[Halo] New! San Angeles RPG

[Naked Crook]

Tye ran into the main terminal of the Spaceport, where he found Jennifer looking over a small portable holotable with a few other Marines. She was busy monitoring UNSC movement during the defense of the Spaceport. Tyber: Jennifer... Jennifer: Yeah...I know Tye. We are under attack. Tye looked at the holotable. He nodded. Tyber: Well...obviously...since you have that... Jennifer looked back at the holotable. Jennifer: I have been keeping tabs on the comm chatter, and Jacob says that there are mostly Grunts and Jackals coming from this direction. Jennifer pointed at the northward direction near the main perimeter. Tyber: They seem to be coming up the main roadway. It would make sense...it is the major roadway which would allow for larger vehicles, like Wraiths, to move up. There is no way Wraiths could fit through the side streets. There is no room to move them around in case they came under fire. Jennifer: My thoughts exactly. Jennifer paused. Jennifer: However...I would not doubt that The Covenant is going to attack from the side streets. SO far, we have only seen cannon fodder, but nothing with any meat on its bones. Jennifer paused. Jennifer: We should keep thermal snipers on the side streets in case we come up against Stalkers or Special Operation Elites. Tyber: I can get out there, and watch the side street leading up on the East. However...we will need forces on the western sidestreet as well. Tye reached to his side and grabbed his SMGs. Tyber: Jennifer...keep in touch. Jennifer: Don't worry...I can handle myself. Tye nodded. he then turned, and ran off, heading to the east end of the Spaceport to reinforce the perimeter guarding the side streets leading up from the east.

[Kairu]

Cadieux continued along her path to meet up with her squad mates. She had moved through several sections, significantly increasing distance between her starting point and her destination. She had fired her assault rifle only a few times since she left the drop pod. As she continued, her mind continuously recollected everything her instructors at the academy told her. "Make sure you check your corners! Keep your trigger finger ready! Be prepared for cloaked aliens!" The nagging continued and she didn't mind it. It kept her sharp and raw. She did as instructed, check her corners, ensured she was alone, kept the trigger close. She turned a corner in the hallway where she bumped into three Brutes. Cadieux made sure her comm line was ready to be used should the need arise, and she was right to trust her instincts. All she could do was make out a scream. Arman: "Axlon! Robertson! Get to her! Hurry up! Now!" Axlon and Robertson wasted no time picking up the pace. They traded their careful strolls for almost careless running. Their minds were set on saving a team member, not killing the enemy. When they closed to within 100 meters from Cadieux's location, Axlon spoke on the comm. Axlon: "Private! Private Cadieux! Come in, over?!" The comm line remained quiet. Arman: "Her transponder hasn't moved since her scream. Hurry up and get to her! She better be alive, dammit or I'll have your heads!" Arman wasted no time. She pulled up Sierra's location. He wasn't far from her. Arman: "Sierra, double time on their location. This is a Brute ship. They will need the help. Let's go!" Axlon and Robertson turned the corner to see Cadieux's helmet on the ground with her firearms. Axlon: "Shit!" Robertson: "Boss Lady, she's gone." Arman continued turning corridors as she replied. Arman: "What the hell do you mean, 'she's gone'?" Robertson: "Just that, Ma'am. Her rifle, pistol and helmet are her, but nothing else. No signs of battle, no blood of any kind. I would surmise they took her." Arman: "Well what the hell are you waiting for? Find her! We're closing in on your coordinates now." Robertson stopped to pick up Cadieux's equipment. He strapped the rifle to his back and the pistol to his waist. He also pulled out the IFF tag from the helmet and put it in his pocket, leaving the helmet behind. Axlon and Robertson looked at each other as they moved in the one direction she could have gone, farther into the ship.

[Hells Sniper]

The Vigorous Inferno formed up with the King Raven as it began to clear the rest of it's ODSTs. Harrison knew they'd only have a few minutes to escape before the entire Covenant fleet came upon them. Hopefully, the rest of the UNSC fleet could keep them busy for the time. Harrison: Captain Burke! Once you are clear, move into formation with the rest of the battle group. We're making a b-line straight to the fleet and leaving the area. Harrison looked at Murphy. Harrison: LT. Get me the view of my troops in that ship. I want to see what they are up to. Murphy nodded and brought up the five main teams on Harrison's view screens. Murphy: Admiral...there's a slight problem, sir. Whiskey Force hasn't moved since their pods hit the ship. Reports indicate that everyone else made it through...yet nothing from Whiskey Force. Harrison: Bring up the Sarge's HUD feed. Murphy nodded and brought up the Sergeant of Whiskey Force's HUD. The terminal changed to black, and to Harrison's surprise, the only thing that could be seen from the camera was another ODSTs body. Harrison cursed under his breath. Harrison: What the fuck! LT. Bring up the feed of ODST bay ten, five minutes prior to launch. Murphy nodded and brought up the security feed from a few minutes earlier. Harrison watched as Whiskey Force was preparing themselves for the drop, when out of nowhere all six members dropped to the ground from gunfire. He watched as ODST Black Team and Yates moved into the bay and stacked the bodies into the pods. He saw the ODST team enter four pods and then saw Yates leave the area. Harrison: Goddamn him...goddamn him to hell! I want security teams at all hangar bays! Any pelican that leaves this ship gets blown out of the sky! Find Yates! Harrison slammed his fist into his terminal to sound the general alarm. Harrison: LT. Murphy, signal all infiltration teams that there is a Rogue Squadron on that ship with them! Stick to their primary objectives, and have another team take over Whiskey Force's primary. I don't care what we have to do...but I want that ODST team on that ship when we blow it!

[Kairu]

Arman and Sierra met up at one of the junctions on their way to find Cadieux. They managed to dodge more patrols as the Covenant were on high alert of the incident transpired and they knew more were on board. When the area was clear, they continued their path. Arman: "Master Sergeant Arman to Captain Reynolds, come in." Reynolds was watching the holotable when the comm line came through to him. Reynolds: "What is it?" Arman: "Private Cadieux has been captured by the Brutes. We will need some time to locate her before we continue our objectives." Reynolds: "You best hurry up. The plan is to send all of these ships out of their misery simultaneously. I'll go ahead and scan the ship for her." Arman: "Scan for Human lifeforms. We have already recovered her IFF tag." Reynolds: "Copy that, I'll get back to you in just a bit." When Reynolds closed the line, Axton spoke up. Axlon: "Boss Lady, we believe she was taken deeper inside the ship. She was taken at a three way junction. The Private was coming from one direction and she was suppose to go towards the bow to meet with us. Since we didn't find her along the way, our assumption is that they took her farther inside the ship." Robertson: "It could be they took her to lure us away from our mission." Arman: "It's possible. Could be that they are also setting a trap. Either way, we need to find her, and fast." Reynolds: "Master Sergeant, our scans identify one unregistered Human lifeform moving farther into the ship. It's quite possibly they're taking her to their brig. Save her for the Commanding Officer. I am marking a new waypoint to your HUDs to the bridge. Find her, Harmony. If you don't have her in 10 minutes, I suggest you get to your targets. Reynolds out." Robertson: "Alright, just what we need. More pressure! The boss sure knows how to make a situation better." There was heavy sarcasm in Robertson's voice. Axlon: "At least he was nice enough to scan for her." Arman: "That's enough out of both of you. Don't wait up for Sierra and I. Get going to the Brig and scope out a plan."

[Naked Crook]

Meanwhile: Yates had finished his pre-flight sequence, and was now ready to depart the Vigorous Inferno. The last thing he did before he took off was engage the Stealth Systems. Yates: As much as I have enjoyed Harrison's hospitality...I am worried that my welcome may be quickly coming to an end. Yates engaged the thrusters on the Pelican, but as he did, he saw the hanger bay doors closing and sealing. Yates frowned. Yates: Damn it... Yates reached to his side, and armed several pods of missiles that were attached to the Pelican. He wasted no time in firing the missiles and destroying the large hanger door that was in front of him. However, the damage had also managed to destroy the security barrier as well, causing the hanger bey to start to vent. With the large hanger bay door out of the way, Yates put the Pelican into full throttle, and used the momentum of the decompression, combined with the throttle of the Pelican, to slingshot right out of the hanger bay at tremendous speeds. As soon as Yates was clear, he came about in the Pelican, moving away from the combat area. However, with the Vigorous Inferno deep in the combat zone, Yates did have to avoid cross fire and the fire of other ships. Yates' only saving grace was the fact that his Pelican was equipped with Stealth Systems, but that did not last for long. A nearby explosion from a destroyed Seraph rocked the Pelican, disrupting the Stealth systems, which caused Yates' Pelican to show on sensors. Yates looked at the display which had the words STEALTH SYSTEM FAILURE written on it in flashing red letters. Yates: Ohhh...damnit...

