//------------------------------// // The Damn Covenant Navy // Story: John-117 in Equestria // by Blaze Spectrum //------------------------------// He knew that the previous attacks were not it; he doubted the Royal Guard would stand a chance against the Covenant, So it looked like he was going to be the one man army. I'm glad to say, he was wrong. Four fully loaded Separatist Phantoms burst out of slipspace, their shiny, green bodies stood out in the night sky. "Arrrgh!" shouted Rarity."Not more aliens!" John just smirked and corrected her,"Yes, more GOOD aliens." What he knew was, that 104 Elites were on their way. Everypony looked at him with confusion. "Oh, it's simple," he told them,"The GOOD aliens have green Phantoms. The others are purple or red." "OH that's not confusing," Rainbow Dash sarcastically said. John watched as the green Phantoms slowly came to a stop and landed. Elites came storming out the side doors. Everypony was silent. Because what they saw was one hundred and four armored, 7 feet two inches to 8 feet six inches tall aliens. They had blue/red/grey/white armor. They had yellow eyes with black pupils, four mandibles were surrounding each Elite's mouths, two on each side. They had grey skin and feet with two toes. Their helmets had fins at the rear on each side, and the back of the helmets looked like it had spikes, and that was more than enough to silence a party of ponies. Thel 'Vadam stepped out of one of the Phantoms and headed towards the Chief, he said, "Hey Spartan, long time no see." "Yeah, same for you," John replied. His voice contained some enthusiasm. The Covenant Separatists were made up of, all of the Elites, most of the Hunters,(Mgalekgolo) some of the Grunts,(Unngoy) and some of the Jackals (Kig-yar). However, this time, only the Elites had come. But according to Pinkie Pie, Elites in game were more dangerous than Brutes. "Well let's welcome the Elites!" shouted John. "Hur-hooray?" everypony muttered. "HOORAY!" squealed Pinkie."It's the Elites!" Everypony gave her a confused look. "Don't worry," John assured them."They just want to help!" Then, suddenly, 89 purple Phantoms and 270 Seraph-class starfighters jumped from slipspace. "Oh crap," muttered Thel. The Phantoms and the Seraphs sped by leaving blue trails and began turning back. Celestia, who probably had spoken so little she was almost forgotten bolted upwards and tried to fend off the Covenant with magic. Her horn got covered with a bubbly aura and a beam shot from it, the beam burnt down the shields of a Seraph. But the Seraph retaliated by firing plasma bolts at her, luckily, they all missed. Meanwhile, back on the ground, the Elites got angry and one dragged a Banshee from the troop bay of a Phantom, he jumped into it and it's sleek, aerodyamic, purple body, which took off and shot through the night sky leaving a mystical, blue trail. Celestia had already brought down two Seraphs, she majestically glided through the air as she shot down another one. She flipped through the aircraft and boarded a Phantom, only to find some armored, oversized apes glaring at her. Chyou! She winced in pain at being shot by a plasma bolt, she knew she wouldn't be able to take much more, so she dived out and made her way back. "Ha ha!" jeered a Brute."Coward!" But just then, the Phantom was hit by three fuel rod blasts, rattling the dropship violently. The pilot reacted quickly, tuning the Phantom around and flying away. "Look who's talking," murmured a very agitated Elite pilot. The Banshee fired one last fuel rod blast which completely blew the Phantom apart. The Separatist Banshee then returned to the Sugarcube Corner evading through crowds of other fighters and Phantoms. "Don't move," John ordered as he was tending to Celestia's plasma wound at her side. He pulled out a biofoam canister that the Elites said was given by the humans of Earth as a goodbye present. John used a fair amount of biofoam patching her wound. "OW!" she screamed as the foam made contact with the wound. "It's supposed to be really painful," John told her."However, the effects are only temporary, you'll have to go to the hospital." She nodded grudingly as two pegasi carried her away. John looked at everypony else, they were beginning to be more comfortable around the Elites. Suddenly, in all the silence, Rainbow Dash bolted out the door and took flight. In the air... Rainbow had never felt so much determination, one second, she was trying out for the Wonderbolts, and the other she was defending