Space E-war

[dinoman666]

Flood had already infest the Sangheili Cruiser, slaughtering and infecting the guards, then suddenly disappeared into the woodwork (or the metalwork, as it were). The Gravemind, having divided himself into small pieces, had also worked his way into the ship, waiting...

Grievous cocked his head. "I doubt this would be Marican anyway. I have made an alliance with them recently." He walked out of the Control Room with his three guards and OOM-6 flanking him. He stopped and faced the Sentinal, waiting for the machine to communicate somehow.

[Doc 42]

The Drone leapt off the stadium rim, falling down and thudding into the ground heavily, catching itself cleanly... It glanced around once before its main two eyes locked on greivious. The machine said in a dark deep voice "Which one is Serephir?"

The bolt of light barely missed the warrior, having just skimmed past his side thanks to his jump.. He pulled up his other arm, his gattleing gun spinning into motion, a torrent of bullets were hurtled towards the strange machine...

[dinoman666]

Grievous paused, then nodded up at the Control Room. "He's in there."

The drone slowly floated forward, the golden shield snapping into view yet again, deflecting the bullets. Its eye glowed red once more, then fired at the Koult.

Elch heard a distant rumble of thunder, and said to a nearby tracker, "What was that?"

[Doc 42]

the squad leader muttered "I wish I knew...." He barked out "Ki'ara! Tyening! Stay behind the Sanghelli, Everyone, move out!" Two of the koult hung back behind the aliens, incase they couldn't keep up with the trackers. The squad leader broke into a sprint foreward, the other koultian trackers joining him, their speed gradually increasing, their suits adding to their own formidible speed.

The warrior suddenly barrel rolled to the side, dodging the bolt, his evasion controler having recognised the drones firing patern... The things shield wouldn't break... He needed to try something else... His spear managed to hit it earlier, he could try that again, but he would need something to kick off. He tilted his jets, swinging him back around towards the wall, angleing his spear, ready to strike...

[dinoman666]

The drone hovered backwards again, its three booms snapping forward in front of the machine to shield itself.

Elch and the other Sangheili were more than fast enough to keep pace with the Koults. "It sounded like an explosion. Maybe we should check it out and let the trams fix my ship."

[Doc 42]

The squad leader growled "Trams ain't moving in untill this place is clear. Some VERY delicate equipment aboard them... Were gona go set up a permiter around your ship..." Suddenly his radio crackled into life, it was one of the pilots on patrol... "Wing6 here, we got... things... attacking the alien ship.. I repeat.. zone is hostile... They look like... Koult.... just as if they 've been dead for a week or two... Your gona have to see this for yourself. excercise caution and if you need us lay a beacon, we're here..." The tracker took in the information slowly and then replied "Roger that.... Going weapons active, I'll give you a buzz if i need you."

He shouted to the other soilders "Weapons hot! Hostiles in the area! Un sure of targets, but shoot anything with flies buzzing around it." He looked over at Elch, growling "Your team armed?"

Meanwhile, the rest of the trackers were preping their weapons, visors slideing down and coolant flowing freely across the triple barreled scout rifles.

[dinoman666]

Elch nodded and his troops checked their own weapons. After a short pause, the Ship Master asked hesitantly. "Do you know what we're dealing with?" He had overheard something about dead-looking Koult. If he knew anything about former Covenant worship, that wasn't good...

[Doc 42]

The squad leader replied "Us, Koult like ourselves, zombies or something...." He turned his head and shouted "Ki'ara! Tree tops! see if you can spot the shipand recon" The tracker nodded and suddenly sped off, moving with unhuman speed towards the tree line, suddenly bounding up onto one of the huge trunks before scampering up it, leaping onto the tree opposite when needed...

The warrior landed onto the wall, kicking off towards the machine, twirling the spear once before ramming it down, attempting to stab it into the machines weapon....

[dinoman666]

The spear stab hit the metal sphere that made up the drone's body, denting the metal, but not yet penetrating it. The floating machine floated away, booms rearranging erratically, as if it were angry. It's sphere turned away and the drone floated off.

Elch narrowed his eyes. "If it's what I think it is, we may be better off just blowing that ship to pieces..." He watched the tracker climb away, slightly envious that his kind didn't share such an ability.

