Test chp1 Halo Wars AU
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"Hard starboard!" The captain calls out. "Hard starboard aye!" Responds the UNSC Spirit of Fire's AI, Serina.
Seconds later the collision alarm sounds as both the Spirit of Fire, and the Covenant destroyer collide shearing through much of the Spirit's armour.
"Captain! They are charging weapons!" warns Serina, a small part of her voice giving away her fear. "Battle stations! Bring weapons online. Tell Forge he's not done out there yet." The captain replies, wasting no time in commanding. "Alerting the Sergeant, aye sir" Serina calls back.
Outside Plasma and Cannon trade fire. The UNSC Spirit of Fire taking a massive beating, many of its guns falling silent within seconds of the engagement. Covenant plasma burning through the titanium armour like a hot knife through butter.
Back inside the bridge, Serina activates the holoscreen as an incoming transmission is played. "Captain, Forge here, got a plan that might makes this accident worthwhile." The voice of Sergeant Forge is heard on the holoscreen. "Keep it simple sargeant or this ship might not make it." replies Captain Cutter, his voice rough with the stress of command. "Simply put sir we got 3 spartans and are in knife fighting range of that ship. I say we let the spartans have a little fun on board it." Forge details his plan, confident the captain will at least consider it. "Approved. Get it done sargeant." Cutter reply almost abesentmindly, more concerned with keeping the ship aloat. Not one to miss out on putting in the last word, Serina quips "So am I the only one freaked out by the fact we're inside the planet?"
The view switches back to the outer hull of the Spirit, showing a small company guarding 2 colossus mechs that are repairing the ship. Forge meanwhile has just finished giving the Spartans their new orders and moves on to rallying more troops and mechs to the power core.
Red Team POV:
The pelican tumbles as it tries to avoid the Covenant antiair fire. Meanwhile, Red team gears up for the boarding action in the troop bay. "All set" Comes the monotone command from Red Team's Leader CDR Jerome-092. "Green" "Ready" The near simultanous replies from Red Team's 2 members, SCPO Douglas-042 and SCPO Alice-130. The 3 Spartans patiently await the bay doors opening so the mission can begin. "Insertion in 5 Spartans!" comes the hail from the pelican's pilot, who in turn also prepares to open the bay doors for the 3 super-soldiers. 5 seconds later the bay door opens and the super-soldiers of the UNSC are unleashed upon the Covenant.
Spirit of Fire POV:
"The power core is fully repaired. Serina, put some distance between us and that ship." Captain Cutter commands. "Plot charted, shall I recall the Sargeant sir." Serina calls back, her avatar apearing on the command console in responce. "Have him report to the bridge, set condition orange around the ship and cycle the marines, those boys did some good out there." "Aye Sir" With that the conversation ends and Serina carries out her orders. The ship makes best speed away from the site of the battle.
Anders' 3rd person POV:
The sound of distance walking brings Anders' out of her introspection, the transition of her focus causing her to instinctively evaluate her surroundings. The distinctive Forerunner architecture being of great interest to her, only for the observation to be cut off by the harsh grating sound behind her. "Restraints off." The alien voice of the silver-clad elite that had stolen her, called out. Unprepared the Hardlight restraint holding her collapses and she falls to the floor of the Forerunner structure. Barely with enough time to register the change, her head is grab in a tight grip. Held up to its eye-level, Anders' struggles as the Elite states in an ominous tone: "Your judgement has waited long enough". Anders can do nothing as the monster throws her to floor near the Forerunner console, she knows what this means and yet still manages a defiant tone. "Just get it over with" are the final words between the Human and the Elite as her hand is forced onto the slowly rotating console.
The console receiving the input begins a charging sequence as both races watch on with different emotions. A great beam of light emits from the console attracting the attention of all on the platform. All around them the great spires active, the massive fleet of Forerunner ships releashing from their anchorages for the first time in many millenia.
"The ancients have granted us the power to doom your race. Let the deconstruction of our gifts begin! The majesty of our new fleet will be unparalleled!"
Distracted by his zealotry the Elite does not notice as Anders stands on the forerunner pad that once restrained her. "Nothing ventured... Control Room." She commands, hoping that her gamble pays off and that she may yet be reunited with the Spirit of Fire.