Crashed Cruiser (IC)

[kuran]

Phma 'Refumai
CNV Shadow of Faith
1.5km above crashed Cruiser

"The Phantoms were shot down with most of my Task force, Phma, I'm pinned on the side...There's an Inquisitor here..."

Phma could have cursed. He was really, truly, tempted. But a string of expletives would not help.

"Prepare one of the Phantoms, assemble my personal guard in the docking bay." He ordered. "Activate all weapons systems. If it isn't ours or human, burn it. Keep me updated."

Spinning his Command throne around, he stood and strode purposefully out of the Command Center, towards the hangar bay.

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The Phantom, painted with a green streak as a Heretic identifier, streaked out of the bay at close to it's top speed, flanked by a pair of Banshees. The trio adjusted their course and made their way towards the docking bay.

Aboard, surrounded by his guards, Phma activated Rakath's personal communicator. "Hold out for a few minutes Rakath, you'll have help presently."

[Huka]

Aboard CNV Extant Miracle
Crashed CCS-class cruiser
Inquisitor Til 'Muramai

Having his prey finally trapped behind a few crates that were quickly being burned away by the guards' plasma shots, Til felt some warmth in his cold form.

"Move in and capture the large heretic. He is mine to exterminate." The Inquisitor ordered with a tight clinch of his armored fist.

Carefully the soldiers marched close still occassionally firing bursts to keep their trapped prey in cover.

[hollowsaber]

Project Devils Den: Cerberus-Team ONI Section Three/Zero Joint-OPs. Inside Downed Cruiser

Haze peered through first, poking his MA5K slowly inside of the hole on the side of the Cruiser. The hallway was dark except for some flashing sparks from damaged electronic systems. In one direction, a door had been distorted and wedged itself open. Down the other way; several bodies lay dead from the crash, with heavy hull damage all along the side of the hall. No live enemies could be seen or heard, but Haze was still hesitant as he moved inside. With eyes shifting every moment, Haze finally gave the green light.

Cerberus and Fenrir slipped in quickly, and they were immediately on the move towards the rear section of the ship. As they closed, the heat slowly got more and more and more intense, but they would be forced to deal with it. They had no choice but to head straight for the room, and with the ship destroyed and the hallways in bad shape, they were under a high time restraint.

“MimYap, we’re heading towards the Engine room. ETA 4 minutes. Little resistance, but high heat.” Cerberus spoke quietly over the channel, and kept his breath paced as he ran.

“The shadows are alive, Heretic, watch your fire.”

[Kenny]

Heretic Special Operations Tavise

Interior of Covenant Cruiser

Tavise hurried down a large corridor of the ships hull, he kept his cloak off until he approached an area with light. He then turned it on and kept going before making it to the ships engineering.

"Humans, me and Mimyap are also very close watch your fire when entering." Tavise spoke over to Cerberus Team. Suddenly he noticed something black moving. It was a fellow Sangheili covered in black and mortally wounded from the crash. He walked over to it as the Covenant soldier noticed him. Tavise outstretched a hand nearing the other Sangheili's own before activating his energy sword.

"I have no mercy for the followers of the Prophet's lies." He spoke before continuing to the engine room. He and Mimyap made it to the final hall to the engines before he stopped and waited for his leader to continue.
"It would be best if we turn off our cloaking devices for they don't think we're trying to hide from them wouldn't it?" Tavise asked before exposing his armor against the wall of the ship.

[Huka]

A Skirmisher watched the humans make a terrible attempt at entering the cruiser. Hissing, he clicked on his wrist-mounted comlink, sending a signal to all rear security, and his fellow Skirmishers jumpped in the hole and chased the humans towards the remanants of the engine room.

[Kenny]

Meanwhile In Space

Field Master Brna

After helping the fight in Kholo city, the short Sangheili changed to the assault at the crashed cruiser, contacting an ultra near the back of the battle.
"Ultra, could you lend some of your forces to the inside of the ship? We NEED to secure that information. I'd recommend leaving two of your lances to stop any other of our foe from entering the ship. You and your two other lances should enter and head towards the bridge and cargo bay, it should be somewhere around there."

Brna ordered, then remembering what he had heard continued with, "also, be sure to exterminate any of the Heretics who have strayed from our holy path, though don't get distracted. Finally avoid a certain one you should know when you see, he is too strong for your forces, now get moving." The field master finally finished as he watched his men move deeper into the ship.

