[Halo] New! San Angeles RPG

[Naked Crook]

Jennifer nodded, as she copied down the coordinates on her PDA. Jennifer: Copy that Jacob. I have your location. Jennifer paused. Jennifer: Jacob...my advice is to find something to hold onto...and get clear of any electronic equipment. I am about to come knocking...rather...I am coming to kick the door down. Jennifer paused. Jennifer: Stand by Jacob... Jennifer muted the comm line, as she looked at the weapon's officer. Jennifer: Ensign...I need every SHiva warhead we have slotted for deployment. Arm them all, and lock our weapon on the following coordinates. Jennifer paused. :Jennifer: 129 by 17 degrees, 347 by 112 degrees, 155 by 76 degrees...adjust targeting parameters at a veolicty of 122 by 19 degrees. Firing pattern Bravo-Theta. The tactical officer nodded. Tactical Officer: Bravo_Theta confirmed ma'am. Ready to fire on your command... Jennifer nodded. Jennifer: Comms...open a channel to our pelicans. Priority 1. Jennifer paused. She waited for the go-ahead from the comms officer. Comms Officer: Go ahead ma'am...you are live. Jennifer: All Pelicans...this is Captain jennifer Frost...this is a priority 1 message! Abort mission! There has been a change in logistical information! Abort mission! All points...confirm!

[Hells Sniper]

Jacob heard what Frost was yelling on the comms and smiled, things were actually moving at a better pace than usual. Jacob had to get Anaconda ready, he had to get him some weapons. But for now, he had to bunker down, he had to get ready for a hit. Jacob looked around and made sure he had all his weapons. He looked around and ran over to the cot, sliding underneath it. Jacob: Captain, you better make this quick. Anyone finds me like this, they're gonna start asking questions. Meanwhile: The team's from Harrison ship were following Nighthawk's vulture but on hearing Frost's voice Ice looked at Athios. He nodded. Ice: This is Sergeant Ice of Strike Team Diamond. All teams...abort mission. I repeat all teams, abort, fall back! Athios hit the hull of the pelican and within a few moments it began to slow down. All seven pelicans from the Inferno did the same as they began to fall back from position.

[Kairu]

Arman and Fireteam Harmony heard the abort from Frost. Arman: "Fireteam Harmony, aborting mission, Ma'am." Robertson and Axlon looked at Arman and then at each other. Robertson: "What do you think they found?" On the Ulterior Motive, Hammer Team had let the livefeed on Fireteam Harmony play on the holotable. When they heard the abort, it piqued everyone's interest. Thor stood up, approaching the table, the rest of Hammer Team closing in too. Thor: "What's going on? Why are they aborting their mission?" Ullr: "Something's going on in the UNSC." Thor pressed a button to radio the bridge. Thor: "Director Spender, the UNSC is pulling back on their mission, they're aborting, Sir."

[Naked Crook]

