Raevynn looked up at the strange spartan. "With all due respect. My job hasn't even started yet. Im here to help assist the surviving humans." She said, uncliping an SMG from her waiste and slipping in a new clip of ammo. The open wound in her shoulder didn't even appear to bother her. "Where are the others and who is in comand her?" she said, cliping the loaded SMG back in its place and proceeding to reload the next weapon.
Davaran looks at the comms, "will do." he turns around after setting the radio on a bench table.. "damnit, theres.. nothing here to use.." he sees only three warthogs, only one with a weapon, a regular LAAG gun other than that, just rubble.. and emptyness.. keroth turns and looks at the sight as well.. "I.. cannot see what the problem is, you built that vessel from nothing, why can't it be fixed?" davaran smirks.. "Parts. I dont have any new parts for it." Keroth hears a strange sound behind him.. "Kill the human, you've earned it." he turns to see one of the black op elites that were dropped earlier.. davaran looks in terror as the plasma rifle is only a foot or two from his face... Keroth walks over to the elites side.. "what news of the outside.. I was questioning this prisoner.." the elite turns.. "The attack is going well, a pelican was shot down by our glorious seraph fighters, and word tells that their ship in space was either destroyed, or fled the field.." keroth steps a little closer.. "I have some things to tell you.." the black ops elite looks at him. "Yes?" keroth replies.. "The war.. is a lie.. brother.. and from your record.. it is also over for you." keroth at that time with almost lightning quick speed, pulls his hand up, hits the elite in the head, and pulls his hand back. "Sorry about that, you were saying?" davaran smiles.. "I have an idea."
Huon threw a few rocks at a barrel.maybe it would set the barrel off.And finally after 2 more tries the barrel exploded and it set off another one and destroyed a elite and 3 grunt.Huon smiled and knew although there was a infinite amount of rocks to use what would happn in the fuel rods ran out of ammo?it would become a hardfought battle say a wraith came in...Huon hoped that they would get out of here...
"Your job is to kill. You can't do that if a single Elite can take you down with that much ease. And your job started as soon as this Pelican hit the ground. Some of the others are trying to get here, or are in one of two buildings under our control. No one is in command literally, but technically I, being a Major, and the most experienced at combat, am in command."
Outside a Brute roughly shoved it's way to the Pelican, "Let me through." It grunted, "If you want something dead send in one of us. At least we are competent." He leaped into the wrecked human craft and walked down the ramp, eagerly waiting combat.
Ten saw the Brute, "What the?" He looked at it for a second, it didn't look like anything he'd seen before.
Axon: It's a Br-
"Brute, I know." He walked forward and stood in front of it, blocking it's path. It smiled and advanced on him. He moved to take it in the face with all his strength, but it grabbed his hand, and slammed a fist into his visor, it cracked, he could see it through the stars. He attempted to put pressure on its arms but its mucles were hard as steel. Then he was off the ground, flying through the air. When he hit the wall, he wouldn't be surprised if the other Spartan could feel the impact. Several cracks appeared from the point of impact, and he landed on the floor disoreinted.
Huon called ten "Sir,Is there any ammo in that pelican?Cause we are going to run out soon if we dont get anymore ammo soon......"
Huon ordered the group to start using ammo as the rocks were becoming ineffective.The group shot out of th building and it killed covenant with ease.Then they hosed the place down with mg fire and were able to take out several large barricades.
Keroth called for davaran once again, "Its getting intese outside, they may need some help." davaran yells back to him, alright then, get on this warthogs 50cal.. This'n has a mount on the left and right side for additional infantry so it wont be quite as agile as the original, I still think it was a good idea.." He runs over starts the engine then lifts the hood, makes sure everything is running ok then jumps in the drivers seat.. "Too bad no one thought to give the passenger a safetybelt" keroth looks at davaran terrified..
