The blazing white stars twinkled in the deep night of the cosmos, their unrivaled power on a dazzling display for all the galaxy to witness from thousands of light years away. In the vacuum of space, a single blade of shining purple and gray pierced the darkness of the empty nothingness. The massive vessel was most similar in appearance to a scimitar on the horizontal, the bow of the craft curving downwards and expanding outwards in a smoothly cut bell shape. The sword-like cruiser was adorned with blue and green lights, illuminating the outer hull of the ship in a neon display of power. The massive Covenant Super-Carrier, the Soul of the Renegade, was designed for autonomous planetary assault. Equipped with over 100 outer deck, super heated plasma cannons, it was capable of destroying entire fleets of enemy warships completely unassisted. The entire hulking beast measured at over three quarters of a mile long and seven hundred feet in width, rivaling the stature of the UNSC's prime warship, the Infinity.
The inner workings of the invincible vessel were equally as impressive as its outer shell. A cruiser of this size operated much like a portable city, fully equipped with thousands of living quarters, enough to house hundreds of thousands of loyal Covenant zealots. Dozens of individual armories contained enough combined firepower to destroy a large city. Massive cargo bays contained armadas of planetary assault vehicles, including Wraiths, Choppers, and Banshees. In the largest holding bay was the crown jewel of the cruiser's ground forces, a single, heavily armed Scarab. It's devastating Assault Beam had proven in the past that it could tear through flesh, through bone, through steel, though any opponent that dare threaten its majesty and power.
The heart and mind of the Soul of the Renegade, the bridge, was the primary operating room for the entire vessel. Located towards the bow of the ship, in the most heavily reinforced section of Covenant metal alloys, it was capable of withstanding a constant barrage of the most destructive firepower. It was the main housing bay of the commanders of the floating city, of which worked nonstop to ensure its seamless operation. Hundreds of feet across and at least a hundred high, the massive, dome shaped structure awed any Covenant soldiers fortunate enough to lay their eyes upon it.
The front portion of the bridge doubled as an observation area, made completely out of reinforced glass that curved upwards and outwards to form a bubble shape. From this viewpoint, a large, vibrant sphere hung in the vast emptiness of space. It was vivid and pleasing to the eye, with huge green swaths of land accented by cerulean oceans of even greater magnitude and power. A large, gray moon with oddly recognizable designs orbited around the planetary body in a perfectly calculated, majestic dance.
Staring with prideful, lusting eyes at the innocent world beneath him was an massive, imposing alien creature of unimaginable strength and prowess. Its legs resembled tree trunks of the greatest stature. It's torso was the breadth and with of a small tank. Its arms were covered in bulging, powerful muscles capable of ripping the limbs clean away from almost any known creature in the universe. Its head was the size of a large chair, covered entirely by a massive, ornate, titanium alloy helmet. The entire mass of brute power and capability was covered in mat of furry hair, invisible under the thick, red and gray armor of the Chieftain's combat uniform, scarred from years of warfare and hundreds of victories. Slung on the beast's wall of a back was an ornate, cylindrical object with a gigantic, metal head on the top end infused with a Covenant device capable of altering the laws of space-time in a sphere around it, the Gravity Hammer. It was the weapon of choice for the greatest Jiralhanae, or as they were commonly and dejectedly known as by humanity, Brutes.
The Chieftain's humongous arms were crossed as he pondered his current situation. Life had not been easy for him and his brothers. Since the assassination of Prophet Truth, the Jiralhanae had been rejected from common Covenant enclaves, as the blame for the downfall of the Great Journey was placed entirely on their own incompetence. In abject shame, they retreated into the dark depths of the galaxy, launching guerrilla warfare on the miserable humans who were truly to blame for the fragmentation of the Covenant whenever they could. Their efforts weren't even enough to garner significant attention by the UNSC, who treated them more as partisans than as an actual threat. This was largely due to the nature of the Jiralhanae, who believed in overwhelm and total warfare tactics. Anything less was labeled as pure cowardice. Retreat was unheard of. Death on the battlefield was the greatest fate attainable for the strongest of them, in their own glory hungry minds. However, that calculating Chieftain had seen enough bloodshed and defeat to understand that victory was often separate from glory.
