[Halo] New! Halo RPG Pt. 11

[Erex]

Tylan was making preperations for the Dracos last mission possibly Battle of Midnight. Meanwhile Pilot:Somone wake him up we will be there in a few hours. Navigator:Do we need him. Pilot:He said... Navigator:He said wake him when we need him. Pilot:Nevermind. I need shut eye. The pilot wakes up his co pilot notifying him its his shift. Co-pilot:He gets to take off while I have the worst landing in a full hangar bay. Co-Pilot sends a message to the Draco via transmission. Co-Pilot:This is Prowler Charlie 2 We are incoming with very special cargo we got ourselves a Spartan III asleep joining the task.

[Hells Sniper]

Dangerus and the other stalkers had made it into the base and heard the announcement. Dangerus grunted. Dangerus: Push to the command center. The stalkers, still cloaked, began to move forward through the base. As they began to move forward they began to see many rooms to their left and right, containing tables, freezers, and countless items of equipment. They would sort through this after they had found the control room. Before long they had intercepted a group of Trust marines evacuating a few scientists. The first thing they saw was Dangerus wielding the hammer as the others were cloaked. Trust Marine: Hammer! O'Connor get them outt--- Before the Trust marine could finish his sentence, he along with all the Trust marines were gunned down by the stalkers. The only remaining Trust alive were three scientists. Dangerus was already at their side. The stalkers securing the position. Dangerus grabbed one of the scientists in one hand, holding his hammer in the other. He lifted the scientist up by his lab coat and growled. Dangerus: Where is the command center? The scientist just shivered, he couldn't get any words out to speak. Dangerus grunted and threw the scientist into the nearest wall, the scientist hit the wall head first, being killed on impact. Dangerus turned around and grabbed the second scientist. Dangerus: Same question! The scientist managed to mutter out a few words. Scientist: D-dow-down t-the- hall...straight---ah--ahead. Dangerus grunted and tossed the scientist to the side. He spoke aloud to one of his stalkers. Dangerus: Watch them... Dangerus growled at the scientists, as one stalker grabbed the two and tossed them into a room behind them. The stalker decloaked and just stared at the two scientists as the rest of the brutes headed down the hall. Dangerus was in a full out sprint with the rest of the stalkers behind him. Eventually they saw a command area, where Trust marines were hiding in a fortified position. Dangerus took cover as he had not been seen and the rest of the stalkers were still under cloak. Dangerus looked at the position. A good two dozen marines were around the area, behind barricades, near machine guns, and surrounding a few higher ranking officials. Dangerus grunted as he looked for an area he could begin the attack. However, he did not want his stalkers killed or for the higher officials to escape. He turned back into cover and contacted Barrabus. Dangerus: Chieftain...we have arrived at the command center, it is fortified and I can see a few high ranking officials....two scientists captured so far. I do not want these men to escape, once you are in position I can began a frontal assault and you can capture the ones who try to escape.

[cubanpete24]