Then yet again switching to another ultra with a very damaged creche under his command ordered, "Now use whatever is left of your warriors and stop any who try to enter the ship, slaughter all who stand in our way. That is all"

Finally he contacted the Inquisitor stationed there and contacted him personally saying "I am honored to have my men work with your Inquisitor, I wish you the best of luck cleaning the scourge from our destroyed vessel."

[Huka]

Inquisitor Til 'Muramai

Hearing the Field Master interrupting his mental thoughts of how to interrogate Rakath made Til unconsciously growl before answering heard only in his mask, "Indeed. I have one of the Heretic leaders under my sight. Hasten your soldiers, I doubt the Heretics will continue to remain passive for long."

[z]

Rakath V'keelaii

Que Boss Music:


Stepping out of cover, Rakath lifted his Plasma Pistol in one hand and his Revolver in the other, firing as the humans would call "Jesse James" style, charging his plasma pistol and firing it in a pattern with his brute weapon. Utterly ignoring Phma on the comm, the only thing responding to the elite on the other end would be static, gunshots, and plasma, along with the occasional movement and grunt of Rakath.

Slowly making his way back to the hanger entrance, grabbing an Elite Minor by the neck and wrestling with him for a moment before holding his iconic Revolver into the young elites jaw and pulling the trigger, making the head explode in front of him ad send blood firing, turning the body and throwing it into his living companion, Rakath then lit his Greatsword and struck it through both the already dead Elite, and the Elite who had toppled down with it.

They were getting closer every minute. One hand, he held his Revolver, the other, his Greatsword, letting out a roar and ducking under a Major's kick, spinning in a circle, dragging his sword and making a burn-mark, slashing off the Major's legs and then driving it into the males chest before turning it to take a few blasts of plasma before Rakath shoved a Plasma Grenade into the near-dead majors jaw and threw him into a crowd of Covenant. sending them all to death, or wounded at the most.

More came. Grunts, Kig-Yar, more Elites.

Rakath was in a rage at this point, nothing seemed to phase the old warrior. Plasma Pelted him again, Rakath dived back behind a phantom to hold off the ranged attacks, taking on his brothers in close quarters.

His blades crossed with an Ultra, Rakath brought his knee up into the elites gut, then took his head when he was stunned and brought it down into his knee, lifting his revolver and shooting the beaten down Ultra in the head before ducking under a roundhouse kick, returning with his own to the side of the attackers leg, proceeding to chop the Minor nearly in half with his Greatsword before stopping for a moment and taking a breath. While on that, on came a Skirmisher jumping on his back.

Shaking off the scratching and shooting creature, Rakath backed up quickly and rammed his full body weight into the wall with all his strength, effectively snapping the little pests back.

Que Theme Song:


Stepping form around the grounded craft, covered in blood of all colors her eyed the white armored Spec-Ops.

"Come now... Your pawns are a bit... Fresh for your "status" Inquisitor." Rakath said, rolling his head on his neck and sheathing his Revolver, drawing his second Greatsword. During his fight, he'd gotten some dents and plasma burns in his painted Spec-Ops armor, along with a part broken in on his visor where his eyes were visible.

"Come on then... Remind me what I really am."

[Huka]

Inquisitor Til 'Muramai

Watching Rakath slaughter most of the hanger security, Til could help but feel glee. He have never seen Rakath fight like this and despite his more zealous, and unsettling, mindset, he still unconsciously admired the veteran.

He hardly moved a muscle as he watched it all; Rakath moved with such fury and savagry, cutting each victim with no other intention but to kill. Those who survived his slashes were blown apart by his brutish Jiralhanae weapon.

Finally after the last brave warrior died by the Heretic's hands, leaving Til and a handful of nervous crewmembers left in the hanger.

Finally Rakath looked to him, his armor painted in blood and damaged from the vain attempts of the security. Holstering his revolver, the former Ultra looked at with gleaming eyes, speaking mockingly to him, "Come now... Your pawns are a bit... Fresh for your status, Inquisitor."

Til looked at the mess before him and said nothing as Rakath drawn a second greatsword.

"Come on then... Remind me what I really am." Rakath challenged.

Growling, Til felt his hearts pumping more faster than usual. He wasn't afraid for his life, he was excited to finally test himself.