The Chieftain had been searching for a suitable home for his defeated brethren, his brothers in arms, for years. The Soul of the Renegade may have been a perfectly stable civilization in itself, but it was nothing compared to the lush forests and open spaces of the world below his massive feet. While reading through old logistics sections of Covenant databases stored on the vessel, he was surprised to discover that this planet had survived a Sangheli invasion in the recent past. In a rush to hide their shame, the Sangheli had immediately encrypted all data regarding the vivid world. Since the downfall of the Covenant, however, many of their deepest secrets had long since been unearthed.
The Chieftain stroked his large, gray beard in thought. According to the logs, the planet had repelled the invasion mostly due to the actions of a Spartan, code-named Noble Six. The Chieftain had seen the immense power, the raw determination and intelligence, of Spartans on the battlefield before. They were not to be trifled with. If the Spartan was still present on the planet below him, his destruction would have to be swift and absolute. By invading the world, he was putting the lives of his brothers at risk. However, the Chieftain recognized that the benefits of gaining the lush, untainted planet far outweighed the risks of the losses they would attain. That planet, in the Brute's mind, could even become the next great home world of his species, an immense, shining kingdom for millennia to come. From that bastion, the Jiralhanae could again grow to be the greatest threat to humanity in the galaxy, and at last exterminate every single member of their blasphemous race for all eternity.
Pride bubbled in the heart of the Chieftain. He could become the singular ruler of that planet through its conquest, unite all of the scattered Jiralhanae under his sole command. He became eager to get the invasion underway. In a low, grumbling voice that resembled thunder, he spoke to his second in command, who was analyzing data on a nearby computing station,
"Are the scans complete?"
The strong Jiralhanae, adorned in his blue combat armor, lumbered up from his stooped position to face the Chieftain. His ape-like face was curled in a snarl. On the high-tech computer next to him, a series of large red dots flashed in the lower atmosphere of the planetary body. In a low, disgusted tone, he spoke to his fearless Chieftain,
"They are, my Chieftain. However, preliminary scans have detected five human warships in the planet's lower atmosphere."
The Chieftain's voice bellowed in an outburst of rage upon hearing this information, startling the rest of the crew aboard the bridge. He had not been expecting the heathen to arrive on this world. Five UNSC warships posed a major threat to his grand design. However, a sense of fear, of hopelessness, never entered his soul. Nothing would divert the course of his mission. The humans would feel the wrath of his brothers' rage, of his own destructive power.
"Bring them up on the monitor,"
The second in command pressed a colorful button on the control pad, causing a massive, three dimensional image to display itself from a large holographic projector in the center of the bridge. Every eye fell upon a digitized scene of five mid-sized UNSC warships, portrayed in red, high-definition pixels, hovering above the planet's green surface. Every soul, even the lowliest Grunt, hurled accusations and curses at the blasphemous vessels that dared to challenge their hold over the planet.
As the Chieftain calculated the scene before him, his face curled into an evil smile as he noticed yellow symbols hovering above each UNSC warship, indicating that they had already taken substantial damage. He did not question what had caused the damage, perfectly pleased knowing that his task would be made that much easier. Clenching his gargantuan fists, he turned to face his enraged and expecting crew. With a voice that shook the entire cruiser, he bellowed,
"The filth you see before you today will be a distant memory tomorrow, my brothers! We will destroy their fleet without mercy, the world below your feet will by ours, and we will feast upon their scattered remains in paradise!"
The bridge erupted in shouts and screams of approval and zealous rage, many Jiralhanae hurling their fists in the air in allegiance to their Chieftain. They would follow him to the most hellish corners of the universe, to death, and to the glory that lay in the life beyond. The Chieftain grasped his Gravity Hammer in both claws, raising it above his head in a display of power and victory.
"Today, my brethren, we fight! Today, we will have victory!"
Well, shit. This gon be good!
Gee I wonder what's going to happen to the covenent
6978959 well since a few unicorns could damage 5 human ships that badly its going to end badly for them but that whould be too easy the author is most like going to make that dramatic and not that easy
6979817 yeah because authors never make it easy for humanity.
