Halo Covenent

*Makren looks out the back view screen to see a sight that brings joy to his life... A human Destroyer moves alongside a Elite cruiser and both unleash a Hell upon the brute destroyer...* "Liberty... Peace and justice all sound like faded dreams... but that sight makes me realize what we are really fighting for.." *another elite looks at him* "Maybe our great journey can wait.... the humans seem to find comfort in their existance... and take glory in what they accomplish in thier shorter lives... maybe if we elites only lived for a maximum of one hundred and fifty years.... maybe we would have a better view on life.."*Makren looks back.* "After this is all over we elites Will have a better view on life... I think many already do..Look at how many races suffered in our quest for selfish salvation.." *The other elite looks out the front viewscreen at the Cable running from the front of the ship to the green phantom infront... Makren continues to watch as the last few brute vessels are hunted down and destroyed.* "This battle ends now... It has to."

The green phantom wavered as the space was torn. "damn, elites need to be more careful!" Un yelled into the com. The energy line was pulled taught as they accelerated once again. "GET READY TO BOARD!" Un yelled, and the ships were mere meters from the tip of the third leg. Nearly a minute later they had docked, and passed under the ships shields. The phantom's cannons started to melt away a section of ship, the hunters land and do their own damage. Soon a 4 meter long section is melted away. "COME ON!" Un said as he kicked a grunt down into the ship. They soon secured the room of five brutes. "Move into the next room, and seal the hatch." A High Elite with ornate Headress told them, wielding two swords. They did so. "Now where do we go, High one?" Un asked.

*Makren and a group of five elites drop down into the third leg along with Un and De...* "Ok.. we need to" *Makrens speech interrupted by the sound of a screaming brute and numerous shots behind a nearby door... A loud slam is heard against the door and two more shots* "Get ready... flood may have infested this sh-"*The door slowly opens to reveal a Green plated armor leg then another and suddenly the whole of Spartan 117 is seen standing aiming his rifle at the group..* "We.... are not here for you.."*Makren stands aiming his carbine at the masterchief* "We are here to stop truth.." *The spartan replies.. * "I need a weapon.." *Makren throws him a plasma sword.* "Then.. we are at a agreement then.. For the new alliance!"

The Toss' Brothers gurgle their agreement in their native tongue, then switch over to person to person chat with Makren "Is this a good idea high one?" Un asked, watching the Spartan through an organism on his back. "He could betray us!" He insisted. They stopped at a giant metallic door, ornate carvings covering it. An elite tried to hack the door. "Let us try!" The 8 hunters stood in a line, all their Fuel Rod Cannon's on Overload. "FIRE!" De yelled, and the line shot, their bolts impacting at the same time. The door shot inward, taking out 6 brutes, sadly, this wasn't even an 1/8th of their number. The hunters took to the sides, and took cover, along with the others, the Elites, Grunts, and Spartan threw grenades, sticking to some, and taking out others.

recap
"i have taken off in the 5x5 were am i ment to go" he sent to plo

((Me and Seraphim, with a contingent of Elites and Grunts, Are on the forerunner ship, killing brutes while it heads straight toward earth.))

........... were were am i ( Ark beaten up badly )

(((Couldn't tell ya...)))

The hunters on the left side of the giant door stuck their cannons around the corner. They let loose a volley, and created enough chaos for a contingent of grunts to run into the room.. THe Elites followed while being given cover fire from the hunters. The elites cut down a swath of destruction, leaving every brute but one dead... "Where is the prophet?!" Makren yelled at the brute. "I, I don't know! Not that i would tell you, filthy elite." He said and spat on Makren. Makren cut his leg off. "Now tell me if you want to leave this place alive!" "Okay! OKAY! He's, he's, He's near the peak, in the control room.... He's going to destroy this puny human installation and move onto their homebase!" (They don't know that they are attacking earth).

Makren looks at the sparten then at the Brute... Un and De make their way along with the rest of the group toward the next door... where more brutes fled behind.. makren looks down "Why do you fight for the blind ones?" the brute looks back "I'm not the one siding with demons you heretic..." Makren jams the sword into the brutes neck poping off its head.. MC looks up at Makren "We need to hurry if we are to stop truth." Makren looks back.. "Dont give me orders.. you haven't earned my trust yet.." A large explosion from the sealed door reveals a brute boarding pod latched... the front door and back open up and the whole group is surrounded.. makren yells "Its a trap! take cover!" Makren and the spartan make their way into the brute horde taking the first line by suprise.. three shots from a brute plasma rifle grazes the MCs shoulder as he punches through a jackels shield and into its face.. Makren slices a hand off of a brute then quickly spins around firing three carbine shots depleting his magazine into the face of another oncoming brute. makren throws his carbine at a jackel knocking it back and then grabs the removed hand and rifle it holds... More gunshots are heard and fuel rod shots are heard from the front, the MC grabs a brute shot and lunges his plasma sword as a brute embedding it into its chest... makren lunges atop a box and fire six shots from his bruterifle onto the head of the last jackel but a brute takes him by suprise and kicks him down a hall way... Makren rolls upright and begins to combat the brute hand to hand all the way to the airlock, the brute smiles.. "you'll all die" Makren replies "You.. speak too SOON!!" and rolls right underneith and kicks him upwards into the boarding craft.... Makren gets up and walks slowly back to the battle when the brute jumps back down with a plasma sword... makren turns just as the sword slices a nice cut into his back... he falls as the brute is about to deliver a killing blow when suddenly about 7 plasma rifle shots go by... makren looks up to see the bloodthirsty MC rushing towards him... the brute panics and throws down the sword and attempts to flee.. all makren hears is the unnerving screams from the brute... the MC helps makren up but not before the boarding craft begins to detatch... Makren begins to pull the MC back to the air lock.. where the Mc latches to a wall and pushes through pulling makren with him.. the door closes. makren looks up, "Ok... you have my trust."