Just then, the rest of the Sangheilian guards stepped forward, but Til snapped his arm out to his side and growled, "Back away, I will deal with this traitor myself."

The guards was in disbelief of the order, after seeing what the Heretic could do singlehandedly, but relented to the Inquisitor, and stepped several steps back.

"I have waited long enough trying to track you down, Rakath, and I will not waste this opportunity." Til said, straightening himself, discarding his heavy cloak, allowing it thud onto the floor, and grabbed a spiked-ended bar from his belt.

Stepping a clawed foot forward and holding the bar out, he squeezed its leather-wrapped handle tight, and two ends extended from either ends that were as long as his own arms and singular plasma blades flared on.

Twirling his deadly glaive to behind his back, Til roared in acceptance of Rakath's challenged, and lung fast toward his old friend.

[kuran]

Phma 'Refumai
Phantom Dropship
Near Crashed Cruiser

The banshees flanking the dropship peeled off, making to orbit the area around the hangar to deter anyone foolish enough to attack the dropship from the outside.

The Phantom carrying Phma and his guards, however, screamed into the hangar bay. It's nose flared up and the large craft spun to the left, showing an open troop bay to the guards surrounding Rakath and his opponent. While the Sangheili honor guards in the troop bay jumped the twenty feet down to the deck, Phma followed them as an Unggoy manning the door mounted plasma repeater sprayed fire towards the enemy.

Phma hit the deck in a crouch, and his energy sword flared into life in his hand. Raising his head, he stood and sprinted for the nearest of the guards, catching sight of his guards engaging the enemy as well.

Bringing his blade up between the mandibles of a guard who was a shade too slow, he found himself standing near Rakath. Drawing his plasma pistol, he paused to shoot an overzealous Minor in the face.

"Rakath. Let me try to explain this whole 'extraction' thing again...."

[Kenny]

Heretic Special Operations Tavise

Engine Room

The lanky Sangheili eased his hands around the engines. He'd dealt with turning these engines on, turning them off can't be too difficult. Tavise paced through the room, knowing they would be a way to turn them off in this room. Finally he saw a control panal and started typing codes. Finally as he was getting access the passcode was wrong. Tavise almost smashed the panal being so close, but stopped himself. He knew he didn't have too much time but he needed to use a different method. The Spec-Ops Heretic began doing his best to hack it. Succeding wasn't the hard part but he needed to be fast.

"Mimyap I need you to cover me. Warn me if you notice anything other than the humans." Tavise then switched to the communications shared with the humans. "Cerberus I am unable to turn off the engines. Though I may be able to hack it. Make haste and get up here, I'm going to need time." He ordered before redirecting his attention back to the panal.

[z]

Rakath V'keelaii

"About time, Phma..." He said, looking at the Special Operator only feet away from him. He knew who he was facing now...

"Til... Til Muramee... Weren't you the one who let me go?" Rakath asked,raising a hand to push Phma back and moving to the left to start a dueling circle.
"Now... Til... When did you become so special? I mean,it has only been a few years, yet you have crawled the ranks so fast, hm?"

Rakath was waiting... He was not going to strike first, that was one thing for certain.

[Kenny]

Field Master Brna

Covenant Ship

The field master had just gotten ear of the.. slaughtering near the hanger. Though the fighting seemed to have stopped he knew the Heretics were still there. He guessed a duel or personal battle was going on. Brna remembered the Digsite... He would not lose more men! He knew he had to do something to prevent from losing any more brave warriors. It was time to do something drastic, whether the Inquisitor liked it or not. Now was not the time to let enemy forces slip by over an unneeded fight. Unfortunately Brna had his principles and would not force a lance of soldiers to lower their honor by stopping the duel, for that would be un-honorable himself. Though he had an idea.

"Special-Operations Sangheili Zora, I need your team's assistance." The field master spoke to the soldier near the Crashed Cruiser.
"I hope what's left of your 'honor' won't stop you from interrupting a duel. I need those Heretics gone or dead, preferably the latter. If you see the one who just slaughtered the warriors in the hanger, use caution but I want him DEAD!" Brna yelled into the microphone. He didn't care what happened, he would not lose more men and the Heretics will be slain for their mutiny to the Holy Covenant.

[Huka]

Til spun his glaive about after missing his last attack, thanks to Rakath pushing the newcomer and seperating to give more room. Growling as Rakath spoke about their life-changing meeting. One Til will never forgot. "I am very aware of my decision, personally I don't know if I made the right decision of letting you go but I do enjoy having something else worthy to kill besides those frail humans." He said, stance low and weapon ready for Rakath or any other fool who dared to attack him. Then Rakath questioned about his swift ranking, to which Til chuckling. "I have never believed myself special, but I know it is destiny and the Spirits that guide my ascension. As well as my incredible skill as a hunter and warrior of course."

[z]

"That I cannot doubt... Your young, but you have skill..." He said, moving still across from Til, his orange eyes in a piercing glare. "Something seems... Loose... Where is that tactical and logical mind I once knew, hm?" Rakath teased, slowly moving in a braced stance for any attack.

His hands went up, angling the blades in an X as he waited. "Come on now, Til... Show me that armor your wearing isn't just for show."

[Huka]

Clicking a horrible laughter at Rakath's words, Til spread his mandibles underneath his mask, and said darkly, "Gladly." Lunging, he thrusted at the Heretic's neck.

[z]

"Oh come now, I taught you better than that." He said, leaping to his left, his shields glowing slightly from the blade passing him, moving each greatsword up and cutting in an X at Til.

[Huka]

Instead of his usual growls, Til was silent as he flicked his forearm, and a large energy shield flared in front of him, blocking the incoming swords, and he thrusted his pike onehanded at Rakath's exposed stomach.

[z]

Rakath moved to the left upon his failed strike, moving to slash his blade across the Covenant solders shoulder, followed by pushing off the ground and leaping back, and then a charge, blades to bare.

[Huka]

Angling his shield to block the next attack aimed for his shoulder, seeing his shield change to a dangerous color for a moment, Til spun around, and lept back. Deactivating his arm-shield, the Inquisitor twirled his glaive in a circular motion, waiting for Rakath to close in on him.

Elsewhere in the ship, a creche of Skirmishers stood in the upper levels of the engine room, looking at the foolish Sangheili that have dared to enter the cruiser.

The leader, a Murmillo, hissed in bloodthirst with a energy cutlass in hand, and he was amongst the first to jump at the infiltrator.

[Kenny]

Heretic Special Operations Tavise

Engine Room

The Sangheili roared as the nuisance jumped on his back. He stopped typing having already been told he needed to retry the password. As the Skirmisher sliced at him he slammed his back into a wall but it kept attacking. Tavise then grabbed it before flipping it over him onto the ground. Though the little beast was still alive so Tavise ran his sword through it's chest, killing it.

By now he had already been taking fire from the other Skirmishers and his shields were about to go down. He saw Mimyap who was shooting them greatly but the forces kept coming.

"Go! Me cover you!" Mimyap yelled to Tavise as he threw a plasma grenade. Tavise was almost done but he wasn't there yet. He typed in a few more codes until he made it to the last chain of passwords. But then, a plasma bolt hit him squarely in the back of his head. He had already lost his shields so this sent a giant wave through his helmet and he could feel a small amount of blood from the back of his head. Tavise kept going despite the pain before he made it to the last password. The Sangheili then threw two plasma grenades in the mass of Skirmishers. Now there was only one-fourth of the beginning attackers. Tavise typed in the last password and the engines were off.

"Now, who's still up to the challenge?" The Special Operations warrior questioned as he strode up to the Skirmishers with his energy sword. The battle was over for the pests.

[hollowsaber]

Project Devils Den: Cerberus-Team ONI Section Three/Zero Joint-OPs. Inside Downed Cruiser; Engine Room

Fenrir growled and snapped the neck of the last Skirmisher that was in his way, and Cerberus Team rose from the shadows of the hallway once again. Plasma scorched the walls, but not a single round of lead had touched the floor. The small team of Skirmishers that dared jump them fell to the shadows one by one, until they all lay with their throats cut and necks snapped. But deeper in, Cerberus saw that his Heretic allies were also under attack.

Cerberus waved the team onwards, and they jogged quickly with their carbines raised. Upon reaching the entrance, the engines cut. The Heretic Elite spun around and called out for a challenge just as Haze and Fenrir broke into sight from the shadows. The two of them took up positions next to the Heretic Grunt, Mimyap. Cerberus moved up slightly behind the group and raised his own weapon.

“Open fire!” The three carbines, even with their silencers, rumbled through the hallway and engine room. From the sudden burst of lead, a handful of Skirmishers were either dropped, or struck.