"They are and always will remain demons" Tekka said to Shxzalor and turned his back on him. "There will always be a struggle between the covenants and the humans. The demons will stay with the humans whatever the situation will be like and here I am without an side. I dont think I ever will be able to trust the humans, and especially not the demons. I am afraid I wont trust the covenants either" Tekka said and looked out the window. "Are you even listening to me, Shxzalor?" Tekka said and turned around, discovering Shxzalor knocked down on the ground. Above him an black dressed elite stood holding two energy swords. "You disturbed me in my chatt; who are you?" Tekka questioned the elite who had slammed Shxzalor down. "I am the second of the fallen warrior Zanolar, he was the first in command down here. I am Nuhrok and I am in command here now. Not you or any of your friends shall stop me" He stepped forward, over Shxzalor and ignited his two swords. "Ooh.. Scary" Tekka said and stood by the window. He watched the two swords he had in his hilts, but he felt they where not needed.
"Lets not fight" Tekka said and took a stepp closer to the window. He looked outside. It was not far down to the street. He turned back to Nuhrok. "No.. Lets fight" Nuhrok said and started running towards Tekka. Tekka laughed and charged Nuhrok without any weapon. He threw himself and slided on the ground, passing under Nuhrok. Nuhrok turned around and watched Tekka jump up from the ground making an flip in the air, igniting his two blades. "Show of" Nuhrok said and swung his blade from two directions. Tekka threw himself back to dodge. "That was close.. Need to be more carefull" Tekka thought and got up again. He made some quick blows, easy to defend, but they where enough to force Nuhrok backwards. Tekka looked behind Nuhrok and smiled. He attacked from two directions, forcing Nuhrok to parry with both blades, and when he did, Tekka kicked him out the window he had tricked him to back up to. Nuhrok screamed as he fell out, but stopped when he noticed it was only maybe four meters down. He watched up as Tekka jumped down after him. Nuhrok looked around noticing he had dropped his two swords. "Oh shit" He said and rolled aside.
Tekka slammed into the ground and missed Nuhrok by an inch with his left blade. Nuhrok slammed Tekkas arm, giving him unimaginable pain. Tekka dropped the blade screaming as Nuhrok threw Tekkas sword away. Tekka smiled. "I still have one left, and you dont" Tekka said and swung it at Nuhrok. Nuhrok rolled aside again and kicked Tekka in the chest, giving him pain enough to make him loosen the grip of the sword. Nuhrok then kicked him once more, making him fall down dropping the sword. Nuhrok then got up. "Not any more" He said and walked up to Tekka. He lifted Tekka up and threw him into the building wall making Tekka fall to the ground. He walked up to Tekka and kicked him in the head over and over again. Tekka turned and looked Nuhrok into the eyes. He gripped the upcomming foot and pulled Nuhrok to the ground. "Bet I liked that, did I not? Sure I did" Tekka said and twisted the foot wrist of Nuhrok. "Commabder or not, you disturbed my conversation" Tekka saind and got up, holding Nuhrok in the foot. He started to spinn and span faster and faster, all untill he let go, and Nuhrok flew perhaps four or five meters away. Nuhrok got up quickly and noticed the blade lying next to him. He grabbed it and ignited it. "Getting tought?" Tekka said and smiled as he started running towards Nuhrok.
Tekka stopped and raised his arms. He went into an vicious rage as he screamed into the air. He ran screaming right towards Nuhrok two stood ready with the sword. When Tekka closed up Nuhrok swung his blade, but Tekka rolled and the blade missed. Tekka got up infront of Nuhrok and grabbed his arm to hold the blade away from himself. He then kneeled Nuhrok over and over again, making him bend down of pain. As Nuhrok bended down Tekka slammed him in the face making him stand straight again. He gripped Nuhroks arm tight and threw him into an building wall. "It hurt, does it not?" Tekka said and stomped on the back of Nuhrok.
