noble Six
Carolina shook her head. "I work alone, stay out of my way and I might finish this a lot sooner."
Noble Six became quiet after that and pulled up near the Hastings' hangar bay and opened the canopy to let Carolina out. Carolina activated her camouflage, got out of the Trident and activated her magnetically locked boots and was magnetically walking on the Hastings outer hall. Noble Six closed the Canopy and headed to the first Collector Cruiser.
UNSC Hastings
Engineering
After failed attempts at deactivating the AI on board the Hastings, Emily was put to work in getting the slipspace drive back online so the Collectors could take the ship back to their base to take it apart and study the technology. To the frustration of the Collectors, certain protocols regarding enemy forces boarding a ship were enacted as the AI put everything on lockdown including the slipspace drive.
Emily was having difficulty of bypassing the AI's control of the slipspace drive and navigational computers. As she was working on the console, the AI sent Emily a message that seemed more like instructions on what to do. At first, Emily was confused, but did as she was told and created a momentary brownout which unlocked every door on the ship, including the hangar bay.
Hastings
Hangar Doors
Carolina was walking slowly to the hangar doors to open them, as soon as she got there she placed her hand on the control panel and let her personal AI Sigma to unlock the hangar doors, but to her surprise the doors were already unlocked; all she had to do was open it. Carolina then pulled a lever which manually opened the doors, as she made her way inside and headed to the nearest door.
Space
F-61 Trident
Noble Six was heading to the hangar bay of the Hastings after he was done placing the WASP mines on the two Collector cruisers. After a few seconds, he parked the Trident inside the hangar bay while it was still cloaked, he got out and looked around, he was not happy that Carolina didn't wait for him and headed to the nearest console, He took out a cable, plugged it in the console, and let his AI Leliana do the work. He wanted to know where the crew was being kept, and learned that they were being held in the Cargo bay. With his destination clear, he decided to head there.
Engineering
The glowing Collector walked into engineering to learn of the progress Emily was making. "Engineer Donnell, how is the progress going?"
Emily looks at the Collector. "Slow, but I am making headway on the slipspace drive."
"I would hope you are not delaying for the OSA to send a rescue. Because we are prepared for when they arrive." As the Collector was heading to the door, Carolina de-cloaked and punched the Collector across the room, she then pulls out her plasma pistol and gunned down the other Collectors beside the door with precision before turning her attention back to the glowing Collector.
Carolina pulled out her plasma machete and activated it as she threatened the Collector's throat. "Why did you do this?"
The Collector didn't reply immediately and just stated. "We are Harbinger! We are your genetic destiny."
Carolina pulled her pistol to his head. "We aren't interested in destiny." she then pulled the trigger and the Collector disintegrated into ash which surprised Carolina. She then walked up to Emily. "Are you alright?"
Emily was a little shaken up but nodded her head. "Yes I am! Are you here to save us?"
Carolina nodded. "Yeah, that's one reason, we need to get this ship operational and get back to OSA space."
Emily shook her head. "We can't as long as the AI locks everything out."
Carolina walked up to one of the consoles and placed her hand on it, as Sigma began transmitting the clearance codes necessary for the AI to relinquish control back to the crew.
Carolina then looked at Emily. "All that's left is to find the crew." But before Emily could respond Noble Six walked in.
Noble Six walked in and replied. "I already saved the crew and eliminated any Collectors I came across. Don't know how many more are on the ship."
Carolina had to be impressed, she walked over to Noble Six. "Good work, now come on lets head to the bridge."
UNSC Hastings
Bridge
As Noble Six and Carolina appeared on the bridge the crew went straight to work with getting the ship operational, but alarms started to go off all around the ship. A sensors officer reported to the two Spartans. "The Collector ships are powering their weapons!"
Noble Six then pulled out a detonator and looked at Carolina. "Fire in the hole!"
Space
As the three Collector cruisers began powering their weapons, two cruisers on each side of the middle were flanked by WASP mines Noble Six planted on them exploded causing enough damage to shut down their main weapon, but this also gave the signal to the "Dawn of Valhalla" allowing Anderson to bring the Heavy Cruiser in the system to open fire on the three Collector ships.
A slipspace portal opened up near the Hastings and out came the "Dawn of Valhalla", Anderson didn't hesitate and ordered the AI to open fire on the two damaged cruisers with the modified MAC gun. The "Dawn of Valhalla" opened fired with the MAC, Lancer missile pods, and Ares-class nukes, and totally annihilating two of them, but the third cruiser opened fired and caused serious damage to the "Dawn of Valhalla". Anderson was preparing to open fire again and finish the battle, but out of nowhere three dreadnoughts would no markings on the ship opened fired on the "Dawn of Valhalla" with everything they had giving the Collectors enough time to jump out of the system along with the two dreadnoughts without markings, the third dreadnought was destroyed from plasma fire.
En-route to Asgard station
UNSC Hastings
Bridge
On board the bridge of the Hastings, Noble Six and Carolina were overseeing the repairs to the ship as it traveled back to Asgard station in slipspace.
Emily then walked onto the bridge. "I got long-range communications back online and sent a message to Asgard station telling them that we'll be coming home soon."
Carolina then looked at Emily and walked up to her. "Did you also tell them that we have officialy declared war on the Collectors?"
Emily nodded her. "I did."
As the Hastings traveled through slipspace, the crew was unsure of what the future might hold in the months to come. What they were certain of however was that blood was on the hands of the Collectors, and so it was only fitting that they get their pound of flesh…all one hundred pounds from the Collectors for each human life lost this day!
6 hours later
Asgard Station
Cameras were rolling, and the people gathered here today were from all important walks of life; politicians, paparazzi, military men and women, and even news casters. At this moment, an important announcement was going to be made that would be televised to all corners of OSA space; an announcement that would make history. Hackett stood at the podium as he brought up the intercom, testing the sound. "All personnel on Asgard Station, please rise for the President of the UEG."
With that said, President Hwang walked up the stage and took to the podium gracefully. "People of the UEG, today shall be a day that will forever be remembered and ingrained in the history of OSA space. About six hours ago, the 'Hastings' came under surprise attack from a race we call the Collectors in an attempt to gather more technologies from us so that they can slaughter more of our people for the gain of their masters, the Reapers. We will not stand for this affront, and neither will we allow this despicable act of cowardice to go unpunished! As of now, I am declaring martial law in all of UEG space—anybody attempting to aid the Collectors, and by extension the Reapers, will be convicted of treason and sentenced the death penalty without trial. I am declaring war on the Collectors, and I expect everyone to do their part in the coming months of this war. We will not rest until our trophy rooms are lined with Collector heads, and our people safe from such monstrosities!"
At the end of the speech, the paparazzi and news casters went wild. Many were asking questions that had become unintelligible with so many people speaking. The politicians were worried about the backlash of the president's speech, but the people in the military on the other hand stood up and cheered…they had declared war on the race that served the Reapers willingly, and now they would be getting their revenge on the Collectors for their kidnappings and slaughter of civilians!
Three Days later
1000 Light years away
On a small moon with a habitable atmosphere was a mercenary base that was secretly preparing to attack an independent colony in the Terminus systems. But was under attack from a group of Humans. This group of Humans were slaughtering the Mercenaries and leaving no trace of their actions, but unknown to anyone was a woman with her protégé, on a ledge looking at the battle.
"Serin, what can you tell me about this group?" asked Margaret Orlenda Parangosky
Serin Osman pulled out a data pad and looked over the information they had on this group of Humans. She was a washed out Spartan-II candidate who was working for Parangosky. "This group is made up of the offspring of the failed Orion project."
Margaret remembers reading about the Orion project and how it was a complete failure. "What can you tell me about their off spring, what are they capable of?"
Serin checks on the data pad and read the following: "Higher-than-average intelligence; immunity to most illnesses; decreased amount of time required for sleep; superior muscle density; heightened sense of balance; accelerated cellular regeneration; faster-than-normal reflexes; increased strength, speed, and lung capacity; enhanced hearing and vision; inability to become intoxicated through alcohol, though they can get high through an unspecified illegal recreational drug, as well as by painkillers."
Margaret was impressed, but although they were far more capable than an average human being, but they were not on the same level as a fully fledged Spartan. They were perfect for Project Knight along with other candidates in the N7 program who showed the necessary skills needed. "Let us go introduce ourselves."
Serin nodded her head and looked back at the battalion of ODST's and a Spartan team on standby in case things went south.
Outside the Mercenary base
The Spartan 1.1's were cleaning up the mess of their last attack as they planted explosives all around the base to ensure no loose ends were left behind. When they were done, Kevin Morales, the leader of this vigilante group, was going over their next target until they heard clapping hands in the distance. All seven of them pulled out their pistols and pointed them at a Human woman along with another standing by her side. Kevin walked up to the pair still pointing his pistol at them. "Who are you?" he asked.
Margaret stopped about twenty feet away from them. "I'm a friend."
"So was Judas! Now what do you want?" asked Nasir Abdifitah, still suspicious of the woman.
"My name is Margaret Paragonsky, and you lot have made quite a reputation for yourselves. I set up this test so I could see with my own eyes if you were men or myth. And clearly, you're both."
Kevin realizing something important. "So you were the one who sent the tip about this mercenary base."
Margaret had a grin on her face "Indeed I did."
The others looked at each other for one bit and back at the woman. Kevin kept his pistol trained on the woman, but his voice had softened if only slightly. "Well, I'm glad we could clear it up for you... Ms. Parangosky."
"I'd like to talk about a job opportunity."
"Thanks, but were really not looking for work right now," replied Kevin, "we like to fly solo."
Margaret grinned, knowing just what buttons to push. "Believe me when I say this vigilante stuff won't get you far with what I have planning."
"Who do you work for?" asked Frannie.
Margaret sarcastically laughed. "I work for no one…at least not anymore. But I am with a group called Section Zero."
