"I'd feel a lot better with your weapon pointed somewhere else." Schxzalor stopped but didn't turn around. "There are three more Sangheili behind us, no doubt they will find evidence of our battle. You would be wise to let me deal with them before they figure anything out." This time, he did turn around. "You don't trust me, but I'm your best chance right now."
He looked behind her, "Your projectile would be put to better use pointed in there direction."
He couldn't read the humans reaction, but is was as good as needed. At least he didn't feel a chunk of metal blowing out his chest. He stopped at the drop pod and retrieved his plasma rifles.
The three figures were slowly making there way towards him. He set off as to meet them before they saw this scene. He looked around him, absent mindedly clicking his mandibles. He turned the plasma rifle over in his hands, its gleaming surface reflected his face. He jerked his head back surprised at the warped figure staring back at him. He closed his eyes, when he opened them again he was looking back at the approaching Sangheili. He set the rifle back at his side and trotted off towards them.
Slowing down he stopped in front of them, slowly turning his head to look at all three, clad in blue armor. "Report." Their apparent leader hesitated one second before answering. "Advanced scouts, we were ordered to locate the humans. We believe some of there pods landed in this area."
Shxzalor checked his over shield, some of it was left, less than he'd like, but still more than he expected. "Turn around and leave this valley, I have already been here. My orders come from the Higher-arcs."
"Ha! I would sooner believe you to be a traitor before a story like that." Both elites behind him exchanged glances. They looked Shxzalor over, noticing the coloration of his armor. One of them muttered something and the leader quickly realized the same thing.
"Believe what you will, it was closer than I would have guessed had it been literal. Throw aside the color of my armor, it matters not." He lifted a shoulder plate showing them a mark on his arm. The elite started and his head snapped back to look at him. Shxzalor cut him of before he could speak. "But your first guess was right, I am a traitor." His blade leaped to life, its tip unwavering beside his face, illuminating his features.
The elite stood for a few seconds staring at the blade,"TRAITOR! HERETIC! You have broken your oath, you have abandoned our holy war, you have lost your gods."
His reaction was barely a blur, the sword, elongated by the speed of the attack, seemed to be at his side, while at the same time, buried in the elites chest lifting it of the ground. The elites expression was that of shock, and utter surprise. Tilting the sword upward, he caused the elite the slide down the length of the blade. Its first reaction was to grab it to stop its descent, it stopped inches from the cobalt hue. Instead it stared at him in horror. He raised his head staring it in the face. "This. Is. No. Holy. War!"
He swung the sword, the elite flew off the end landing limp on the ground beside him. The other two snarled and drew plasma swords. These were not high of rank, it looked like the humans had already killed some of his brothers. "Your blood will flow traitor."
"Indeed, I am a traitor. But I am not the betrayer." He ducked under one swing and blocked another. Backpedalling with the task of keeping up with both blades at once. He opened his com, "Humans, perhaps your interference would be appreciated."
Huon watched as a group of 3 marines from a lifepod came into the camp.
Huon:Hello marines.
Marines:Yes sir?
Huon:Help complete the shelters.Were using some peices from some destroyed banshees.one came here recently and then another was a lil bit ago.the armor when tied down properly haves good shelter.Hopefully it will be done soon.
Marines:Yes sir!*they travel off to do thier jobs*
Huon:Goood 3 new marines...But wheres the spartans?
Tekka walked over a hill, and stopped. He saw one elite fighting others. He recoginised the one fighting the others. It seems like he have become an heretic. Sad accualy, for what Tekka knew, that was a great man. Plo and Asst stepped up next to Tekka. Tekka looked around and smiled. "The humans have an encampment here somewhere. Find it" he said and sent both the elites to different locations to scout. He himself standed up and walked slowly towards the fighting elites, but smooth and near high terrain ready to hide.
~ the two elites is up to you guys if they find anything when they are scouting, if they do, you may attack them or let them go or something. ~
There was a loud hum and something extremely hot and bright flew past his head. Instinctively Schxzalor ducked out of the way to see an energy sword blow over one of the elites. Instantly he twisted to the side and came at the second elite from the side, his blade meeting another one, well placed it caught him off guard and nearly knocked his own sword out of his hand. Leaning to the side to avoid an angled swing he swung the sword in a broad arc at waist level, the elite blocked that one as well, and swung his sword straight down. But there was no finesse to the swing, it was all brute strength. Basic attack with a basic block, Shxzalor brought his sword up in front of him at an angle, the enemy blade glanced off biting the dirt. It would have went well, except his own sword flashed and went out. Looking around wildly he took one step back, then another. Rule number one, something always goes wrong.
