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Crash of the Accolade [Part 02]
Posted By: Argonox<skit_so@hotmail.com>
Date: 2 June 2003, 4:31 PM
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Series 01 [Abandoned Covenant]
Part 02 [Crash of the Accolade]
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Somewhere on Halo Segment 03076
Master Chief stood tall and unsure, waiting for the Accolade to make some form of attack. His methods unknown to any one, what would happen?
A cold wisp of air floated by, the elite shook slightly and its jaw open and snarled quietly. Master Chief looked down at his hands, holding an Assault Rifle in one, then looked up slowly into the still darkened night sky.
Why did this go so wrong? I was only meant to be out on a routine check out on the Halo fragments. And only a few weeks after I alone, destroyed it. And now unknown covenant and some kind of invisible predator ambush me repeatedly. I have had a really bad month, yet if I don't something about the Accolade, god knows I might end up dead. I have no choice either way. It's either him or me.
Master Chief slammed his fist down onto his rifle and charged at the Accolade. Stepping to one side as he made his move, he fired off a chain of bullets, all hitting the yellow shield brightly shining in front of the elite. The Chief ducked down onto the floor getting some low shots at the machines metal legs, the bullets sparked the legs and bounced off into the mud. The elites gave a loud cry and charged at the Chief. At an incredible speed, the Accolade flew towards the Chief and struck him in the upper abdomen, sending him spinning backwards. Barrels flew, as the green rag roll ploughed through them.
Still charging at the Chief lying down, it launched up into the air, its yellow shield glowed brightly above him. The giant foot crashed down, Master Chief pushed himself to the side as it crashed down and sank into the mud.
The Chief saw a covenant plasma grenade lying in the mud, without hesitation he grabbed it and slammed it onto the side of the metal foot wading in the mud, then rolled away gaining his balance as he dived once more as the blue explosion rippled through the clearing. The Accolade toppled backwards; wires under its metal coating sizzled and shone red. The grounded machine sprang back up to its feet and seeing that parts of it were now exposed, an orange circle appeared from its right arm, a large form of a jackal's shield. Only one arm free now, it rose up and glowed, blue plasma bolts shot out at Master Chief, crashing into his chest, knocking him clean from the floor and into the neighbouring tree behind him. The wood split and the tree crashed into some empty crates sending even more wooden splinters out across the soaking wet floor. There was a loud click and a bright white beam locked onto the Chief's body, there was no escape, not even in the dark of the night. More plasma bolts hurdled at the body lumped against the tree, hitting him directly in the face, Master Chief's visor cracked loudly.
The Accolade approached the body; looking smug it reached down to pick up the lifeless body. The Chief sprang up and fired a round into the gaping hole where the buzzing wires sat. Sparks flew and the shield crackled until it disappeared. Suddenly a small explosion inside the grey body rocked the colossal machine slightly and then the yellow shield covering the elite disappeared, the elite looked surprised.
The Chief looked even more surprised, he quickly aimed his rifle at the elite and fired, but nothing was heard accept an empty click. Realising that his rifle was empty he quickly tried to make his escape. Soon to be scooped up and thrown across the clearing into an empty Warthog's window screen.
The Accolade strolled up to the Chief once more, who for some reason was sat up looking at it, wondering slightly what he was up to, it approached a little more carefully.
Suddenly the machine gun on the Warthog came to life, it roared as the bullets were chucked out from it. The bullets pounded into the machine as it tried to retreat, failing to do so as the gun followed it's every move as it crashed into a pile of supply crates. Small glowing triangles gently slide out across the floor, a small red orb shining from the inside.
The Chief dropped the gun controls and spirited out across to this object, he jumped and slide into his strange shining triangle. He hit it directly and a quick buzz sound rang out and he disappeared.
The Accolade rose up from the boxes and roared, all its guns glowed and the white torch beam shone over the plain, searching for life. A small group of marines were witnessing the fight. A mixture of blue and green plasma span through the air, and rocketed into the hiding place sending marines into trees and boxes, screaming. But still there was no sign of the Master Chief. Until it was too late.
The Chief appeared from nowhere in front of the Accolade, pistol pointed at the elite inside. The Chief pulled back on the trigger, a bullet shot out and sunk into the elites chest, little blue splatters covered the metal body. Again the Chief squeezed the trigger, the cold steel suddenly felt warm, more bullets struck the elite in the legs and lower abdomen, it roared in pain, the blue blood gently flowed in the puddles of the brown dirty mud. The Chief vanished once more.
The he reappeared. Hanging by one arm from the lamp, he looked into the defeated elites eyes "You shouldn't have bothered" the Chief chuckled slightly. And with his spare arm, he sent a crashing fist into the elites face, a loud crunch echoed, the blue blood splattered up and cover the Accolade writing. The machine came to a silent stop, and dropped backwards into the pile of already splintered crates.
The Chief looked back up into the sky, seeing the little orange flashes still glistened. He placed one hand to his helmet as he bent down to pick up a crackling radio, "Master Chief here, I require a pick up. From Halo Segment 03076 Base Camp. Covenant forces have been neutralised from now. Once I'm back onboard we can blow this piece of rock into a million more pieces. Chief out."
The Chief looked up at the sky, still little orange flashes darted across the empty black sky, it wouldn't be long until he would be picked up, still it would be a long night until he could get any sleep.
The End
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