Mission 4 - GROUND BATTLE THREAD

[C3]

C3135-T14
Location: Unknown
Status: Functioning. Repairs recommended.

C3 felt her frustration faded as the creature finally did let her down and travel on her own. She followed it from here until they stopped just a little ways from what appeared to be an exit. She paused and waited at his request. He still had not explained anything to her.

"Hello, C3135 can you hear me? You are currently being held by a covenant of alien species intendead to destroy humanity and we advise you to respond to this message and get away from your captors if you can." The communication channels of the building came to life, startling C3.

Humanity? Covenant? Destroy? Hesitantly, she turned her head to glance at her guide... or was he her captor? Things were growing more and more complicated. She looked him up and down, seeming hesitant.

"What is the meaning of this? Is what they say true?" She inquired of him, her tone faintly distrustful.

[tincanhitman]

Surpus looked at her and shook his head "No artifact, the humans lie to corrupt your judgment, if i were evil would i have naught already killed you?" he asked cocking his head to the side.

[Daenerys Targaryen]

Dr. Victoria J. Harper

No comunications... but she had to be persistant. "Hello C3135? This is Doctor Victoria Jean Harper, the covenant are looking to you for forerunner knowledge to aid the desstruction of humanity. You must cimmunicate back, this is a very urgent matter. Could you see in the room with your casket? Did you notice the dead humans.. all weaponless. or could you see? C3135 please respond." Victoria began to plead again as her and Dani stopped.

Soon the voice of an ODST, recognized as Corporal Furrow anounced he had eyes on the target. "Dani, lets get over there now!!" She demanded as the female spartan picked her up and began to run toward the location of the cummunication.

(( Omega and C3 a human Corporal Furrow just dropped one of your brutes, you should react to that in your next post.))

[Deleted]

Vice Admiral Klix
UNSCS Arizona
In orbit

"Sir, we are getting multiple requests at once!" The Comms officer said, trying to reply. The fact is, for the first time in the mission, both Comm stations were busy and over flowing.
"Sir, I've got the Covenant ships that just warped in!" The Ops officer said.
"Sir, Frigate Victoria is reques... Sir, the Corvett... Sir, ships are asking to fi.. SIR!!!" The Comm's officer screamed, clearly overloaded with requests.

"OPEN A DAMN UNSC WIDE COMM LINE!" The Admiral screamed The Comm's officer silently followed the orders.
"This is Vice Admiral Klix. UNSC Ships are to fire towards the Covenant Vessels that have just warped in so happily. Be aware, we have enough power to SPLIT the planet. UNSC Ship commanders, DO NOT MISS YOUR TARGETS! UNSC Ground Forces, pull away from the forerunner building, however this is not necessary. Fleet commanders, firing solution have been given from my shipboard A.I's your yours." The Admiral said, before manually muting the channel.

The UNSC ships pivoted as a unit, all aiming towards the new Covenant threats.
"Sir, SMAC at 100%!" The Weapons officer yelled.
"Cut it to 75%." The Admiral said, and the weapons officer replied.

No later then seven seconds, a few ships in the UNSC fleet unleashed it's MAC's towards the five new Covenant targets. The target projection had most MAC's, if they did miss, landing on the other side of the planet thanks to gravity and the speed of their travels.

The Arizona shook as the SMAC fired, followed by four Marathon Cruisers, three Destroyers and three Frigates, and soon to be more.
"All UNSC ships, hold fire!" The Admiral said as he un-muted the channel. One SMAC round, and seventeen normal MAC rounds were on target towards the new Covenant Battlegroup.

"Sir, MAC trajectories have all confirmed, they will hit the Covenant ships." Dino informed the Admiral. "Yeah, last time you said that, we missed." The Admiral scoffed back.

[Cabel]

[14th Tactical Response Fleet: Orbital bombardment: UNSCS Passchendaele: Bridge]

“Five Covenant contacts have exited slip space in orbit over the Excavation Site,” Nadezhda reported, her own scanners having worked quicker than the Passchendaele’s being distorted by the planet’s gravity well.

“What? Five Covenant ships? Where’d they come from?” Commander Alice Qelar asked, surprised that no ships in the UNSC Fleet within the system had detected those ships before they had materialized.

“It seems, Commander, those ships had been laying in wait,” Nadezhda said.

“What is the status of the drop?” Matvey asked, not wanting to initiate in maneuvers when they still had dropships aboard.

“The drop is ninety-percent complete,” the Lieutenant at the Operation’s station report, monitoring the combat drop.

“Alert me when the drop is complete, and target those vessels with the MLA turrets ventral and fore. Prepare to set engines to full thrust, and angle our ascent to bearing two-six-zero by zero-eight-zero. Bring us around when we’ve cleared the higher orbit, at a full one-eighty. Make sure we’re clear of the line of sight of the other Fleet ships,” Matvey ordered. “Commander Qelar, as this will be a precision strike coordinate with Nadezhda,” The Passchendaele’s dropships filed out of her dropship bays, and the cruiser pushed out of the parking orbit before passing the higher orbit. The Marathon Class cruiser came about on a full one-eighty, with its twin main cannons aimed at the planet.

“UNSCS Beaver,” Matvey said, opening a com-channel over a secure network to the corvette below the Covenant group. The tactical scanners had detected and identified the corvette, along with the two frigates while the Passchendaele’s combat drop had been in progress. “UNSCS Passchendaele, to UNSCS Beaver…Galina here, set your engines to maximum thrust and get out of there. Get to safety,”

As per Admiral Klix’ orders to target the Covenant vessels within the atmosphere over the Excavation site with a full barrage of the main cannons, Matvey gave the order and both cannons of the Passchendaele fired into the atmosphere targeting the nearest of the larger vessels. The order to cease fire erupted over the bridge’s audio speakers, and as if a single entity the main cannons of the FLEET ships fell into silence even while the Passchendaele's cannons recharged.

[darthsloan]

UNSCS Beaver
In atmosphere
Commander Frost

"Aim our ship toward the battlegroup, prepare to fire but hold until the main fleet stop firing. That way... we can destroy one damaged one before they attempt to fire at us."

He smiled slightly but the smile faded as the ship shook violently as they began firing at them.... meaning... the beaver would not last long.

[C3]

C3135-T14
Location: Unknown
Status: Functioning. Repairs recommended.

"Then please do explain to me what your purpose for me is. I do not care to be-" A deafening crack passed through the calls, sending C3's hearing receptors haywire for a moment. Beside her, she saw one of her other companions drop to the floor as something tore though his neck.

She backed up, clearly mortified by the sight. Looking away before she optical camera could record anymore, C3 searched for the source. What had done this? And why? Was it one of the opposite faction holding out?

"Hello C3135? This is Doctor Victoria Jean Harper, the covenant are looking to you for forerunner knowledge to aid the desstruction of humanity. You must cimmunicate back, this is a very urgent matter. Could you see in the room with your casket? Did you notice the dead humans.. all weaponless. or could you see? C3135 please respond." The communication system came to life once more, calling out to C3. She glanced uncertainly between the walls and her other companion.

She had no seen the sight that this Doctor had spoken, but what if she spoke the truth? One way or the other, C3 no longer felt safe here. "I must go. And so must you," she told the creature. "But I do not think I want to go with you any longer." She backed up against the wall as she spoke.

[Daenerys Targaryen]

Dani-047 and Dr. Victoria J. Harper

Dani pounded onward along the sand, her battle rifle in one and and the professer in her other. It was only a few moments before the reached the becon that was attached to Corporal Furrow. "Corporal!! You are in due for some medles, my recomendation." Called out the scientist as she lowered herself from the Spartan. The Scientist walked with Dani toward the door, the site inside was of the small female girl she had seen in the casket room a dead brute, and one or so more living ones. Dabi imiediatly raised her rifle toward the brutes and waited for them to fire. "Come to us now C3135, we need to leave before more of your capters get here. I fear he might of slain the men and women that were in the room when you left. " She conceaded with a small sigh efore looking back toward the andriod with spit fire in her eyes. "We might loose them to the covenant but not you.. they have destroyed to many of your worlds.. we can't loose you to them. I will explain to you all you need to know." The Doctor pleaded before waving a hand to Dani who shot toward the brute. Hopefully giving the andriod enough time to make a decision without covenant interference.

[darthsloan]

UNSCS Beaver
In atmosphere
Commander Frost

Frost thought for a moment... then took control of the ship manually and pushed the throttle to full thrust. The bridge crew all looked at him strangly as Frost handled every bit of control over the vessel. The vessel shuddered and Sandman reported.

"Engine Number one has been rendered inoperable. Engine number 2 cannot maintain our co-"

Frost shut off the AI, deleted all traces of it before sending out a sort of SOS signal to all other UNSC ships, and pushed the engines as far as they could. He turned the ship downward aiming for a patch of land near the excavation site, hoping the dunes would cushion the ship. "Commander Frost to all crew and marines, brace for impact. We have engine failure and have no choice but the land old fashion way.... Frost, over and out."

Soon there was a loud crash, and he was thrown forward. he managed to survive the crash but he felt numb and slipped into unconsciousness for a few moments. When he awoken, he grimaced in pain when he shifted, seeing a large piece of shrapnel protruding from his thigh.

The rest of the bridge crew... weren't so lucky. Some of them were ripped apart, others with their head crushed in. He dared not linger and and painfully forced himself up and limped his way out of the bridge.

Light smacked him in the face blinding him temporarily before being approached by 3 roughened and armed marines. Luckily one of them was a medic, who removed the shrapnel and patched him up. He learned from them that they had not found survivors and the pelican was trashed.

[Deleted]

The Lieutenant watched as the flaming UNSC Vessel, Frigate FFG-892 UNSC "Victoria" turned and listed towards the ground. She had been struck with a ton of plasma torpedoes.

The Frigate listed to the right, and crashed into the dirt with a burst of flame coming from the split section. It twisted, turned, bent and finally broke in half. The survivors were the two pelicans and the load of combat marines inside them.

"We have orders to fill, they gave us one last order, don't let the commander down." A marine Sergeant spoke in the back towards the pilot, he too watched the UNSC Frigate get destroyed. ***Just then a series of MAC rounds stuck the Covenant vessels. The lead vessels shields exploded and the ship listed towards the planet. The pilot smiled, it was the SMAC round. Then the next Covenant shields flared, overloaded and failed. Second later the sky looked like itself was shielded. The MAC rounds kept coming, ships shields failed and started to let MAC rounds through. A few ships exploded as their engines failed and started to head towards the planet, another one took a MAC round and started to spin horizontally in the atmosphere.***

Overall, all four Covenant vessels were disabled by the UNSC Fleet's Orbital strike, that was the good news. The bad news? They Covenant survivors could help the Covenant take the dig site and potentially an nearly undamaged Cruiser.

((OOC: *** = I can delete this if it was PC NPC ships. ))

[z]

Lucifer-077

Upon hearing the fire and spotting the Covenant, she propped up her sniper and aimed down the scope, nailing a Brute in the knee, and then shooting it twice in the chest.

Leaning back on the Hornet, her head tilted slightly, she watched as a Marine ran away a few meters away from the objective. She wasn't paying attention really. Just waiting to be ordered to protect something more important.

Seeing an Elite getting a bit too close her Sniper went up, and a hole was seen in its head a moment later.

Lucy Grey

Looking back at Jason, she waved bye. Holding up her MA5C she waited for Isin to give orders.

"What are we going to do now?"

[Cabel]

[Planet’s Surface: Excavation Site: Operation: Rescue: Zulu Squad]

Flooring the warthog as it shot across the landscape as the MAC rounds rained down behind them, Mark had managed to get every member of his squad into the back of the vehicle and hoped they’d at least be able to outrun those monsters.

“Sarge, are they firing in atmosphere?” Taffy shouted, over the helmet-mic, clutching the roll-bar behind the cab of the vehicle with both hands.

“What does it look like, Taffy?” Mark asked, over his own helmet-mic focusing on driving.

“It looks like they’re firing in atmosphere. Isn‘t that something they aren‘t allowed to do?” Taffy replied.

“Write a complaint later. Let’s make sure we outrun that cloud,” Mark shouted, not even needing the helmet-mic that time. Forcing his foot harder, the warthog picked up speed while weaving around obstacles and making its way away from the blast zone.

“Hey, Sarge…” Taffy began.

“What?” Mark asked, over the helmet-mic.

“It’s one of ours, going down in the dig site. It looks like it was hit,” Taffy explained.

“One of ours? Hold on tight,” Master Sergeant Mark “Spade” Sorelson warned before turning the wheel over to the right forcing the vehicle into a right hand turn. The vehicle sped forward toward the dig site, and the eight men aboard the vehicle prayed there had been more than body-bags to fill. “Zulu Squad, to any friendly units nearby. We have a downed ship in the dig site,…it’s one of ours. Request possible MedEvac Dust-off. Repeat, any friendly units nearby,” he said, keying his helmet-mic.

Approaching the Excavation site at high speed, it didn’t take long for the warthog to reach the dig site and descend one of the few ramps leading to the bottom of the pit. The size of the downed corvette had been an unexpected sight, and very carefully Mark guided the warthog around the thrown debris. Mark leaped out of the warthog as soon as it stopped followed by the rest of his men, and grabbed what kits they could from the vehicle. He’d begin to direct the rescue operation, hoping someone was alive inside the hull and tried to find ways inside. He’d parked the warthog behind one of the larger pieces of debris, a massive chunk of battleplating while assigning three of his men to stay with the warthog in case Covenant stragglers decided to show.

[darthsloan]

Commander Frost
UNSCS Beaver wreckage

The sound of a warthog rang close through the reports of rifles and plasma weapons. Without warning he limped toward the noise with the marines close behind him. Soon he spotted another marine... thinking they must have saw the ship go down. He looked at his wound and saw that the biofoam was expiring, evidenced by the growing blood stains on the bandage and ripped pants leg. He did feel light headed and could not think straight. He turned his head toward the new marine. "It feels good to see an unscratched face"

[Cabel]

“Easy, Sir. We‘ll get you and the other survivors out,” Mark said, pushing aside what had been a portion of torn battleplating. Private First Class Norman “Taffy“ Leonard helped toss the shredded battleplating aside. “Taffy, get down there and help the Commander,” The Master Sergeant tossed a can of biofome from a medkit to Taffy, as the Private First Class managed to carefully climb down to where the Beaver’s survivors were. “Tend to the Commander’s injury with that,”

“When Taffy saw your ship in a death spiral, we couldn’t leave you to the Covenant. Zulu Squad, at your service, Sir,” Anchoring himself with a foothold, Mark reached down to help carefully lift Commander Frost up to where he was first after Taffy had emptied the can of biofome. The three marines including Taffy followed suit shortly, and Mark let the marine medic among them diagnose the Naval officer. “We have a warthog parked about four meters from here…do you think you can walk, Sir?”

[darthsloan]

Frost smiled slightly and grimacing as they filled his wound up with biofoam. He hated the shit, but it did help to a degree. He admired the marine's manners, but his thoughts were thrown off with one of the surviving marines exclaiming, "Oh Lord... they've got the Victoria!"

He was surprised they could tell who the ship was, but he quickly saw that the name on the front half. He shook his head and pulled himself up and responded. "I can walk.... but what of the other survivors with me?"

[Cabel]

“We’ll continue looking, and request a retrieval team for the Victoria,” Mark replied, not sure how many men they could spare to rescue the crew from downed ships. It wasn‘t that he didn‘t mind help from the Fleet, but…to have ships raining down on you? That would turn anyone‘s hair gray. “Sir, I’m sure these marines will assist you to the warthog. Take it easy, and relax. I have three of my men keeping a handle on things,…you can use the warthog’s CB to call in or report in, I put in a call for other friendly units to assist in recovery operations,…maybe they’ll join up with us. This area’s teeming with Covenant, but we’re putting up a fight,”

“Zulu Squad, to any friendly nearby units. We’ve discovered four survivors from the UNSCS Beaver, and are attempting to search the wreckage further. Rendezvous with us when you can,” Mark said, into his helmet-mic before turning back towards the wreckage of the downed corvette and hopped down into the hole. The two marines that followed were Taffy, and a replacement Private in searching the hull for other survivors.

[darthsloan]

Frost nodded and limped toward the warthog followed by three of Mark's marines. They tried to help him walk, but Frost was stubborn at the moment. I seemed like hours but he finally got there and used the warthog's com system to report in to Admiral Klix, "UNSCS Arizona, this is Commander Frost Reporting in. My ship was swatted from the sky due to engine failure, and I couldn't make it to space. I was forced to crash the ship close the the excavation site, but there was only three survivors. Zulu squad was the first to find us . Do you copy?"

"We read you frost, we're sending a pelican down to pick you up. ETA 20 Minutes."

"Acknowledged, Frost, over and out" With that over with he sat there waiting, listening to the battle take place.

[Dutch]

Staff Sergeant Baker

Plasma was everywhere.

Baker and his squad hand all their hands full, combating the sudden appearance of over a hundred Covenant soldiers, including a shitload of brutes, one of which Baker mowed down with a final burst of fire. Ducking behind cover to reload his rifle, he heard the triple-crack of Patch's rifle, and a hundred yards away, two brutes toppled over with massive holes in their chest.

And then came the message from one of the Spartans. Something about an immensely valuable asset being taken by the Covenant near the dig site, something they had to secure at all costs. Baker shot down a jackal that was getting too close, then chinned his mike.

"Graham, get your team and follow me, we've got to secure the asset. Olson, Stridem, cover us!" Affirmation lights blinked green as they went to work. Baker leaped over the rock, blew away another Grunt, and charged dig site entrance, team behind him. Several Brutes turned to stop them, only to be blown over by the quartet of sniper rounds from Patch. Tossing frags ahead, they mopped up another pair of Brutes and a jackal bluster, then ducked inside the diggings entrance.

Baker stopped before he went five yards. One of the Spartans was already with the asset, who looked like a women wrapped in some sort of light up clothing, glowing green and wearing some odd helmet. Do I address it as a she, or an it? Baker wondered, but decided to be polite. "We're here to help escort you to safety, please come with us." He said, addressing the machine. Then he noticed the brute chieftain next to it. "Drop him!" He yelled, and Baker and five other MA5's and shotguns opened fire on the remaining brute.

[C3]

C3135-T14
Location: Unknown
Status: Functioning. Repairs recommended.

C3 looked away from the creature as the sound of footsteps came from one side of her. More creatures, but of different race. Her creators? No. Humans as she now recognized them. Good, her memory files were already beginning to fix themselves, but her confusion still lingered. But one of them looked more like.... like her own race. An NGA? No... that wasn't right either. This one was lower tech.

"Come to us now C3135, we need to leave before more of your capters get here. I fear he might of slain the men and women that were in the room when you left." A female human next to the NGA-like creature spoke to C3. "We might loose them to the covenant, but not you.. they have destroyed to many of your worlds.. we can't loose you to them. I will explain to you all you need to know."

C3's eyes narrowed, something that could be seen through the shrinking eye-glows through her black visor. At first, she said nothing, only taking a hesitant step toward them. A male human stepped forward toward her as she did so, causing her to pause.

"We're here to help escort you to safety, please come with us," he told her.

C3 looked between the humans and back the creature behind her, then back to the humans once more. "If I go with you... I am putting my trust into you. This is ONLY because you are like The Creators. However, I assure you, should I find that you have lied to me, I will make sure you regret. If that it understood, I am ready to leave with you when you wish." She told them. Her voice may have sounded like a child's, but at that moment, she sounded genuinely intimidating.

[unsc]

//OOC: All UNSC ground team's are to push to the objective and secure the structure and objective, you may use heavy armor peices in your post's if you please just run it by me-WAX-\\

//OOC: SECOND NOTE- A blinding sandstorm is rolling in from the west side of the structure, be aware the structure entrance is on the east so the structure will be hit first before ground teams, I will let you know in a post when it actually hits\\

//General Robert Sink//
//LOCATION: UNSCS Arizona-Observation Deck//

"The Covenant are WHAT!?"

Yelled the General from half way across the observation deck before storming over to a holo-table.

"The Covenant are inside the structure and as far as we can tell have secured the package... We have heard nothing from our boy's on the ground it is all satelite intel for now"

"Get me contact with ground forces now! And send in heavy armor unit's I don't want the Covenant leaving this place with the package, especially not in one peice!"

"Affirmative"

The young Lieutenant rushed to another post on the Observation deck and tuned in with FLEETCOM and opened up a frequency to all ground forces so that the General could speak with them.

"You're in Sir"

The general snatched the COM and began to speak into it in a pissed off tone.

"Why the fuck! Can I see thoes Covenant bastards inside the construct we have spent three year's trying to dig this shit out of the ground, this was ment to be an easy mission people! I want all UNSC forces at the excavation site, push into the excavation, secure the construct and bring back the package! Heavy armor and grizzly's will be flown down to support you, Shortsword bombing run's are also available"

"Alright Lieutenant, patch me in with both Captain Lloyd team's"

The Lieutenant fiddled with his controls on the COM's desk once more before lifting a closed fist and perking a thumb up the General then proceeded to speak a second time.

"Marine and ODST Captain Lloyd, I want you to move both of your company's into the excavation and secure a perimiter around the structure, make sure you secvure the perimiter to your six aswell, be aware marine reinforcement's will be ferried down for reinforcement"

The General dropped the microphone before turning to an Operations Officer.

