Hello readers. The following chapter is part two of Chapter Nine. When going back and reconstructing it, I ended up with a 16,000 word chapter. I draw the limit at 12,000 so I split this up accordingly. I thank you for your patience. I haven't been writing new material because I've been trying to appease the Plagiarism Police. I thank them for being so devoted to their work. I'm sincerely regretful that this story has inadvertently taken many parallels to another work. More on that below.
There's little change in this chapter compared to others. That being said, for the sake of keeping things straight, it's probably a good idea to read it.
Chapter 10:
Galactic Senate Building, Senatorial District, Galactic City
Coruscant, Coruscant System
Andromeda Galaxy,
11:43:06 Hours UNSC STANDARD MILITARY TIME/CALENDAR, December 5th 2559
Spartan William Gunther:
"UNSC Harbinger to all ground forces, be advised we've lost contact with the Supercarrier. We attempted to contact them to alter their course but they haven't responded. We're currently tracking a Corvette, several Phantoms, and multiple escape pods. Can anyone confirm?" the battle-net crackled.
William's head shot up.
"I'm tracking the objects right now. There's a heavy concentration of ships heading in our direction." Sarah informed him.
William watched as Lord Hood and several other dignitaries stiffened slightly.
"We got trouble." he announced to Chelsea who stiffened and looked wary as well.
"CSS Battlecruiser Humbling Faith reads the same. Corvette is not responding to hails." his helmet picked up.
"****! They just fired on a Venator class cruiser, ship is going down right now! Alert the Republic and Brass right now! They're about to have company!
Within seconds other voices chimed in and William immediately switched frequencies.
"Spartans, secure the Brass! We're about to have company!"
"Escape pod and Phantom vectors just changed. The Republic's moving to engage the Corvette. Venator looks to be hitting part of the power grid. Lights are going to go dark." Sarah warned him.
The Senate erupted into applause and cheering again as the Chancellor said something about restoring peace with a newly formed alliance with the Allied Species. William saw Two Clone troopers enter, jump into a pod and start moving towards the Chancellor's podium.
Suddenly the power dimmed plunging the Arena almost into darkness. Screams and shouts erupted at the suddenness of the action.
"Everyone remain calm!" The Chancellor somehow managed to yell over the din as Senate Commandos burst in to see what happened. The Clones scrambled onto his pod and dragged the Chancellor with them.
The Jedi assembled below on the floor ignited their lightsabers and sprung to assist as an alarm blared and emergency lighting flared to light.
Suddenly the ceiling cracked and a pod burst through tearing through where the Chancellor was moments before.
"This is Three Charlie Alpha! It's the Storm! They're deploying en masse in the Senatorial District! We need back-GAH!" a Marine cried out and fell silent. Suddenly an explosion tore through the roof on an unoccupied side of the Senate Arena. A Type 54 Mass Deployment Carapace punched through the roof and settle down. a dozen Elites and the rest grunts burst out and started firing at the Senate Commandos who returned fire instantly.
"Spartans! Change of plans! Clear the area of Storm and let's evacuate the Senate! The rest of you! Escort the Senators!" yelled Palmer at the ODST's and Ranger's in a separate pod. She ran unholstering two M6 Magnums and firing them in tandem taking down a duo of grunts.
The non-Spartans ran towards the exit to a redoubt underneath that had lit up in red light. The laid down protective fire while the Senate was evacuated.
"Majestic! Move up and take out those squids! Castle with me!" yelled Palmer over an explosion as their pod settled back down at the base. They quickly disembarked and ran up the other end of a long ramp were they took down a couple of Elite's that roared at them. Will fired a burst catching an unshielded Elite in the face before having it fall to the ground motionless.
Majestic ran to the left and jumped off a balcony. They opened fire on the pod that had crashed in through the roof first. William guessed the occupants were dead now.
The Storm began returning fire having caught their bearings. One Sangheili opened up with a portable plasma cannon he was wielding forcing Palmer, Chelsea, and Will to duck to avoid the storm of heated energy streaming past them.
Will unhooked a grenade and then chucked it at the approximate location. A clap of thunder met his ears and rolled out of cover firing on full automatic catching it with its shields down. He turned its attention and Will rolled out of the way firing at a grunt toting a Fuel Rod Cannon. It collapsed twitching as a stream of depleted uranium caught its head.
