Covenant Processing Laboratory by Brutey
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Covenant Processing Laboratory
Date: 25 June 2004, 7:17 PM
A Little Creation
Grunts sat snug in their comfortable purple chairs while they typed on and on, occasionally moving a lilac mouse to change textbox. Blob, a red armoured grunt was changing a design for a Red armoured Hunter. His office assistant, Wally, stood quietly in the corner of the room leaning on a purple filing cabinet watching Blob create a covenant.
"You know, Blob, maybe a change of weapon might not do a miss, those guns aren't very quick for immediate killing?" asked Wally.
"The pharaoh's won't allow Hunters to have a Needler for example; the ammunition is far too much fuss. The Human idiots are destroying more and more cruisers every week and soon they'll be none left!" replied Blob sighing. "This design is being processed in 0.12 seconds. Send word to Pharaoh."
A Little Word
"Don't move or the Pharaoh gets it" warned Master Chief.
It was two minutes after the Grunt, Wally, had been told by Blob to visit the Pharaoh and already it seemed it wasn't a visit he would come from with a smile on. Master Chief and his squad of four; Benjamin: Spartan, Natasha; Spartan, Brian: Spartan and Joseph another Spartan III, so Okay the squad is-all-Spartan III. But squad thunderbolt is the best there is!
"You know nothing! Leave us unhurt and flee but if you attack there will be your consequences!" muttered Pharaoh Troblon calmly.
"We know there is a Grunt creating a new Covenant force, and actually that Grunt is here!" said Benjamin, waving a hand at Blob who was restrained by Natasha and Brian. "Tell me Grunt where is your office?"
"Seventh Floor, Block A: Creation and Disposal Department, the office at the end of the Main Corridor" finished Blob. No more information was available. The pharaoh had shot him.
"Co-ordinates tracked Chief!" Mumbled Cortana.
Realising the Unknown
Master Chief and his quad were in Blob and Wally's office the team had found Wally in there because the Grunt had run back to Blob because he had seen the Pharaoh with a shotgun next to his face.
"Look under the desk, in the bin and in the filing cabinet" ordered chief, "I'll do the Computer!"
Master Chief moved the lilac mouse out of the Purple screensaver, and looked at the program the grunt had been on. It was called 'COVGENERATOR�''.
The Red Hunter was circling around and around and on the screen a flashing panel read, 'Processing Finished' and underneath it said '100 Runters generated' then it finally said 'Processing finished 2 minutes ago at bay 14'.
"Come on team! We're moving out! Fingers on your triggers and we go home in one peace!" ordered Master Chief who laughed at his little speech.
Bay 14
Lots of them. Hundreds of them. HUNDREDS OF RUNTERS!
Lined up in one straight queue, the Runters stood admiring their weapons and armour. More generating every second. Not very nice.
"Anyone got five plasma grenades and a loaded Missile Launcher? Natasha?" Master Chief asked quietly. "Thank Nat!" who gave him the plasma's and Missile launcher "Now if somebody else has a missile launcher shoots that purple Generator! Let's go Spartan's!"
Five by Five the Runters fell over dead not knowing what was happening. A big blast sounded as Brian took out the remaining object; the generator. A hovering blue plasma screen overhead said ship boarding, ship boarding, ship board...
"That's our ride" Benjamin Shouted.
Disaster
The ship was not human. The ship was covenant of was it a grey suited alien or person stepped out the control box. The Spartans realised than it was a covenant ship driven by a Marine, probably to look like he was delivering something or somebody.
Another Clue
Master Chief and his squad walked towards a massive screen. They were on yet another disused Covenant Cruiser which Master Chief and the Marines had disabled on Mission: Truth and Reconciliation.
"Put me in that slot over there chief" said Cortana quickly.
"Okay" Chief asked as the screen jumped into action showing a massive Cortana. "What have we got? And why are we on an old Cruiser?"
"Well, the Covenant created this remote control in the Covenant Processing Laboratory. And they made it to control a weapon that is based on Halo port one and that's where we are, the Halo port one! Now, I'm sure the covenant has it with them or it's on this ship which created the remote." Cortana said. "If we can find the computer, which helped them create it the control, load it and process another one. Got me so far?" added Cortana.
"Yes" replied Chief. "Come on Spartans! We're moving out!"
What a glory!
'PROCESSING, PROCESSING, PRO...'
'PROCESSING COMPLETED!'
Brian, Benjamin and Joseph were at the processing lab and Master Chief and Natasha were at office forty.
Chief and Nat were waiting for the others to come back, finally, we heard footsteps coming fast and muffed. The others had delivered the most handsome, the coolest remote ever. Fur lined and lilac metal buttons this was way too good to be even shown to a brilliant plasma widescreen television!
"Look at this beauty chief!" shouted Brian "Cuter than a new born baby!"
"Emergency chief I sense movements!" whispered Cortana.
"Cortana's right Master Chief! Runters coming down the hallway!" yelled Joseph.
"Come on Cortana!" cried Natasha.
"Door locked!" said Cortana. "Calling evac People! Just be a tick and..."
CRUNCH! A massive grey machine had just blown the wall behind the computers off and a large dropship fitted itself through it. A marine climbed off the dropship and said:-
"This is Foehammer, Spartans!" shouted the marine over the engines noise. "Get in!"
TO BE CONTINUED...
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