"Send three Scorpion tank's down aswell and marine reinforcments, I want that package!"

[hollowsaber]

Arbiter Suliam Quart'ai Blade Of The Prophets Near the Exit of the Structure

Both rifles sputtered Plasma towards the human, flaring all around to block him from advancing. Suliam growled low, then finally reached the Mgalekgolo pair. A light tap against their sheilds made Suliam turn. The bond brothers separated themselves for only a moment as the Arbiter moved through. The Artifact was in danger... The sound of human sniper rounds echoed down the hall as he moved as fast as he could.

Slowly, the light at the end by the entrance became larger and larger. As he closed, the warriors shields finally recharged to their max, and he activated his cloaking system. The Arbiter moved up closer and closer, but finally paused and waited, stepping into the shadows... There was something curious about this... And the Arbiter had some questions he would need answered.

* * * * * * *

Corporal Jake Furrow Sniper of TF77 Retrieving the Package

The Trooper paused, leveling his rifle on another Brute for a moment as the conversation echoed up and down the hall. The Covenant were closer then them, and if the Android tried to move to the humans, there was a high chance that she would be attacked. Furrow would not have that...

With a click, the bullet as placed onto the riveted-barrel and set to fly. The ODST leveled the rifle and moved the rifle to the torso of another Brute. Two others were around it to protect the Android... He would need to be quick. The scientist would not like this one bit...

Two cracks echoed from his rifle as Furrow blasted two explosive .50 caliber rounds again into the hall. The rounds were sent directly for the core of the first Brute. He twisted right, then fired another two rounds into the next brute. Before firing on the last, Jake side-stepped into the door and raised his rifle to the last Brute. He started to inch forward, but as he did so, the Trooper slapped a 5-inch roll of C-12 on the entrance.

Furrow shot twice, emptying the clip towards the final brute before he dropped the rifle, sliding it back behind him. The Trooper drew his M6G from his thigh, along with his Combat Knife. The trooper leveled the pistol on his wrist and fired suppression shots with the explosive rounds inside of the clip.

[Wax™]

//Staff Sergeant Jason Bowers\\
//DELTA DESTROYERS\\
//Four miles west of objective\\

Jason closed his eye's and slammed on the break as he heard the following message ring across the COM's.

"Why the fuck! Can I see thoes Covenant bastards inside the construct we have spent three year's trying to dig this shit out of the ground, this was ment to be an easy mission people! I want all UNSC forces at the excavation site, push into the excavation, secure the construct and bring back the package! Heavy armor and grizzly's will be flown down to support you, Shortsword bombing run's are also available"

Jason sighed, this would mean he would have to drive all the way back to the excavation and finish his patrol, Jason looked up and looked left and right before facing west, he squinted his eye's before standing ontop of his seat.

"Private? You got eye's on?"

"Affirmative Staff Sergeant"

"Is that?"

"I think so Sergeant"

Jason slammed his closed fist into the roll bar and slid back into his seat before turning on the Warthog's built in COM, he grabbed the hand held microphone and lifted it to his mouth, pressing a button on it before speaking into the hand peice, the radio currently tuned to Captain Sierra Lloyd's Company.

"Captain I got eye's on a huge sandstorm about five miles out from the AO, it is thick and moving faster than the wind, my patrol is four miles out from the AO and are heading back now, how copy?"

"Let's get the fuck out of here"

Jason remarked before slamming his boot down on the accelerator and turning the Warthog around 180 degree, he then motioned for the rest of the four hog patrol to follow him back, going like the devil Jason weaved through rock's and boulders trying to outrun the approaching sand storm.

[Daenerys Targaryen]

Dani-047 and Dr. Victoria J. Harper

Victoria almost cried when she saw marines coming in on foot behind them. Thank god they had made it.. but if the other spartans were still inside that meant that the large alien was probably still there too.

"If I go with you... I am putting my trust into you. This is ONLY because you are like The Creators. However, I assure you, should I find that you have lied to me, I will make sure you regret. If that it understood, I am ready to leave with you when you wish." Spoke the androd in it's sweet but very intimidating small voice.

"Yes you have my word on behalf of the human race." She stated before holding out her hand toward the andriod and Dani stepped past the scientist to grab C3135 but first she would need to make her way down the hall.. But before that could happen the ODST Corporal Furrow and a squad of UNSC forces opened fire on the brutes and threw charges at the entrance. Dani decided to folow the ODST inside, "You sure about this?" She asked.