Kiyo heard thumping behind them, he instinctively turned around as a hunters beam flew past his head. His shields were finished regenerating so he was able to move about. He sprinted towards the hunter as fast as he could towards it. The hunter brought its arm up to it's waist level as kiyo jumped onto its arm. It roared in anger as it tried to smack kiyo off of him, as it roared he shoved a handful of frag grenades into the beasts mouth. It finally struck Kiyo and just at the right moment, too, because as he was hit backwards it exploded and green insides splattered all over him.
[I thought hunters had orange insides. Although this one time the hunters on my X-Box started spewing green blood. In the flood format..]
Shxzalor reached down for his rifles when something very heavy roared behind him. He couldn't afford to look but judging by the sounds it was a hunter. A Demon rolled past him, yeah it was a hunter. The elite looked from him, to the Demon and made it's choice. He guessed a Demon would be better prize, he didn't worry about Shxzalor, he was currently unarmed. The warriors eyes were fixed on the Demon, Shxzalor ran up in front of it smashing it square in the face, it staggered backwards, but shook it off and came again. He placed himself between the Demon and the Elite. Grabbing both plasma rifles he aimed them at it, by this time it had fully recovered from his blow. "You shall not have the Demon." Quickly he turned to the demon, "Hunters travell in pairs." The Elite waited one second, before raising his sword and charging, roaring as he came. Both rifles in Shxzalor's hands flashed to life.
The elite dropped to the ground. Slowly Shxzalor let the rifles fall to his sides. Staring at the corpse in front of him, lifeless eyes seeing nothing. He blinked one slowly. Suddenly he seemed deflated of energy. He shook his head slowly. Looking around he didn't see the second Hunter.
Both rifles clattered to the ground at his feet. Shxzalor dropped to his knees, he closed his eyes and set both fists on the ground leaning on them heavily. After a while his eyes opened, and he looked up at the sky. Taking a deep rattling breath he retrieved the dropped sword of his fallen enemy. Spotting the other elite with the sword sticking out of him he walked over and got the second one. Clipping both handles together he deactivated both blades and connected the dual bladed weapon to his wrist.
"Spartan 116 reaporting. You called?" She said walking up behind Huon"
He helped the human to his feet, "I have an objective and I will be working with you. The lives of your fellow humans matter to you, mine does not. I would expect no better, from my own and certainly not from you. The other demon, "He turned towards the others. "She means something to you. You weren't maintaining military formality. Thats a first for a Spartan. I know you don't trust me, but trust me or not, the only way your going to get rid of me is to kill me, and I doubt your going to do that in your condition. Maybe you might try when you are healed, but by that time I hope you wont want to."
He turned and started to walk away, "But I want you to know one thing, your lives do matter to me. Wether you are grateful or the opposite dosen't matter. I will do my best to ensure your saftey."
Huon:Ima go and see how the cave work is going.
*walks into the cave and goes to one of the 3 entrances in it.*
Huon:Hello???There shopuld be 4 marines here.
*he walks into a chamber and sees the scattered bodies of 4 marines and a group of 3 elites,5grunts and 1 jackal.*
Huon:Wtf?This aint right.The covenant shouldnt even see the cave entrances...And wait...theres always 2 jackals...*looks behind him and sees the jackal with a plasma pistol*
Jackal:*makes some noises and shoots huon*
Huon:*dodges main bullet but his shoulder is burnt.takes out his spistol and melees the jackal*
Huon:ARGH!A sh*t!The burn!ARGH!*slowly walks into the cave and then collapses on the ground and goes unconsious*
Shxzalor smiled faintly, the Covenant hadn't yet cut him off from the battle net. The chatter of the soldiers on the ground betrayed two deadly important facts to him. Switching the battle net off for the moment he checked his com, and set it to the humans frequency. "Switch frequencies to the specified one give, it is a secure channel." He waited a few seconds. "There is an ambush waiting for you in the...cave is it? Nonstandard platoon of above average strength. Recommend reform and regroup. One of your men has been taken alive, as of yet I do not think the infantry have left the cave. I would not suggest sending in the marines without the support of the De- Spartans. One of the elites may be equipped with a sword, and another possibly with an active camo."
He switched it off, "Get moving demon, they may know your here, as far as I can tell from the Covenant battle net they have not yet informed the others of their find, no doubt they want to take all the glory. I'll be along momentarily."
He switched to a private channel. "Tekka, I know your there. My advice to you would be to back off unless your trying to blow my cover. I've already killed three of our brethren and I will not hesitate to claim your life either. I'm going to capture these demons alive so we can replicate their technology. This is on an encrypted channel. No one else knows of this. Don't mention this to the prophets, it must remain secret and they will kill you. Activate active camo and get back to your drop point. Revise your plan... And remever, honor above all."
Hopefully Tekka would believe that, he switched the battle net back on just in time to hear the platoon over the proximity channels. "You two, did you find him? *pause* No! Check down that way. Its the only place you haven't been." Shxzalor switched back onto the comm, "Pilot, copy? You have two grunts moving on your position. ... Copy?"