- Axe11154
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This story Takes place a year after the events on The Ark. The Humans, Elites, and Grunts have become allies to stop any reformation of the covenant. At this time a large fleet of UNSC/Elite ships are hunting down the Brutes in hope of stopping there tribes from teaming up and fighting back at full force. Resonantly the fleet was in a small skirmish against suicidal brutes. They lost 2 ships (or so they thought) In this battle. One of the ships how ever wasn't lost. The BlueDwarf. A small ship now in command by Jack Richards, A spartan 3 who has a way of getting in trouble but is the most qualified as a UNSC Frigate Pilot. Follow him and his crew as they try to rejoin the fleet.... and stay alive.
Night is the start
Night is the beginning...
Once again we're lost, left behind by the fleet, and out of power. Slash, our Professor, and our Doctor have told us that the fuel rod cannon that the Elites gave us to study can be used to re-fuel us with it's ammo, but that's not the problem. The problem is that out ship's left engine was torn in half by a kamikaze Brute in a banshee filled with Plasma grenades. I mean really, I thought those little gas snorting midgets were the only ones dumb enough to kill themselves.
Now I'm getting scared. If the brutes have started working together again, the pools of blood will only grow. The Elites said we were only halfway there and yet we've already lost fifty ships out of our fleet of five hundred. While not many in our fleet have been shot down it's still a depressing fact.
Our ship was the smallest in the fleet and was only going to be used as a well-armored troop getaway. Our Captain Alf died just yesterday from his injuries. Bringing our total dead to 4 out of 9. That just leaves me (the new captain), Slash (I already told you what he was), Gregory (our weapons Specialist), Jenny (my girl and our sniper), and Cleve (a simple spartan recruit who lost his brother to those suicidal brutes two days ago and hasn't spoken since). Five out of nine! What the hell kept us from dying? Jenny says it's just the fact that I figured out how to use our ship's MAC Cannon. I dont think pressing 10 random buttons counts. While the crew sleeps in the hangar (our ship's too small for actual barracks). Jenny and I have our fun in the control room for the night. Chess gone wrong. "BANG" man I just lost my queen. End of log for the night over this unknown planet.
Day 1
Today Gregory and Slash kept fighting over what to do about are air supply. Its gotten to low and Gregory thinks we sould resupply it on the planet were flying over. Slash says no because we would ether half to land on the surface (which could give us extra Damage and make it harder to repair) or we just hover over the surface which will deplete are fuel. Im just confused on how they would know if it had air or not if we haven't been on it yet. To me the only reason why they are actually fighting is because Gregory is just a oddly big and strong marine while Slash is a spartan. The 2 have hated each other for that one fact. Gregory was given spartan armor because regular marine armor wasn't big anuf for him. So hes the only one of us who isn't a spartan. SO I brake the fight up and choose. "Were going to land on the planet nuf said". Slash:"WHAT! Sir, we dont have any materials to repair are ship as it is and we may get more damage"
Me: "Shut it! Were just going down to check it out. For all we know there isn't any air so were going to hover over for a while and if there is air we will land and scout the area."
Slash:"Yes Sir".
Gregory:"The big man wins yet again..... Oh Yes sir".
We had flown down to the planet to find out the air is air and the planet is filled with flat meadows perfect for landing with out to much damage. We flew down and landed.
Jenny:"You guys look for food ill look around"
She left with out me giving her permission shes always doing this and it makes it hard to look like a captain or a higher ranked official. But thats why I love her.
An Hours past, Shes never gone scouting this long.
As me and Cleve make dinner on the ship we hear a yell
"JACKALS"
Me and Cleve look out the window and see jenny running from 10 jackals.
Me: "Cleve grab your pistol"
We head down to see Slash and Gregory already firing there DMR's. The jackals were easy kills but what were they doing not just here but chasing jenny.
Jenny:"Ahhg"
Me:"Whats wrong"
Jenny:"Those things shot my arm good Jack"
Slash:"Just a small plasma burn she'll be ok but she needs to rest but in the mean time, Jen mind telling us what happened"
Jenny:"Ahg fine ill try. While I was scouting the area I found a small skirmish between some grunts and jackals and I sorta helped out the grunts. The jackals didn't like that as you can see"
Gregory:"Damn, the covies are in cause, the elites are killing off the brutes, And the prophets have disappeared from the galaxy. We are Screwed some were in that picture"
That's it for log 2 I hope Jenny is ok.
[Edited on 10.16.2010 2:33 PM PDT]