- DarthSirus
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- Exalted Member
2 Weeks Later
The battle had been continuing for some time now. Felix met a different friend, named Kingspore, who was assisting him in some battles after his recovery. Essentially, he was his wingman. The covenant forces attacking Trinity Base had intensified after the past 2 weeks. They were relentless in their efforts to try and eradicate all human presence from this planet. Felix, in his position providing covering fire, was doing fairly well to stop the Covenant from advancing. Kingspore was proving covering fire alongside Felix. The two were working well together, exchanging ammo when needed. Suddenly, a loud screeching roar was heard in the distance.
Felix looked up, only to be blinded for a few seconds. What he had seen was a huge fireball coming down at them. What he wished he hadn't seen was the outline of a Covenant Scarab. The wandering eye of the main cannon found the base almost instantaneously after landing. A cool wind swept dust across the battlefield. For a few moments, everything stood still as the beam gathered energy. Then, before Felix could even blink, the beam of light flashed coming hurtling at them at immense speeds.
Felix picked himself from the ground. He looked around, and saw Kingspore with his hands over his ears. The plasma had melted a huge portion of wall protecting the base, and set off a few explosions that was near Kingspore. Felix could not console his partner into calming down. This was most likely due to the fact that Kingspore was deaf, and would likely continue to be so for the next several hours. Felix decided it was time to switch tactics. He signaled his partner that they were moving out. Kingspore reluctantly agreed, picking up his assault rifle and followed Felix to their next destination. They traveled back inside the base, into the hanger, where they found a warthog sitting, waiting for use. Since Kingspore was deaf, he was in no position to gun or drive. Therefore, he took the passenger seat. A man waiting in the shadows walked up to the duo. He told them his nickname was Jake. Not wanting to waste more time asking questions, Felix took the gunner position and Jake started up the Warthog. After allowing the engine to start, Jake asked, "Where are we going?" Felix responded, "We got ourselves a bug to squash."
Jake raced the warthog out of the base leaving a trail of smoke behind them. The Interceptor was clearly visible in the sky, radiating its glow of escape and promise. Getting his mind back on track, Felix noticed that Kingspore had picked up a rocket launcher before they had left. Good, they might need that later. As they entered the main road, Felix noticed a large convoy heading toward the scarab's position. Felix quickly uttered into his com, "Join up with that convoy. We're not going solo yet." Jake complied, and soon their warthog was surrounded with two tanks and a Hornet following closely overhead. The convoy leader shouted into his general COM that the Covenant Scarab was only a few minutes away. Felix quietly whispered to Jake to get ready to move on his signal. A soothing quiet fell over the convoy. They knew it was coming. They felt it in their gut. All of a sudden the convoy lead shouted, "BANSHEES! In all directions!" Felix turned his turret around and saw that this was no exaggeration.
The Banshees were fast. Their warthog, with jagged of pieces of metal sticking out, had made it out of the ambush. Their fellow convoy members were not so lucky. The Hornet went down first, crashing into one the tanks destroying both immediately. The other tank was covered in plasma bombs before the turret even turned. There was never even a chance. The warthog was reaching its top speed with only a few moments away from the scarab. Suddenly, mountains of dust were kicked up in front of the warthog. ****, Choppers! There wasn't Time to take care of these! Kingspore had already noticed, and started to take aim with his rocket launcher. Felix lined up the sights, and opened fire.
The choppers were zig zaging behind the warthog to prevent a clear line of fire being laid down upon them. Felix wasn't strong enough to move the heavy warthog turret to follow them. Without notice, a cloud of dust and smoke appeared in Felix's eyes. He turned, to find Kingspore's rocket smoking. He turned again to find the two choppers burning in a heaping pile of molten metal. Felix was relieved, only to find that the Covenant scarab was becoming enormous as the distance between them was steadily decreasing.
