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April 7, 2550
Location: Human colony world of Honeywell
Time: 15:07
Jake looked in front of him, AV cam activated. 5 elites with strange highly decorative but also cool looking armour. He wanted to look behind him where the sound of an activated energy sword came from, but his instincts told him otherwise. One glance behind him, and one of the elites might try to kill him. He just assumed that there were more elites behind them.
The sergeant was in front of him, rifle ready to fire. Jake knew that the sergeant stood little to no chance fighting the elites in CQC, so he readied one of his power disruptors. One of this will keep shields down for at least 5 minutes and will drain power from weapons completely. He knew he had to have a precise aim, or it will drain their shields and weapons as well. Human weapons can still fire without electricity and the like, but that means his suit won’t be able to connect with the weapon. Thus, that means no ammo monitor and reticle. That will make everything harder. Frag grenades also lose their timer ability and will explode in 3 seconds upon throwing. A faulty throw will make everything harder.
“****, motion detectors should have detected them earlier!” one of the Spartans of squad two said. Jake considered the fact that their motion detectors were highly enhanced to detect even cloaking.
“Demon, you shouldn’t have come. Look around you, soon you will be just like them.” an elite from behind said.
He looked around, and he wanted to kick himself for not noticing earlier. A lot of elite corpses lay on the ground, but there were more marine bodies here. Most of them were impaled by swords. Further in the barn lay a lot of civilian corpses. They were truly too late. This was a slaughter.
“We couldn’t save them. We were too late.” the sergeant said. Jake broke in before he could say more. “How many elites behind us?” he asked.
“There are 5 here” replied Josh.
“That’s all I need” Jake replied. He was really angry inside.
The elites in front of him activated their swords. They were red in colour but he couldn’t care less. Elites usually deactivate their cloaking once they draw a weapon. He was told that it was part of their code of honour. These elites however, didn’t.
“Do not engage until I say so” the sergeant said.
Jake saw an energy sword just a few inches from where he was standing. He knew if he wanted to stand a chance against five elites from behind and in front of him he had to use it, even though he hates using Covenant weapons.
“Do not fear demon, your strength shall be remembered. We shall tell your comrades outside how brave you fought once we have disarmed them.” the elite behind of him said.
So they know of the others outside, huh? Why didn’t they help their allies when they were dying?
“Take those down those behind you, Jake” Jeremiah the other member of squad two said in a whisper tone.
“Copy that” Jake replied.
He heard swords activate behind him. “Engage!” the sergeant said before he leapt sideways firing his rifle. He heard the sound of a fired razor behind him. An elite charged toward with a lot of speed. Jake immediately reacted by dropping the old assault rifle and grabbing the sword. The blue sword connected with the red one. Another elite came running toward him. He grabbed his combat knife with his left hand and plunged it at the elite’s neck. He felt the very strong energy shields of the elite try to oppose the knife but it was no use. The knife was made from a very expensive metal that kept the shield’s melting ability to a minimum. Any metal would have been disintegrated before it reached the elite. He also had to make sure not to go too fast since the faster the projectile, the easier the shield gets rid of them. A thrown knife wouldn’t work as well since without the Spartan’s strength backing it up, the shield deflects it.
The elite he stabbed didn’t flinch. He tore the knife down to its neck and he it seemed to have done the trick. The elite fell as soon as the other came close. Matthew fired at it. Its shields withstood the combined assault of 2 assault rifles. Jake prepared to swing his sword as the other elites came dashing to help their comrade.
Jake swung his sword quickly and the elite’s shields dropped. He dashed towards Josh is. 3 elites were bearing down on him, his armour lock activated. The elites readied their swords as the armour lock was about to expire. Josh was about to get in a very tight situation. Jeremiah was fighting 2 elites and he seems to be having a hard time. The elites were simply too fast.
He heard assault rifle fire behind him and something dropping. An elite grabbed Jeremiah by the neck, sword ready to impale him. Josh’s armour lock expired, sending an emp that knocked off the 3 elite’s shields for the mean time. Jake didn’t hesitate. He dashed towards the elite grabbing Jeremiah and slashed off its arms with the sword. He was so fast that the elite was surprised. He then slashed the armless elite vertically in the torso and it fell.
Jeremiah quickly dashed to help out Matthew and the Sarge while Jake tackled the other elite backing up the one he just took down. He then took the fallen elite’s sword and dual wielded it. He saw Josh about to be lunged at.
He quickly went in between then and blocked the elite with one sword and slashed it with the other. The red sword seemed stronger but slightly slower than its blue counterpart since it broke the elite’s shield in one hit and it slashed a horizontal wound into its torso. He then impaled the elite as Josh fired his razor at the elites behind the now fallen elite.
“Damn, those shields are tough. Razor can’t even kill them in one hit” Josh said.
Jake has just noticed that the elite’s weird armour seemed to go with its surroundings. It was metal gray when the elites were in front of the barn’s wrecked scrap metal and now it is red, mimicking the barn’s red interior paint.
“Demon, I am impressed. The last time we fought your comrades, no one managed to kill our brothers. They only died when the last one standing decided to kill himself by fire and take our brothers with him.”
6 elites are left standing and Jake had no idea what they were talking about. Maybe those were the Spartan IIs or the Alpha company headhunters. Whatever they were, doesn’t matter now. He now knows that this wasn’t the first time someone encountered these elites. They just didn’t live to tell the tale.