“Sorry for the lateness!” Cerberus called.
“Had a bit of trouble on the way. Bastards came in behind us.” Cerberus finished his clip and quickly reloaded it.
“Let’s clean up and get out of here.”

[Kenny]

Heretic Special Operations Tavise

Engine Room

Tavise nodded to the humans and brushed some shrapnel off his armor. He then took the quickest exit out of the ship. Upon reaching the last hallway out he activated his communications to the Heretics.

"Rakath we have finished our objective the engines are off. What must we do now?" He asked as he scanned the scene outside. The battle was still raging but much smaller then before. He pulled out a plasma repeater and started spraying the nearby Covenant forces with fire. Tavise then saw a Heretic lance under heavy fire and went to join them against two lances of Covenant forces. He kept firing, waiting for a response from Rakath for further orders.

Covenant Field Master Brna

The field master smashed his fist into the wall upon the loss of a whole creche of Skirmishers. The Inquisitor overpowered even him but that didn't mean Brna approved of his ideas. He sighed before watching the battle. What made the Inquisitor so desperate to send a creche of soldiers to their deaths? Suddenly one of the Ultras he had been talking to earlier sent a message to Brna telling him about how the engines were turned off. The field master roared and slammed his fist into the wall making a large dent. He then hurried to respond telling the Ultra they did their best and switched channels.

"Zora! If you have reached the hangar prepare for orders to kill, do whatever it takes as long as it doesn't result in the loss of more lives." Brna ordered into his microphone before getting a response that the Special Operations soldiers were ready.

"Alright take it slow at first if the Inquisitor wants his fight, he can have it. If he is about to die try to help, but until then ignore him and the Heretic he is dueling until necessary. For now focus on assassinating the highest ranking Heretic around the hanger, then open fire to crush the traitors." He continued as he received another 'yes' from Zora.

Meanwhile in the hanger each member of Zora's team prepared to fight. Zora was going to attempt to kill the one who seemed to be the leader of the guards before his team opened fire. Once it seemed time his entire team would try to bring the leader of the guards down.

"Now.." Zora whispered to his team as he ran camoflauged to the leader of the Heretic guards and jumped into the air next to him, energy knife aimed at his neck. The guard raised a arm at the last second from hearing him coming but it was to no prevail as blood squirted from it's neck. Meanwhile the rest of Zora's team each threw a plasma grenade at the group of guards before taking out their plasma repeaters. The whole special-operations team uncloaked and started fighting every Heretic but the one in the duel with the Inquisitor.

[z]

Rakath V'keelaii

"Tavise, find your way to the hanger. Phma is here with pick-up." He said into his commas he leaped up, his Greatswords over hid head and attempted to cut Til down the middle.

[Kenny]

Heretic Special Operations Tavise

Outside Of Crashed Cruiser

"Tavise, find your way to the hanger. Phma is here with pick-up."

"Alright, I am making my way there." Tavise replied as he sprinted to the location dodging gunfire with his cloak. He pelted a group of Unggoy with a round from his needler as he continued running towards the hanger, guns blazing. Mimyap was behind running with him and he saw the human team who helped them in the back unsure if they were coming with them.

The Special Operations soldier then noticed the duel going on at the Hanger once it was in view. He also saw a team of Covenant soldiers fighting Phma and the others and hoped he reached the Hanger in time to help.

[Huka]

Inquisitor Til 'Muramai

Til looked up at his foe before leaping up against him, squeezing his glaive, causing his blades to flare out as his weapon's hidden magnetic disruptor pulsed out, effectively created to weaken and repulse opposing plasma-may it be projectile or blade-blocking Rakath's blades, wrapping his legs around the most likely surprised Heretic's sides, and using their opposing momentum to angle them around till they were vertical in the air, forcing Rakath to plunge headfirst to the ground, thanks to his larger size.

[hollowsaber]

Project Devils Den: Cerberus-Team ONI Section Three/Zero Joint-OPs. Inside Downed Cruiser; Engine Room

The three man team of ONI Agents fired and covered the Heretics as they exited, holding down the hallway as the Skirmishers attempted to storm the room. Using explosives and a hail of accurate gunfire, the trio were able to successfully hold down the room. Eventually, the last Skirmisher finally fell to the ground, leaving the three Agents with their rifles tightly locked to their shoulders.