[Hells Sniper]

The new pelican immediately popped up all over Harrison's terminals. Murphy: Sir, hangar bay five is venting! Someone blew it open, we are sealing it! Harrison cursed under his breath. Harrison: I know for a fact our good friend Yates is aboard that pelican. And pursuant to my rights as Vice-Admiral on this ship, and his orders to kill my fire-team and disrupting plans set in motion for the eventual downfall of the Covenant, I hereby charge Vice-Admiral Brandon Yates an enemy of the UNSC. Harrison paused. Harrison: Target that ship...bring it down. Meanwhile: Jacob was watching the streets of the city outside the spaceport. His thermal was active, but all he could see was grunts and jackals. A few minutes passed, as the grunts and jackals continued their charge, and continued to get slaughtered. Eventually though, Jacob saw something massive enter his scope. A group of brutes, about twelve were running down the main road. Jacob spoke into his radio. Jacob: Brutes spotted! All snipers, get ready! Jacob took a deep breath and aimed down his scope. He put the scope directly on the main brutes head and fired a shot. The sniper round flew down the street and impacted the brute, who, instead of having shielding, had his cloaking on. The sniper round penetrated the brute's skull and broke out the back of it. The rest of the brutes began their charge.

[Naked Crook]

Yates fought to regain control of his Pelican. He eventually managed to get it back under control, and resume his course away from the combat zone. However, without his Stealth, he knew that getting out alive was going to be tough. Yates looked over at the comm system, and he contacted the Ulterior Motive on its encrypted channel. Yates: Ulterior Motive...this is Deputy Director Yates. I am in a UNSC Pelican, flying away from the combat zone. I have lost my stealth systems...and... Yates paused. He looked at one of the screens that said MISSILE LOCK DETECTED Yates: I have a weapons lock on me. I don't know if I will be able to outrun those Archer missiles. I need immediate assistance. After a moment, Yates got a reply. Spender: Yates...what did you do? How did you get yourself into that mess? Yates: Harrison is an asshole...that's how! Spender: Hmmm...I see... Spender could be heard sighing over the comm. Spender: Alright...sit tight. We will come and save you. Yates: Just watch out. THis is a live combat zone. If anything impacts the Ulterior Motive while its Stealth Systems are engaged...it could disrupt your Stealth and reveal you to sensors. Spender: Understood... With that, The Ulterior Motive began to move forward at full speed, heading right to the combat zone. Yates, on the other hand, could see the Archer missiles that were locked on him, closing in fast. The Pelican computers estimated roughly 25 seconds until impact, provided Yates kept his speed at current velocity. Meanwhile: Tye had take up position on the east side of the Spaceport, guarding one of the smaller side roads that led towards the Spaceport. When Tye heard Jacob call out that brutes were closing in, he readied himself, because he knew that in no time at all, that he would be under heavy fire. Tyber: THis is COmmander Vernette...I am still clear on my side...but I do not know how much longer that will last. Hopefully The Covenant comes right down our kill zone down the middle. Meanwhile: Nighthawk, who was still working on Dangerus' Phantom, had finally made some progress. He had finally managed to remove the memory bank from the Phantom's main computer. Nighthawk: Got it... Nighthawk held the small device in his hand, as he sat up, and jumped out of the Phantom, heading back to his Vulture, running as fast as he could. As Nighthawk ran, he contacted HAWK. Nighthawk: HAWK...I managed to get my hands on a Covenant memory bank. I need you to find the right cipher to get us on the Covenant BattleNet. HAWK: In order to do that...I need you to interface the memory bank with the Vulture's on-board uplink. Standing by for connection... Nighthawk nodded as he stepped back onto his Vulture, and walked into the cockpit. He sat down at one of the support stations in the cockpit, as he hooked the memory bank into the Vulture's computer. Nighthawk: Alright...I got it...go... HAWK: Negotiation failure...unable to connect... Nighthawk scoffed. Nighthawk: What? Explain! HAWK: Error code 5581996 Nighthawk: That tells me nothing! HAWK...this is plug and play...common! HAWK: Negotiation failure...unable to connect... Nighthawk rolled his eyes. He loaded up the Vulture's operating system as he started to check it over for anything that might be causing the problem. Nighthawk: Hold on...let me find the problem. It has to be on my end...

