Operation King Maker 1: A Quiet Place.
It still made you ache when you could not hear the presence of Light in your mind. It was like a part of you that was always there, gone… yet somehow, still remained through a connection of memories and… shared experience.
But even though you mourned… you reminded yourself of one thing. You were a soldier and an asset to the human race. Slightly less now that Light was gone… but still a formidable one.
That was why you were tasked with leading the security team to protect the ambassador to the newly exiled fleet.
Of course that meant you were flying to Harvest, the only planet that the Fleet was allowed near, to make sure things would be alright.
And start killing and escape if not.
"Tell me Caleb, did you see Aliens appearing in your visions, or was this a surprise?" You asked as you got an MS5b prepared and attached to the small magnet attached to your back to keep it in place.
Caleb just sighed. "Are you talking about an invasion from these guys former bosses or them?" He asked.
"Either or." You stated as you looked to Daisy. You were still angry at Halsey for… forcing the two of you into that kind of position.
"We got lucky I think, that this happened. Otherwise I believe Harvest would be glassed in five years." Caleb stated. You didn't turn to give him a response. You believed him. "Though I think you're more focused on your daughter." He stated.
You sighed, allowing yourself to smile. "A girl… thanks for the tip."
Light always said…
You looked down, letting the thought banish itself from your mind. "I'm just-"
"Lost without Light?" He asked.
"Yeah." You stated.
"Well… im sure he'll be back in one way or another." He stated, putting a hand on your shoulder.
Daisy than sat in front of you and Caleb. "So… how are we planning the security?" She asked.
You rolled your eyes. "Security is mostly fleet security forces, but they are a little antsy. They use plasma weapons, meaning one shot and we're fucked, even with Titanium armor."
Caleb stated. "So if we start fighting, go for the elites, then jackals and then the Grunts."
Why would he call them that? "Caleb, we don't even know their species names." You replied.
"Trust me, they're far easier to remember than what they will call themselves." He stated. "And it's not even racist, because thats what they call themselves."
You found yourself smiling. "Wait… did you-"
"Yes." Caleb smiled.
Ralph than walked out of the cockpit, with a vet full of C36, a shotgun with enough shells to kill a small ship, and a fuck ton of grenades that would likely blow him up more than the C36. Because somehow it always did. "So… we're five mikes out, let's get to the doctor."
Doctor Ellan Anders. The foremost xenobiologist in the UNSC and… well she was the person that the UEG considered expendable enough while they were sorting out… their shitfest that was ONI.
That she was protected by you and Purple Team made things a little bit easier… and understandable that she was not to die… if you could help it.
"No, We're going in blind with half assed translation software, I need something better to not cause an intergalactic incident." The doctor said while she argued with the UEG liaison from Harvest.
"It's the best we can do Doctor, we've only had enough time before they requested a meeting to get this much." The representative stated. "Just stick to the basics, be nice and try not to get yourself killed."
The call disconnected. "Well at least i have some help." She stated as she looked at you. "I take it you have some skill in diplomacy?"
"No." You replied bluntly. "I'm good at inventing things that kill things, and killing things." You stated.
Anders nodded. "Great… Well, try to no screw up."
"I should be telling you that." You replied with a smile. The Doctor nodded.
When you arrived at the Tempest Pride, you were greeted by:
[]The Admieral, Thel Vadam: The… Alien himself who led his people in exile. The Highest Ranking person in the Fleet.
[]The Grunt: Ornak, the Dozen Battles The Fearsome Grunt commander of his own shock battalion was kinda cute when you saw him… he looked… adorable.
[]The Jackal: He was… Zak… a pirate, mercenary… and a drug dealer… was he really the best person to make a good first impression?
[[The Hunters: What the fuck were those things… worms? And how were they going to… Wait, they were psychic… almost as if they expected you to… read into their bond?
[]The Huragok: He cooed at you… and he said. "Welcome Child of Technology… I am Vava… THe AI you have in your possession… may I speak to it?"