"Majestic, we need some fire on this Split-Chin!" yelled Palmer. A second later a crack from Madsen's SRS99-S5 silenced the noise of battle for a moment.
The plasma fire instantly stopped and all three Spartans rolled out and began firing on the remainder of the troops now just grunts.
They were quickly stopped and the Senate Arena fell empty of fire. Out of the corner of his eye William saw Ripa run with his entourage out the door.
"We've got it here." said one of the Senate Commandos turning to them.
"Right, Spartans we're heading outside to assist." said Palmer.
The group ran forward out onto the Senate plaza which had now become a firefight zone.
They all ducked as a plasma ball from a wraith raced over the top of their head.
"Sarah, how many units are on the ground?" William asked.
"Unknown. It wasn't too many though. At most I'd estimate about 500. Why?"
William ducked as a trio of rockets soared over his head towards the wraith. The tank was obliterated within seconds.
"If they wanted to do some damage, they would have brought more numbers."
"All personal be advised Senate defenses are online." A Clone broke in on the Battle-Net.
They revealed themselves in the form of AAA turrets that exacted vengeance on three Phantoms trying to land on the plaza.
The turrets turned skywards and went to work and turned their attention to a Corvette that was limping through the air trailing smoke and fire weaving into traffic lanes.
Another Phantom came spiraling downwards wielding a large cage. The Phantom was hit by fire from the anti-air defenses and the cage broke free and plummeted towards the ground. The Phantom, free of its weight, flipped over on and one side and pancaked into the side of the Senate building with an enormous explosion. William motioned Chelsea and they moved towards the cage that Phantom had carried. Suddenly, part of it exploded outwards and William took several steps backwards. He could see that whatever was in that cage was making a huge silhouette in the dust cloud. A strong gust of wind picked up blowing it away revealing the occupant.
Will wasn't sure of what to make of it.
He had never seen an alien like this before. It was an extremely Frankinsteinian creature. The closest comparison he could use reminded him of the trolls from an old movie he watched a while ago. Something about golden rings. This...troll then possessed a tortoise like shell of armor that covered it. It stood 15ft tall and on its large head possessed a single large eye covered by a protective visor. Its large and extremely gangly arms possessed two massive razor-like claws on each appendage.
"What the?!" yelled a Marine before the alien gave an enormous roar and swatted it aside with like a rag-doll. The Marine's neck broke instantly and it flew some twenty feet away from the alien.
"What is that thing?" screamed Chelsea losing some of her nerve.
"Sharquoi! It's a Sharquoi!" roared Ripa who had just appeared beside him wielding a Carbine. Within moments he had emptied the entire magazine and hastily inserted another one.
The Sharqoui took another step and hurled the ruins of the wraith tank at a Republic Gunship that was providing air support.
The Gunship reared back but it clipped the wing and spiraled to the ground in a ball of flame.
"I got it!" yelled Madsen coming up from behind. He crouched and fired four times with his Sniper. The high velocity rounds had no effect other than bouncing off the armored shell and angering it.
It gave a roar and charged towards the Spartans.
"****!" yelled Madsen as Majestic broke to find cover. Ripa ignited an energy sword and swiped savagely as it passed. The blade had a marginal effect only leaving a white hot gash that made the enormous beast really angry.
It swiped at Ripa who rolled out of the way. The Sharquoi staggered having momentum lost but carried its swipe to crash into Will who had just reloaded after emptying a magazine into its exposed body.
The breath was knocked out of Will and his shields miraculously held but dropping almost instantly down to zero. Lights exploded in his eyes and he flew through the air and towards a squad of Storm advancing on a group of Clones. He pulled out his knife as he fell and used his body as a weapon slamming into the squad with lethal effect. It pulverized a grunt and he came up from to roll with a knife that stabbed into the Storm Elite. It clutched its wound and howled as Will decapitated it with a swing.
The rest of the squad stunned by this method of attacking broke ranks to be cut down by blasterfire.
"Thanks for the assist Spartan!" one of the Clones hollered.
Will looked around for the Sharqoui. It was still running around, and still very angry.
Madsen again emptied a full clip, this time into the arms of the beast which made it shudder for a moment before roaring and charging at him again. It's fist slammed against the Senate building and part of it caved in.