[Kairu]

Robertson and Axlon continued through the assault carrier until they reached the ship's brig. Sure enough Cadieux was still struggling to get free. The Brutes however, didn't care. They were enjoying every moment of her struggle. Cadieux: "Just wait until I get out of here! You all are dead! You hear me?! Dead!" Brute: "Keep struggling, Human. I love it when my meal fights back. Makes it much more satisfying to eat." Cadieux was disgusted by the comment the Brute made. Axlon and Robertson hung back in the shadows, stalking the group. Several times the Brutes stopped to sniff, thinking there was a new scent, but dismissed it as their captive's odors. Robertson: "Boss Lady, we found her. She's still alive, being dragged by three charming Brutes. We're one floor above the Brig." Robertson was whispering sarcastically over the comms. Robertson: "We could probably take them, if you want us to." Arman took a moment to think about the option. Arman: "If you can guarantee the Private will not be killed, then go ahead. We are about five minutes away. We'll be ready to provide cover for your retreat." Robertson: "Roger that, Boss Lady." Robertson closed the line and turned to Axlon. Robertson: "Cover me. I have a plan." Robertson pulled out his combat knife and held his shotgun close to him. Axlon on the other hand stayed hidden in the shadows. He was looking through the scope watching Robertson sneak up on one of the Brutes. When he closed in on the one last in line, he jumped on its back. The Brute began struggling, attempting to throw Robertson off, but to know luck. Robertson landed a quick finishing blow with his knife through the Brute's throat, instantly killing the alien. The other two Brutes raised their weapons to fire on Robertson who was finishing his kill when Axlon fired on the Brute holding Cadieux. He let her go to cover himself from the shots. Cadieux wasted no time in her response. She grabbed her knife as well and assassinated her captor quickly and efficiently. Cadieux grabbed the dead Brute's Plasma Rifle and used it to help gun down the last Brute. Robertson landed the killing blow by shooting the Brute with a blast of buckshot to the face. The three convened in the corridor. Axlon: "Boss Lady, we got her. We are moving to meet you back at our mission objective." Arman: "Roger that, Corporal. Good work." The trio began to move towards their mission target, the comm relay station when Robertson began chatting with Cadieux. Robertson: "You know, Private, that was impressive." Cadieux looked at Robertson as they continued along the corridor. Cadieux: "What was?" Her naivety clearly visible. Robertson: "That kill. Almost as vicious as one of mine." Axlon: "Better watch out, Nader, she's might pass you might be out of a job by the end of this mission." Robertson: "I highly doubt that." The two men laughed quietly as they dodged a few more patrols. They were about 1000m away when a ship-wide alarm went off. The three hid in the shadows until a voice broke over their team comm. Fireteam Viper Squad Leader: "Fireteams Hawk and Harmony, we have disabled and sabotaged their main engines. You have 10 minutes to get off of the ship before it detonates. Westmoreland out." Robertson: "They sure don't like to mess around, do they?" Arman: "Fireteam Harmony, reroute to the hangar bay." Axlon: "Copy that, Boss Lady. And no, they don't. Then again, they didn't have to go and save a team member's ass either." The two men looked at Cadieux who looked down, disappointed with herself. She already began preparing for the worst from both Reynolds and Arman. When the coast was clear again, they began moving to the hangar bays.