***meanwhile*** Kirk and Omega were inside a testing chamber, on the ship, the "Schrodinger" opposite to Kirk and Omega, was a Test Subject gone mad. The Test Subject had taken one of Kirk's scientists hostage. The Test Subject held a knife close to the scientists neck. Omega had his DMR raised and pointed at the test subject, while Kirk was in his flame retardant jumpsuit. Kirk sighed Kirk: Subject Gamma-79....Let go of the poor man, and I swear you will not be harmed... Gamma-79: How do I know if you're telling the truth... Omega snickered. Kirk glared at Omega, before looking back at the Clone. Kirk: Look Gamma-79, I created you. That essentially makes me, your father. Now, ask yourself this. Would a father, lie to his own son? Gamma-79: I'm not going to listen to ANYTHING you say...until that...THING puts his gun down. Kirk: Do as he says Omega. Omega complied, and lowered his DMR. Kirk: There...he lowered his gun... Gamma-79: No...I want it ON the ground... Omega: This is stupid... I'm certain that I have a clear shot at him... Scientist: No-No-No-No Don't take the shot! Kirk: Just do as it says Omega... Gamma-79: IT?! Kirk facepalmed Kirk: what my "son" says... Omega slowly placed his DMR down on the floor. Kirk: Rest assured, I know what I'm doing. This has happened before... Scientist: Yeah Spartan...it's best to sort of let these things play out... Gamma-79: Play out? what're you talking about. DO YOU THINK THIS IS A GAME?! Kirk: The way these things play out is that we usually set the clone free, once he's figured out the whole...humanity thing. Kirk made hand gestures to go along with what he was saying. Gamma-79: You mean...I'm going to go free? Kirk: Yes! Gamma-79: So...I didn't have to... Oh man...this is GREAT! Thank you so much father. I....-- The clone clenched his heart with the hand being used to hold the scientist. Ceasing his opportunity, the Scientist sprung, and ran to Kirk and Omega. The Clone fell backwards, and landed on his back, he couldn't breathe. Gamma-79: What's...happen.... The clone then went limp. He was dead. Omega: What just happened... Omega picked up his DMR, and walked towards the corpse of Gamma-79. Kirk: The test subject had a heart attack when he realized he was going to be set free. His heart couldn't keep up with the stress of getting set free...So it failed. I would know, since I cloned it that way... Kirk sighed. Kirk: Dr. Phibes. Phibes: Yes? Kirk: Call the "Janitors", and be ready for another test in one hour. Phibes: Yes Admiral. Kirk unzipped his flame retardant jumpsuit, crumpled it up, and tossed it into the wastebin. He dusted off his coat, and pressed a button adjacent to the door leading out to the labs. he spoke into the intercom. Kirk: The situation has been contained, you may lift the emergency lock. Intercom: Understood, lifting the lockdown now. Kirk waited for the light above the door to go from red, to green, before stepping out into the main Science labs. Kirk: Hungry Omega?

[Naked Crook]

