UNSC Friendly
Computer: UNSC tag detected. Designation: Friendly.
"Chief." Echo-216, Fernando Esparza, excitedly called out to Master Chief, John-117. And on cue, he came at his side, standing just next to his pilot seat. "You're not gonna believe this."
He was right. John didn't think that he'll hear a familiar friendly voice on their communications. This is UNSC Captain Thomas Lasky on board on UNSC Apollo.
It wasn't shown throw his helmet but John squinted his eyes and wiped the widow to reveal a Punic-class supercarrier in front of them. Fernando activated a few buttons and the windows started clearing up, giving the two a better picture of the ship. To say that Fernando was starstruck was an understatement.
Friendly, please respond. We are actively reaching out for any remaining and surviving UNSC friendlies from the Battle over Installation 07.
Oh right, this was Fernando's call. Mind you, he was a simple civilian maintenance technician, but before he answered, he gave a look to John. He gave him a simple nod, one that gave Fernando the confidence he needed to reply back.
"This is Echo-216, uh, Fernando Esparza, Captain."
Oh good. Check up by the hanger, pilot. If you don't mind me asking: is there anyone with you?
"Captain." John's stoic, yet calming voice boomed over the comms and afterwards, there was silence.
AND to say that Lasky was shocked is an understatement. He knew that familiar Spartan voice all too well. As the Pelican flew to the underside of Apollo, the two can hear a shaky, but ultimately a relief laugh from Lasky.
Chief. He finally said. You don't know how happy I am to see you back. Both of you should check at the medical bay. I'll send someone to meet you there to help you find the medical bay. Afterwards, come meet me as soon as you can. We got a lot of catching up to do.
That marine would have the day of his life when he found out that Master Chief was alive and kicking. He was flabbergasted to say the least but he managed to direct them to the medical bay where they were checked in like the other survivors.
After that, he also directed them to the ships deck. Where Captain Lasky was at. The ship was eerily quiet, despite the other marines seeing Master Chief with their own eyes and amongst the talk. It was still too quiet for the twos liking. For obvious reasons. That either means there were little survivors or that they were just looking for more.
The marine directed the two in front of a big sliding door. He pressed a button and spoke, "Captain, they're here."
Suddenly, the doors open and the marine let the two enter the deck. There they saw Lasky with the biggest smile on his face.
"Master Chief." He gave him a firm handshake. "Like I said, before it's good to see you."
"Likewise." He said simply. "Is this all of the UNSC?"
"As of now, yes." Lasky had been gathering straggling UNSC escape ships that were either had little to no UNSC personal or an empty ship that was taken and repaired. "Blue team was already aware of Apollo and found me in the nick of time in Zeta Halo. We we're to locate one Spartan on Zeta Halo, but I'm waiting on news of her statis."
Of course, John showed none of that through his armor, but he felt a wave of relief that his team was alive and well still.
Before John could comment on who was the one Spartan, Lasky turned his attention to Fernando. "I thought I recognized you."
Fernando froze for a moment. "Y-You do?"
"Of course." He had taken a quick bio profile check just to make sure it was the same person before the two got back here. "You were the maintenance technician back at Infinity. After you get settled here, we could use your help on the remaining ships we found."
To think that he not only found Master Chief out in the middle of space, but to find a UNSC ship that was just as big as Infinity was the kind of luck you don't usually find these days. And he just so happen to have it.
"Uh, sure." He felt it was going to take a while before he can get used to another ship. If he was honest, he was going to brush up his engineering skills while he's at it.
"Hey, take as long as you need. We also got three or four guys out there working on our ships." He looked over to the marine that was still standing behind the door. "Cadet Perez."
"Yes, Captain?"
"Give a little tour to Esparza to the quarter rooms."
"Yes, sir." Perez smiled at Fernando. "You're gonna love the quarter rooms, Mr. Esparza."
"Oh, really?"
As the two chatted up their way to the quarter rooms, now Lasky can get on into pressing news.
"Who is this Spartan you found, Captain?" John finally asked.
And just before he can respond, he's interrupted again through communications.
Captain Lasky. The voice of one Arbiter, Thel 'Vadam, appeared on screen. There he can see clear as day, Lansky and with a human he once called an enemy: Master Chief. His features showed that he was shocked to see him alive after all, the news did spread that Atriox killed him.
"Arbiter!" Lasky approached the giant screen in front of him and John. "Please tell me you have some good news."
Thel nodded quickly. I've located your Spartan. She is in the ship with me. We are on our way to your ship.
