Matrix Code - Halo: Arch Angel

I bring you my newest Halo style fan-fics, with Halo 2 being only a few days away. Excellent. Enjoy.

Chapter 1

We had thought we had hidden from them long enough to survive. We thought they'd never find us. We were wrong.

Earth. Our home. We fought tooth and nail for it, and yet still lost in the end of things. We struck the Covenant a major blow on our home turf, but instead of winning, we ended up losing everything, for no one listened to me about the Covenant having another fleet waiting for the battle to end, and swoop down on us. We were caught off guard, for the second time, and this time there was no battle, it was a massacre. We lost everything, and we didn't even have a chance.

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FILE 78634: Interlude 27

*....static.......*
"I hope someone can hear me. I am really scared and excited all in one. Thats what I guess I get for being a scientist and all. We didn't know when they would come here, but we didn't expect it to be so soon, so soon after Reach had fallen to them."
*Sounds of gunfire and plasmafire heard nearby*
"I make this video as a last testament to myself as a human being, and as one of the sole people who have the most knowledge of the Covenant. I shall send this knowledge to you, and hope that it will somehow help you in the long run of everything to come."
*Gunfire dies down, and the sound of clanking against a door somewhere nearby is heard*
"Oh my God, thats them, they're breaching the door, Im sending you the data know. God be with you my love....please don't...ahhhhhhhhhh!!!"
*....static........*

Colonel Eric Whitehouse sighed heavily as he watched the footage of his wife, his one true love, being mercilessly slaughtered by the Covenant. Eric was inside his quarters, on the Exodus, an Omega class Destroyer of the UNSC forces, heading for Point OutReach. Point OutReach was a gathering of all the last remaining human ships, whether they be warships or commercial ships. This point was to be the last convergence of the last of humankind in the empire of human space, before the Operation Anti-Extinction. Operation Anti-Extinction was when after all the human ships were gathered, they would all jump to unknown space, all of them, away from the Covenant, and try to start anew as a species, without being persecuted by the Covenant, or anything else for that matter.

UNSC forces remained in heavy support of defending Earth to the last, but the Senate on Earth decided that even though it would buy them a ton of extra time in preparations for Operation AE, they would risk being ambushed by another Covenant fleet, and without warships to protect the whole of the operation, then humanity would be annihilated in a huge pincer move by the Covenant.

"Speaking of which," said a voice out into the quiet of Eric's quarters, "where would them damn devils be at right now?" It was the voice of Colonel Bo Ngoh, one of Eric's fellow graduates of the United Naval Space Command Training Academy, and one of the few people Eric could trust. Eric only glanced over at him, then he looked back at the holographic display of the video, which had now went to full static.

"On some Covenant planet, inside some bar, getting drunk over defeating humanity," Eric said rather cynical, but with an almost extinct race on the run, cynicism was overlooked by all. Bo chuckled a bit, and sat down in a chair in front of the desk Eric was sitting behind.

"How are the numbers running on the ships new diagnostic settings?" Eric asked, not really wanting to know, but trying to spark up another subject to the conversation. Bo didn't want to start a new topic, so he kept going.

"We'll get those bastards for everything they have done to us, just watch." Bo said with high spirits and at the same time, a cold vengeance. Eric continued to watch the static of the holo-screen, as he thought of all the things going through his mind at a few thousand miles an hour. Eric closed his eyes.

"I have been watching Bo, but all I see, is that we're turning tail and running away, and for some reason, they ain't followin' us. I mean, correct me if I'm wrong, but don't you need to face your enemy to kill them, and not run away?" Bo could tell Eric needed and wanted to be alone, and Bo knew that it was ok, since he had been through a lot. Hell the lot of whats left of humanity had been through a hell of a lot. Bo just nodded, and stood up. Eric looked up at him.

"I've been having these dreams lately Bo, and I don't know what they're trying to tell me." Eric said, looking back down. Bo, now obviously been asked to stay here and talk by Eric, sat back down, and would try to help out in whatever way he could.

"What kind of dreams Eric?" Bo asked, rubbing his jaw with his hand, signaling to Eric that he was intrigued. Eric cleared his throat, as if to fight back his throat from locking up.

"It all started when I was on Zimbabwe, back on Earth, and the fighting was fierce. You ever heard of a Mark 5 before?" Bo shook his head yes.

"Yeah, only heard of one, never seen one in person before. They say that armor is only for the best of the best, and we're talking absolute badasses. Not even Orbital Drop Shock Troopers get that kind of stuff." Bo said, with Eric not becoming the least bit annoyed.

"I saw one, up close, face to face, and it was almost like seeing a ghost. The way the soldier moved, the way he fought, the words he spoke to me, all echo in my mind, and cause extreme anger every time I hear them." Eric said, showing a sense of anger in his voice already.

"What words?" Mac asked.

"He told me that he would not stop fighting them until he was dead. He told me that he would win, and that winning was everything." Eric stopped, sighed, then a tear rolled down his face, and a ton of anger enveloped him at the same time.

"I believed him!" Eric shouted, startling Bo, and knocking some papers off his desk. "I believed him, and he lied to me. He lied to everyone, and he was supposed to be our last hope, out last defense against the Covenant. He's dead, and Earth is gone, and everything is falling to pieces in everyone's life. Well, the ones who are still with us that is. Pessimistic as it may be, we're all dead, it's only a matter of time. We can't run forever, because just like last time, they're going to find find us" Bo interupts.

"Eric," Eric kept going.

"And they're going to attack us," Bo interrupts, this time raising his voice a little.

"Eric, we are.." Eric keeps going, while yelling.

"And they're going to wipe us out, just liek they did on Earth. Every last one of us will be gone." Bo actually yelled back at Eric, knocking some sense into him.

"Eric, we are going to live and survive, even if we have to run for ten years in slipspace, we'll do it, just to survive. Humanity will live on, and one day, we will make the Covenant pay for what they did. Now, stop acting like your the only one who lost anyone, slap some sense into yourself, and remember that we're all in the same mess here. We all need each other, now, more then ever. We need to focus on whats important, our survival, and to do that, we need everyone with clear heads, and calm senses. Now, can you do that?"

Bo's words calmed Eric down, and struck into him deep. Eric was acting selfish about a lot of things, and he was acting like it didn't matter to him anymore if he himself survivied or not. Bo's words made him realize that he wasn't the only one who had lost someone important in their life, and that everyone did need to be calm, cool, and collective when all hell breaks loose the next time around. Eric spoke after Bo repeated himself.

"Can you do that for not just me, or you, but for everyone?" Eric replied.

"Yeah, I can do that. Just remember that when we play tag against the Covenant, tag me in first, I got a huge score to settle with them." Bo smiled as he knew his friend had gotten his sense of reality back.

"Yeah, we all got some scores to settle." Bo and Eric didn't really talk much after that, and Eric didn't even realize that Bo had left the room a few hours earlier, until the temperature started to drop a little. Eric didn't think much about it, until the red flashes, followed by the warning siren, startled him, and made him hustle down the corridor, heading to the bridge.