Meanwhile: Barrabus continued to walk through the corridors, a very stern authority in his step. He was making no attempt at moving silently anymore. He wanted to be heard. Barrabus then heard what Dangerus had reported over his comm line. He grunted, and responded. Barrabus: I am still moving into position. I am close, however. Tyber: Might wanna pick up the pace big guy. I am still intercepting some of the communications between The Trust, and it seems they are calling back all of the base personnel in order for them all to converge on, and defend the command center. Chances are...Dangerus is going to be hit from behind, whether he moves in or not. If we are going to get there to provide him with some backup, you need to turn your stomping into running... Barrabus: Dangerus...watch your ass. YOu may be faced by an attack from behind. These Humans may try to rally, and converge on the command center. In effect, they may catch you from behind, and corner you. Be prepared for this. I do not need long. Barrabus began to sprint. His Honor Guards all started to sprint after him. Barrabus turned a corner, and was met by a directory mounted on the wall. He stopped and looked. Tyber: The Command Center is down the corridor to your right. Go! Barrabus turned to his right. He still held his Gravity Hammer in his hands, as he began to sprint once more. Before long, he was met by another wave of soldiers. Immediately, Cerberus and Arcturus took point, protecting Barrabus from the gun fire. Trust Sergeant: We got more! Get the chain guns going! Two Trust Marines broke off to opposite ends of the corridor, and mounted two chainguns, both of which were behind sandbags and metal shielding to protect from enemy gun fire. Scorpius moved forward and took aim with his Beam Rifle. Scorpius: I got this... Scorpius took aim at the first Marine and fired, the slug going right through the Marine's head. Scorpius then turned his rifle, in the blink of an eye, and lined up the second shot, and hit the second Marine who was on the gun turret. Again, Scorpius put a slug right through the Marine's head. Trust Sergeant: Our gunners are down! We need counter- Scorpius put a slug through the head of the Marine that was talking, and barking orders. Scorpius: Annoying creature... Trust Corporal: The Sergeant is down...fall back...fall- Scorpius had then put a round through the Corporal's head. Scorpius: The next one the talks is the next one in charge... Barrabus roared, as he pointed forward. Barrabus: Advance on this filth! Arcturus, Cerberus, and Krysus charged forward, leaping over the sand bags. Cerberus was the first to make the jump. As soon as he landed, and slammed his Plasma Cannon down on the head of a Marine, breaking every bone in the Marine's neck, bringing the Marine down as if he were little more than a nail to be hammered down. Krysus was the next to leap over the sand bags, as he used his Spiker as a melee weapon, slashing at every Marine in arm's length. He used the blades on his weapon to both impale and dismember his victims. Krysus always had a very twisted satisfaction with getting up close and personal and using blunt force and sharp weaponry. He had always enjoyed the feeling of an enemy's blood spraying in his face. The other Trust Marines began to run, simply forgetting about their comrades who were being savagely killed by The Brutes. Each of the four Honor Guards then howled, their battle cries filling the corridors. Barrabus: Hunt down the cowards...tear their hearts from their chests and show it to them before they die! The Honor Guards too chase. Barrabus simply folded his arms, and laughed. He knew that those Trust marines were not going to get far, and that they had no hope in outrunning blood thirsty Brutes. Tyber: I have to admit big guy...you are pretty scary when you want to be. Though...I gotta respect the fact that you are still you, at heart. I guess nobody can say that you lost touch with your wild side...despite the fact that when you are around Humans you can be...docile... Tye paused. Tyber: I dunno...I always knew you had a vicious side...but to actually see you for who you really are, instead of the held back docile Brute that I got to know for most of these years...it is a pretty sharp contrast. At least now I can remind people not to piss you off, and have stories to back it up. Barrabus didn't respond. He simply began to move forward. He stepped through the bodies and blood on the ground. Barrabus could hear screaming, and gun fire. Part of him felt very satisfied, knowing that The Trust was learning what happens when unwelcome guests set foot on his planet. Barrabus then stopped. He could hear footsteps, as if someone was running. He saw a Trust marine bolt out from around the corner. His head was turned in the opposite direction, as if checking to see if he was being chased. Barrabus decided to holster his hammer...as he wanted to have a bit of "fun" with this Trust Marine. Trust Marine: Fuck man...this is NOT what I signed up for...I was told this was going to be easy mon- The Marine ran right into Barrabus, bouncing off of his abdomen, and flying back about 5 feet, and hitting the ground. The Marine looked in horror as Barrabus stood of over. Trust Marine: No...no... The Marine rolled over and was crawling, trying to get back to his feet, but he was so scared, and in such a panicked state, all he could do was crawl. Trust Marine: Somebody help me... Barrabus grabbed this Marine by one of his feet, and pulled him back. Trust Marine: OH GOD...HELP! Barrabus then threw the Marine, by his leg, into a wall. The Marine hit the wall, his side arm flying from its holster, and landing at Barrabus' feet. The Trust marine had the wing knocked out of him. He was trying to say anything...but he was so terrified, that he was nothing more than a broken person at this point. The Marine looked up at Barrabus. Trust Marine: Ple...man...no...please...let me go...I swear...I won't do this again...I am just a kid...I just finished basic...my parents think I am with ONI...my friend got me into this...I don't wanna do this anymore...I quit...please don't kill me...PLEASE...I'm sorry... Barrabus shook his head. He spat on the Marine in a sign of total disgust. Barrabus: You are on my world...helping those who clone and abuse my kind...and you now want to "quit" because your death is upon you. You disgust me in more ways than I thought possible. You are a coward...begging for your life...you are unwilling to die with dignity...you are incapable of facing me like a soldier...you run from your allies when they are dying to save yourself...and you are helping The Trust. The Marine was paralyzed in fear. Barrabus looked to his feet, and picked up the Marines side arm. Barrabus: This is your weapon...is it not!? The Marine was silent. He was just shaking. Barrabus growled, as he used his other hand to grabbed the Marine by the neck, and violently pull him into the air. He began to shake the Marine and snarl in his face. Barrabus: Is this your weapon!? The Marine totally broke down and he began to sob, wetting himself in the process. Trust Marine: I just...want to go home...please...see my parents...tell them I love them...please. Please let me go...I am begging you... Barrabus pulled the Marine closer, so they were eye to eye. Barrabus then spoke in a very low tone of voice, his rough voice sending chills down the Marine's spine. Barrabus: I have no intention of letting you live. You are going to die...and your death will be slow...and it will be vicious...and it will be brutual...and it will be utterly without remorse, pity, or mercy. I am going to hang you by meat hook...skin you alive...over the course of a week...cook your skin in front of you. I will have you beaten and tenderized, so that every piece of meat on your bones is tender and chewy...and I will then place your head on my wall to remind me just how COWARDLY The Trust is... Barrabus then tossed the Marine down the corridor, throwing the marine his gun as well. Barrabus: Unless you want to try and fight...to try and kill me...to try and earn your freedom. The Marine looked up at Barrabus. He then looked at his Magnum. Barrabus: Fight me... The Marine reached over to his Magnum. It was of the M6C series, just a standard 9mm side arm. It had a 12 round clip. He took aim at Barrabus and began to fire. He closed his eyes, and began to fire. He went through 10 rounds, only two rounds hitting Barrabus' shields, the rest of them missing due to his blind, random, frightened firing. The Marine stopped. He opened his eyes and saw Barrabus. Barrabus began to growl, as he was not satisfied with this fight. Barrabus: I am not impressed. Let's just hope the flesh on your bones proves to be more satisfying than your fighting skills. The Marine looked at the gun. Without hesitation, the Marine stuck the Magnum in his own mouth, and pulled the trigger, blowing his brains out the back of his head. Barrabus watched as the body toppled over. He then laughed. Barrabus: I love it when they do that. There was a moment of silence. Tye then had to interject. Tyber: You were...you were...kidding...about all those things...right? Barrabus paused to think about it. He then licked his lips. Barrabus: No...I wasn't. In fact...I am hungry now...and after all this is said and done...I am going to eat one of the prisoners... Tyber: Oh God...

