Rain poured down onto Halo. Night, dark and void. ZA Main Operations was in ruins. Most of the buildings and structures were in rubble. The entire East Gate was now nonexistent. The ZA fortress that once was a beacon of strength was now nothing more than a flickering candle. The sound of gunfire and groaning zombies could barely be heard over the storm. The ZA base was not the only thing in chaos.
“Report!” ordered Star, sitting at a table in the ZA Main Armory. The armory was one of the few buildings left standing and was made into a makeshift HQ. All the weapons were off their racks and scattered across the floor of the armory.
“The Staff Sergeants and some Sergeants have set up a barrier along the fallen East Gate. Corporals are beginning reconstruction. And Privates are scavenging the rubble for any usable equipment and supplies.” Replied Buck sitting to the left of her.
“Good. MasterA.” Star directed her attention to the Major General.
“There have been no signs of them in the 5 mile radius we have been patrolling. They seem to have deserted for good.” Responded MasterA further down the table. “We will make another round in the morning to be sure.”
“I see. Phoenix?” now addressing the Major General.
“We have retrieved little information from the samples we collected. The Research Center was one of the buildings targeted so Luna has to resort to more primitive methods to continue the analysis. Sarge is actually helping her out with it now. I will give you a full report on the results.” Said Phoenix.
“Understood. Thank you.” Star replied.
Just then, Grimm burst open the massive door to the armory. He seem scared, terrified.
“They are back” declared Grimm
The Senior Staff arose and followed the Staff Sergeant quickly. He led them to the ruins of the East Gate. The Staff assessed the situation. There were no zombies. The aura was already ominous. Dudeman, eXiLe, Slowbro, and Drk were all bleeding from their left shoulder. *Four injured* noted Adder. The group, now at the barracks, looked out into the horizon beyond the rubble of the gate. Eleven Spartans could be seen standing in the distance roughly 15 meters away from the perimeter of Main Ops. All but Adder, Star, Phoenix, and MasterA stayed behind the barracks. They now all aimed their rifles and weapons at the eleven. The 4 Senior members went out beyond the perimeter to confront them.
“Bagel?! Marmite?!” exclaimed Adder in dismay. “Slim said the FC Founders died.”
“Oh please Adder.” One of the Spartans on left responded, Slim. “I would think after this little incident you would have learned not to trust me finally.”
“FCs... You all are still alive…” said Star in shock as well. “What is the meaning of all this?”
Bagel, Marmite, Slim, Wings, Taco, Tuna, Cookie, Coyote, Nugget, and Banana were the ten FC Spartans standing before the ZAs. The eleventh Spartan was standing behind the two FC Leaders. Cookie’s rifle was the only weapon drawn.
“Star and Adder.” Began Marmite, stepping forward. “You two have something we want. I doubt anyone other than my friends Slim, Taco, and Wings know.”
*That’s why the armory was found a mess* thought Star clenching her fists. She was angered.
“But obviously nothing is so simple. So we are willing to offer you options.” Added Bagel. He turned around and grabbed the arm of the eleventh Spartan and pushed him in the direction of the ZAs.
“No… Is that you Trunks?” Star now said with a saddened voice.
The Spartans standing before them was disgust. His right arm was gone at the joint. His left leg appeared to be broken in several places yet was still being used to support the rest of his broken body. His armor was a dark purple/blue color. There appeared to be no sign of life. Just an empty set of armor.
“He can’t respond to you.” said Marmite. “He was our first experiment. Also our closest one to perfection. He has the strength than can surpass any of us here. He has also lost his desire for human flesh. Yet his mind is no longer present.”
“Bastards!” shouted Adder.
“Don’t get angry. You all didn’t even look into his “leave”.” Said Bagel pulling back Trunks. “So what do you say? We are willing to give you back your Founder. For… him.”
“Never!!” screamed Star. “X! A!”
In an instant, the two ZAs called withdrew their weapons. Phoenix aimed his sniper rifle at Cookie who was now returning the same action and MasterA pointed his shotgun at the FC Leaders. The FCs responded in a similar manner all drawing out their sniper rifles. The ZA members behind their leaders drew their weapons at attention as well.
“Now now.” Chuckled Bagel, not phased despite the tension. “We never really thought this option would work. But we thought it was worth a shot.”
“Enough talking.” Injected Marmite. “We gave you your chance. As of now, FC officially declares war on ZA. The next time we meet, it will be on the battlefield.”
“So be it…” grudged Adder.
“You WILL fear the power of FC.” Marmite stated as he turned around.
The group of Spartans all turned their backs to ZA and then disappeared in the darkness of the night. The ZA clansmen lowered their weapons. The sound of warthogs could be heard pulling away from the area. The four Staff members returned behind the barrier. ZA and FC. A second war. A war that would decide the future of this… infected Halo world.
I was not present in this installment but it shall be forgiven...for now...
Also we need to make love not war with the FC's, I mean at least try. But if that fails I say we avenge Numpty by feeding Wing's head to the zombies.
"Hey guys, I just bought this thing called a sight ward...so it's GG." - MasterA in League of Legends
Carnage wrote: Also we need to make love not war with the FC's, I mean at least try. But if that fails I say we avenge Numpty by feeding Wing's head to the zombies.
WTF?! xD
Hey, I think Carnage has the right idea.
my signature broke, here is a fox snek:
