Loki's Fall
Chapter 2: New Allies, Part 2: Dealing with the Covenant
BSG-75 jumped in quickly, and set up positions across the planet to intercept anything that came close to the planet.
At least the UNSC wasn't stopping them from using Mobile Suits and Cobras to cover Reach from anything and everything.
Anderson wasn't pleased at all, but a Doctor Halsey said that she contacted the CNC of all UNSC forces and overruled Anderson.
It was clear that the Colonials weren't from their universe-humanity barely had energy weapons, their FTL drives were slow as all hell, and titanium-A was a major metal alloy and not easily created-so they had no reason to command them.
"When the Covenant arrive, Colonel, all of your fancy ships and 'Mobile Suits' won't do shit! It'll be up to my Marines to stop them Covie bastards!"
"Staff Sergeant Johnson, shut up. We're leaving dozens of Knightmare teams on Reach to keep Covenant infantry in check. If they get the chance to land; we are hitting them with enough firepower to rip an entire UNSC fleet apart, and that's just the CWIS that'll be hitting the landing craft."
"Really? I'd like to see that."
The Colonel sighed.
"Launch an unmanned drone, no IFF."
"Our CIWS'll rip it apart!"
"That's the point."
"Launching drone, sir."
The titanium-A drone launched from the Ra-Cailum, and, like the XO said, one of their 90mm MV98Z Igelstellung turrets ripped the drone apart. ONE turret.
"Looks like you're out of a job, Sergeant."
Battlestar Pegasus
Although she was the first ship of her class, Pegasus would always be second to Galactica. Think of it like Titanic Syndrome...as in RMS Titanic.
Still, she served in BSG-75, just like Galactica, although Pegasus was delayed by construction problems and weapons malfunctions, making her the second ship of her class to be launched.
Commander Roy Andrews, a veteran of the Colonial Civil War, and the last ZAFT officer to transfer over to the Fleet after the dissolution of the PLANT Ruling Council, and ZAFT proper, and one of the few MS pilots to survive the final battle of Char.
"Commander, DRADIS contacts!"
The old Coordinator sighed.
"Action Stations. Set Condition One through the Fleet."
"Already done, sir! Admiral Pinkerton has retaken command of BSG-75, and is launching all Mobile Suit teams to intercept contacts!" "This is UNSC Pillar Of Autumn. Those contacts are Covenant!" "Reprogram our database to register those ships as Covenant, Lieutenant."
The Pegasus turned her huge 2500mm Gottfried-type cannons on one of the Covenant supercarriers, ripping the ship in two.
This was what Pegasus-Class Battlestars were built do do: blow the shit out of any-and-everything.
Outside
The Sangheili pilot was amazed by the human's new war machines.
Shaped like them, but armed with weapons-dare he say it-superior to the Covenant's.
"Shipmaster, those large human ships are destroying all of our ships!"
Another volley hit the fleet, crippling or destroying dozens of ships.
"Find their flagship! I will take the fight to them!"
"That is unwise, Shipmaster! Their weapons will cut us down before we get in range!"
The pilot's Seraph was hit twice by a Hizack's GN beam rifle, destroying it.
Unicorn Squadron Hizack 451 - Callsign "Hammerblow"
The Hizack's GN Tau drive was quickly being drained firing on the Seraphs and Banshees, but the electricity was being recharged by the Minovsky reactor in the Hizack's chest.
"This is Hammerblow! Enemy carrier ship inbound to Galactica!"
"Copy that. Banagher, fire on the damned thing!"
The namesake for the squadron, the Unicorn Gundam, fired its' beam magnum at the Covenant ship. The Sinanju followed up with sniping shots.
Still, the ship got past, ramming into the Battlestar. "Frak!"
Battlestar Galactica
The hull was just fine; no damage, but now they had a problem.
The Covenant were boarding the ship.
While every Pegasus-Class Battlestar had at least 1000 Marines, the ships had never been boarded. The Marines were not ready.
"Marine fireteams, prepare to engage boarders!"
"Looks like I'm getting into the fight after all!"
Johnson tried to pick up a spare GN C-14 Impaler, the standard issue weapons for the Colonial Marine Corps, but soon found that it weighed a fucking ton.
"Sonja, get him in a CMC-300 before he breaks his back."
"Yes, Colonel."
"I'll be joining the fight."
He pulled out his GN G36K, cocked it, and walked out of the CIC.
He subconsciously activated his Protoss shielding, and cloaked.
Deck 59, subsection A58: Battlestar Galactica
The Marines were doing what their forebears on the original Galactica did almost 35 years earlier did: kick the shit out of the morons boarding their ship.
8mm bullets and GN rounds were killing Grunts, Jackals and even Brutes long before even one Marine was wounded.
There was a good reason.
Almost 80% of the attackers were cut in someway, and bullets didn't do that.
Then a shimmer appeared, and out of it came Colonel Pinkerton.
"What, spoil the party?"
"No, we're thankful for the help, sir."
"Good. Where are the rest of the assholes?" "This is the only airlock they could hook into, sir."
"Get the rest of the Marines, Lieutenant. We're capturing that ship."
"Goddamn, and I thought I was getting out of this chickenshit outfit."