"COME MAKREN!" Un yelled. "WE ARE NEARLY THERE!" The grunts still alive in the party cried in fear. The Hunters, 7 now, fired at another door, knocking it inward, to the waiting Brute ambush. "AMBUSH!" De yelled, as he shot his cannon, taking out 3 brutes in one blast. "GRUNTs, ATTACK!" Un commanded, the grunts grabbing onto jackals and mobbing them, taking off their breathers and gnawing on the jackals necks.

The Chief Pulls makren aside into a ventillation shaft... An elite alerts Un to the dissapearance of the two... the Silver elite panics then rallies his grunts into a wedge formation.. "With or without them we will cut into this brute infestation and quell the heresy herein.." The grunts armed with only pistols and one fuelrod cannon begin a slow march into the room, numerous brutes make themselves known and the wedge turns into a massive onrush of grunts elites and hunters... The huge explosion of anger and vigor sends the brutes into disarray... brutes call out for reinforcements...... At the same time, three levels down in the control chamber truth hovers infront of the two.. "I see you've finally made it here.... to the end.." Makren looks at truth, "Why are you doing this...?" Truth replies.. "Why? because I am fufilling my destiny... Long have we... I suppose you wouldn't know.. Your race.. the elites were a genetic test on your world before it was populated.. a creation to serve us.. for I am not entirely as you see.... I am far older than you might imagine.. and I know this much, not you.. or this.. forerunner this.. masterchief will stand in my way.." Makren looks puzzled.. "forerunner?"

Truth smiles.. "You elites really are stupid.. perhaps it was our folly not to make them more intelligent.. but then again, I wont even speak of the brutes.." the masterchief adds.. "Surrender now or we will be forced to stop you the hard way.. two of your counterparts have already fallen...you sure you wanna be three?" Truth smirks again.. "They knew what was going on.. all along.." his chair moves toward the large glass viewport.. "there were three races.... in the beginning... The kyhar... which is my races true name.. the Huhaman... or now referred to as human.. this being their original world.. are as you know the forerunners.... And ofcourse the weapon.... or as we call the flood..... You see, The Kyhar and the Huhaman lived together in this galaxy for many years... until a series of events... triggered a balance in power, your Huhamans were always at the seat of power as they laid claim to founding the council.... My ancestors and a few others assassinated the high chancellor and began the great war... The first battles were decisive for my race.. and our superior warships but our warriors were never a match for their ground forces... eventually they won the skies as well.. with the invent of their plasma weapons their ships soon became predators of the skies..."

He breathes deep. "My race.. the kyhar.. had to find a way to end the threat once and for all.. We engineered a weapon... a biological one that would constantly upgrade itself... and destroy anything it came in contact with... the flood as we call it.. However... they gave it something that would infact doom us all and that was a will.. a will to grow stronger.. and it eventually grew so strong that we could not control it anymore... seventy years we faught the flood, along with the huhaman....... Until at one point we realized there was no way to destroy them so we constructed in secret seven rings with the power to extinguish all life... except for the life on one... single planet.. Huhamis.. or better known as Earth.. At the time of the activation... numerous flood samples were secretly stored by the Huhamen to be studied for future reference incase war was to ever happen with the Kyhar again... After the detonation and nullification of the flood by starvation.. the Kyhar left Huhamis and the Huhamans behind.. beaten.. and defeated... but now.. your own technology against you... your own plasma creations kill your people.. your arrogance... your ignorance.. Your... downfall..."

Truth dissapears in a flash of the Forerunner teleportation field..

The mc looks at makren.. "We have to hurry and stop truth!" Makren just looks down at his hands and his sword... "It was all for nothing" At the same time the doors break down with Un, De and the other five hunters along with the grunts and elites..