[Hells Sniper]

Dangerus watched as dozens of marines ran over to their position, unaware of the fate that awaited them. Prior to this, Dangerus had sent a pack of stalkers to guard their rear in case of a counter-attack by the Trust. Dangerus ordered the rest of the stalkers to uncloak and stand their post. As the Trust marines began to run towards them, the Stalkers began to open fire on any that got to close. The Trust were being fed into a trap, with death awaiting them on each side. Dangerus however saw a few Trust marines dive to turret placements and prepare to fire on the stalkers out in the open. He growled and charged at the first turret placement. He moved towards the Trust position fast, and before any Trust marine could survive, he had jumped and slammed his hammer down, scattering the sandbags and turret. The few that were in the general vicinity were killed on impact from the gravity hammed. Dangerus howled, one down. He turned to the other one and before he knew it was being shot at by the turret. Dangerus growled, his shields taking most of the damage, he charged again. By the time he arrived, his shields were drained, but Dangerus used the same technique, jumping high in the air and slammed his hammer down on the emplacement with all the force he could muster. Marines went flying across the room towards the other side, sandbags exploded, the turret was utterly destroyed. No one was left alive after the hit. Dangerus howled again and turned around to be faced by two marines running towards him, unaware of his location. Dangerus held his hammer in one hand and slammed it to the side of the marines, the marines were taken back and flew a good twenty feet away from Dangerus. Dangerus grunted and walked over to them, grabbing one by the scruff of his armor and placed the head of his hammer on the other. Dangerus just stared at the marine, snarling and tilting his head to one side. Dangerus: Your commander... He spoke low, demanding to know the location. The marine he was holding just shivered, he couldn't bear speaking. He couldn't bear do anything except shake. Dangerus looked at the other marine who was struggling to removed the hammer from his chest. Dangerus grunted as the marine looked up at him. The marine was on the verge of tears, most of his comrades dead, and him knowing he would die in the next few minutes. Dangerus looked back at the first marine and growled, kicking the marine across the room and into the nearest wall. The marine hit the wall with such force, he went through it, a trail of blood following him. The marine's entire body was broken, and he was killed. Dangerus turned to the second marine again and removed the hammer, grabbing him by the leg and lifting him into the air. The marine was upside down, staring at Dangerus. Dangerus grunted, disgusted by the filth of this man. He however, saw he was on the heavier side, and knew he would enjoy the meat from his bones. Dangerus laughed and dropped the marine from a few feet in the air. The marine hit the floor, head first and went out cold. Dangerus laughed, he would be out for a few hours, by that time, he would be his to enjoy. Dangerus left the marine on the floor and looked before his stalkers. Dangerus: Kill the ones who fight! Feast on the cowards! Dangerus howled, as did other stalkers who continued to gun down the Trust marines headed their way.