Covenant supercarrier Ring of the Gods
Rtas 'Vadumee had to say it now: these humans were not from this plain of existance.
Their men were heavily armed, and impossible to kill.
No matter what they tried, they just. Didn't. Die!
Then there was their leader, this 'Colonel Pinkerton'.
Plasma rounds, energy sword strikes, plasma grenades: nothing was killing him!
He was like one of the human demons, but at least those demons had armor!
All he wore was a uniform.
Perhaps he was one of the gods?
Well, if he was, then they were going to pay for it.
An explosion brought him back to the fight.
It was the Colonel, carrying nothing more then a rifle.
"Sorry, boys, but you did ram into my ship."
One of the Major Domos rushed the Colonel, but all he did was snap his fingers and he was pushed back into a wall.
"By the gods! Could he be-"
"That is not possible! He is human!"
The human chuckled.
"No, I'm not human. I'm a bit beyond humanity in general."
Some of the Elites bowed before him, thinking he was one of the Gods.
"Do not bow before this human! The last of our Forerunners left long ago!"
Then a human woman ran in.
"Dad!"
One of the Elites tried to stop her by killing him, but the Major's chest caved in, killing him.
And it wasn't the Colonel who did it.
It was the girl.
"The Forerunners have returned!"
Rtas couldn't argue with that.
Battlestar Pegasus, temporary flagship of BSG-75: 5 hours later
"They think you're gods?"
Ron shrugged.
"Apparently these 'Forerunners' had psionic abilities, just like me and Maria. And they were known for building machines that less intelligent life would consider devices of the gods or magic. I think we aren't the first to create trans-universal FTL drives."
"How do you mean?"
"I barely remember the Colonial Civil War, Lee. The nanites you can blame for that. But I remember the Xel'Naga ship. There was a drive onboard."
The 51 year-old Adama sighed. "So?"
"Lee, that ship had a trans-universal drive onboard. They're the Forerunners. And they're the Gods."
The Vice Admiral stood up in shock.
"What?"
"That's the only explaination! I didn't invent the drive; I recreated it!"
"But why would they recreate humanity in 3 different universes?" "A question I'd like answered."
Battlestar Japan
Rtas and the surviving Elites were ashamed of themselves.
After all, they were fighting against the newest and youngest generation of gods!
They were weak because they were young, nothing more.
The Colonel and his daughter must have arrived to end the fighting and teach the humans, the new gods, their duties.
The door to the brig opened.
"Do you know whop I am?"
"You are the Colonel."
"Well, my name is Ronald Pinkerton. My rank is Colonel."
"You are of the gods. I beg your forgiveness." "And your name?"
"You are a god; should you not know it?"
"Perhaps I have spent much time around humans and prefer to get to know you on their terms."
That made sense.
"I am Rtas 'Vadumee, my lord, Supreme Commander of Special Operations of the Covenant."
"Well, I command the Battlestar Galactica, the ship you crashed into. It's more humble then my other jobs; I like it. And I have wandered the stars for many years, so I don't know what happened to my brethren."
"They were trying to stop them."
"I've been gone a long time, Rtas. Who is them?"
"The Flood."
"I see. They're gone now."
"They went upon the Great Journey, Colonel. They became gods."
"They must've followed my path, then. And how did they start this Journey?"
"With the Sacred Ring. With Halo."
"Where is Halo?"
Surface of Reach: 2 days later
"The Ring of the Gods is a Covenant ship, Colonel! And I want it!"
"Colonial technology is a lot better then your own or the Covenant's."
Then the sounds of tanks firing and Knightmares giving it back caught both the ONI asshole and his Colonial counterpart's attention.
"That is anything but good."
The battle
Two Glasgow IIs dodged fire from an M808B Scorpion.
This was followed by a trio of Hornets attacking the KMFs. One was destroyed, and the other fired back with the beam pistol. The Hornets blew up thanks to a CDF-05 Caprica Flag, which fired two rounds at each Hornet. The Colonials were the ones under attack, and all because the Marines didn't get to kill anything. "Stand down!"
The Marines and Colonials looked at the Colonel.
He wasn't happy; the blue flare around him was a sign of that.
Psionic energy was nothing to piss about.
The tank fired a shell at Ron, but he stopped it with his mind, then shot it upward.
This was bad.
The Colonel rarely used his psionic powers.
"Oh, shit."
One hour later
"He blew up a tank?" "An M808B MTB. It wasn't easy."
"What did he do?" "Blew it up with his mind."
"He wasn't panting because it took a lot out of him; he was panting because he was pissed."
Maria downed a glass of Pinkerton ambrosia.
"We're going to Halo tomorrow, and Galactica's coming."
Fear me, for I am God!
Just kidding, but in a sense, authors are the gods of their stories.
The Xel'Naga/Forerunner thing was a long time coming for me, as there were so many ways to spin it.
Well, I'm finishing off some of my stories within the year, and hopefully, Loki's Fall will be one of them.
And before I forgot, I am NEVER chapter spamming again. Reposting the THAB Trilogy sucked.
Next Time on Loki's Fall: Ron and Maria pay a visit to Halo, and Kira pays a visit to Lord Hood.
Ja Ne!