Nighthawk also heard the abort. He was very confused as to why such an order would be given. Tye, who also heard the order, entered the cockpit of the Vulture, as he looked at Nighthawk, and spoke directly to him. Tyber: Break us off. I am going to signal our abort confirmation with Captain Frost. Nighthawk sighed, as he adjusted his heading, and he broke off with the other Pelicans. Tye, on the other hand, contacted Jennifer viat the open comm channel. Tyber: I can confirm an abort Jennifer. We are breaking off. There was silence over the comms for a moment, before Jennifer continued speaking. She spoke on an open frequency, so every Pelican and every team could hear her. Jennifer: I need all Pelicans to withdraw, and return to orbit. Plot a course for the following coordinates... Jennifer paused. Jennifer: 129 by 17 degrees, 347 by 112 degrees, 155 by 76 degrees. I need all ships converging on that location. Nighthawk chimed in over the comm. He was very forward with his questioning. Nighthawk: This better be good Jennifer. We were just about to engage The Trust... Jennifer: Believe me Nighthawk...this is as good as it gets. Just keep your eyes on those sensor readouts. Meanwhile: Spender, who was on the bridge of The Ulterior Motive, heard the update from Hammer Team. He quickly responded via the comm system. Spender: We are seeing the same thing up here Hammer Team. The question is...why are they falling back... Just as Spender said this, one of the bridge officers turned to face Spender. Sensor Officer: Director Spender! I think we have a problem... Spender looked at the sensor officer. Spender: What is it? Snesor officer: We have...multiple incoming projectiles... Spender became wide eyes, as he jumped out of his chair, and ran over to the sensor officer. He could see that there were 48 Shiva warheads, all closing in on his position. Spender: Oh...shit... Spender frowned, as he glared at his helm officer Spender: Hard to port! Bring the engines up to full power, and break this position! The helm officer carried out the order as quickly as it was given. The helm officer blue-shifted the engines, as the Ulterior Motive took evasive action to move out of the projected blast zone. The Ulterior Motive had managed to clear the main blast zone, but the firing pattern used by the King Raven was a very wide dispersal. The successive detonations of SHiva warheads resulted in a light blanket of EM radiation, which was not dense enough to black out sensors, but strong enough to interfere with the fine-tuned mechanics of THe Ulterior Motive's stealth generator. The Ulterior Motive was now exposed. On the bridge of The Ulterior Motive, Spender was on edge. He knew exactly what Captain Frost was aiming to do. He held his breath, waiting for the one report that was going to make or break her efforts. Operations Officer: Director SPender...The Stealth generator is offline. They can see us. We are visible... Spender scoffed, as he slammed his fist on one of the terminals. Spender: Fucking ONI bitch! Spender paused. He collected himself, as he walked back to his chair, and accessed the ship's comm system. Spender: All hands...battle stations! We are now on full alert! This is not a drill! Spotlight contingency protocls are now in effect! All Divison 7 personnel are to focus all efforts on the evacuation of Vanguard from this veessel! Spender paused. Spender: All engineering teams - priority 1...purge the stealth generator and begin immediate repairs. Get our stealth systems back online! All other concerns are secondary! All combat personnel, report to emergency stations. Spender closed the comm line. Just as he did, his COmms Officer spoke up. Comms Officer: Sir...we are being hailed. It's The King Raven. Spender: Let's buy time. Patch her through... Meanwhile: Nighthawk had been watching his sensor readout, like Jennifer had asked. The moment, he saw a new contact appear on his sensors, he began to laugh. Nighthawk: She found them! My God, she found them! Tye looked at Nighthawk, taken aback by his excitement. Tyber: Found who!? Nighthawk: She found The Ulterior Motive! Jennifer found their ship...and she exposed them! We can see them! Nighthawk pushed his engines up to max, as he pushed his Vulture as hard as he could. Nighthawk: We have to get inside! We have to find a way in! Nighthawk had to agree with Jennifer...this was worth it. Tyber: Hold on Nighthawk. Keep it together. We still need a way to punch through those hanger bay doors. We still can't get it. We can see the monster...but we have no way of stinging it! Nighthawk: Not yet! Nighthawk paused. Nighthawk: Hopefully Jennifer can get us something!

[Hells Sniper]