[Erex]

Draco comms:Roger that. Your ETA? pilot:3.5 hours. Draco comms: Roger that. Comms Officer walks up to Tylan. And salutes. Tylan:At ease. Comms:Prowler Bravo is 3.5 hours out from the Draco bringing a spartan III with him. Tylan:Understood.

[Naked Crook]

Meanwhile: Barrabus had caught up with his Honor Guards. He, along with his Honor Guards, were right outside the command center, an entrance located on the opposing side of the command center entrance that Dangerus was at. In effect, the command center was surrounded, with barrabus at one end, and Danerus at the other. Cerberus: Chieftain...we are ready to strike on your order! Just give us the sign, and we will crush your enemies... The Honor Guards waited. Barrabus: We will move in the moment Dangerus does. We will create a cross fire in this room, the likes of which these humans have never seen...and we will make quick work of them. Barrabus paused. He then contacted Dangerus. Barrabus: Dangerus...are you ready to begin your attack? Barrabus waited for a response. Meanwhile: Vernette had returned to The Cloak and Dagger, from his briefing on The King Raven. He was still with Cameron, on his way to the medical bay. The two were in an elevator, heading to deck 5. The two were standing in silence, until Cameron broke the silence. Cameron: Sir... Vernette turned and looked up at Cameron. Vernette: Yes Cameron? Cameron: Permission to speak freely? Vernette: As always...yes. Cameron: Sir...if and when the time comes...it should be me who deals with Kolya. I am the only person here who is fully qualified to do so. My history and experience with him is what makes me the only person who can take him down. Vernette: Cam...I agree. In fact...I was hoping you were going to appraoch me abpout this. To be honest, I know better than anyone how much baggage you have with Kolya. You were his CO for Heaven's sake. He betrayed you. He betrayed the UNSC. He betrayed ONI. He is a rouge element. The reason I waited for you to approach me about this, is because I didn't want to put you into a potentially compromising position. Cameron: I appreciate that sir. However, your concern is not needed. I will have no problem in eliminating Kolya. It will just be another assignment, sir. Vernette: Good to know... Vernette paused. Vernette: Cameron...I have a personal question...if I may ask? Cameron: As always...yes. Vernette: How are you so casual about this? ANyone...ANYONE would call "you going after Kolya" a conflict of interest. Anyone would tell me that "because of your past experiences and associatation with Kolya, you would be incapable of actually killing him". However...you seem to be totally disconnected, emotionally and psychologically. You want to kill him. I have had my moments where I WANTED to kill someone, and I did kill them...but there have been, and are times, I find myself...in a position where I cannot, either metaphorically, or literally, pull the trigger. Positions where I will do everything and anything to avoid it...because I am unable to disconnect... Cameron: You are talking about Jacob...aren't you? Vernette: I believe I can help him. I believe we have what it takes to get him back...and I am ignoring the real issue and my real responsibility just so I can believe this. I am ignoring facts, and going on faith. As a scientists...I am not supposed to do that... Cameron: However...you are also a person...with friends. People are not experiments. When it comes to people...faith is better. When it comes to the intangible concepts...faith is the only thing you have. Vernette sighed. Cameron: You are concerned that you are ignoring your responsibility to ONI, because technically, Jacob is a traitor. Technically, he is supposed to die for treason. He is working with the enemy, he is now the enemy, and those are the facts. That is how the military looks at it. That is how bereucrats will look at it. This is how soldiers will look at it. However, where the military sees a traitor, you see a friend in trouble. You want to help your friend. It is a noble thing to do. Cameron paused. Cameron: With that said. take it from me sir; it is easy to kill, but difficult to help. You strike me as the kind of man who likes to do things the difficult way...because you believe that the easy way is never the right way, and that the difficult way builds character. In the end of the day...what you say, goes. Give ONI what they want...eliminate Jacob as a threat...but don't do it the easy way. Do it the difficult way...do it your way...help him. Do what you think is right. Vernette thought for a moment. Vernette: You know...that makes sense Cameron. Basically...you are telling me to do what I want? Cameron: Yes... Vernette: Hmmm. That is what Barrabus used to say when I threw these philosophical questions at him. He wasn't big on talk very often. He just knew that my way meant he would get to toss something around. He was content. As long as I had someone's support...I was fine. It seems I have your support...you just did it in many, many, many more words. The elevator stopped, and Vernette stepped out. As he stepped out, he was contacted by one of his bridge officers. Chuck: Bridge to Vernette... Vernette tapped his ear piece. Vernette: Vernette here. Go ahead Chuck! Tell me it is good news. Chuck: Well, sir, does a message from Admiral Burke qualify as good news. Vernette: It sure does. Patch him through Chuck. Chuck: Aye sir. Vernette waited a moment. Burke: Director Vernette... Vernette: Oh, so now we are going by formalities? Alright. What do you need Admiral? Burke: I recently recieved a reort on Captain Cochraine. She has recently filed a report on the disciplinary measures taken against Commander Tylan. FOr the most part, I agree. SHe has placed reprimands on Tylan's service record, as well as the records of his senior staff for various counts of incompetence. However, she wishes to decommision the crew, break it up, and return the Draco to dock. It is this point that I am a little skeptical on. I do not believe we should remove a ship from the task force because of Tylan's gross and utter incompetence. I wanted to check with you first. I was going to suggest a new CO for the Draco. Vernette: Agreed. Signal FLEETCOM and HIGHCOM. Inform them of the situation, and have them reach a rapid consensus on a new CO for the Draco. Inform them that I expect a quick decision on this, with absolutly no half measures. I want extensive background checks, and a decision in less than 30 minutes, something that is very do-able if they utilize all of their resources at hand. Tell them that I have no time for 2 months of bureaucratic bickering, and that if I do not have a response from them in 30 minutes...that I will personally come back to J-2-Alpha and thoroughly re-evaluate some annual paychecks. That should get their asses in gear. Burke: Yes sir. Right away. Burke out.