[Naked Crook]

Meanwhile: ODST Black Team had managed to infiltrate Dangerus' flagship, and they were roaming through the halls. The area that they had landed in, was mostly deserted, with most of the Brutes off in other locations fighting the other boarding parties. Black 1: So...what was Whiskey Force's objective? Black 2: Offline the excavation laser... Black 1: Yeah...let's not do that. Black 3: What are we going to do? Black 1: Link up with the other boarding parties...and kill them. If the Covenant gets in our way...we kill them too. Just kill everything you see, and disarm any explosives you see. Black 4: I can handle that. Easy as pie. ODST Black Team began to move through the corridors, following the transponders of the other ODSTs that they were with. Due to the fact that Black Team was met with no initial resistance, they were making excellent time closing in on the other UNSC soldiers. It was not long before ODST Black Team was less than a junction away from two of Harrison's ODST Teams, who were currently engaged in a fire fight. ODST Black Team knew that the area was hot, and that moving in would be far more dangerous than moving in after the fighting had cooled down. Meanwhile: The King Raven had finished deploying the last of its ODST Drop Pods, and was now in the process of falling back with the rest of the fleet. Burke: Admiral Harrison...this is Commander Burke...we have successfully deployed all drop pods, and we are now falling back. Requesting support fire on our six. We have two corvettes closing in on our port-aft. If you could be so kind to encourage those Corvettes to break off by supplying them with a generous supply of Archer Missiles...we would be very appreciative. Burke was not overly concerned with the Corvettes, as The King Raven did outclass them. Burke's concern came from the fact that he wanted to keep his weapons hot in case something bigger came at The King Raven, or worse, something bigger moved towards the fleet which would be forced to move in the forward firing solution of The King Raven. Meanwhile: Not far from where the fleet was falling Back, the Ulterior Motive had moved in, and using its point defense weapons, managed to shoot down each and every single Archer missile that was targeting Yates' Pelican. Spender: Yates...this is the Ulterior Motive...you are clear to dock. Make it quick before Harrison finds out someone show down his entire barrage of Archer missiles that WERE intended for you. Yates: Aye sir...I am going to need a trajectory and a heading to dock in the Hanger bay...as I cannot see you on sensors... Spender: Stand by...

[Hells Sniper]

