Halo: The Missing Spartans.

A squad of the UNSC sub-section called the UNPD are called into duty to Arcadia, a Human paradise colony, and the planet is only %20 explored. They will find and lose many, but will they lose the most important part of them... themselves. They then get orders to track down and bring back a missing team of Spartans, and bring them home or put them down. Whatever it takes so they do not end up in Covenant hands. Will they find these Spartans? Or will they find something much worse lurking in the darkness that will strike at the heart of Humanity? I do not own Halo! All credit for the beloved games series goes to Bungie (original creators) and 343 Industries (now owners). This is all from my imagination, except for references to the Halo games. I am not making profit off of this story, which was created for the sole purpose of entertaining fans of the series and fans of the lore. Please enjoy :)


8. Chapter 7: Flagship Assault

The pelican clamped the side of the Super Carrier with a loud "thud", and the troop bay doors opened. The Pelican's artificial gravity was on, but as soon as we left the bay, we started floating away. "Magnetic boots!" Johnny yelled, and we all activated our magnets on the bottom of our boots, and we suddenly jerked and were stuck to the side of the ship. "I'm gonna go wait for the others by the hangar. Once we clear the hangar, I'll let you guys know. Cya later losers!" Katie yelled as she sped off towards the hangar, dodging fire from the ship. The fleets were told not to fire on the ship while we were on it. They were clear to fire on the Corvettes and Destroyers nearby to get their attention while we slipped in. "Welders." Johnny said, and we all unclipped a small welder and slowly cut a section of hull off the ship. The chunk of metal flew off as atmosphere was sucked out with crew and loose items. We slowly walked in, and welded a piece of titanium onto the hull so atmosphere stop leaving the ship and we could open our vents and save our oxygen tanks. I planted a C4 explosive on the wall behind a console, I'm guessing was a blast door console. We ran forward following a small mini-map on our HUDs with a line indicating the quickest way to the bridge.

Five minutes. Five minutes was all it took for things to go from worse, to terrible. The worse part was when we accidentally walked into a squad of Grunts coming to inspect the damage to the hull. So our cover was comprised there. The terrible part was when a pair of Hunters showed up, and now we're pinned down in the hallway behind crates that the grunts were carrying to repair the ship. "Paul, where are your shields!" Johnny yelled from the other crate. I pressed a few buttons hoping it would click, letting the shield out, but no such luck. "Give me a minute! Working on it!" I yelled back over the scream of a Hunter as it yelled furiously. Axel lobbed a grenade over the crate, hoping it landed in front of them, but the Hunter just hit it away with its shield and it blew up midair.

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