her planet from genocidal aliens. She felt the air friction building up, slowly, the stream became 12 degrees, indicating that she was flying at hypersonic speeds. "Well here goes nothing," she murmured. She felt a rainbow shock wave being released from her body and a rainbow trail flowing from her tail. She was in Sonic Rainboom. She felt the drag of the air as she shot through the sky at mach 10, (or it's very likely she is capable of mach 10) she was feeling alive again. A grin crept across her face. She bolted towards the Phantoms, only glimpsing back to check on the Sonic Rainboom, it looked like it was going to spread to Canterlot. After that, she tensed herself and tore straight through three Phantoms, utterly destroying them; she did the same for 12 unfortunate Seraphs. A few other Seraphs had stopped admiring the Sonic Rainboom long enough to begin to shoot at Rainbow, but she evaded all 64 bolts. She glared at the Seraphs that had tried to shoot her down,"No one can kill Rainbow Dash!" She dove towards them and then, she triggered a huge rainbow coloured mushroom-cloud rose up in the air, the explosion destroyed 25 Phantoms and 60 Seraphs completely. Meanwhile, just before the Sonic Rainboom... John-117 stared at the stunt with awe, something like that beats seeing a CCS-battlecruiser explode any day. He glanced back at the Main six. Their cartoonish faces were filled with awe, their mouths hung wide open, they would've been statues if it wasn't for their gentle breathing. He admired her control, how swiftly she tore through her foes, relentlessly destroying everything hostile, not giving them a chance for a clear shot. Then, he saw her triggering the rainbow explosion. He stopped breathing. Now THAT would never be expected from a pony, mabye Rainbow Dash is a exception to that though. A few seconds later, he shook his head and realized he wasn't breathing, embarassed, he started again,"Well at least they didn't see it." he thought. In the skies... Rainbow stopped 750 meters from the explosion, it was still a bit close, but she was to busy admiring her handiwork to notice that much. Her admiring was cut short by a few approaching plasma bolts; she dove away from them in the nick of time. Meanwhile, the Pegasus Royal Guards were on their way to the scene, they pulled out some newly crafted bows and arrows. They aimed. The arrows bounced off harmlessly leaving only tiny dents. "Grrr..." grumbled the annoyed Guards. Peyou! "Ullaaa!" shouted a Pegasus as he got hit in the face by a Type-52 shot, the shot exploded created a explosion with a blast radius of one meter, the explosion tore the pegasus' head off and tore his legs off. Everypony in the Sugarcube Corner stared in awe at the amount of violence that had just occured in the sky, their faces filled with disgust as pints of blood sprayed everywhere. "Nooo!" shouted another Royal Guard but only got shot by a Type-52 shot too, with the similar, messy results. KA-BANG!!! Everypony's head turned, they saw a cannonball flying through the air and dent a Phantom. At the same time, Rainbow Dash had tore through 2 more Phantoms, but by then, she was quite taken over by fatigue, so she flew back to the Sugarcube Corner. They all watched as the Guards bravely, fought, but they only were able to shoot down one Phantom by the time their army of 95 was oliberated. "Wow," John muttered sympathetically."You're kind's army has a even harder time than ours dealing with those bastards." Then, the Elites took action. John jumped into a Banshee. "Now this is how the pros do it." one of the Elites said. The ponies watched in awe as Banshees and Seraphs dogfighted, Phantoms fought others. Apparently, Pinkie was correct about the Elites, they absolutely destroyed the fleet, putting every single hostile to shame. By the time they landed, they had only lost one Phantom, although the others were heavily damaged, most of the Banshees were emitting sparks, except for John's, which was only shot by a few bolts at the most. After that, Pinkie said she had enough and dismissed the party, so probably tonight, they would probably get a few hours of sleep. At three in the morning, a droning sound woke John up, he woke the rest of the main six up and called them to the window. Behind his armor, his heart rate was rising as he saw a hovering CCS-battlecruiser charging up it's energy projecter. John watched helplessly as he saw the beam impact on the center of Canterlot. "Those sons of cucumbers," murmured Rainbow Dash.