The camera panned to Senior Chief Petty Officer Spartan Kelsey-621 in her signature dull purple colored Spartan armor. She was stiff as a statue and she position she was in looked like she in the middle of falling down. At least 5 UNSC marines were gathered in front of her. One with a tablet was trying to unlock her armor so she can rest properly.
John snapped his head towards the screen and is seen standing next to Lasky. It hurt him to see her in this state, especially when he's been through this before. She looked stuck. Frozen even. She is breathing. Unconscious, but alive. It seems that her armor is in some sort of lock at the moment.
"It's the hydrostatic gel layer." John responded. "It let's us fall from great distances. When we do drop down too far down, it locks up to prevent any movement."
Lasky knew very well that Spartans were known to survive anything they were thrown at them. Master Chief is living proof of that. It still amazed him how far of a fall they can withstand.
"Jesus christ..." Lasky cursed. "She must have fallen two kilometers at least."
"Or more." John added.
Flashback
Infinity Log - Zero One - Protect Roland with your life
2559
"Kelsey!"
She turned to Lasky, who was just about to leave into his escape pod. Spartan Palmer was just right beside him. He handed her a small chip that contained Infinity's AI: Roland.
"I want you to guard Roland with your life. I know they are looking for The Weapon, but if they also find out what Roland knows, the Banished use that information to whatever means necessary against whoever gets in their way."
Kelsey had already been acquainted with Roland in the past when she first arrived at Infinity. But she realized that she was now put in the position like John was with Cortana. Nonetheless, she nodded and inserted Roland on the back her her helmet.
"Good luck, Kelsey." He gave her one final nod before entering his escape pod.
Kelsey ran the opposite way, hoping that he can help other marines out of Infinity. "Roland?"
"I'm right here, Kelsey. Tell me what you need."
"Help me locate the surviving Marines and Spartans on Infinity, Roland."
Flashback End
Infinity - Protect Roland with your life
2559
Scorrin's Blade will be on their way to your ship. It shouldn't be too long.
"Alright. I'll have my men wait for you when you get here. Thank you, Arbiter. You've been a great help. Do you know if Roland is still with her?"
Yeah. A marine called out, holding out a small chip. The middle of it was bright orange, indicating that he was still in it. Safe and sound. He inserted the clip back into Kelsey's helmet.
Thel looked at John, feeling content that his friend is alive. Master Chief. It is good to see you, my friend.
John gave out a respectful nod. With that the two ended transmission communications.
Scorrin's Blade
2560
"Geez, I don't know why I'm having a tough time with her armor."
"Maybe when she crashed, it's armor got busted?"
The marine who was trying to unlock Kelsey's armor shock his head. "Spartan armor don't just malfunction like-oh!"
Finally, Kelsey's armor unlocked and she laid there limping. One marine patted the other on the shoulder. "Nice job, Charlie."
"Thanks, Sergeant Moore."
"Check for vital signs. I know the Arbiter said that she was unconscious but I want to double check to make sure our Spartan is still with us."
Charlie, the Corpsman of Sergeant Moore's group, checked for any vital signs that would be a serious threat to Kelsey's health. The gel layer took most of the impact. No physical damage done, but Charlie felt something wasn't right.
He moved Kelsey just a bit and tapped one side of her head several times. When she didn't respond to light tough, he grabbed her hand he squeezed it. He felt very light twitching on her hand for just a moment before her hand went limb again.
"Shit."
Everyone on the ship looked directly at Charlie.
"Talk to me, Charlie. What's wrong?"
"Sergeant," Charlie looked at Moore with a concerning look on his face. "Spartan Kelsey is in a coma."
"Damn it. How bad?"
Charlie pressed two fingers on one side of her throat, below her ear. It somewhat eased his worries to know that her heart is still beating, but not by much. "She not responding to light touch, but she just twitched her hand. Like the Arbiter said, she's still breathing. I'd say she's in stage 1, but we'll know more when he send her to the medic bay."
"Then we must hurry."
Thel had ordered the shipmaster of Scorrin's Blade to make haste of their arrival to Apollo. Not a moment to waste, the shipmaster did just that and soon enough, they were just about to reach Apollo. From under Apollo, the group entered a smaller ship so that they can enter Apollo's hanger.
UNSC Apollo
2560
Lasky and John expected for the group to have Kelsey in the previous stiff position, but didn't expect them to carry her in her limb body. Thel had her carried over his back when Charlie gave them the bad news.
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