10/15/2012 7:14:09 PM Permalink[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] TheSpiderChief This is the Bungie Universe forum. This is not the Gallery Forum -_- How can you type all that and not notice you're in the wrong forum?[/quote] It takes talent. Also, yeah my bad. I thought the gallery was just for drawings and videos. [Edited on 10.15.2012 11:16 AM PDT]
10/15/2012 7:06:40 PM PermalinkThis is the Bungie Universe forum. This is not the Gallery Forum -_- How can you type all that and not notice you're in the wrong forum? [Edited on 10.15.2012 11:09 AM PDT]
10/15/2012 7:01:57 PM PermalinkNo one in the squad was sure what to make of the situation. The lack of covies was welcome news, but the lack of humans, not so much. "As you can see, the entire population of Tarrum has vanished," Friedman said. "We've attempted to connect to the city's AI but it seems the power for all of Tarrum is out - backups included. Our current guess is that some sort of EMP device was triggered inside the city. We've done surveys of the surrounding landscape as well but we've turned up nothing. That's why you're here. Your squad is going to be launched from slipspace in the specially designed long-range orbital stealth insertion pods under the cover of night in order to prevent detection from anyone who might be waiting for you down there. [i]If[/i] anyone is waiting for you." Evans simply nodded. He had only used a stealth pod once before and it wasn't something he had ever looked forward to using again. While the standard HEV pods may not be a first class ride to a planet's surface, they were still far better than the stealthy alternative. Maneuvering out of slipspace in one was similar to riding out an earthquake in a cardboard box. The transition shook the rider's very bones and threatened to turn their insides to jelly. After experiencing that, hitting hard ground at break-neck speeds would be a welcome respite. "Two hours after you land the Apollo will drop out of slipspace and make contact. Based on what you've found we will then decide whether to pull you out or call in the cavalry," Friedman told them. "We'll be within range in one hour. Be ready by then. Dismissed." The squad spent the next hour collecting their gear and stowing it within their respective pods. They put on their armor, made sure that their weapons were loaded and ready should they be met by any resistance, and reviewed the topography of the city and the surrounding lands. As they waited, the squad discussed their own theories on what exactly was happening on the surface of Resnick. "Maybe the covies have decided to go cliché with their tactics," Dom said. "How so?" Renard asked. "Abductions," Dom replied. Renard rolled his eyes at this. "That so? You think they're probing everyone too?" Dom just shrugged and chose not to push the idea any farther. Evans got the feeling that Dom knew how outlandish it had sounded when he had brought it up. They all did. At the same time, though, Evans couldn't help but think that, as ridiculous as it sounded, the covenant resorting to abductions seemed to be the only thing that was able to fully explain the situation. How else could an entire city of people, even a very small one like Tarrum, simply disappear without a trace? The covenant was behind this, Evans was sure of it. He just didn't know how or why. Just then the warning light in the pod hanger came on signaling that they were close to the drop point. "All right, boys. Get to your pods and strap in. It's go time," Evans barked at them. Each member of the squad slammed their helmets down on their heads, clambered into their new stealth pods, and sealed them shut. Just as Evans closed his own pod his radio crackled to life. "We're approaching the drop zone troopers," Friedman informed them. "You find out what's going on and you get your asses back here, is that understood?" "Sir, yes sir!" they replied in unison. "Good. Now go get it done. Friedman out." With that, the harnesses keeping Evans' pod in place detached and he felt acceleration pull at his entire body. His pod shot away from the frigate, out into slispace. His pod began to shake uncontrollably as it attempted to break back into normal space. Evans grit his teeth and gripped his hand holds so tight that his knuckles turned white. Inside, he could feel his organs bouncing off of his ribcage. A punctured long would be an awfully bad way to kick off a mission. He hadn't missed this. There was no up or down in space but at least in normal space you knew which direction your landing was. In slipspace it just felt like tumbling aimlessly; like tossing a baseball into a dryer. He'd heard horror stories of stealth pods that had never reappeared from slipspace. Evans tried not to think about it. Every bump was a reminder, though, and it was hard to concentrate on anything else. Thankfully, with one final lurch his pod entered normal space. It still shook but by comparison to his short trip through the alternate dimension the vibration now was like a soothing massage. Evans switched on his comms and asked for a roll call to make sure everyone had made it in one piece. "Still here, sir," Renard said "A-okay, Gunny," Dom replied. "Still in one piece as far as I can tell," Rourke said. Good, the hard part was over. Evans allowed himself a quick sigh of relief then set his mind back to the mission. "We'll be hitting atmo' any second. You all know the drill," Evans told them. The instant the four stealth insertion pods broke Resnick's atmosphere, flames instantly began to lick at their lead foil coating. The internal temperature of Evans' pod sky rocketed to a sweltering 150 degrees and beneath his all-encompassing body armor, beads of sweat began to run from every pore. Between the heat and the size of the pod's cockpit, which possessed all the maneuvering room of a coffin, Evans couldn't help but liken himself to a microwave dinner. "Is it odd that I actually find my pod being on fire and hurling towards the surface at terminal velocity comforting after that trip?" Dom asked over the radio. "Don't worry brother, I'm right there with you," Rourke said. Evans silently agreed with them. This was familiar. This part he knew. Then his mind switch backed to the colony quickly coming up at him. He'd never been on a mission with as little intel as this one - that worried him. They'd find out what happened, though, and if the covenant were behind what ever happened to the people of Tarrum, his squad would make sure that they paid for it. He looked out of his pod at the ever-approaching ground. The view below had transformed from a mesh of greens and browns to a full blown landscape with building, mountains, and forests. He was moments from touch down. His pod's chute had already deployed and his thrusters had just engaged. The pod slowed considerably but the landing would still be rough - it always was. Evans braced for impact. The pod slammed into the dirt and caused an eruption of dirt and debris that sprayed several meters in every direction. Evans popped the hatch off of his pod, grabbed his M7S sub machine gun and jumped out with his weapon raised. He was ready for whoever and whatever was waiting for him. End of part 1
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