The red-armored pilot from earlier was the only one left on the bridge, keeping updates on the status of the cruiser. However, he was slightly shaken, and his slitted pupils darted around, as if something were watching him.

[The Kingpin]

Serephir walked out of a door below the control room, looking at the Sentinal warily as he continued. "I take it you wanted to speak with me?" said Serephir expectantly...

[Doc 42]

The machines eyes seemed to take on a satisfied slant and it leaned closer to the new comer, saying "Ahhhh! Yes... Yes I have... Let me make it clear that I am not here to kill any of you..... rather, to offer my services..." Thara followed Serephir out, but kept his visor firmly closed, curling his lip...

The tracker glanced at him and hissed "But.... your country men?"

[dinoman666]

"They will die with honor," replied Elch gravely. "But if we can, we have to purge this plague from my craft if at all possible."

The dented drone returned to where it had last seen the Koult soldier, followed by two more and another construct, this one looking more like a golden eye fully encased in a metal shell of some kind, floating gently along and humming to itself.

[The Kingpin]

"And those services would be?" he didn't trust this machine one bit...if it could've infiltrated Blaze's wrist PC, chances are, it had the capability of doing much more destructive things as well...

[Doc 42]

OOC: Either get Elch to stop them from bombing it or get its *** off the ground quick, or the graveminds last life line is going up in smoke

The warrior was within a side tunnel, glancing out at the drones... He whisspered into his mic, the voice not carrying outside his helmet "Those things I told you about... they're back... four of them..."

A voice replied "I see him."

He whisspered back "Any bright ideas?"

His only answer was a short laugh followed by "stay behind cover..."

The tracker responded, uneasy about the aliens willingness to condemn the last survivors of his species to death "I could call in the fighters to strafe it... they could have the ship grounded within seconds..."

[dinoman666]

The golden sphere looked around, before saying in a surprisingly polite and cordial tone, "I know you are there, Reclaimers. We can listen to you through your primitive communications devices. Please, we mean you no harm. My Sentinels are... overzealous."

[Doc 42]

The koultian watching the drones from high above said shortly through the communicator "Prove it"


He had a pulse grenade inside his luncher, ready to fire. If it exploded anywhere near the drones, shields or not, they would be flung into the wall with enough force pancake a tank

[dinoman666]

The sphere sighed in exasperation. "Very well." The three Sentinels turned and floated away, intending to clean up the Flood infestation caused by the Koults. "Are you satisfied now, Reclaimer?"

[Doc 42]

The warrior responded "That will do for now... Who are you? And what the hell is this place? And dont make the mistake of thinking your superior to me in everyway..."

The soilder in the tunnel was staying quiet, having already thanked his comrade via a radiation based communicator. It had less range and was more distorted than the radios, but was thankfully completely private, makeing it usefull in situations demanding radio silence.

[dinoman666]

The sphere bobbed once in the air. "Excellent! My name is 666 (:P) Mendicant Bias. I am tasked with preventing the Flood from awakening or, in this case, preventing it from spreading. And you, Reclaimer, can help." Mendicant Bias tipped sideways, as if examining the soldier. "You ARE a Reclaimer, right? You seem to have a relatively poor Suit Class for this endeavour. It only reads as a Class Three. I suggest upgrading to at least a Class Twelve."

[Doc 42]

(im gona assume he is talking to the one up above, the other guy slunk away )

The Koult pushed off the wall, hovering and grunted "I wouldn't expect you to understand how it works. Completely different technology..."

He sunk downwards towards the strange construct, his targeting computer scanning it for weak points, just in case, quickly determining the best possible places to strike and possible weapons. He added "From what I've seen of this 'Flood' Its more than enough..."

Meanwhile... Much deeper into the mountain, a black suited Koultian warrior was wadeing through a cave of dead horrifc mutations.... many of them still twitching in the aftermath of his assault... He was the same warrior who had grabed hold of the tenticled monster before being pulled under the earth, having lost his grip during the journey.... one of the strange mutants suddenly lunged out from his left, having been hidden under the corpses. He simply stretched out his arm, a blade flying out of his wrist stabbing right through the monsters mouth. He pulled back and then made a twirling motion with his hand, the head being sliced in half before being decapitated. He forcefully grabbed hold of the stump like neck, hurling the creature across the cave, splattering its bloody body across the other corpses....