[Halo] New! Halo RPG Pt. 11

[Erex]

Seth: Ya you are. Good your in one piece sir. Good job guys mission accomplished, a summary of the battle.... We kicked ONI's ass on the ground in space, I don't know what went down.

[Naked Crook]

Black 1: I wouldn't say we kicked their ass. That is a matter of opinion. Just because you were able to hold the line against a few squads in a fortified position does not mean the others fared as well as you did. We took significant losses in terms of how many clones we lost. That boils down to a loss of military assets. If, for some reason, these DNA samples cannot produce the Spartans that we need, then this was not a victory, but rather, a catastrophic loss. Black 1 scoffed. Black 1: Then again...for someone like you, who has no concept of command or leadership, you think in very small terms, and fail to see the large picture. I expected as much from you. Black 1 stood up and got back to his feet. Black 1: With that said, you will check your tone with me at all times. You are not my friend or my buddy. As such, you have no right to talk to me in a tone that falls short of respect and proper military protocol. Is that clear?

[Erex]

Seth: I meant no harm, just trying to boost your morale sir. I'm sorry it won't happen again.

[Hells Sniper]

Lisa had moved the prowler up a few hundred meters in the air, yet they were still being hit by small fire from Nighthawk and Anaconda. Black 5 was in the cockpit as well, sitting in the co-pilot's seat. Black 5: Alright, General...let's get the hell out of here. Lisa: We have a direct shot at Nighthawk and Anaconda, I say we take it, 5! Black 5 shook his head as he saw Lisa arming the weapons. Black 5: No, we gotta move now! They are probably sending engineering teams to power on the AA defenses, we won't last long! Lisa: Two missiles, that's all we need! Black 5 glared at Lisa as he guided the prowler away from the Citadel. Yet, Lisa took control and began to guide it back towards Nighthawk and Anaconda's position. Black 5: This is Nighthawk and Anaconda! Somehow, they would survive a MAC blast, we need to go General! Lisa: Black 5, I am giving you an order, fire on them! Black 5 sighed, he knew when to listen to orders, but this wasn't right. Partially because he knew they were going to be killed if they stayed...and some other part was saying not to kill the two. Something that wasn't around in the close quarters fight. Black 5 shook his head and armed four missiles. Black 5: Firing missiles in 3...2...1... Black 5 fired the first two missiles at Nighthawk and Anaconda. He then fired the other two at the sides of Gamma Wing, hoping to destroy the entire building... Black 5: Alright...time to move General! Meanwhile: Troy had most of his Spartans leaving the lab area and heading towards the closest hangar bay in Gamma Wing. He was hoping a science team would be sent in to collect all the data, so he left a squad of Spartans inside the wing just in case. That's when he felt Gamma Wing shake. Troy: I guess Black Team is having a little fun with Nighthawk and Anaconda! Troy turned to his Spartans. Troy: To the pelicans, everyone!

[Erex]

Seth sat down in a chair near Demon Squad. Meanwhile Tylan: Well we survived thats the good part the bad, I'm gonna have a lengthy talk with Hayes and Burke. Romanov: Well sir, that wasn't your fault the helmsman disobeyed an order. And I took command of his position. Tylan: That won't work with hayes.

[Naked Crook]