Around that same time Pelicans began to decend, both of the big green birds landed in the sand and opened up it's bay and small marine contingent of 12 hopped out. These pelicans were definatly for their escape. "Silas, come in Silas, Victor, Lucifer, Jethro. Still alive?" Victoria asked over comms.

[Huka]

With some difficulty, moreso with the Unggoy, Til led his warriors through the sandstorm. "This storm is going mad, I can't see a thing!" Skor yelled over the winds. Til looked back at his newest apprentice and asked, "Do you see anything?"

[darthsloan]

"Do you see any thing?

He attempted to see further with no prevail. Sounds of battle raged on all around them, but he could hardly see. He did here the hum of a human aircraft. He assumed it was what humans called a "Hornet". He assumed this based on the constant jet sound, and that the sound seemed to be placed in the air. He did see some figures ahead, which seemed to be in conflict, though whether they were comrades or not, he could not tell. "There are feint figures ahead....... and a human aircraft above us for what I can tell"

[Daenerys Targaryen]

Sergeant David Williams ODST

"Sarge, were almost there." Huffed Susie as Jaded Venom suqad continued to hike up to the forerunner structure. Their jobs were to protect the archeological team, they were unsure of what was going on in the structure untill the UNSC forces recieved orders to secure it. The squad had watched most of the outside confluct like the metal roof being torn into by MLA turrets and warthogs that had to hold spartans diving into the building. The squad's top marksmen Susie even thought she saw a woman crawl from one of the cracks in a side of the structure and limp away.

So the entire squad of ODST began to hike up toward the back of the structure, not wanting to run into the covenant forces in the front of the building. "Dr. Victoria Harper... -static- can you hear me? This is Jaded Venom squad.. -static- we are heading toward the complex.. -static- this sand storm is becoming a pain in the ass..." He reported as he continued to walk.

[hollowsaber]

Arbiter Suliam Quart'ai Blade Of The Prophets Near the Exit of the Structure

The asset was being taken, and the Humans outnumbered the warrior. The Chieftain’s guards had failed, and the Arbiter had failed as well. His time was depleted here, and now it was time for him to leave. Suliam prepped his blades, and scanned for holes in the Human’s group. There was another Demon in the door, as well as other soldiers. Blood would be spilt on his exit... but it was better then simply running out...

“Arbiter, we are here to retrieve you. The Prophets request that you return alive!” A pilot called out as two Phantom Gunships swiveled from the sky.

The exit began to blaze with plasma fire as the two Phantoms engaged the humans blocking the door. Remaining camouflaged, Suliam sprinted forward, vaulting over the corpses of the dead Jiralhanae as he moved at full speed for the door. Both blades in hand, the Arbiter activated the two and sprang forward against the first Demon. He kicked his feet against the warrior’s chest and kicked him to the ground before bouncing off into the middle of the Human soldiers. He swung violently into the mass, then vaulted backwards, rolling backwards in the air into the sand.

The warrior slid several feet then deactivated one of his swords, as well as his cloaking device. The first gunship spun about as the second continued to rain covering fire, and Suliam jumped into the gravity lift, holding one blade out still as he began to rise up into the belly of the craft..

((OOC: kinda GMed out of this but don't worry. If you don't want anyone to die then just dodge. I don't really care... I just wanna fight SC >.>))

[Daenerys Targaryen]

Dani-047, Dr. Victoria J. Harper, Sergeant David Williams

Dani slowly began to walk in and then suddenly out of no where two phantoms came from the North end of the structure and opened fire. Imediiatly Dani pushed Dr. Harper behind a rock and opened fire on the two phantoms as did the the squad of marines from the Victoria. dani's contrabution was soon short lived as a cloaked mass whammed into her and pushed her to the ground before violently swinging into the suqad of marines, instantly killing 4 and horribly maiming 2 others. "Fuck.." Dani moaned as the two pelicans the phantoms seemed to igore began to hover and jetted off, only to turn right back around and upon up fire with their rotary canons onto the phantoms, peppering them in hopes they would stop firing on the squad.

Soon the survivors of the squad and Dani hid behind rocks and returned small amounts of return fire.

"What the hell?.." Asked Susie Bicrholt as the ODST squad Jaded venom entered the site of Victoria's last communication. Two phantoms hung on the air and fired at humans taking refuge in rocks while two pelicans had just flown past to turn again for another fire run.

