BBJynne: rising storm by Vigil/spartan grey
the only one i've read since last contest
(i know i have a rule about fan-fics but i do read when something takes my fancy, not if it's advertised)
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Here's a little taster from it. (Sorry for the lack of spacing, sometimes this computer is retarded.)
Chapter 12
June 2561
Abroad UNSC destroyer Fall from Grace
Kyle stood uncomfortably on the bridge of the Fall from Grace tensing as much as he could in the MJONLIR armour would allow.
For the last two years, they had been getting used to the augmentations, and the loss of the friends who did survive. He had been there with the rest the day after as they laid down his comrades to there final resting place. The other survivors were there, most confined to wheelchairs and life support machines, crippled and with a horrible life a head of them. Kyle felt sorry for them, but he decided long ago to go on, as there as no point dwelling on them, when he could become a Spartan, and continue. It was best for humanity and the greater good.
They had been trained to use the augmentations, and he had noticed how much he had changed due to them. He was now six feet tall, and if you saw him, you would have thought he was an eighteen year old, when in fact he was still only fourteen. He was lean, muscular, and looked like a regular marine under that armour. They had been introduced to it a few weeks after the augmentation process, the towering green armour, looked almost godly towering over the children.
Two years later, he was wearing that armour, with the rest of blue team standing on the bridge, almost unreadable in their armour. The captain moved up the closest Spartan and said ‘were almost at Hydra gamma II, I hope your ready.’ He looked into the Spartan’s Visor, seeing a reflected version of himself staring back.
‘Understood Captain Nelson, were ready, if you need us we’ll be in the Hangar.’ said Caspian. He had really become a good leader over the last two years, and the augmentations, had made him as a good a soldier as the rest of them.
The Spartans vacated the bridge and made there way down to the hangar. They activated their private com channel, so only they could hear each other.
‘So what do you think about the mission?’ Caspian asked, moving passed two astonished marines.
‘Look like a milk run, just head onto the planet and find out why the colony isn’t responding, simple.’ Shen said.
‘Oh, come on Shen, how many movies, have you seen, we they think it’s a blue milk run, and suddenly a big tentacle comes out of nowhere and then monster picks everybody off, it’s such a cliché’ Alex replied.
‘I have to agree with Alex there.’ Peter added.
‘What? About the monster is going to get us?’
‘No, that there is something bad happening at the colony, and we could be heading towards a nasty surprise.’
‘One, wait two, no three, big monsters! ’Alex replied.
‘Calm it, Alex we could be heading for a nasty surprise, so keep your eyes out when we touch down.’ Caspian said as they entered the hangar.
At this point Kyle thought about the mission, their first real deployment. It was simple, find out why a colony on the edge of human territory had stopped communicating. The colony was one of humanities first new colonies after the war and was protected by an orbital defence grid, similar to the one on Earth.
As they picked up their weapons, and headed into the pelican, Kyle to a deep breath, as a sense of fear and excitement hit him. He checked his MA5C, strapped it to his back and sat in the seat, two marines either side of him, looking at him with awe.
The bay opened and they dropped towards the planet, a shimmering orb of blue and green, but now it had a red glow as fires burnt out of control on the planet. This looked bad.
‘We’ll head to the centre of the city, head towards the outpost and try find out what happened. Caspian said his voice roaring over the engines of the pelican.
‘What about survivors?’ Kyle asked.
‘We’ll lay down a beacon and drop them off there and the pelican can pick them up. Our main priority is to find out what happened. Understood?’
‘Yes sir!’ The marines and Spartans said in unison.
‘Landing in five’ the pilot said. They was a loud whining noise, as the thrusters, lowered the pelican to the ground, the door opened and the Spartans filed out taking defensive positions. Kyle looked around. He had seen pictures of the colony in vids in the briefing, but it looked beautiful, now it looked like a warzone. Broken buildings, the foul stench of death in the air, it unnerved him for a second. He then put it out of his mind and focused on his job, and his training.
‘Looks clear Caspian, let’s move up.’ Kyle said raising his weapon and looking for hostiles.
‘Agreed. Shen! Alex! Move up and take point.’
‘Yes sir!’ They said in unison as they headed forward deeper into this ghost town. Caspian turned to the marines and said ‘We’ll go on ahead and scout the area, set up here and we’ll give you the all clear.’
‘Understood sir.’ The marines said, saluted and took up defensive positions around the LZ.
They headed deeper into the city; a nav point was put up twenty meters ahead of him, towards a building with the UNSC’s insignia. The outpost.
‘Shen. Alex. Sit-rep.’