Nighthawk and Anaconda watched the missiles getting closer and closer. Nighthawk: They are shooting missiles at us... Anaconda looked at Nighthawk. Anaconda: Think a bubble shield will hold up against those missiles? Nighthawk: I have seen those things hold up against Scarabs, Wraiths, Scorpions, Rockets, even Banshee Flak...dunno how they would hold up against a Prowlers missiles. The missiles on a Prowler are not as potent as Archer missiles...but they can still be very devastating. They are not combat ships...but they naturally have weapons. We might be fine...MIGHT...is the operative word Anaconda: Well...we are about to find out. Let's hope we are still here when the smoke clears... Anaconda reached to his side and pulled out the deploy-able bubble shield. He activated it and dropped it. Only a moment later did the two Prowler missiles impact the roof Nighthawk and Anaconda watched the blaze from behind the bubble shield. The generator could be heard whizzing, as if it was under extreme stress from dealing with, and repelling the explosion. However, the bubble shield held up long enough for the fire to dissipate. The bubble shield shut down as Nighthawk and Anaconda began to cough as the smoke filled the area. Nighthawk: I guess it worked... Nighthawk and Anaconda then fell to the ground as the other two missiles impacted the sides of Gamma Wing. Anaconda: They are firing on the building! Nighthawk tapped the side of his visor, and changed his view mode to thermal imaging. Nighthawk: Switch to Thermal. We can get a clear shot at that Prowler, and see through this smoke, with the thermal. Anaconda switched to thermal imaging. He could then see the Prowler still in the air. Nighthawk took up aim with his Deserthawk, and aimed at the cockpit. He began to fire. Anaconda, on the other hand, pulled out an Incendiary grenade and looked up at the Prowler. Anaconda tossed the incendiary grenade as hard as he could, into the air, and impacted the hull of the Prowler. Nighthawk: Nice throw. That was some throw. Those firebombs burn at something like 2200 Celsius. That should really do a number on their hull. Keep throwing those things...throw all of them! The smoke had started to clear from the roof top. Anaconda: Alright...priming another incendiary grenade. Do you want me to aim for any spot in particular on that ship? Nighthawk: The cockpit...near the noes of the ship. That is where I have been focusing my gunfire. If we can weaken the hull in that area enough, even breach their bridge, they will be unable to transition into space for fear of a decompression on their bridge. Anaconda nodded. He stepped back, and then moved forward and he wound up his throwing arm, and tossed the second incendiary grenade at the Prowler.

[Hells Sniper]

Lisa and Black 5 could both tell what Nighthawk and Anaconda were doing. They saw Anaconda throw another incendiary greandeat the prowler and Black 5 quickly moved the prowler to the left, the grenade hitting the left side. Black 5 cursed under his breath, he looked at Lisa. Black 5: They are going to try and depressurize the hull so we cannot jump... Lisa armed four more missiles and fired them directly at the area Black 5 had fired before, severely weakening the entire roof as parts began to collapse. At the same time, Black 5 was trying to maneuver from the fire from Nighthawk and Anaconda...Black 5 knew the incendiary rounds had started burning the hull. Lisa fired one more missile and the roof caved in. Little by little the whole thing started going into the top floor, even then, that floor was under extreme stress. Lisa: Black 5, take us home! Black 5 nodded and flew off, away from Nighthawk and Anaconda. He was heading for the atmosphere. Black 5: Engaging stealth systems...

[Naked Crook]