"This is Spartan Palmer to any available UNSC ship. We have a target elimination priority Alpha-X ray-Charlie! We need an ordinance strike ASAP. The Senate is in danger!" Palmer yelled appearing out of nowhere wielding a DMR.
"Roger Spartan Palmer. Infinity needs it painted. Do so and support granted." Said the voice of a Spartan IV handler aboard the Infinity.
"I got it!" Palmer said pulling out of a side pouch a hand held laser designator.
"Mark it Spartan!"
"It's coming right for us!" a Marine panicked.
They looked up to see the Sharquoi barelling towards him and Will barely had time to duck out of the way.
A pair of Hunter's joined the scene and opened fire on the Sharquoi with their assault cannons. It staggered for a moment before it turned towards the Hunter and threw a punch. The Hunter gave an anguished cry as the Sharquoi's claws literally ripped in half. The other half was pulverized into orange mist and crumpled armor. The other one gave a roar and tried bashing it with its shield. The Sharquoi lashed out with its arm and the Hunter went flying the opposite direction out of sight.
"Did you see that?!" A Clone next to William gaped.
"Heads up Phantom!" William yelled pushing the Clone out of harm's way.
Another one standing next to him whipped a missile launcher off it's back and, with a thump, launched its munitions towards it. It hit the rear and succeeded in blowing the rear off completely. The Phantom fell towards the ground and crushed a lance of Storm led infantry before they had to jump away because of the Sharquoi that suddenly charged and crossed the gap within a second.
Behind him an Sangheili wielding a Fuel Rod cannon fired twice and then was crushed by the massive claw like appendages. The Sharquoi lunged forward, this time towards the clones and they barely scattered out of the way. Even so, four of them died within seconds from the monster. It made another charge at Palmer who accidentally dropped the targeting device in her haste to get to safety. William scooped it up and tried shooting for its eye. His attempts produced no result. Whatever that thing had covering it's eye was doing a terribly good job.
"Heads up reinforcements!" yelled Hoya who was focusing on the Storm infantry fleeing for cover.
Overhead a duo of Pelicans screamed overhead. One of them held back to provide fire support. The Sharquoi reappeared and this time seized one of the Pelican's that got too close. One hand crushed the cockpit while the other one hurled it away. It cartwheeled off the side of the plaza to the streets far below.
Will took the laser designator again and pointed it at the Sharquoi attempting to hold still long enough for the target to be painted.
"How do you kill this thing!?" he asked to nobody in particular.
"The Sharquoi are extremely tough to kill, when one goes on a rampage it's only stopped by heavy amounts of weaponry!" yelled Ripa rejoining him.
"Tagging it now! Commander Palmer! I need that uplink!" he yelled to the Commander who was busy trying to distract the monster who was getting ever closer to the Senate building again.
"Dalton did you hear that? I need a missile strike or something! We're out of options with this!" yelled Palmer.
"Read you loud and clear! Receiving uplink now!"
The Sharquoi suddenly roared again and broke Palmer's cover of the ruined wraith tank with one hand. Will watched mutely as it knocked her aside with a second claw against the side of the Senate building and prepared a second strike.
"Palmer move!" he yelled. Palmer didn't move and he decided that stupidity would win the day.
He charged the monster.
As he did so he primed a plasma grenade from a Storm he yanked off the ground and threw it. At the same time he pulled his knife out and hurled it as hard as he could before diving and knocking her out of the way of the monster.
Whether it was fate or divine intervention he didn't know, but the plasma grenade adhered to a weaker part of the armor and blew a molten hole in burning the rest of its skin. It reared back in pain giving it William's knife an angle for its eye to be pierced by a twirling half foot long piece of reinforced, carbon bound, extremely dense Eridanian steel.
The ground shook as it howled in pain. It suddenly lashed out and Will knew it was over.
Suddenly a green blur intercepted it and the Sharquoi's claw was sliced off it reared back clutching its hand and roared.
Standing there was the tiniest alien Will had ever seen.
"Go we must, no? The Jedi order, arrived we have."
It looked at the trio of attackers with murder apparent in its damaged eye.
"Go, distraction I will be!" the alien said and Will didn't hesitate yanking Palmer who was drifting between consciousness and unconsciousness.
As the Sharquoi launched a massive punch at the alien it waited and then suddenly with a blinding amount of speed dodged it leaving it to smash into the side of the Senate building.
"I've lost the uplink! Can you do it again?"