Jakes screamed over the warthogs loud engine, "How are we planning to take this monster down?" Felix scouted the area. "Head for the hill next to that overpass. Go full throttle!" Realizing Felix's plan, Jake couldn't help but crack a smile. Kingspore, whose hearing had just returned, wished it hadn't. The eye of the scarab noticed the approaching warthog, and began charging its beam. The warthog took off the ramp. The beam fired. Felix couldn't help but let out a shout of terrified angst. The Beam melted the bottom half of the warthog just from the proximity of the heat. Fortunately, it missed. Barely. Without giving another thought to the situation, Felix shouted, "JUMP!" as the warthog hurdled into the hull of the scarab's mass.
Jake turned his head. He noticed unfamiliar purple paint. The scrab! Jake quickly scrambled to his feet. He noticed a pile of covenant bodies near him. Where was Felix and Kingspore? He walked into a corridor, hoping to find his companions. What he found was a room with a Covenant Brute inside, wielding a grenade launcher, with a razor sharp blade on the end. Jake stood stunned. His pistol! Jake whipped the pistol from its holster on his leg, and fired two shots at the Brute. The Brute seemed to just chuckle. Jake dropped his pistol. What was he to do? The brute then collapsed in front of Jake. What just happened?
Felix couldn't help but crack a smile as his battle rifle was smoking. He motioned Jake to follow him as Kingspore held his Rocket high in cover. They moved to the back of the scarab toward what appeared to be a power source. Felix took a long look. Finally Kingspore suggested, "I think we should destroy it." Kingspore tossed a plasma grenade that stuck to the core. "Its time to go!" Kingspore shouted. The trio ran to edge of the scarab. The scarab began to buckle as explosions were occurring all over it. The trio jumped from the edge unto the ground, and hit it with a loud thump. The resulting explosion caused such a force that they were pushed several feet back.
Kingspore opened his eyes. They did it! They blew up the Scarab. He looked up to the skies and saw the Interceptor. Finally, they could leave this place! Just then, a flash of white light showered the sky in radiance so bright, it left one blinded for a few moments. The Interceptor was in pieces. No.They were stranded here! Kingspore could not believe what he was seeing. There was no way out. No escape from hell.
PRESENT TIME
Mahdi was recalled out his flashback by the yelling of Sergeant Felix. Felix was shouting, "All hands, man your battlestations. Get those warthogs up and running. I want a pelican on patrol now! Keep my eyes open. We will have no sneak attacks today." Mahdi was wondering what was all the fuss about. Then it hit him. There had no been Covenant presence on this planet for months. That means that if the recon patrol didn't come back, there must be Covenant here. Mahdi was quickly called aboard one of the Pelican patrols, so he grabbed his battle rifle and complied.
The Warthogs wheels raced across the ground, crunching rocks under the smooth rubber of the tires. The vehicle quickly swerved in an effort to throw off the pursuers. Seth and "Hippo" shot the ghosts that were following them. These elites would not let up! One of the fuel tanks exploded on the ghosts, sending it careening into the other. Double Kill! Ismo gave a quick congratulations, and then followed with, "We are not out of the woods yet, we still need to." His sentence was cut off as the warthog lost control when it was hit by a plasma blast from a wraith.
Seth woke up to mind-shattering pain. There was not a bone in his body that did not ache. It hurt to even think! He crawled behind the warthog, and found Ismo and Hippo already waiting there. The wheel was spinning violently behind them. Seth painfully uttered, "We have to keep moving. They will find us if we stay here." Ismo shook his head in disagreement. "We have to wait. Base has already probably sent out" "You really think we are going to be rescued? If we want to get out of here, we need to find our own way out. This isn't some fairy tale, Ismo. This is real." A silence beset the group. "I am not going to sit here any longer. If you guys want to come or not, fine." Seth grabbed his assault rifle, slung it around his back, and moved further into the forest.
The pelicans ravaged the skies as it ripped it apart through its immense speeds. Mahdi sat on a bench, contemplating their next move. He was interrupted when the pilot yelled, for everyone to look. A burning warthog could be seen, and the smoke was leaving a trail. The pilot signaled they were going to land. Mahdi waited for the hatch doors to open. The cool night air rushed into the Pelican. Sounds from the lush forest were heard all around. A screeching noise was heard. Mahdi stepped outside. A battalion of Banshees were heading toward the site. And they had seen them.