6979822 then you dont know many hie fics to be honest i whould make battle so that these aliens gu butchered pretty easily just to ruin the moment for the readers
6979833 eh nothing is butchered for me unless it involves time skips. I want the convenient to get fucking destroyed it'll be funny to imagine since I ADHD so I daydream alot
6979852 if the human ships are made of german steel then they win this without a problem the shots from thaat one ships whould just recoil and hit thier own ship
6979885 gee I wonder who came up with "german steel" oh you maybe because your name is german dash
6979892 stuff made in germany i always the best stuff and top quality there was once a german tiger I who got hit over 200 times by all kinds of anti tank weapons and tank shells yet that beauty was still able to drive 60km
6980082 ok you have me their that's awesome and incredible at the same time.
but sadly it may seem like Germany had the best stuff but they didn't. when they were making the Atlantic wall. (the wall of bunkers and guns that were used in D-day) they had little to no concrete left.
and plus tigers were mostly ceremonial tanks not actual combat tanks. and plus the production capability's of the USA out matched. Germany's, Japan's and the other country that was on the Axis side combined.
and in the end Germany lost another world war that was started by them.
both world wars were started by Germany. but ended by America.
(also holy hell this has to be the longest comment I've ever typed)
(also you get the privilege to be the person to prompted me to type it)
6980143 there is something wrong germany never started it it was serbia and austria germany was just forced into it because germany was allied to the austrians and tigers were actual combat tanks and you needed like 50 shermans for 3 tigers and one tiger could defend itself against 50 t-34 germany basicly only lost ww2 thanks to hitlers folloishness he even thought he could conquer the svoviet union in a few weeks
6980202 uh that was world war one
world war 2 was started when Germany invaded Poland in 1939. I think
yet the U.S didn't get involved until japan attacked pearl harbor. in 1942
6980213 1941
6980548 thanks
6980213 that with ww2 is true but ww1 was started by austria and serbia ww1 was started as serbia became more agressive with its politics and after th assassination of franz ferdinand
The Infinity is WAY bigger than that...
6981505 Also its a little known fact that the tigers being that good is just made up German propaganda, if you look the Germans often would bolster their own records to make it look each one of their troops or tanks would be worth multiple enemies. In reality they were about average. A German tank commander would be instructed to mark an enemy tank that he had gotten the crew to abandon as destroyed even if the allies came back and recovered it, but if his own tank was lost and recovered later it would not be counted as being destroyed. Yes the Germans had cool tanks but no they were not that mystical, and saying over 200 anti tank shots is silly when you think about how certain anti tank guns/ tank shells are not all equal. If it was hit by 200 37mm shells vs 200 76mm shells that's a hell of a difference, and how do you know this is true anyways? who was counting the shells hitting this thing?
6998743 there is even picture of that tank tiger in the internet and all learn a bit of ww2 history before you post such trash again i am highly offended and you show no respect to those brave german tankers and tank aces your comment dishonors not just german engeneering but all those soldiers too and for that i must report you so that you may never offend someone like this hard again
6999207 Please tell me you are joking.
6980202 the Soviets crushed the Nazis in the end, also google the panzer VIII maus it is fucking huge
6998743 mate the tiger tank is the largest tank to reach production, even though I hate nazis, specifically hitler, I respect the tiger tank, and I know it was no propaganda.
But something about the Panzer VIII Maus makes me giddy
7010057 i know but our ancestors fought ith ferocity untl then end in the battle of berlin it was 45,000 german soldiers and 40,000 armoured civilians against 2,5,illion soviets they still fought until the end.................ther wehrmacht waas the bast army in the world it took 96 nations and 6 years to defeat them-stalin
7010099 very true and I respect those Germans that fought for what they believed in, I don't judge them for that.
7013231 ever heard of the german general walther wenck?
6998743
Tiger tanks were the backbone of the german mechanized brigades. That tank was feared by every American tanker. The only way to kill it was to hit it in the rear or the tracks, a forward assault was completely out of the question. There are plenty of stories both German AND American of tankers fighting tigers and panthers and the tiger or panther survived multiple shots.
6999207
Even though I don't support what happened over 70 years ago, I am a huge WWII buff, and I have huge respect for the german army. its those tanks that impress me the most. So you have my respect.
7013384 no, but I'll have a look
7014735 he was the leader of the german 12th army and made a heroic last stand against the allies in a town near berlin to evacuate it with that he sed the 9th army and large amount of civilians
Last time I'm gonna comment on this because I'm sure that the author did not intend to have his story about space marines and ponies turn into an argument about old tanks.
7010099 'merica was fighting a war on two fronts
7365268 why are talking about the vikings tv show?
OH BOY I WONDER WHEN'S THE NEXT UPDATE
7427032
The story is definitely still alive, and an update is on the way! Other stories I have been writing caused this one to take a temporary back seat, but not for long!
I hate the brutes they are hard to kill in the reach.