Chapter 3:
"So, here they are at last." Blay'de smiled grimly, "How predictable." Blay'de turned around to face the cobbled together armada of any carrier fit to carry. All were stuffed to overflowing with Forerunner technology. Blay'de walked to one of the only supercarriers in the fleet. He quickly made his way to the bridge of the enormous craft.
"All crafts prepare to launch." He said into a comlink.
Blay'de sat back into his commanders chair and watched as the fleet flowed out of the bay and into space.
"Whoa!" called Tim over the comlink, "What's going on? All the Covenant ships are leaving the Installation! Do you think they know we're coming?"
Darkwolf frowned, "We don't know, but brace for impact!"
The Covenant ships flew right past, ingnoring the tiny strike force. The Nobles watched warily as they were engulfed by the constant stream of Covenant ships. Then, suddenly, all the Covenant ships were gone, dissapearing through a slipspace portal.
"Well," said Jewel, "what the crap was that?"
The Nobles sat in stunned silence for a while. Then the Colonel buzzed in on the comlink.
"What's going on over there? Your supposed to be protecting the missles!"
The Nobles jerked into action. They had ignored the missles, which were now closing in on the final stretch to the Installation. Suddenly plasma flashed around the missles! There were some Covenant ships left, trying to protect their precious Installation.
"All Nobles!" called Darkwolf, "Keep those ships distracted!"
The three Star Sabers streaked towards their charges, desparatly trying to reach them before they were destroyed. Darkwolf quickly fired the Sabers lasers at the nearest Seraph, distracting it from throwing a plasma charge at one of the missles. The other Covenant pilots quickly reacted, firing upon the new targets. Laser fire flashed through space, throwing the once serene picture of Installation 04 into chaos. Darkwolf quickly dispatched his target with a cloud of missles, then turned to deal with more. He shot a Banshee down with lasers that was trying to shoot Holmes and Mage.
"Thanks!" quipped Mage before their Star Saber turned to do battle with a Phantom.
Darkwolf turned the Star Saber to come face to face with a Banshee's plasma missles! With a shout, he turned the Saber downwards, only to have the missles follow.
"Jewel!" he said, "We got any chaff?"
"Yup," came his partners reply.
"Then use it!" yelled Darkwolf, "Before we're blown sky high!'
Jewel pressed a button, releasing a cloud of metal peices. The plasma missles hit the flying chunks of metal and exploded in a burst of energy.
"Good job, soldier!" yelled Darkwolf, then said, "Ack!" as they collided with a floating peice of Phantom hull.
The cockpit of the Star Saber was blown into a million peices, and Jewel knocked unconcious by the large peice of purple metal.
"JEWEL!" yelled Darkwolf, as his co-pilot was sucked out into space.