Reviews:
Dragon'z Wrath: Ehhhh... not exactly. Spartan-IV.
MLPFan98: Great, now I gotta go look up quotes from him so I can quote his black ass!
Guest: Oh, I wasn't pissed! I was just mumbling about the fact that I -need- to get the course done with and I'm officially distracted by the ideas.
Lone The Dark Hearted Wolf: If it's all the same to you, I might end up on making my own sequel, or getting Rena to do it.
Lexiconhuka:
Mark: Nah, you're in time for Flood hunting!
iOptimumReaper:
Mary:*to Gurren* or I could sacrafice him to the Flood.
rainchaserbrony: Mebbe.
I had no idea how Apple made it to the crash site without me seeing her, but I didn't comment. She most likely followed after the group I led when we entered this shit hole of a forest.
"Have any idea what generation of soldier this is?" Doc asked me after a moment, trying to take the Spartan's helmet off. Like the rest of my men, he had taken his turn at playing Halo once or twice and understood some of the back-story. After another moment, he gave up on the helm.
"Spartan-III or IV." I answered. "Depends on if the Covenant were still active or not. That radio signal said they were attacked by them, but I don't know if it was Remenant or not." Doc sighed and sat back in the dirt.
"Either way, I don't know shit about these Spartans." He rubbed his face. "From what I've seen in that damn video game of yours, they're not entirely human anymore." I frowned a bit behind my helmet, but nodded.
"Blake, stay here." I told him. "Keep an eye on him, and when he wakes up, radio me."
"It's a damn good thing we are in our ODST's," he said as he nodded to me. "At least we look like we're on his side."
I silently agreed.
"And what about me?" Apple questioned. I thought for a moment, before grunting and detaching the pistol on the Spartan's leg, surprised that I could.
"The rest of us are gonna check out that wreckage." I answered, holding out the weapon to her. "Do you think you can go human?" She rolled her eyes before erupting into green flames, the next thing I knew, there was a naked teenager where Apple had been. Stepping up she snatched up the borrowed pistol from my hand and cocked it.
"For the love of… why are you naked," I demanded. Fuck all of you, I'm her father and I won't have my men oogling my teenage daughter's cootch. Taking a deep calming breath, "Apple, dear, could you please do something about…" I waved at her human body.
"Of course I can." She said in her voice so as to not confuse the others. As another flash ended, there stood a teenage Cortana. I face-palmed as this form would probably confuse the guys even more.
And she was still fucking naked!
"Your mother is going to kill me…" I sighed before turning towards the rising smoke column. "Time to move out." I unholstered my DMR and started jogging with it in a low ready position. There's a fucking reason I hate the Everfree.
Now before anyone gets upset over me handing my daughter a gun, she has had range time with most of our weapons and is a damn good marksmen. And unlike most ponies, she isn't blind to the dangers that lurk out in the real world.
However, we never trained with a real M6C magnum, and the fucker almost tore her transparent blue damn arms off the first time she fired it, considering that a bullet was probably 12.7mm or something. I think that's what the wiki said, but dunno. But it damn sure can kill a manticore with two body shots!
"That's a nice trophy." I mused, turning my energy sword on. "You want to do the honours?" She nodded and gently took it from me, walking up to the neck of the hybrid. It's head was intact, so I was gonna mount that sumbitch in my office back at base.
I severely doubted AJ would let me keep it at home.
"Right here good?" She asked, poking the lower neck area. I nodded and a moment later the small clearing was filled with the smell of burning flesh as the sword cauterized the cut. I sniffed deeply as I took the head and shifted it into my pocket with her help.
"And with that, we need to bug out. Predators can smell the damn meat from a mile away." I muttered, picking my DMR up and looking around, before motioning for Schmidt to take point.
"Yessir." He nodded and jogged ahead.
Unbeknownst to us, the frigate had made a one in a million shot and slammed into the gorge just past the train trestle (bridge). From that point on, the gorge acted like a cheese grader and shredded the ship all to hell. By the time it had skidded to a halt, the ship was nothing but a pile of smoking scrap. Thank god the engines hadn't gone nova on impact or there would be a crater where Ponyville and the Everfree once stood.
"Fucking Hell." I muttered once we emerged onto a cliff at Ghastly Gorge. "...Fucking thing came to rest in the section with the Quarrey Eels in it, goddammit." I sighed, not wanting to deal with the damn pests myself. "See anything?" I asked Schmidt, who was lying on the ground at my feet.
