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"Heh, that ought to keep em busy." Bass thought, halfway to the other spire. "Can't believe Spark's plan worked." He snuck past the guards that advance, leaving their own tower unattended. Now that Slik is putting his part of theplan into action, he will sneak in and grab the flag. But in case of any guards, he made a special order to be dropped at his signal. "There's the entrance." He said to himself, unlimbering his shotgun. "Time to turn and burn." He went through the doorless entrance, weapon primed and ready. No one was there so far, so he quietly made his way to a Grav lift that went up to the second to last floor. Upon usage, he was thrust though various levels of the structure, until the blue stream dropped him off at his destination... Someone was there. He observed through glass to see two jackals, 4 grunts, and an elite. "Heh, heh. This will be fun." He said, cocking the shotgun. Bass broke into a sprint, and lunged onto the first jackal, snapping its back, while using its carbine to drop the other. The grunts ran in fear, but didn't get far after a frag left them strewn across the floor. "Too easy." Bass jeered. "I assure you, I won't be." The elite sad, smacking the carbine from Bass, but not before his sword was whipped out of his hand by Bass who chucked his shotgun at it. "Rr, come here!" The elite growled. It advanced and attempted to punch, but Bass grabbed him by the wrist, only to meet the same result when he attempted it. The two were locked in arms. 'What now?' Bass thought, then looked up at his horn, and groaned. 'Can't believe I'm doing this.' He veered back, and head butted the elite, piercing it's skull with the horn, killing the covie. He pushed it off, and proceeded to rub the slimy blood off it. "Wow..." He echoed. "Never trying that again. Now for that flag..."

'How boring.' Spark though. 'A flag? These guys watch too much Red vs Blue.' He then heard some scuffling sounds, like metal against rock. There were no animals here, Bass used them to take pot shots for practice, but then again, the only dumb animals that wear metal armor are brutes. 'Wow, for stealth, these guys are loud.' He analyzed. He turned in his helmet radio to Bass. "What?" Bass replied over the radio. "Sounds like a stealth team, did you put up some traps like Slik said?" Spark asked him. "Eeyup." Bass told him. "They step on one wrong panel, they'll be the first covenant bottle rocket." "Good, good." Spark said. "Now we become the ambushers." He took his radar jammer and activated, hiding it under some fallen branches. "Tell the others, we need everyone ready." Spark informed urgently. "I've got an idea." Bass groaned. "Come on, not one of your crackpot plans again." He whined. "You better believe it."

Congratulations on Member of the Month Spades! Gonna look good in Pink I bet.

'Wow, my luck seems to be turning up.' Spark thought. The grenades stopped going into the cave after he heard brute yells. 'Also looks like we have a new player in the game. He got up and exited the cave from the way he came in, and found his EMP field still on the ground. He bent over, dusted it, and pocketed it. 'Gonna be useful eventually. Brutes don't do anything without machines that are twice as intelligent.' He looked toward the base that had a reddish hue to it and spotted Bass on top with a sniper observing the surroundings. Spark then began his journey to the red base, but surprisingly found no resistance, which was odd to Hume since the brutes immense numbers. He reached it and nodded his regards to Bass. "Stop." Bass said. "What?" Spark asked. "Scooch to the left a bit." Bass told him. Spark did, and Bass shot, doming a Stalker brute that was in camo behind him. "Thanks." Spark murmured, eyes wide at how close he was from being torn a new one by the ape. He entered the base. It was an eyesore just like the rock cave back on Requiem. Supplies were against the wall, including ammo, frags, and the gauss hog that was parked in, blocking half the space. "Cozy." Spark commented, looking around. Millennia, the other spartan, simply shrugged her shoulders. "Ah well, did all I cou-" she was cut off as an energy sword pierced through her chest from something behind her. The elite came out of camo and slung her body like a rag doll across the room. Enraged, Bass lunged onto the elite, knocking him to the ground as Spark joined in battering the elite senseless. Bass took the sword and the elite knocked the two Spartans down with a few quick jabs. He swiftly reactivated his camo and fled the building. Bass followed out to the base's door, yelling threats and snapping the sword's handle in half. "Damn! He got away." Spark sneered, enraged. "Dunno..." Bass replied, sniper ready. He watched for a while, then shot, burying the projectile in the sanghili's shoulder. "Teach that alien son of a gun to kill one of us." Bass rumbled. "Next time it's going in his dome." "Yeah, but we also have brutes to worry about. Spark told him. "Huh, brutes?" Bass snorted. "They're just a bunch of apes on Roid rage."