William tried to tag it, but with the alien distracting it, it was hard to get a lock.
"Hey! Look over here!" He yelled as loud as he could over the external speakers.
It turned towards William and opened its mouth wide in a roar. William finished tagging it by hurling the active device inside the gaping mouth. It choked on the sudden pill and roared even more.
"Attention all forces, coordinates received for ordinance support from Infinity. Archer missile inbound, danger close! All units get MSD!" The Spartan named Dalton said.
"Did someone say Archer strike?" A marine asked.
"Affirmative." The same voice said. "I'd get your butt out of there if I were you."
Across the Battle-Net the cries for retreat and cursings came as word was spread of an imminent missile strike.
Will picked Palmer up and started running with a group of Clones that were firing and drawing it to the edge.
"Missile strike in thirty!" said someone. He looked up and saw the contrail of the missile usually reserved for ship to ship combat.
The green Jedi was doing an incredible job of leading the Sharquoi to the edge of the plaza and a subsequent drop. He was dodging taunting and goading it closer by slicing it with a lightsaber that was shorter than any he had seen before but was balanced for the three foot tall Jedi.
From behind a large group of Jedi emerged from the Senate and ran to the edge.
"15 seconds!"
And as one the Jedi spread their arms and shoved as the smaller Jedi leaped out of the way. From behind even Will could feel the effect of the massive force push. The Sharquoi howled as it was swept off the edge and fell for ten seconds to crash against an apartment building. The missile plunged downwards to the ground and lit up the world with a massive explosion of sound, heat, and light.
The world fell eerily silent for a moment afterwards before the sound of battle, sirens, and screaming elsewhere reached them.
Will looked over to see the remains of the Sharquoi blasted across a crater. Moments later, the building it had landed on collapsed.
The Corvette suddenly reappeared with several warships chasing after it. The warship wasn't even trying to take out the cruisers, but was rather focused on launching as much plasma as it could at the nearest buildings. It was losing altitude rapidly and fire burned everywhere. It struck a building and immediately it pancaked into the ground whereupon it a gouged a trail of destruction behind it.
"Radiation flare!" Sarah warned William. "They're going to-"
She never finished the sentence as the Ship's reactor exploded in an enormous explosion that blinded William for a moment through his polarized visor and sent out a shockwave that flattened outwards for a good mile.
"Oh no." William gasped as he watched fire exploded outwards burning everything it could in sight.
Terthi Astronomical Laboratory and Science Center
Lower Levels
13:32 Hours
The lab suddenly shook slightly. Dr. Vindi Yallat looked up nervously. They had been working with a team of scientists and every possible piece of data available. Nothing had added up so far. The signal was as hard to follow as seeing a Vapad's tentacles in motion. Now that they had a reference point as to what it was they found the signal propagated to a degree that they might not even try. They're only lead was that it was located somewhere in Wild Space.
They had one breakthrough with that-that turned out to be in a dead end when they followed a patchy segment where it promptly concluded in a region that had already been previously explored by merchants and traders thousands of years ago.
"What was that?" asked Vindi as she heard the ground tremble again.
"Hey, look over here!" spoke up one of the scientists looking at a Holographic screen.
On board a newscraft a team of reporters was broadcasting an image of the skyline where one of the Allied Species ships was flying in a drunken pattern towards the heart of Galactic City
"We're here live witnessing a warship from the Allied Species break away from orbit. We're not quite sure what-"
Suddenly one of the warships fired a ball of plasma which splashed across an apartment building setting it on fire.
"Oh my..!" someone said off screen.
In the conference room it suddenly the scientists stopped and glued themselves to the screen in fear.
"You have just witnessed an attack of the Allied Species on Coruscant. Everybody should take cover in the nearest building and hide! We'll keep you posted. We advise that everyone remain calm…"
There was a burst of light and a purple fighter streaked across the screen and fired its twin-linked plasma cannons hitting the newscraft.
The reporter and cameracrew screamed and suddenly the feed cut off.
The room suddenly erupted into chaos.
"Hold it!" yelled a Scientist. Everyone stopped.
"Why are they here?" yelled the Scientist. The room got instantly quiet as the room noticed Agent Dare and the others from the UNSC.
"Get them!" yelled one scientist.
They all moved.
"Wait!" cried Vindi running in front of the sudden mob of people.