"Lone human, fighting three Buzz Boars." He answered. "He's winning, too."
"How can you tell he's male? The standard UNSC's armor is gender neutral and I'm betting that one's wearing a helmet."
"He fights like a male, and he's wearing a male's ODST." Schmidt answered. "...And that's the last of the boar. Shall we go say hello?"
"I'll do it. You all stay here." I looked at Apple. "You want to come as well? It's either that or someone else goes and holds the Magnum." She thought for a moment, before nodding.
"Might as well get going then." I hooked some rappelling rope to the both of us, before tying it around a boulder.
"Stay away from any holes, if you stumble across one." I advised her before sliding down the steep slope. I knew for a damn fact that he saw us, considering that we were making a mini-rockslide going down. A few moments after hitting the ground at a run, I heard something smack the ground with a grunt and the magnum fire once. I looked back to see her sprawled on the ground.
"Fucking..." She growled, pushing a dead eel off her chest before scrambling to her feet.
"Nice head shot" I commented. She nodded as we both glanced up the cliff, causing me to sigh. "I'm not going back up that way."
"Understandable." She muttered, before nodding at the ODST no far off. "Let's go say Hi before I climb back up there and kill more of the fucking things."
My god, I'm so proud of her!
"Name?" I questioned of the ODST as I walked up to him.
*there is a glitch in the recorder, so his name and a small, whispered conversation was not recorded*
"You're name's Major now. " He nodded and looked around.
"Got it." He muttered, rolling his shoulders and looking at his DMR. "Shall we get going?"
"Yeah, let's get out of here..." I muttered, before turning on my radio. "Smith!" I shouted, hearing someone on the other end swear and fall over.
"Yeah?!" He replied after a moment.
"Time to get us." I answered, walking away for a better signal. I didn't go far, though. "Pick us up first, because we'll have to direct you to Blake's location."
"Copy that." He answered. "What's your location?"
"The big ass scrap pile in the middle of Ghastly Gorge." I deadpanned.
"I'll be there in five." He turned his radio off and I looked back over to the group.
"I can tell you're not UNSC personnel." Major said, crossing his arms.
"Never said we were." I shrugged and took my helmet off. "Hell, she's not even an A.I." After a moment of being stared at, Apple sighed and erupted into green flames, a changeling that stands up to about my knees appearing from the magic.
"...Huh." Major looked around. "So, what's picking us up? I can safely bet it's not a Pelican."
"Black Hawk." I answered. "Was there anything besides you that survived the crash?"
"Sadly, no." He helplessly shrugged. "I don't even know if the two Spartan-IVs on board made it or not." I winced.
"One did." I said. "I got a man watching over him until he wakes up." Major sighed, running a hand over his helmet.
"Beck's not gonna like that..." He muttered. "I never actually thought we might have to put a Spartan on suicide watch."
"More damn complications..." I ran a hand over my shaved head, muttering obscenities to myself.
A little while later, Smith and Steele landed about fifteen yards from us, kicking up dirt and loose debris from the crash.
"Hurry up!" Dusk yelled. "The Pony Corps of Engineers are almost here and we all know how fucking annoying they are!"
"Let's get moving before they detain you for research." I told Major, who ran into Jitterbug, with Apple and I right behind him. "Lift off!" I shouted to Steele and Smith, both of whom nodded.
"I've never been in a vintage helicopter before!" Major shouted to me over the roar of the blades. "VTOLs are different than this thing!"
"That's American engineering for you!" I replied, grinning a bit. As the Black Hawk stopped to pick up Schmidt, Gallan, Bill, and Doc, I saw a group of pegasi pulling several chariots heading our way.
Grinning like an idiot despite the conversation I'm gonna have with a Spartan-IV later, I saved to them when they noticed us.
"Suck it, bitches!" I hollered, giving them the finger.
It's no damn secret that the Pony Corps of Engineers and the Death Guard's Human Division have a deep rivalry over technology. It pisses them off, considering that we're able to deploy and get to a location faster, and won't give them the technology to do the same.
I told General Nightwing to suck my balls and make his own damn helicopters if he wants to bitch about us having one.
And scuttlebutt says that there's a longstanding bet on who'll give the other an aneurysm first. Dawn was one of the first to place a bet on me winning.
Anyway, I could hear his yell of frustration from where we were, causing the Major to look around in confusion.
"What was that?" He asked.
"You'll get used to it." Alpha squad, and I, answered together.