[Hells Sniper]

Dangerus had since been mowing down deserters from the Trust. He grabbed one of the marines and threw him on the ground. It was then, he was contacted by Barrabus. Dangerus activated his radio and began to talk to Barrabus. Dangerus: Finishing up out here... Dangerus grunted and saw the marine crawling away. Dangerus slammed his foot down on the marine, crushing his lungs. The marine grasped for air, before Dangerus pressed down again, killing the marine. Dangerus: Done Chieftain...we are moving in now. Once you hear the screaming, you'll know we are in. Dangerus laughed and howled. The stalkers had since finished with killing the other stragglers when they turned over. Dangerus grunted, thrusting his hammer in the air. The stalkers growled and began to run at the door to the command center. In a quick motion, Dangerus kicked the door open and his stalkers charged in behind him. Dangerus grinned, there were a few dozen marines scattered around the command center. Dangerus growled and slammed his hammer into the first group of marines, killing a few of the marines. It was then the stalkers began to kill the other marines, moving down the line. The marines were begin a retreat within the first few minutes, running out the back door...towards Barrabus and the Honor Guards.

[Erex]

Tylan walks into his office. When a comms is heard. Commander Tylan please report to the Bridge. Tylan:On my way. Tylan walks to the bridge. When he arrives romanov walks to him. Romanov:We have a confirmed Spartan on the way a.k.a Sergai he is enroute. Pilots has notified us they 1 and a half ours out slipstream. Tylan:Sergai on the Draco??Ive met him He saved my life once.why are they now telling us his name. Romanov:He just woke up and told them to let us know I guess. I cant wait to see him then.

[Hells Sniper]

Meanwhile: The Crimson Shadow dropped out of slipspace near the Tempus Fugit system. Before long, they were intercepted by the Tempus Fugit communications tower. Communications Officer: Crimson Shadow, you are entering a restricted Section 0 area. Present authorization codes or be fired upon. Harrison was on the deck and pressed his communications button. Hulu-Foxtrot Four-Two-One-Eight. Section 0 Clearance, Six-Nine-Three-Seven-Sigma There was a pause. Communications Officer: Ah, Admiral Harrison. Sorry, just because you are the Crimson Shadow doesn't mean we can clear...what with recent events. Harrison: Understood, LT. Communications Officer: You are clear to dock in dock seven. The team you requested, as well as the head of the science department is awaiting you there. Harrison: Thank you, LT. Harrison out. Harrison released the button and turned to his Helms. Harrison: Dock seven, LT. Harrison then pressed the intercom button. Harrison: All hands...prepare for docking sequence. Commander Troy, Agents, report to my office immediately.