Jacob felt the Ulterior Motive shake a bit and he could tell Frost had started the attack, which meant that the UNSC wasn't far behind. Jacob crawled out from under the cot and cracked his back. Fuck...that hurt my back. Jacob looked around, he realized he had to get to Anaconda. He had to break him out as soon as he could. Jacob grabbed a few extra weapons, for now, Anaconda would have to deal with using human weapons. Jacob looked around and then heard Spender over the ship's comms. Spender: All hands...battle stations! We are now on full alert! This is not a drill! Spotlight contingency protocls are now in effect! All Divison 7 personnel are to focus all efforts on the evacuation of Vanguard from this veessel! There was a pause. Spender: All engineering teams - priority 1...purge the stealth generator and begin immediate repairs. Get our stealth systems back online! All other concerns are secondary! All combat personnel, report to emergency stations. Jacob shook his head. Shit, shit, shit! I gotta get Anaconda ready. Jacob ran towards the armory and inputted a command, he locked the armory down, sealing with a single use code. Jacob only hoped that would be worth it, at least until the assault began. Jacob left the armory and looked around, marines and sailors were running around every where. Jacob joined the crowd and started running to the staircase, he wasn't taking any chances with the elevators. Meanwhile: Harrison was on board his bridge, reviewing the teams he had just sent out when he started picking up the comm chatter. Then, his weapons officer started yelling. Weapons Officer: Sir! The King Raven just unloaded forty-eight Shiva warheads! Harrison stood in his chair. Weapons Officer: They just revealed another ship! IFF reads Ulterior Motive. Harrison's eyes widened. He smiled. Harrison: She found them...holy shit. Meanwhile: The Risk Takers were in the armory still, all of them now suited up and ready to go when they felt the ship shake. Liam: Alright Spartans, lock and load, get ready for a fight! Everyone pulled back on their stocks and clicked off the safeties. Liam: Stick to the plan, focus on your target, stay close to each other! Savannah: Backup plans beta through epsilon are in effect right now. Liam nodded and walked to the door, the Risk Takers formed up behind him. Liam: Alright Spartans. Let's end this.

[Kairu]

On the Mind's Attrition: Reynolds was still in his office when the news broke. Sensor Officer: "Captain Reynolds! Captain Frost just fired numerous shiva nukes and revealed another ship. IFF is saying it's the Ulterior Motive." Reynolds didn't say anything, but he knew shit was going to hit the fan fast and he needed to be ready. He got up from his chair meeting Cochraine and Anderson on the bridge who were already prepping the ship for more combat. Reynolds: "Get me a secure line with the brass!" On the Ulterior Motive: Hammer Team felt the ship move and heard Spender's announcement. Spender: All hands...battle stations! We are now on full alert! This is not a drill! Spotlight contingency protocls are now in effect! All Divison 7 personnel are to focus all efforts on the evacuation of Vanguard from this veessel! Spender paused. Spender: All engineering teams - priority 1...purge the stealth generator and begin immediate repairs. Get our stealth systems back online! All other concerns are secondary! All combat personnel, report to emergency stations. Everyone in Hammer Team grabbed their helmets, securing them back on. Their HUDs re-activated and they were linked up. Thor pressed a few buttons, locking down the CIC. Everyone grabbed their weapons and looked at Thor. Thor grabbed his hammer that was still slammed into the floor. Thor: "Let's get these bitches!" Hammer Team stepped out of their armory in formation, Thor locking the room with a passcode. Although they weren't sure what would happen where or when, they decided to give their old friends a visit and link up. Thor activated his comms and radioed another Spartan. Thor: "Spartan-Z174, Liam are you receiving? It's Mitchell, where do you need us?"

[Dark-F137]

"Holee shit. How'd we get those coordinates?.." Jesse asked as he looked over from his seat into the cockpit. "This job just got a lot easier, but hell if it's not going to be the most dangerous thing I've done in my damn life." Jesse said. During the sentence. He rested his head on his hand, unwittingly activating his comms at the start of his sentence. Dark nodded. "Private... All I can say is... I agree."