Nuhrok screamed of pain as Tekka lifted him up. Tekka was bloody and tired after the fight and pushed Nuhrok up the wall. Nuhrok was badly wounded aswell and Tekka bended down and picked up an energy blade. He ignited it and held it at the throat of Nuhrok. "Heretic. I always knew that you could not be trusted." Nuhrok said and spitted at Tekka. Tekka held the sword closer the throat. Nuhrok laughed and the second after he spitted blood instead. His lifeless body fell to the ground. "Well fought, brother elite. Someone always have to be the winner, and this time it was me" Tekka said and grabbed his other blade. He watched the dead elite and then threw Nuhroks lifeless body into the ground. He walked up to the building and threw Nuhrok into the same window Tekka threw him out from. Tekka climbed up and into the window again. "Now tell me what the hell is happening here, Shxzalor" He said and slapped Shxzalor in the face to make him wake up.
Tekka dropped both Nuhrok and Shxzalor. He sat down against the wall and started mending his wounds. "I love an warm welcoming" Tekka said and smiled. He when he sat down realised how close he was on getting killed. "Never underestimate your opponents, Nuhrok" Tekka said and then watched Shxzalor.
Shxzalor opened one eye, slowly, with blurry vision he saw Tekka giving his attention to some wounds that weren’t there when whatever coward it was had hit him from behind. He grunted, Tekka’s actions suggested that it was safer now. He pushed himself up and looked around, his head methodically swinging in both directions as he turned from right to left, taking things in from every direction. Then he noticed Nuhrok, and the blood. “So…my old student’s student had shown his hand.” He turned now to Tekka, looking him in the eyes. “You came out of that confrontation alive. I’m sure he was a formidable opponent to face. He must’ve died with at least some honor.” But the distant gunshots reached his senses. He turned, shifting his feet, so he was looking behind him. The edge of the light from the shattered window traveled along one of the golden outlines in his armor. He stepped out of the shaft of light streaming in from the window and walked across the room, through the shadow, to another window. He saw some Covenant troops moving to one location from different directions. They were headed for one area; a lot of them must be dead by now. The humans must be putting up a glorious battle. He turned his head around to regard Tekka without really moving his feet. “Come Tekka…” He turned back to the window. “The humans will not unleash their weapons upon you while you are with me. I feel a glorious battle awaits us. It is time to end this chapter in our lives and escape this sphere.” He gripped the hilt of his crimson energy sword; even though it was deactivated it gave him comfort. The unique blade came from one of his great forefathers. It was the blade of an Arbiter. Shxzalor would have to accomplish much more before he became worthy to truly wield the sword with pride. It took him a few seconds to tap into the Human’s communication. “This is your Elite friend Shxzalor…this battle has gone on long enough. The Spartan is preoccupied at the moment…and your men are trapped in one of your buildings…they have held out with great zeal so far. But their weapons are running low on projectiles. We must send them relief now, and clear the Covenant warriors from this city, so that we may depart without interference. I will go with the Honorable Lord Tekka to assist in whatever way I can. I am cutting my communications now.” He spoke to Tekka without turning from the window. “They trust us to some degree Tekka. You cannot deny the Humans honor. Despite their disadvantage they throw themselves at us, despite what they may fear. You will soon see that they are good brothers to fight along side with upon the field of battle. You shall soon see…” He shattered the window with his fist, and leaped out.
Davaran moved through the town quickly.. keroth screaming taunts in foriegn toungs at the jackels he continues to mow down.. davaran moves through an intersection, nearly missing a car.... he tugs on a string attached to keroths leg, keroth quickly turns to the front, gun blazing.. a group of six jackels move into a line, the middle three are smashed below the vehicle and the other two are gunned down.. he moves between buildings honking the horn, trying to get any allies to come out so they can all go back to the base..
Davaran, "How you doing up there?!" keroth yells back.. "I'll never be able to go back to a spectre!! ever! a glorious device this is!! worthy of combat!!!" he pulls the trigger yet again, elites dive out of the way... two of them dont even realize what is happening until they are laying down bleeding and dying.
