Chronicles of Halo (After the War) : Part 1 Uprising of a God

by gabriel.soderholm.16

My first story of a linear Halo progression : involving a ONI controlled squad of Spartan IV's (Michael, Gabriel, Raphael, Lucifer and Ureal), their involvement with an ancient destroyed forerunner ship slowly opens the battles between man and Covenant...also a new threat arises - The Harbinger - Four other books are uploaded so hurry to catch up; but dont forget to Review!

23. Chapter 23

"Kilo…14!? Respond!"
A sharp voice awoke the Spartan IV, he opened his eyes to realise the situation he had found himself in. He roughly pushed two clashes of metal and rocks of his armoured chest piece until he was free to stand up and look around himself. His Mjonlir armour had almost had been stripped completely of the green over-coating and much of his armour edges.
Michael dropped to the floor again, his left leg was refusing to operate completely to his commands or will. He needed to find Gabriel and get them both out of their alive and safe, everything else was secondary. The Spartan IV looked back towards the pelican crash, checking for any living human beings; luckily he couldn't spot Gabriel among the rubble.
The grey coated Spartan looked around himself and realised he was completely unarmed as well as underpowered due to his mis-functional energy shields. Suddenly a purple phantom swopped overhead, its flashlight searching for any survivors that may have struggled out of the wreckage.
Michael hid himself back under the rubble as the vehicle passed overhead and continued flying to the more forestational north.
He waited for the vehicle to leave and then continued to search for his team-mate in something close to fearful anticipation.
"Rookie?" A voice called from behind.

Overhead the phantom continued up to the destroyed UNSC frigate remains that had embedded themselves into the overgrowth of the forests, letting the fire escape into the trees and slowly destroy the natural composition of the habitat. Mort'ang watched over the burning vegetation with a vigorous snarl on his face, a Needle rifle grasped in his taloned armoured hands.
His phantom slowly observed the transaction of the Forerunner Shuttle site, which was currently surrounded by covenant shuttles and machinery. The covenant Supreme Carrier was positioned directly over the forerunner site, letting phantoms and banshee's fly down to the planet's surface and unload Covenant soldiers and heavy weaponry on the black soil and around the overgrowth'd forest.
The golden zealot looked back at the pelican, remembering his truce with the humans as some form of mistake in his life.
And he would never make that mistake again.

Meanwhile
Gabriel watched over his team-mate slowly, noticing the other Spartan had been completely wrecked up by the pelican crash. They were both unarmed and vulnerable, leaving them unsure whether to hole up or to keep moving.
"That Phantom will be back, we gotta move Michael" He spoke slowly, noticing that his voice com's didn't work at all; forcing him to speak loudly to get his voice through his helmet.
The other Spartan IV nodded once, grabbing a large rock from the floor and hefting it in a throwing position, "We could get to the Crashed Frigate and find an operational vehicle or communications? We need to get the hell of this planet."
They moved forward slowly, watching their HUD's for anything that moved; as their radar simulations didn't operate anymore. Gabriel crossed his fists together in anticipation as they walked up to the crashed vehicle.
"You honestly think a destroyed frigate will have anything operational inside?" the Blue Spartan spoke out-loud, confused with the turn of events.

Both of the Spartan IV's looked over their own ruptured pelican and looked back down to the wreckage slowly.
"I guess if we survived the pelican crash, others could be inside the Wary Warden right now; even Raphael." Michael replied optimistically, gripping his heavy rock with a tighter fist.
The blue sniper glanced at him with something close to a smile on his face, before turning back and realising the destroyed shuttle that was their objective; had been swopped down and surrounded by Covenant Storm phantoms.
"We're gonna have to get past those guys first, you ready for another firefight Spartan?" Gabriel spoke quickly, nervous over all future actions with the covenant; the lack of his Energy Shields being operational may led to his easy death.
Michael stopped for a second, nervous as well.
In a situation as dire as this, they didn't know what to do.