Nighthawk and Anaconda watched the next barrage of missiles came. Nighthawk: Shit...take cover. Nighthawk and Anaconda turned and jumped behind a large rooftop ventilation fan. However, the rockets had impacted the roof, and the roof began to collapse. The roof started to crack as it began to save in. The ground started giving in from under the duo's feet. Nighthawk: Shit...the roof is caving in! Before the duo could react, they fell along with the roof, getting pulled down with the rubble. The roof had fully collapsed into the floor below, but the duo were not buried under a whole lot of debris, mostly the trailing end of what fell inside, nearing the end of the collapse. While they were buried, they were not that deep under. There was a ton of smoke in the air, too dense to see any further than a few feet. Anaconda was the first to recover, as he pushed some debris off of him. He looked around at all of the debris, looking for any sign of Nighthawk. Anaconda: Tye!? There was no answer. Anaconda scrambled to get up in the debris, pushing everything that6 was on him off to the side.. He could hear smaller rocks still falling, bouncing off the larger debris. Other than this, the area was silent. Anaconda: Tye!? Anaconda began to dig through the debris. Anaconda: Common...where are you? Anaconda then heard a groan. He turned and looked around. He moved over top of the debris. Anaconda: Where are you? Anaconda then heard a muffled voice. Nighthawk: Over here...wherever here is... Anaconda isolated Nighthawk's postion, and picked up a large piece of debris and moved it to the side, revealing Nighthawk underneath. Nighthawk: Hey there... Anaconda continued to dig Nighthawk out. Nighthawk: That sucked. I never want to get buried ever again. Anaconda nodded. in agreement. Anaconda: Agreed. Anaconda held his hand out to Nighthawk to help him up. Nighthawk grabbed his hand, and Anaconda pulled him out of the debris. Nighthawk: Thanks bud. Anaconda: Bud? Nighthawk: Friend...a buddy...bud... Nighthawk sighed. Nighthawk: I guess Black Team got away then hmm? Shitty... Nighthawk shook his head. Nighthawk: So close...so damn close... Anaconda: We will find them again. I guarantee it...we will find them again. Meanwhile: Black 1 walked up to the cockpit with Black 2, Black 3, and Black 4. Black 1: I was watching on the monitor in the back. You guys were shooting missiles at Nighthawk and his pal. Good job. Not bad. Chances are, you killed them in the last volley. That should be very good news. Black 1 shrugged. Black 1: Before The Ulterior Motive left...they transmitted orders to me to rendezvous with them back at HQ. Black 1 paused. Black 1: General...set a course for spacial grid 448 - coordinates 927 by 378 by 119. If those are the correct coordinates...The Ulterior Motive, The Bismarck, and Battle group Kaleidoscope will be waiting for us there. I am guessing The Board of Chairmen want to see what our efforts have delivered. Black 1 turned to look at Black 2, holding the metal case which contained the DNA samples of the seven members of The Risk Takers. Black 1: If there is one thing that I can defiantly say...having Constantine Spender's legacy in our ranks once again will defiantly boost our offensive capabilities. With the Spartan IV threat now a reality...we will need all the super soldiers we can get.

[Hells Sniper]

Black 5 had taken control of the controls and guided the prowler into the atmosphere. Within moments he had jumped them to the coordinates Black 1 had spoken. Lisa turned to Black 1. Lisa: I'm sorry...Spartan-IV? Black 5: Yeah...seems ONI has been working on them for a while. A good hundred were in the Citadel...and I am sure the Admiral and the Chairmen will want to hear about them. Lisa shrugged, but Black 5 continued to talk. Black 5: As for Nighthawk and Anaconda... Black 5 had set the prowler to auto-pilot as he turned to Black 1. Black 5: What...what you have to understand about them is that they are not just two people. They are an ideal...a physical embodiement of what people...like. It's kind of hard to explain... Black 5 paused. Black 5: Just know that even if we killed them...even if you pulled the life from their bodies with your own hands...even if you watched them die. Their message...their persona, mentality, all of it will continue on. And eventually...someone else will take their place. Black 5 shrugged. Black 5: I don't mean to be a buzz kill, One. But...there will always be a Nighthawk and Anaconda...unfortunately. Meanwhile: By now, the Agents had moved everyone to the pelicans. Sigma Squad and the Agents were all en route to their respective ships. Meanwhile: Troy and his Spartans had moved to the hangar bay and were currently awaiting orders from Troy. Troy was then contacted by Admiral Harrison. Troy hit his helmet to confirm the radio link. Troy: Admiral, sir. Harrison: Commander, I saw what happened...unfortunate. In the end, I think we all knew they were going to make it out. I will be meeting with Captain Hayes, Admiral Burke, and some of my Agents in the coming hour, I would hope that you are present. We will be discussing a few matters of importance...including the relocation of the Spartan-IV's on Midnight. Troy: Understood, sir. For now, I'll have them lay low on Deck 17 of Gamma Wing...that has been unofficially dubbed the recreation room for us. I'll be up in a few minutes. Harrison: Good, take your time, get the Spartans ready for redeployment. There was a pause on Harrison's end. Talking between Harrison and a female could be heard in the background. Harrison: We also need to talk about what Black Team had taken...and your little go with Black 5. Troy: Aye, sir. I'll handle everything down here and be up within the hour, sir. Harrison: Good. I'll see you in a bit, Spartan. Harrison out.

[Erex]

Tylan was sitting in his Captains chairs waiting for Hayes to call for him. Knowing he was in deep trouble for the actions of a helmsman, he'd however had to take responsibility.