They all stopped for a moment as both the ODST's and Clone's faced off.
"Back off you barbarian!" said the Sergeant hostilely.
"They attacked us!" yelled an angry Rodian.
"We're not the Sangheili you *******!" retorted an ODST with blue markings.
"Hey!" roared the leader, "Watch your mouth Perez!"
"Whose side are you on Sergeant!?" asked another ODST.
"SHUT up!" roared someone else.
"I'm with Perez on this one Boss, we're not exactly welcomed right now and far all we now, we're apparently attacking a planet now." the third ODST added.
"It's not our men." said Dare removing a comm link and switching to audible speakers.
She triggered it and the Battle-Net was suddenly alive with activity and report all referencing a 'Storm'.
"What is this supposed to mean?" asked a Scientist angrily.
"Does this facility contain external cameras?" Dare seriously.
"Yes, of course." someone answered after a moment the speaker stepped forward revealing himself to be a Clone trooper.
"Can it see the upper levels?" asked Dare after a moment walking over to see the Clone pull up the security cameras. He cycled them on a holographic screen until they were at a live feed of the skyline. From the small camera mounted on top of the large building the lab was built under they could see a raging battle. Several ships of the type that attacked the newscraft were attacking each other. The rumble they heard they soon realized was a Republic warship that had speared itself some ways off into the city.
"It looks like they're telling the truth." Said the same Clone after a moment. Taking off his helmet he pointed to where a small com unit was linked.
"Chatter suggests that somehow the Sangheili were infiltrated by a terrorist organization and they were trying to capture or kill the Chancellor."
The general reaction was interrupted by a Twi-lek pointing to the screen and hissing for the group assembled to look.
Dr. Yallat looked and the group quieted down and for a moment stared at the screen seeing nothing. She looked at it for a moment longer and saw a group of armored figures suddenly "appear" out of thin air surprising their Clone Guard out front cutting them down instantly.
Several cries greeted this display of violence.
"We're under attack!" said one of the Scientist's stating the obvious.
A pit formed in the Doctor's digestive tract as she processed this new threat entering the building.
A general cry of panic echoed throughout the room loudly as they watched them enter.
"What are we going to do?!" someone cried out.
"Dr. Yallat, does this building have emergency exits and an armory?" asked one of Agent Dare's companions.
"Why...yes. But we need to move fast before they cut it off!" she responded after a moment of thought.
"Right then," said Agent Dare. "Doctor we need to scramble this facility. If the Storm are coming here for the data we need to make sure they have no chance at retrieving it."
"But what about the data! You guys need it...don't you?" asked a greying scientist from the corner of the room.
"Survival comes first. Doctor, you have three minutes to get as much data as you can transportable and then scuttle the database." said Dare.
"What do you want us to do?" asked one of the Clones.
"The armory should be up your alley. Grab as many weapons as you can and meet us back here." Dr. Yallat said looking up at a map of the facility on a wall.
"Right ma'am! Troopers on the double!" the Clone ordered to the others.
The room scrambled into action as the group left ran for their assignments. Vindi scrambled to store the data in several different devices for transport.
She was still frantically working trying to compress as much information as possible when the Clones stormed back in the room with several military grade hand-held blasters and enough grenades to pulverize an AT-TE.
"Plans have changed! They're moving faster than we thought! We need to go!" the Sergeant barked.
Dare swore.
"Right.. grab a weapon and we're going. Doctor, scuttle the room."
Vindi reluctantly yanked the data out of the computer and ran taking a breath destroyed all their work with a single tap of a finger.
She motioned for someone to take the other data crystal she had in her hand. The Rodian did so and securing the place from intrusion they ran down a now darkened hallway. They attempted to do so silently but this group was civilian. Nowhere near military. They had all received basic training with a blaster in one form or another but their awkwardness with military grade hardware was evident.
Dr. Yallat led the group down the hallway until they came to a corner. She hesitated before remembering which direction their egress was.
"This way!" she hissed as the group turned as silently as they could and proceeded. A sudden THUMP swallowed their footfalls for a moment. It was loud enough to give them pause.
"What was that?" asked one of the Clones.
"Storm probably breached the room and are looking for the data!" yelled the Sergeant.
The group took of running at a faster pace and suddenly the halted as one of the Clones who had taken point froze.