“Clear...” Haze whispered.
“Clear.” Fenrir followed.
“Clear. Proceed with secondary objective.” Cerberus nodded to his team members and slid his carbine over his shoulder and across his back. The other two took up positions in the hall.

Cerberus waited until they were set, then approached the Engine Rooms Control panel. He pulled out an awkwardly styled tech-stick from a pouch hidden inside of his extra ammunition holder. Kneeling next to the panel, he pulled a piece of the wall off and exposed the internals of the machine; just as the intel had stated. Sticking the tech-stick inside the core, the screen flashed to life. The blue hue of the screen suddenly turned green, and data sprawled across it.

Standing in front of it, Cerberus starred as the data from the internal systems of the ship were pulled out of the still active circuit. It only took a few seconds, then the screen froze. The freeze lasted for several seconds before the screen shut off and turned black. The engines rumbled slightly, giving off a slight burst of heat, then the screen reactivated a regular blue; just as it was before.

Cerberus yanked the stick from the core and slapped the panel back into place before turning back to his team. Fenrir was twitching slightly at the fingers, moving his trigger-finger on and off his gun. Haze on the other hand looked like a statue in his corner of darkness. He didn’t move at all, and Cerberus didn’t think he was even alive until the Agent looked over at him.

“Data secure. Lets blow it.”

Instantly, the three men moved all across the engine core room, slapping sticks of C7 and C12 all along the walls and on the engines. They placed the sticks on the panel and all across the supports that held the room together, as well as the few exposed wires that were visible. Setting up only took a few minutes as they rapidly just slapped down the explosives and primed them.

“I’m empty.”
“Empty.”

“Let’s move.” Cerberus raised his rifle up and moved down the hallway they had initially came from first, his Carbine up and against his shoulder as the other two followed behind him.

Haze bit his lip, and Fenrir glanced over his shoulder as he reached into his pocket for the detonator. Cerberus, hearing the shuffling, looked back at his team member and shook his head. Fenrir pulled his hand out empty and grabbed onto his rifle again. Turning back into the interior of the Covenant Ship, the team formed a line with Cerberus at point and Haze in the rear. Fenrir took the VIP position, as he had the detonator.

Checking their corners and behind them, the three moved quickly back out of the ship and into the snowy wall that fell outside. The second he stepped out, Cerberus motioned for the team to switch channels, and they did so immediately.

“Blackjack, heading for the LZ.”
“Copy that, Blackjack en route. Meet you there.”

Cerberus glanced back at Fenrir as they began to move off into the snow, and nodded. The eager Agent grinned wide under his visor and pulled the black detonator from his pocket, and quickly flicked it on. Inside the Engine room, all of the primed red lights flashed green. Slamming his finger down, the engine core flashed full of orange and purple light as the massive explosion swallowed the room whole.

“Tertiary objective complete.” Fenrir noted to the team, watching the Covenant ship explode at its rear from his explosion.

“Roger.” Haze and Cerberus answered in unison, keeping their eyes forward as the sound of the explosion reached them. Fenrir turned his head forward and sprinted to catch up as the trio slipped out of the battlezone just as quickly as they came.

[kuran]

(OOC: You weren't supposed to blow up the ship even more Saber...))

Phma 'Refumai
Cruiser Hangar Bay[/u]

Ever the practical Sangheili, Phma simply shot down the first guard to step forward. The overcharged plasma pistol discharged, sending the bolt of glowing energy straight between the mandibles of the roaring idiot. Even before the young warrior's body hit the cool purple deck, Phma stepped forward to face the next opponent.

The hangar had rapidly dissolved into a mass melee, with both sides fighting with their backs to each other and to their enemies. Individual combats had taken precedence over any form of battle line, with only the guards surrounding Rakath's duel maintaining any form of cohesion. The Phantom that had deposited Phma and his troops into the hangar now hovered overhead, with the unggoy in the doorways spraying plasma cannon fire at any warrior that chose to expose himself.

It was into this brawl that Phma stepped. The first attacker charged for him, an energy polearm in his hands, it's glistening tip aimed straight at Phma's stomach. Sidestepping the point, Phma simply reached out and took hold of the hilt of the unwieldy weapon. While it's surprised owner pulled back, attempting to pull free, Phma instead jerked it forward, bringing the warrior close enough for Phma to drive the double prongs of his energy sword straight into the guard's chest.