"MAKREN!" Un trudged toward him, indifferent of MC. "THe brutes are Dead! WE HAVE WON!" He cheered, as well as chorus of the remaing Hunters, grunt and few elites. "Where is Truth?" "Gone, We have to find him, i'll fill you in on everthing later." Makren responded, and the rag-tag group ran down the hall, the elites slowing down to allow the other units to catch up, but were soon outpaced as the Hunters let loose their real power, the Instinct.

The MC looks at Un and De and the rest of the elites and hunters... "this is bad.... real bad." Makren looks up.. "I still cannot believe everything we have worked for is a lie.." The MC looks at Un and De.. "Do you think they care? Even though we were all created at some point by someone or something, we are still in the here and now... Those soldiers rely on your expertice.. your skill.." Makren looked up... "Now I see why you Humans are so hated by the prophets.. You accept things as they are, and people as they are... not as a thing to be created and consumed in war.." The mc looks back, "If we aren't careful we will all be consumed by the flood..." Makren looks at un and de, "Alright.. Everything we know is false... all lies... the humans are the good guys in this one... I know its hard to believe but I heard it from truth himself before he fled.. A carrier is all that is left and I bet truth is on it... it is currently hovering over the area of 3121213 [new york city] We have to find him.. and find out why he is there.. and kill him" Makren goes for the controls of the ship as two UNSC cruisers come up beside.... they escort the forerunner ship all the way through the atmosphere and down right above the carrier... the two heavies intercept the carrier and begin to open fire with devastating results with the MAC guns aboard.... The forerunner vessel hovers about four feet above the ground and a hatch opens to reveal a burnt landscape... three marines and a warthog LAAG stand awaiting the doors to open, they first see a hunters foot and prepare to engage them but next they see the MC's... The door opens fully and the MC jumps down.. "Get ready we have alot of work to do.." as he grabs a rocket launcher off the back of the warthog. Makren then says, "Alright.. Un and De.. you two with me and the Demon.. You group.. head to the nearest human HQ with those marines and tell them what is going on.... " the masterchief tells the marines to escort the rest of the group... Above a phantom slowly hovers down with a wraith tank attached just after the warthog leaves with the other covs.. It clearly has the mark of the Brutes on it but right as the phantom detatches the wraith four plasma shots hit the side blowing it in two, three seraph fighters fly by waving their wings... a second later six elite pods land. one of them comes up, "Makren?! This just keeps getting better.. Did you hear of the arbitor? he is on his way here himself... " The mc looks up.. "I think we've met.."

[]OMG IVE BEEN GONE FOR SOOOOO LONG. I dont have time to reread everything ive missed. Could someone PLEASE give me a recap and tell me where my spartan is?[]

((HUMANS AND ELITES = FRIENDS, mostly we are all on Earth, including you, about ready to kill Truth.))

The Hunter's look at each other, trying as hard as possible not to reveal their secret to soon. "Lets go, Brothers" They say, and start to make their way toward the carrier. Out of no where, a strange looking ship taxies in. "By the gods." Un said, and the side opened, four more hunters jumped out "we have come to aid!"

Makren looks at un and de.. "Is there something that I do not know going on here? Today has been quite a day of discover.." He then recaps what truth told him... The mc turns around and fires a rocket... hitting a ghost... makren looks at the mc "That was a GRUNT!! they are not your enemies!!" the mc looks at makren, "Hey... I'm sorry but i'm kindof used to shooting anything painted purple now.." Makren looks back at un and de, "He's right, we've caused this race enough trouble on the false leadings of the prophets... lets take some brutes out to dinner as you humans say.." Un, De the four hunters two silver elites and the chief make their way down town.. six brutes jump from indifferent windows along the housing district on the outskirts of the massive city.. Makren dives to the side as De Discharges his massive fuelrod beam at one of the falling brutes... a green shadow is seen then only charred green bones fall fourth, the other brutes charge the group... one of the silver elites tries to get out of the way but is trampled leaving him dead, Un gets right infront of the five oncoming brutes and invites one to a Hunter arm shield sandwich thus smashing its head inside itself.. the other brutes flee to take up defencive positions across the road... much gunfire is exchanged.

enters slip space "on to high charity brothers" laffed to him self "plo i will be arriving at high charithy soon advise me on what i should do i have 5 lots of elites 2 hunters and a hand full of grunts shouly i just open fire with the mac gun or what "

[]lol that helps a little i guess. lol ill try and rejoin[]

The Spartan awoke laying in themiddle of a deserted battle feild. A dead elite lay facing her on the ground. She grunted and strugled to pullherself to a sitting position, only to be answered by a shock of pain in her shoulders. She tried again and this time sat up. She looked around and noticed bodies everywhere. it was amess of dead covenant and human. The spartan struggled to remember what had happened and why she was here.

ooc your on my ship i thought?

~I to shall try and rejoin since i havent a clue to where i am~

Drekken woke up in a ship he had no memory of what happened he walked around and found that he was in the ship with the black spartan