Jacob was still behind his cover. He had taken out three of the dozen brutes coming down the main highway. Jacob reloaded his rifle and then set up again, he looked down his scope and his jaw dropped. The highway didn't just have one or two patrols of brutes coming down it. It was now an entire division. Dozens of brutes were charging the front line down the main highway. It was only a matter of time before wraiths and ghosts came down. Jacob: Full attack is in effect! I repeat full attack is in effect! Dozens of brutes coming down the main highway. I need heavy weapons set up right now! Jacob pulled the stock back on his sniper and began to pick off the farthest brutes. He was firing at the Captains and Majors before the brutes began to return fire. It was heavy and Jacob's cover was blown off as he retreated backwards. Jacob: I am under heavy fire! Need backup at the main highway! It was only a matter of seconds before someone answered. Athios: This is Sergeant Athios of the Suicide Squad. We read you and are coming to reinforce your position! Jacob reloaded his sniper and began to pick off any brutes that were in his scope. Jacob: Roger that! We'll hold em off as long as we can. Across the spaceport, Suicide Squad was packing up their gear to meet up with Jacob. Athios waved his hand in the air. Athios: Let's move Suicide Squad! Captain Sharpmen isn't going to hold that position by himself! Athios began to lead the Suicide Squad towards Jacob's position. The Cross' and McKinley were right behind him. Folee, on the other hand, had been split up before to get extra heavy weapon ammo. The four remaining members charged across the spaceport, running to reinforce Jacob's position. Athios contacted Folee over the squad's private radio. Athios: Sergeant Folee, where the fuck are you! The only thing Athios could hear was gunfire on the other end. Folee: A little caught up...on the other side, sir! This place is under heavy fire...will regroup as soon--- A giant explosion was heard on the radio. Folee: Possible, sir! Working on pushing these gorillas off. Athios knew Folee was doing his job, but he hated the Suicide Squad being separated. For now, he would have to deal with it. Folee would do what he does best. Athios: Roger that, Sarge. Good luck. With that, Athios cut the radio line. Meanwhile: Dangerus could hear the gunfire from his position. He knew the brutes that had just pushed were only a fraction of the ones he could muster. He was hoping to do this fast and quick. He was also hoping Jacob and his friends would eventually survive. Dangerus: Send in the wraiths... Another one of his bodyguards grunted and ran forward past the group. A few moments later, an entire group of Wraiths past by his position. Dangerus grinned. He knew destruction was about to follow. He was about to give a command, but before he could a brute ran towards him. Brute: Chieftain! I bring dire news! Dangerus turned around and growled. Dangerus: Speak packmate! The brute ran up to Dangerus and slammed his fist against his chest. Brute: The fleet is under attack! We have lost several ships. Dangerus growled, he slammed his fist into a nearby brick wall. The wall simply fell apart from the force. Brute: The Clarity of Absolution, High Thunder, and your flagship all declare they are under direct attack from the filth. They have boarded. Dangerus howled. He grabbed his hammer and smashed the only thing holding up the rest of the building. In an instant, the building began to teeter forward and brick by brick collapsed under it's own weight. Dangerus took a deep breath. He weighed the options in his head. If he continued the assault on the spaceport, he would lose his fleet. Yet, if he tried to save his fleet, he would surely lose the battle on the ground. Dangerus grunted. Dangerus: Recall the main forces back to the ship. I will not lose my flagship, I will not lose against the filth's Navy! Continue the assault with the shock troopers. If they cannot defeat them...we will try another night. Dangerus grunted and turned around, he headed back towards the edge of the city. Dangerus: Get me a phantom... Concurrently at the UNSC Medical HQ: Troy, Carmicle, and Limos were sitting around a crate checking their weapons. Carmicle: Spaceports under attack, along with the only chance we have for Colby to get medical attention. Troy nodded as he inserted a new clip into his assault rifle. Carmicle: We reinforce the area, and start evacing wounded. Limos nodded as he grabbed an extra SMG off the rack. He pulled the stock back on his original SMG. Carmicle smiled and slid his helmet onto his head. His HUD linked up with the rest of the squad and they popped up on his radar. Carmicle: Stay low...comms indicate heavy amounts of brutes coming down the main highway. Above San Angeles: Harrison received the confirmation from Burke. He smiled as the Vigorous Inferno moved into position near the King Raven. Harrison: I can do better than that, Captain.. Harrison clicked a button on his command terminal, as the hologram of Vigorous Inferno appeared on the holotable. Harrison: Inferno...get me a firing solution on those Corvettes. Preferably one that will take them out of commission. A few seconds passed before the AI spoke back. VI: Firing solution ready. We'll be in range in approximately ten seconds, and Admiral. Something just blew up the archer missiles headed for Yates' ship. Harrison slammed his fist on his holotable. Harrison: What do you mean something? VI: Unsure. The archer missiles were en route, but ultimately destroyed. Harrison: Covenant? VI: Not according to my sensors, sir. Harrison nodded. Harrison: Focus on the two Corvettes, fire when in prime position. Murphy, figure out what the fuck just happened with Yates! Murphy nodded. Murphy: Already on it, sir. I scrambled two fighters, they are en route to intercept his pelican. Harrison smiled, his LT was always on top of things. One of the great reasons he picked him for his ship. Harrison then turned his attention back to the the holomap. His ship had formed up with the King Raven and was ready to fire. VI: Firing MAC rounds in 3...2...1... A moment later, three shots rang out from the Vigorous Inferno, the first one hitting and draining the shields on the first Corvette. The second hitting the Corvette in it's aft section, the round flying past and hitting the second Corvette. The third round hit the second and completely drained it's shielding. VI: Firing archer missiles and recycling in order to finish the job, Admiral. Harrison nodded as the Inferno fired off three barrages of archer missiles. All of which impacted the first and second Corvette. The first Corvette, which had been damaged, was hit in various weak spots as the ship began to split into several pieces. The second Corvette was hit directly in the middle, as the archer missiles impacted it, deck by deck. Eventually, the sheer force caused the Corvette to rip into two. Harrison: Captain Burke, you are clear. Regroup with the rest of the battle group. It's time we punched a hole to the rest of the fleet.