"Never heard of them." said Darin
"We're a secretive group who watch out for other organizations under our jurisdiction that might go too far, but we need our own strike team to help us in enforcing our rules and laws."
The group then laughed at what Margaret said. This time, it was Guy that spoke. "Lady, what makes you think we'll follow any rules ourselves?"
Margaret smiled. "Because I know you want to do more than this for the rest of your lives. What you're doing may help in small places, but where I am from we make a big difference. You can't save the world; all you'll end up with is a Messiah complex and a lot of enemies."
The Group looked at each other for a moment and put their pistols away, Kevin walked up to her. "So what now, are we friends?"
Margaret chuckles. "Friendship's a fairy tale, Kevin. Respect and fear are the best you can hope for."
"Why should we follow you and not someone else?" asked Kevin.
"I believe that we're put on this Earth for a reason, Kevin. Our task in life is to find out what that reason is. Sometimes, we can't do that alone. I am your best chance to make a big difference in this messed up Galaxy especially now more than ever, if you haven't heard now you will later: we are at war."
The Group knew all too well about it. The President, and by extension the OSA, had declared war with a race called the Collectors, and here they were dealing with a small time mercenary group when they should be out there making a difference. Kevin looked back at his group—when he saw no objections, he nodded. "Were in, when do we get started?"
Margaret smiled in a triumph. "Right now." Out of nowhere, a pelican de-cloaked and landed right beside the two groups. Kevin Morales and his team walked into the pelican along with Margaret and Serin. The Pelican then left the moon, but not before Benji Wong detonated the explosives and destroyed the base. The pelican then landed in a Titan-Class Dreadnought and went into slipspace to Section Zero's secret base.
Unknown Location
Cerberus HQ
Chronos Station
Onboard Chronos Station was the Illusive Man sitting in his chair, smoking a cigarette and drinking his whiskey as he looked over reports his agents sent him on a daily basis. After a while, a man in a lab coat walked up to the Illusive Man with a celebratory look on his face. "Sir, Project Templar is a success! We can now upgrade the Spartan augmentations with enhancements that will further enhance strength, speed, and even reaction time—it will also grant said Spartans access to biotics. For now, it will be issued to all Spartans in Cerberus; and given time, it can also be given to all active Spartans—even him."
The Illusive Man was pleased with Project Templar: he believed it was foolish to allow the UNSC to hand over the augmentation procedures to aliens even if they were allies. He never did like aliens one bit and believed Humanity should be the one to dominate all other species. "Good, this will give our own Spartans an edge over Project Crusader. I want all this information you have on Project Templar and your best doctors who can perform this project on two subjects and send them to the Teltin Facility and to the Lazarus Cell."
The man in the lab coat was confused about one thing. "Sir I understand why we're sending this information to the Teltin Facility, but Project Lazarus is already attempting their own project. Adding this one could have unforeseen consequences."
The Illusive puffs out smoke and took a sip of whiskey before responding. "Our test subject in Project Lazarus is the only one and with the information we obtained in the Forerunner Facility will help make it a complete success, so you have your orders get to it."
The Man left the room to prepare, while the Illusive Man sat in his chair with a grin on his face of the success of keeping Humanity above all other species.
So there you have it the OSA has declared war on the Collectors. Now I know some of you think the Collectors are not a threat, but like I have said before things are different now and the main weapon on board the Collector Cruiser that they used in ME2 has been upgraded too hurt OSA ships. Just the ones that are not upgraded like the Titan-class ships.
Codex- Project Knight
Project Knight- Project Knight is too be Section Zero's wet work black ops agents that handle any problems that appear before them. These soldiers are the go-anywhere, fight-anything special forces of Section Zero that were trained at a secret Section Zero facility. They had to survive combat situations "in an admirable and effective fashion" to receive the N7 rank.
The Ranks are: N7 Fury; N7 Destroyer; N7 Demolisher; N7 Paladin; N7 Shadow; N7 Slayer.
The Soldiers then are augemented not into Spartans, but to recieve cybernetic implants to help in the process in reaching any of the above ranks.
Codex-Project Templar
PRoject Templar- Is a secret Cerberus project to furthur enhance the Spartan augmentations to increase: strength, speed, and even reaction time. It will be issued to all Spartans in Cerberus before handing over the project to give this new procedure to N7 operatives in the N7 academy along with the other Spartans in the UNSC. Also, if you didn't have biotics before, this augmentation will give them to you permanently.
Codex- Modified MAC
Modified MAC- The Modified MAC was created after the battle of Sovereign. The UNSCDF Council wanted a new version of the MAC Cannon. One thats fires a much faster rate then the previous ones before. The Modified MAC uses a Magnetic field recyclers coupled with booster capacitors allowed the cannon to be fired three times per full charge, unlike traditional shipborne MAC systems, which could only fire once per charge and had the annoyance of taking 2 mins to charge, this new type of MAC only takes 5-10 seconds to charge. So far the only prototype was on the Heavy Cruiser Dawn of Valhalla, but the UNSC hopes to apply this MAC on all UNSC ships before the Arrival of the Reapers.