‘All quiet around the outpost, nothing, no sign of any people.’ Shen said.
‘No signs my side either, this is creepy Caspian, I think Peter may be right for once.’ Alex said, sounding a little nervous.
‘All right you to meet us at the front of the outpost; we’ll stick together and cover each other’s asses.’
The met up at the front and the marines were given the all clear and moved up. They entered the building and looked around. The once clean tidy barracks was dirty, with lockers on the floor and bullet holes in the walls. They moved towards to the com-centre. They moved quietly, carefully, and Kyle kept one eye on his motion tracker.
They reached the terminal. Caspian gave a nod and Shen got to work and Alex and Peter moved to cover him.
‘It’s been locked down tight, give us a sec…. Got it we’re in.’
‘Go to the last recording; see if it has anything useful.’
‘Got it, you might want to hear this.’
‘Put it on audio, so we can all here it.’
Shen put in a command and the recording started.
‘This is Corporal Jason Williams, we are under attack! They came out of know where, launched drop ships…can’t hold out long….Oh God there here! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!’
‘It just stops after that sir, no com messages after that.’ Shen was obviously shaken, they all were.
Caspian took command of the situation and said ‘Spartans focus! Let’s get looking keep an eye out we don’t want anything creeping up on us, let’s move!’
They moved deeper into the outpost, where they started o find bodies, lots of bodies, they all looked like they had been dragged there. Then there was movement on Kyle’s sensor, something big, it was heading right for them. A wall to the rear of them was smashed to pieces, knocked two of the marines nearby to the ground.
It looked like a massive gorilla, in blue body armour. Kyle recognised it a brute.
‘OPEN FIRE!’ Five MA5C’s opened up, tearing into the creature, ripping his armour to shreds. Blood poured from it as it collapsed. Kyle’s sensor, buzzed with contacts. Hundreds more moving to their position.
Caspian open a com link and said ‘Captain? Do you read me this is Caspian-142, we are under attack by brutes, we need evac know!’
Captain Nelson replied ‘we know, three covenant capital ships just dropped out from slipspace, they dropped phantoms inbound on your position.’
End of Chapter 12
Chapter 13
June 2561
UNSC Destroyer Fall from Grace –Orbiting Hydra Gamma II
Captain Charles Nelson looked out the blue and green planet his ship orbited. He mopped his wrinkled brow and thought. He was an average height, with greying hair, and stubble. He was from a privileged family, who had a tradition of joining the navy. The were also rumours, that his ancestor was the great Admiral Horatio Nelson, who had been such an important role in the sea battles against Napoleon. He had never believed this illustrious heritage, but it was comforting to know he may be related to one of the best. He hoped it would help know.
Outside the main viewport, he could see them: Three bulbous ships bearing down on them. He knew what they were. Every member of the UNSC would recognise them; the distinctive shape of a covenant capital ship, flanked by two destroyers had been seen so many times in the war.
Nelson had fought these kinds of ships before, but never on his own, with the numbers on his enemies’ side. He took a moment to asses the situation, and gave out his orders.
‘All hands, battle stations, get the MAC online, and prep the missiles.’
‘Aye sir.’ Numerous members of the crew replied, rushing to their tasks.
‘Get us in range, but move to the right, at point 0-45’
The ship roared underneath his feet as it accelerated to meet the ships head-on, then at the last second, it turn and dived to the right, putting itself between the destroyers and the capital ships’ line of fire.
The ships in their eagerness to eliminate their prey had already charged there plasma batteries, the colours changing from blue to scarlet red as the plasma arced from the ships. The blue fire turning to hit the slender ship. But the plasma met with one of the destroyers, its shields glowed red, failed and the plasma hit home, and ripped the ship in two, fire spraying from it as it sped out of control. The plasma from the ship narrowly missed the Fall from Grace and missed by inches.
‘***, nice move sir!’ One of the lieutenants said.
‘It’s not over yet, fire the MAC right into that Capital ship!’ Nelson replied.
The MAC fired the round slammed against the Capital ships shields and they held. It replied by firing another volley of plasma torpedoes.
‘Evasive action!’
The Fall from Grace dodged and weaved as it danced dangerously close to the barrage, as the two remaining ships let out a huge barrage of torpedoes.
‘MAC Recharged and ready at 90%’ the weapons officer said.
‘Return fire, once the shields are down open up an archer strike at the wound.’ Nelson stared unblinking at the two ships, daring them to get him.