Rather a depressing location, it was. Desolate, dry, and barren beyond comprehension of an actual military outpost. 'What a dump.' Spark thought to himself. He didnt bring a large army, it's doubtful to even be considered one unless you count two people. He looked back toward his back up who sat in the warthog waiting for his queue. The driver twiddled with the horn on his helmet while the other was calibrating the gauss hog he built from left over covenant vehicles and a single warthog. "Toss me a pair of binoculars." Spark commanded, gesturing for it. The driver reached into the hogs glove compartment and tossed it to him. "Thanks." Spark took it and began to scan the surroundings for anyone or anything that could lurk in the area. 'Too quiet.' He thought. Suddenly he saw a flash of something orange in the corner of his eye, and adjusted his view to face it. First it seemed like nothing, but Spark couldn't mistake the telltale orange glow of a Promethean weapon. He turned back to the other Spartans and signaled them to take the hog to one of the bases in the canyon. They nodded and took off quietly. Spark unlimbered his pistol from the holster... Then stopped. 'Wait, THIS was my idea of an ideal weapon?' He thought. 'Stupidest idea ever. Of all time, but it'll have to do.' He pulled the binoculars in the same area again, but saw nothing. Relinquishing the binoculars once more, he began to stealthily make his way to the suspected area. Entering a large clearing, he stopped to listen. First he heard nothing... But something else pierced his ear. He listened closer and stopped again. "Footsteps." Spark said to himself. He looked in the direction of where he suspected the owner of these footsteps to be. He readied the Magnum and approached the Eastern canyon wall. The sound stopped, but heavy breathing became more audible from behind a rock outcropping, but did not sound human, but was definitely much smaller then anything but a grunt. 'Or Jackal." Spark thought as he came to the rock. The breathing stopped suddenly, then the orange glow emitted from behind the rock, producing a pale corona. "That's probably not too good." Spark whispered to himself, and inched closer. More silence, but body rose from behind the rocks. A slender form of a Jackal emerged wielding a Supressor. It eyed him spitefully, barring its teeth. Omegaman Infinity readied his Supressor and opened fire. "Oh damn!" Spark backed up, but the weapons rounds kept hitting his shield, eating it away slowly. He took out his EMP field emitter, but then he though:' these things don't have shields!' So he rounded the corner and simply chucked the emitter at the Jackal, hitting it on the side of its face. Spark then turned and hustled to a nearbye cave to let his shields recharge. 'Well that went well.' He thought. 'Im just full of good ideas today.' His analysis on the situation was halted when he saw a large brute battalion at the far side of the canyon.... It was a big one. "Well this is gonna be a long day." Spark muttered.

Honestly, it sounds like a unique idea and will probably shift from the regular "random violence" that Halo 4 Machinimas have. I might be able to help but I need to know the schedule so I know when I'm free.

Name: Spark Preferred Weapon: Magnum Race and/or Occupation: Spartan III/IV Power/Ability 1: Radar Jamming Power/Ability 2: EMP field. Power/Ability 3: Covenant and Forerunner reverse engineer Bio: Began as a Spartan III and eventually upgraded after the war on installation 07 to a spartan IV. Special Weapons: Sticky Det Appearance: http://www.343industries.org/forum/gallery/image/2647-spark-halofight/

Guess I'll join.

Aww, bye Tucker. Those will be a very long 2 weeks. I guess I'll catch you when you return to us, but until then, we're all gonna miss you. And I'm not crying... I got something in my eye.

Hi there, Welcome to the Community, bud!

The maps look cool, but the size is the only problem, until Forge island

You should really see it, it's pretty cool.

Oh wow, I feel bad for you.

I love it , and I wonder if you can flip it over...

I would love BTB with Brian Regan!

Wow, that's very good!