[Naked Crook]

Meanwhile: Aboard The King Raven, had a grin on her face. She could see The Ulterior Motive, clear as day. She knew The Trust must have been flipping its shit at the moment. Jennifer, however, simply sat patiently, waiting for the comm line to establish...ready to give her ultimatums. Comms Officer: Ma'am...channel is open. Jennifer nodded, as she began to speak. Jennifer: Ulterior Motive...this is Captain Jennifer Frost...Office of Naval Intelligence...that is, the REAL Office of Naval Intelligence. Jennifer paused. Jennifer: I am ordering the immediate surrender of your vessel, into my custody. All personnel will stand relieved, and boarding parties will be given full access to all facilities. Faliure to comply with these demands will result in immediate destruction of your vessel. Jennifer paused, as she waited for a response. After a moment, she got a reply over the comm line. Spender: Captain Frost...this is Director SPender...ONI Section 0. I am ordering you with withdraw from any and all engagements and leave the system immediately. I am currently engaged in highly classified engagements, and you have jeoprodized my mission by exposing my vessel. Spender paused. Spender: Do you have any idea what a serious offense that is? Jennifer frowned as she gave her rebuttal. Jennifer: Do you have any idea how big of an offense TREASON is? Jennifer paused. Jennifer: Cut the crap Spender. I know all about The Trust. I know what you have been up to. I am fully aware that you have been the mastermind behind everything. From ONI Installation Desert, to the Apex Applied Research building. I know everything I need to know. Jennifer paused. Jennifer: I also know about Vanguard. Jennifer paused again. However, she did not get a single response, short of the comm lines going dead. Comm Officer: Ma'am...the comm line just closed. The Ulterior Motive closed the channel. Just as the comms officer finished speaking, the sensor officer spoke up. Sensor Officer: Captain...The Ulterior Motive is coming about on an attack trajectory. Jennifer: Looks like this prick has chosed to fight instead of surrender. Jennifer paused. Jennifer then activated the ship wide comms, and spoke to her crew. Jennifer: All hands to battle stations! Jennifer thought for a moment, as she considered what she was getting into. She knew that she would have support from the rest of the fleet, and that The Ulterior Motive was outgunned. However, Jennifer knew that she had to keep her involvement with OBNI a secret from the rest of the fleet. Jennifer also knew that flat out destroying The Ulterior Motive was not her first option, given the fact that Anaconda was stuck on that ship. She needed a way to get her teams on that ship. That is when Jennifer had an idea. She quickly looked to her side, as she opened a private channel with Nighthawk, using the comm frequency he had provided her. Jennifer: Nighthawk? Do you copy? After a brief moment, Nighthawk responded. Nighthawk: I read you loud and clear. What do you need? Jennifer: Well, to be honest...I need ideas on how to get you onto The Ulterior Motive. We can see them...but I doubt we can get you close. Nighthawk: It will not be easy. If we try and approach that ship, they will try and shoot us down. Nighthawk paused. Nighthawk: Speaking of which...how the hell did you find them? Jennifer sighed. Jennifer: Honestly? Jacob helped me. He provided me with their exact coordinates. Once I had them...I took the chance. There was silence over the comms for a moment. Nighthawk: That is a huge gamble to take. The word of a traitor has no value. Jennifer: He was trying to help Anaconda. Given how much he hates you two, I thought it was a fair risk. Besides, the fact is, I will take what I can get. He provided an opportunity, and I took it. Nighthawk: Well...I guess it worked out. Nighthawk paused. Nighthawk: In any case...we need to get on that ship. If you can get us aboard...all the better. Nighthawk paused. Nighthawk: Focus the firepower of The King Raven on his hanger bay section. If you can breech the main doors in those sections, we can land without any trouble. You only need to open one of them up. Jennifer: What about decompression? Nighthawk: We can send Cameron out into the hanger bay if need be. He is fully rated for EVA. We also have that other Spartan if need be. Cameron can make his way to the operator console in the hanger bay, and repressurize the section to allow the rest of us to get our boots on the deck. From there, we can move about as needed. Jennifer: Alright...sounds good. I will see what I can do for you. Keep this line open just in case.