"Shit, open fire on those Phantoms!!" Called out David as 12 more humans began to unload on the large floating masses.

"Silas, Victor, anyone!! Two phantoms got us pinned." Called Dani into Squadcom before ducking out behind her cover and firing a round of her BR55 toward the tractor beam of the Phantom.

"C3135!!! Stay inside, if you can hear me!!" called out Victoria into Dani's comms.

[Dutch]

Staff Sergeant Baker

The Spartan in front of them was suddenly knocked to the ground just as a pair of phantoms descended and opened fire.

"Fuck! Find cover!" Baker yelled as he had his men ducked out of the boiling plasma's path. He heard the hiss of an energy sword, and saw as Olson's left hand was suddenly seared off his body. The big Slav let out a hellish scream of agony as he hit the ground.

Looking frantically for the target, Baker barely caught a shimmering shape, which dissolved into a massive Elite as it jumped into the gravity lift of one of the phantoms. Baker let loose a burst of fire at it, but it was soon gone from site. Turning back to Olson, he saw Warren jamming a painkiller into his arm. He need an evac though, he was in no shape to keep fighting. "I have a seriously wounded trooper here, we need a medevac ASAP!" He barked into the radio, hopefully a pelican would be available to transport Olson out. If not, well, then the big Slav would just have to tough it out.

Victor 126

Victor heard Dani calling for assistance, and ground his teeth in frustration. The rocket launchers they'd brought had been wrecked in the attack, and it seemed so was the rocket turret on the trashed 'hog. And with two Hunters guarding the exit, well, they needed some more serious firepower.

He finished gunning down the last of the grunts inside, then cocked his shotgun and leveled it at the Brute Chief the ONI operative was fighting, and send two more shells into it. At the same time he raised Silas.

"Gold One this is Gold Two, we need some serious firepower done here ASAP, two hunters blocking the door and our heavy firepower is FUBAR."

[SuperCommando]

CPO SPARTAN-009 (Silas)

Planet Artifice

Forerunner structure

Inbound Phantom dropships appeared on the horizon, their dark shapes silhouetted in front of the massive brown clouds of the looming sandstorm rolling across the planet’s surface. He had provided a platform for Lucifer to snipe from until this point, but no more. He lowered the Hornet gently to the sandy ground behind the structure.

“This is where you get off,” he ordered her. It was too dangerous to engage those Phantoms with an exposed passenger. Once she dismounted the aircraft, Silas took to the sky once more and moved to head off the enemy.

Rising to a height well above the structure so as to avoid infantry fire, he ensured that he and his airborne quarry were alone. As the gap between him and the Covenant dropships closed, plasma fire erupted from their turrets and cannons, forcing him to strafe, dip, and sway through the air. His nimble craft’s turbofan gimbles and flaps moved furiously to keep up with the SPARTAN’s maneuvering. He played keep-away around one of the Phantoms, always keeping one of the Phantoms in the middle between himself and the other one so they couldn’t both shoot him at the same time.

"Gold One this is Gold Two, we need some serious firepower done here ASAP, two hunters blocking the door and our heavy firepower is FUBAR," Came Victor's voice over the COM.

"Sorry Gold Two, I'm a little busy right now..." Silas replied, his attention completly focused on not getting shot down.

Plasma fire lanced by the cockpit. Although he so far managed to avoid any direct hits, the occasional shot managed to slash by, dealing superficial damage. Silas returned fire, locking on and firing his missiles as well as unleashing a torrent of autocannon fire.

As they exchanged fire, their aerial battle drifted closer and closer to the structure. One of the dropships broke formation and dove at the ground while the other remained to confront Silas’s Hornet. He gritted his teeth. He couldn’t let the enemy escape!

“Get… out… of… my… way!” Silas growled. He pulled the trigger, sending another pair of missiles streaking at the Phantom. They arced through the air, detonated against its purple hull, and transformed the craft into a giant blue fireball and raining slag.

Reaquiring the remaining Phantom, Silas hit full throttle and entered pursuit. It was already extracting ground forces… the shape of that mysterious elite was rising up the grav lift into its belly.

“Oh no you don’t…” Silas muttered. There was no way he would be able to destroy the Phantom in time now, so he angled the nose of the Hornet towards the grav lift instead, leading the Elite with the intent of splattering it mid-air just before the dropship swallowed it up. The Hornet’s turbofans whined as the aircraft shrieked through the air, faster and faster, collision imminent…