"Krell, what's wrong!" the Sergeant asked suddenly sensing a state of panic in the Clone. Suddenly a massive figure uncloaked itself and a massive triangular bar of plasma came to life illuminating the hallway. The swords edges sizzled and left a ghostly contrail as it moved forward and impaled the Clone spearing it through eliciting screams from the rest of the group and a choked cry from Krell. The Zealot who unveiled himself in the light of the sword lifted the clone up before throwing him down and warbling in its alien tongue.
Vindi shrieked as the Zealot charged her. She pulled the trigger as fast as the blaster would allow surprisingly stunning the massive Elite. It slashed once almost catching her. The blade clashed against the wall sending fragments of molten rock and metal everywhere.
The ODST's opened fire with their weapons illuminating the hallway with yellow flashes. Hold-out blasters suddenly emerged among the Scientists and the Zealot tried to swing again. It lost its footing on its own victim and the Sergeant put its life to an end with a single shot to the head.
"Double time! Thermals on Troopers!" roared the Sergeant taking point.
Dr. Yallat still trembling fell behind the lead element.
"Up the ladder!" she croaked as they came to a dead end with a ladder.
The group filed one by one, the ODST's coming last leaving a large group of objects in the dark behind them.
"What's that?"
"Explosives, a good way to save us from being hit from behind." one of them deadpanned.
Satisfied they all left and promptly using an instantcrete barrier one of the ODST's by the apparent name of 'Rookie' had in the rucksack sealed off the tunnel exit as well.
Now they were faced with the problem of going up as they realized they were in an emergency exit shaft with a door on every floor.
The Rodian scientist pointed out a small set of stairs and the group slowly climbed up the derelict escape route. After a good five minute climb they reached the top.
They were left facing a small forgotten door that was slightly rusted. Upon testing it they opened it slowly revealing themselves to the outside world.
The sound of sirens, explosions, and the general ambient noise of battle greeted them.
The Soldiers' comm units suddenly came alive as they left the building and it's apparent excellent signal blocking properties.
The group all relaxed when a sudden explosion brought them to their senses. Suddenly rounding the corner was a massive rag-tag group of Civilians, Police Forces, and Clones that was running for their lives. A trio of Phantom's flew by dropping their units via grav-lift. All the Storm Elites unholstered their trademark weapon, the Type 55 Storm Rifle.
While Dr. Yallat had never seen one she gasped as they group of about a dozen began opening up on the Civilians letting out guttural roars of laughter. Others ran after slicing people apart with their swords. A group of Clones attempted to open fire but were struck down by a hail of pink crystalline needles from Needlers.
All at once Dr. Yallat's group opened up with their weapons stunning the group of blood-thirsty aliens who hadn't noticed them. The combined strain of the blasters bringing down four before they realized where they were being fired at. The leader of the group, a large alien in golden armor pointed a fist and barked orders at them.
"Follow the Civillians! Protect them at all costs! I want all non-combat personal as far as possible from these Split-Chins!" ordered Dare as a trio of the purple fighters that shot down the newscraft swung in far off between the space between the two sides of the street and promptly sent lethal amounts of plasma their direction.
"Rochford! Knock out the Banshees!" the ODST sergeant ordered.
Vindi watched as 'Rochford' unholstered a large gun of his back and pointed it at the Banshee's, it reminded her vaguely of one of the Republic's anti-tank weapons.
"What's-" she began to say.
She was cut off by the noise and light produced by the gun as it charged and then fired a single beam of concentrated energy.
"A laser!" Dr. Vindi noted that, however crude the laser beam was by Galactic Standards, it was absolutely devastating. The beam of energy connected with the lead aircraft before vanishing from existence in the blink of an eye. It suddenly exploded, hunks of metal falling everywhere. The second one that had been following behind hit the wreckage and spiraled out of control smashing into one of the buildings on the right side of the street. Dr. Yallat gasped as she saw several beetle-like tanks and several smaller single-rider vehicles turn from around a corner.
The Golden Elite scowled and pointing a Carbine at the group of Scientists and soldiers promptly shot one of the Scientists through the heart. A scientist clutched the wound before dropping.
Dr. Vindi screamed as she saw the scientist's look of horror on his face before his face vanish with another shot from the fleet.
"We got Wraiths!" roared another ODST in red trimmed armor.
"Duly noted Mickey!"