Yanking the polearm free of it's dying owner's hands, Phma reversed the weapon and brought it down in a mighty blow into the nearest enemy combatant. From behind, Phma could see the weapon embed itself in the neck of the Sangheili, having passed through his skull and brain to get there.

Releasing the weapon, he returned to his own sword, drawing it from the chest of the downed guard and advancing into the fray once more. "Rakath!" He shouted over the clamour of battle. [yellow]"We don't have time for this! We need to get to the control room!"[/color]

[Kenny]

Covenant Field Master Brna
SPACE

The Special operations group led by Zora fought greatly against the heretic forces. One assassin was able to kill two of the guards with a combination of an energy sword before stunning the other and unloading a needler into him.

Meanwhile Zora was fighting another guard. The Heretic fired a plasma rifle directed at the Spec-Ops soldier's head which he dodged before returning fire with his plasma pistol. The pulses were able to cause the guard to lose his shield, which was followed up with Zora running up with his energy sword. The guard rolled, causing Zora to miss and the Heretic shot his plasma rifle. The covenant soldier had now lost his shields too and decided to throw a plasma grenade. It stuck and the guard was silenced.

While in space Brna was enjoying the fight. The inquisitor was holding off the major threat of the bigger heretic while the special operations soldiers kept the other Heretics busy. He ordered Zora to kill the guards before trying to attack the other Heretic leader. Two of the six assassins were lost, causing Brna to roar. Zora was holding off two guards as the other two Covenant warriors fought off another guard.

Heretic Special Operations Tavise
Near Hangar

The Sangheili moved with swiftness as he reached the other Heretic forces. He fired at a lance of Covenant soldiers pursuing him and paused to fight them. He killed two of the three Unggoy with his needle rifle as the Covenant Sangheili ran towards him firing a plasma repeater. Tavise took cover before activating his cloak. Right as the Covenant warrior neared he activated his energy knife. As the other Sangheili passed, Tavise stood up behind him and executed him with his energy knife. With this the Heretic uncloaked and started fighting the other Elite and Unggoy. He decided he needed to get to the hangar immediately, so he killed the other two Covenant with his energy sword.

He was close now and could make out Phma, Rakath and, an inquisitor. Tavise realized it was the same inquisitor he had fought at Templar's Rest a while ago. He knew that Rakath would want to fight the blinded Covenant alone and decided he was going to fight off the Covenant forces trying to attack them. He saw the guards struggling against a team of Covenant assassins but eyed two lances advancing towards the hangar. He took cover, hidden from the rest of the battle, and contacted Rakath.

"Fellow seperatist, what are your orders? I am cloaked inside the hangar and am currently preparing to kill advancing Covenant soldiers. Or should I aid in another way?" Tavise questioned as he pulled out his needle rifle and started firing at a Covenant Sangheili.

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Rakath V'keelaii

"Very well, Phma..." Rakath pushed himself back from Til, making eye contact for a split second before vanishing into active camouflage. Moving silently, he stepped over the bodies of the recent slaughter, moving towards the phantom crash.

Inside he found exactly what was to be expected, Renmee and Kallmee were dead. Kallmee was impaled to the wall by a part of the door, and Renmee, though Rakath could not fully see the body through the broken door, was slumped over the Phantom terminal.

Rakath felt that ache in his chest again, shaking his head, he moved to Kallmee's corpse and lifted up the young warriors favors weapon, a human Sniper Rifle. He would return for their energy swords and helmets later. Make sure to put them in the "Graveyard".

Leaping up atop the flaming Phantom, Rakath blasted out from the flames and got down on one knee, moments later sniper shots echoed in the air as she shot to try and bring down two of the Special Operators that had made themselves known, as well as Til.

When he was reduced to one bullet, the large elite leaped down and landed with a grunt, moving out into the hall and looking back and fourth, and of course, just down a way, there was an Elite Minor and a lance of Grunts all running his direction.

Lighting his Greatsword in one hand, Rakath began to spin and slash. Removing the Minors arms in two swift strikes, and shoving the the of his Sniper Rifle into his jaw and firing the last shot, leaving the weapon sticking out form the Elites throat as he moved to deal with the Grunts. They were easily dispatched and Rakath made his way on, vanishing again into camo.

"I will clear the way, Phma." Rakath grumbled into the comm.