The MAC fired again and this time it did the trick, the shields glowed once more, but they collapsed and it hit home tearing into its silvery hull and left a gapping hole in the side of the ship. They open up and Archer missiles flew into the hole and twenty small explosions impacted the unprotected hull, right in the hole. It tore into the hole making it wider and opening more of it to space. The Capital ship moved away from the barrage, turning uncontrollably towards the remaining destroyer. The two ships collided the shields on the destroyer, rippled as they met the hull of the other covenant vessel and the ship exploded, sending shockwaves they shook the entire ship under Nelson’s feet. When the screen cleared from the blast, they was only the one crippled destroyer, and it was retreating.
‘Pursuit course Captain?’ The navigator asked.
‘No. We need to get our men of the ground first, send out the pelicans and send out some hawks and longswords to support them.
‘You do realise we need to be in the atmosphere to deployed the hawks and this ship isn’t rated for atmospheric flight. The science officer said.
‘I’m a where of that but if we don’t move now, those soldiers are dead, so they need all the help they can get. Plot a course to get us into the atmosphere now.’
‘Yes sir!’ The navigation officer said as the ship dived towards the planet.
They had done their part; know he just hoped the Spartans had done theirs.
End of Chapter 13
Chapter 14
June 2561
Hydra Gamma II- In the ruins of the UNSC command post
‘Time to go!’ Caspian said as he started running, pushing the marines to keep up. Kyle’s motion sensor was clogged with contacts; he couldn’t believe there were so many of them.
They made it outside and took up defensive positions at the LZ. Caspian put down the flare and a pillar of smoke rose to be seen by the patrolling pelican.
A dropship could be heard as a phantom whooshed overhead; its cannons send the marines scurrying to better cover. The doors opened and Brutes poured out followed by more coming out of the command post. The Spartans opened fire, the co-ordinated fire of there MA5C’s tore through the armour of the closest brutes. They collapsed under the fearsome barrage, but more filed in behind them. Alex threw a grenade, which landed in the middle of the advancing column. The blast sent brutes flying, and the survivors were stunned, there armour smoking and blackened.
The marines took this opportunity to take some down there weapons dropping these brutes in seconds. Yet still more came, walking over the bodies of their former comrades without a second glance.
Kyle took cover as a barrage of spikes whizzed passed his head, taking out half his shields. He reloaded, what for the meter to read fully charged and popped back up, taking another two brutes by surprise, giving him the chance to fire the armour-piercing rounds into them. He checked his ammo count. 3 bullets in his MA5C, and two more mags left. He cursed under his breath as he reloaded again, timing it with firing of the marines.
‘We can’t hold out much longer Caspian, what should we do?’ Peter said and he rolled to avoid a nearby spike grenade.
‘Hold the line! We just have to hold out a little longer… *** it!’ As the brutes turned there attention on the marines and threw a volley of spike grenades, devastating their dwindling numbers.
Kyle made a mad dash to the marines’ position, with Shen and Alex, giving covering fire, taking out a few brutes along the way. He checked them. Only two of the original twenty were still standing, firing everything they had. Five were injured. The rest were dead. He took a moment to gather ammo, and then opened fire again.
As many brutes fell to the steam of bullets, there always seem to be five more behind them, rushing in from the cloud of smoke surrounding them. Kyle made a dash back to the other Spartans, as the brutes let of another volley of spike grenades.
‘Watch out, big guy coming in!’ Alex shouted over the gunfire, dodging enemy fire.
She was a right. A large brute in black armour with red around the joints appeared. It had an elaborate headdress and a massive hammer charged at them.
‘Chieftain! Focus your fire on him, take him down.’ Five MA5C’s tore into the armour, but he kept coming, as he roared a fearsome battle cry, even as bullets shot passed him. He was almost on top of them when a large 50.Cal machine gun opened up above them. The bullets ripped into the brute, dropping it in a matter in seconds. The pelican had returned, firing everything it had at the advancing brutes, mowing them down.
‘To the pelican, go go go!’ Caspian said as they ran to the pelican, leaping inside and keeping their weapons trained on the brutes. Shen took the 50.Cal and kept them at bay as the pelican roared into the air, two hawks shot by, engaging two banshees that had risen up to pursue them. For the first time since he had seen the brutes, Kyle relaxed a bit.
‘***, that was to close. Any idea what those big apes wanted?’ Alex said, taking off her helmet and inspecting it, looking for damage.
‘No idea, but they weren’t very happy when we showed up, so it can’t be good.’ Caspian replied looking at all of them.
The pelican left the atmosphere and flew towards the Fall from Grace.
Kyle wondered what the brutes had wanted, and why they had attacked the colony, he had a bad feeling about this.
End of Chapter 14
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