Shxzalor flipped in the air once, and landed on his legs, slightly bent. The impact was heavy, hard, and straightforward. He looked from left to right, scanning the street a second time, before darting across and running along the walls of the human buildings. He stopped when the street met another; he leaned over a peered around the Corner. There were to Jackals moving towards the battle. He ran out and activated his sword, both of them turned and fired, but the two shots went wild, he cut both of them in half with one broad stroke. He walked on ahead, just as two halves of the Jackal’s energy shield handle fell to the ground. The battle was closer, just around the corner and down the street apiece. He turned to the wall of the building that stood at the second intersection he’d come to since leaping from the window, and found a door. Opening it he ran up the buildings stairs to the roof. The next building over was much lower in height, this building was only three stories, and the other building was two. He took a running start and leaped across the distance to the shorter building, rolling when he hit. He ran to the edge, he was directly above the battle now. His red energy sword erupted in his hand. Then he charged off the edge, headed straight for an elite, who had just enough time to turn startled before Shxzalor sword pierced its skull and pinned it to the ground. He grabbed its plasma rifle, at the same time deactivating his sword and putting it away. There weren’t many Covenant left, but they would soon come after regrouping to wipe out this human position. He picked up another Plasma rifle and walked into the Human controlled building. He tossed both of the Plasma Rifles to marines, and unclipped his own blue Plasma Rifle and threw it to another marine. He kept the purple one at his side. “My brothers have gone for the moment. But you must know your enemy to defeat them. They only retreat to come back later in greater numbers, and they will be more organized. Go out and gather weapons. We can hold them off here for now. But when they make their main assault, we must be back at their base.”
((To climax and sort of end Diagona, there will be one big battle where Sierra Squad and Huon is now. Then an even larger one at the “base, lets hope Davaran can come up with some things to help.))
(If I recall.. Not all the members of Sierra squad are inside the building, and what I mean by that is, ones who drop in combat, are assumed dead.. since you dont always have time to check, I'ma go after those.. and anyone else that hears the honking.. just run towards it, I got enough room for about 9 people)
Davaran drives continuously around the main section of the colony, he turns a corner a little too sharply and the tail end hits a skids off a wall, he looks at keroth who is shrugging his shoulders.... davaran hits the gas once again and turns a different corner to see a strange sight.. two jackel bodies, very mutilated..the ones legs appear to still be standing, and the other is twitching, not far from there the tops lay very much dead... keroth yells.. "Shxzalor is nearby.." davaran begins to honk once again.
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Keroth called for davaran once again, "Its getting intese outside, they may need some help." davaran yells back to him, alright then, get on this warthogs 50cal.. This'n has a mount on the left and right side for additional infantry so it wont be quite as agile as the original, I still think it was a good idea.." He runs over starts the engine then lifts the hood, makes sure everything is running ok then jumps in the drivers seat.. "Too bad no one thought to give the passenger a safetybelt" keroth looks at davaran terrified..
Yeah, sorry if you missed this post.))
yeah, remember, its only me and Keroth in the vehicle.. so one in the normal passenger seat, and four additional on each side.. and I just posted about me hitting a wall lol...and sorry I missed the part about huon and the marines.. I guess i'll search for regular suvivors, since I didn't actually land with you guys, my guy wouldn't know the extent)))
Known as: An Oracle (Oracle)
Age: Unknown
Race: Covenant Elite
Appearance: His specially made Elite Armour is gold, but has turned a grayish color since most of the battling done on countless worlds.
Occupation: Advisor to the Prophets
Rank: Elite. Advisor to Prophets
Personality: Oracle is full of info on the creation of Halo, and the Covenants ancesators. Some wonder why he isn't an actual Oracle. Oracle has taken a great liking to all of the Prophets.
History: Born on a now dead planet, Oracle (original name is still unkown) was said to have been taught by actual Oracles, though, all of this is still unknown. His past if very clouded, and he has secerts that even the Prophets don't know. He fights for the Covenants bloody cause, and would gladly give his life for the Prophets, but... he met a Spartan sometime when Reach was attacked, and, he hated them. He referred (like the rest of the Coventant do) the Spartans as "Demons". If he were to meet one on the field of battle, he swore he would kill them... strangely, at Reach, he did not kill a single Spartan.. some say it is because he thrives for Galatic Peace...