"Everyone move!" ordered the Clone Sergeant firing a fully automatic burst forcing the Elite to dive to cover. "Clones! Grenades up and over!"
The troops that were with him responded by picking up a small sphere from off their backs and chucking it.
The Golden Elite dove out of the way before the others were consumed in a three blast explosion of fire and smoke.
The rest of the Golden Elite's bodyguards took the initiative and fanned out firing in bursts forcing the group to run to cover.
"Sarge! I got him!" an ODST yelled crouched next to Doctor Yallat.
"Negative! That's an order!" the Sergeant hollered angrilily. The Wraiths fired and their trademark globular blue ellipses of plasma arced before crashing right in front of them.
Dr. Yallat screamed as they exploded and melted the ground where they struck. She was wondering how on Earth the ODST's could keep themselves calm.
She suddenly lost her nerve and ran towards where the civilians had been running the other scientists realizing what she was doing sprinted after her. She quickly rejoined the group running towards the direction of...she hadn't figured out that part the data module from earlier clutched in her hands.
"Doctor come back!" yelled the Clone Sergeant, he ordered the others to stop the other scientists. The ODST's scrambled to catch her as well.
She was running now past others laden with belongings, valuables, a blaster, anything of value. She ran past a market where Looters where attempting to grab as much as they could. When she saw others turning back suddenly she struggled to make out what they were running from but that became all to clear as a massive group of soldiers suddenly materialized out of the air and started firing into the crowd. Horrified screams met her ears as all around her the crowd was torn apart by the weapons of almost four dozen of this...Storm.
She ducked as a sword materialized out of the air and she tripped over an armored boot of the Elite that uncloaked she looked up weakly as it prepared to stab her. She grabbed the blaster and shot it hitting its head she followed up suddenly with a savage kick. She cried out as her foot suddenly was lanced with pain as her kick bounced off without so much as tripping the monster. Even so it was surprised long enough to startle it and have it be cut down. She looked and saw police forces herding everyone into a high-rise building. Overhead a flight of Laat/i's soared overhead and started firing at the enemy below and cutting through the aliens.
Suddenly they all seemed to retreat at once at random.
"We've won!" yelled someone else and suddenly the area was filled with cheering as the enemy all fled at once.
Dr. Yallat rolled over and tried to catch her breath. Her eyes watered as pain from kicking the Elite, or whatever it was called swallowed her up. She was vaguely aware of someone calling her name.
She opened her eyes slightly and saw Agent Dare looking her over.
"Are you all right Doctor?"
"I'm...I'm fine." she gasped as she got woozily to her feet.
An explosion suddenly rocked the ground they stood on and they staggered. Dare's face instantly became concerned.
"What's going on?" Dr. Yallat asked fearfully.
"We need to go-now!" she yelled suddenly. Dr. Yallat saw what looked like a rapidly expanding blast from somewhere beyond her.
"Why?"
"Just do so!" she yelled dragging her. She yelped as the ONI agent dragged her.
"Into the building! Take cover!"
She led her into through the doors of a building still filled with cowering people. The two of them sprinted to the lower levels and they crouched into a corner as the blast radius approached closer and closer producing another blinding explosion that shook the building.
Something struck Dr. Yallat and everything went black.
Thank you for bearing with me while I finished up school. It was very agonizing to not be able to touch this story in a while.
We'll get to see in the next chapter the aftermath of events. Some of you may ask what's so important about the data even though it is Forerunner? All this and more will be revealed in due time. This story is NOT dead!
Reviews are welcome!
11/22/2016
This concludes the reconstruction for Chapter Nine. I decided to remove Alpha Nine (Buck's Squad) and I'll figure out ways to incorporate the surviving members in the future.
The key difference in this reconstruction is not that random storm vessels appeared, but that infiltrator's within the Sangheili disabled a Supercarrier (I'll be addressing this next chapter). I added a key section with Rtas 'Vadum to further seperate this work from erttheking's Fighting for a Purpose. I seriously hope when I'm done that I don't get any more calls from the Plagiarism Police.
Alright readers/fellow authors. You want a piece of advice? Do. Your. Research. Because I didn't look far enough back at FanFiction's in this particular crossover, I've come to regret starting part of my story the way it did. I'd rather be writing new material but when I have to go back and revise, it slows down the process immensely.
Yours in writing,
theotherpianist