[Hells Sniper]

Jacob looked around the area, he had an extra assault rifle and two magnums as he started to walk towards Anaconda's location. The UNSC is gonna be here any second, which means I have to bust Anaconda out without being spotted. Jacob paused, he stopped himself and took a few steps back. Then again, I already know what they're planning...I already know the name of the next place they want to go...I have all the information I want. Jacob turned around and started to run back to the armory, once he got inside he ran over to his workstation, noticing several more marines in the armory. He grabbed his PDA from his side and looked at the workstation. Jacob accessed some of the Trust files he could using the access codes he had gotten from Liam for the files in his hands now. He grabbed as much data he could, anything pertaining to the ship itself, to anything that wasn't classified and above the access codes he had. Jacob transferred all of it to the datachip in the workstation and grabbed it, placing it inside the PDA he had and double checking everything. Alright well maybe not everything I wanted but enough nonetheless. Jacob slid the PDA into his pocket and zipped it up. He looked around, staring at the Trust marines in the armory before heading for the door. Enough of this bullshit double operative shit, I've already killed too many good men and women. And I cannot...I IWLL NOT help the Trust get Vanguard back online. Jacob shook his head as he walked towards the staircase heading down to the Division 7 floor. I'm done trying to help in my own way...I'm going back to the UNSC, no matter what they do to me...it's the right thing to do. I have to go back. Jacob ran down the stairs as headed to bust Anaconda out. And I have to help Anaconda. Meanwhile: Harrison heard the call from Reynolds and placed him on his line as he attempted to reach Frost. Harrison: Captain Frost, this is Harrison, Captain Reynolds is on the call with us. Status? Harrison turned to his bridge crew and lifted his finger off the comm line. Harrison: Helm, take us about; 98 by 12 degrees. Get us in a defensive formation with the King Raven. Harrison turned to his weapons officer. Harrison: Prepare shiva warheads, I think I have an idea as to why Captain Frost used them. Get Archer missile pods one through one hundred prepped and ready to fire, cycle shots every five seconds. The weapons officer nodded and turned to his station, pressing buttons as rapidly as he could. Harrison walked to his holotable and hit the button for a ship-wide communication. Harrison: All hands to battle stations. This is not a drill, say again, all hands to battle stations! Harrison looked at his holotable and pressed a few buttons, bringing up a view of the battlefield. Meanwhile: Liam and his Spartans stood behind the door as he opened it and they all walked out. Liam took a look around and saw dozens of marines and sailors running about, he looked at his Spartans. Liam: They haven't hit us yet, stay on alert. Liam kept walking and after a few moments his radio came to life. Thor: "Spartan-Z174, Liam are you receiving? It's Mitchell, where do you need us?" Liam rolled his eyes, Hammer team was shaken out of sleep. Savannah: They woke them up? For who? Liam shrugged, he hadn't received word from anyone that they woke Hammer Team up. He hadn't realized there was a threat that needed to be taken care of, other than Nighthawk and Anaconda. Liam spoke back to Thor. Liam: Didn't know the boss woke you guys up, welcome back. Liam paused. Liam: For now, stay on the comms, stay alert for where they might hit us. From the looks of it our stealth generator is offline so we can be seen by the UNSC and Covenant. Liam paused again as he walked forward, the rest of the Spartans following. Liam: Who's your target now, Mitchell?

[Kairu]

Reynolds watched Harrison and the rest of the fleet take defensive formation near the King Raven on the holotable. Reynolds: "Helm, bring us about and prepare warheads and missiles! Get everything ready!" Reynolds pressed a button to give a shipwide order. Reynolds: "All hands, prepare for combat. We're are moving to moving to combat alert alpha. All hands to your battlestations. This is not a drill. I repeat, we're moving to combat alert alpha. This is not a drill." Reynolds let go of the button. If his ship wasn't ready before, it will be now. Meanwhile, on the Ulterior Motive: Thor and the rest of Hammer Team stayed put. The logical place would be the hangars, but if the UNSC has been crafty enough for finding the Ulterior Motive, who knows where they'll breach. For now, Thor continued talking to Liam. Thor: "Yeah, Director Spender believes an ODST team is going to be more problems here on San Angeles. We're set to take out a team called 'Fireteam Harmony'."