Colony of the Crimson Flame

Chapter II
Private Pieman stood in front of the large, six-sided, automatic door that was the standard for UNSC vessels. Above the door, in big, green letters was Commander’s Office. Officially, Lord Pheonix was only a Lieutenant, held back only by his vocal distaste with UNSC leadership; but here, on this ship, he outranked all.

Pieman took a deep breath and turned around to see his fellow soldiers, Private Bacon and Private CivBase, behind him, eyes fixed on the door ahead. He exhaled and turned back to the door. Gathering up every ounce of courage he had, he began his walk to the door when it slid open. Out of the door strode Captain Seath in his olive-green officer’s outfit. Captain Seath held the second-highest rank on the ship, next to Major Rotaretilbo. Officially, his rank was equal to that of Captain Qwerty, but Lord Pheonix had made it perfectly clear that Navy and Marine Corps were to be separated. In the end, both sides reported directly to Pheonix.

Pieman and his fellow soldiers stepped back and gave a quick salute. Captain Seath nodded towards them and continued on his way as the trio of marines entered the Commander’s Office.

The inside of the office was very darkly lit, emphasizing the shades on the holographic projections. Lord Pheonix was sitting at a desk covered in papers and holographic screens on the other side of the room. He looked up to see his guests just as they saluted. The look in his eye struck fear into Pieman’s soul.

“At ease.” Pieman barely managed to force his hand back to his side. “And what might you boys be here for?”

Pieman turned around and looked at Bacon and CivBase to see that they too were nervous. CivBase nodded at Pieman, urging him to talk and Pieman turned back around to face Pheonix. “S-s-sir. We... we wanted to know why we came to this planet out here in the middle of nowhere. Th-that Covenant ship... what if they find us? W-why can’t... Why can’t...”

“Out with it!” growled Pheonix.

“Why don’t we go to the Insurrection? We need to fight the UNSC. We need to help the people there. To free them!”

Lord Phenix glared at the private. Pieman felt a shiver crawl down his spine. “You don’t get it, do you, Private? The Insurrectionist is nothing but a bunch of rebels. All they want to do is fight the UNSC. They want to slaughter themselves fighting for a freedom that will never be theirs. We’re not out to fix the world, we’re out to build a new one. A better one! The dogs running the UNSC can fight their wars. They’re going to kill themselves while we hide out here, free. We have enough provisions on this ship to last us a full year. By then, we’ll be able to grow our own food and create our own supplies. We ca...”

Pieman cut in, “But what about our families!?”

“That’s a sacrifice we’ll just have to live with.”

“You can’t do that!” Pieman's ferocity echoed in his voice.

A smug grin dawned on Pheonix's face, “I already have.”

Pieman couldn’t believe what he was hearing. The man was crazy! He had to do something, and fast. Without thinking, he reached down his side and yanked his M6C Magnum out of it’s holster; but before he could bring it up to fire, a pain tore through his left side as he was tackled to the ground by Private Bacon.

Lord Pheonix jumped out of his seat and drew his own sidearm, aiming it at Pieman. Pieman struggled against Bacon’s grip, but he was pinned. He began yelling and pushing harder and harder. He felt his strength drain from his body and he soon stopped yelling in order to take longer breaths. His fight was in vein, though, as CivBase jumped down to help Bacon. He was betrayed by his leader and his own comrades.

“Take him to the brig and lock him up!” barked LP, still aiming the pistol. By now, Pieman was too weak to resist, even when the two soldiers yanked him up onto his feet.

He blinked as he felt the point of a gun dig into his back and was marched off to prison.

Chapter III

woot

WHERE AM I?

Right now, I'd assume you're getting some weapons from the armory.

I give it a 1.

And WTF?
Bacon wrestling me to the ground?
I could kick Bacon's ass! (no offense Bacon)

I was actually hoping you'd put me in as the antagonist, the UNSC captain in charge of stopping Pheonix before he can do whatever it is he's doing.

Good job Civ.

WTF am i what am i the chef (which if i remember is bacon) or a random helljumper

Even though there is a significant lack of RX in it(not that it really matters), I really like it.

Umm... I can't introduce EVERYONE in two chapters and a prologue. I'm already putting in about five people in each chapter. Hold on, guys.

I'd just like to point out that if Seath and I are not Navy, we're almost definitely Marine Corps, not Army. ;)

-_-

Fine, I'll change it to Marine Corps...

PiEman wrote:
I could kick Bacon's ass! (no offense Bacon)

ORLY?

I like it. Can I haz part?

Maybe

I understand if you don't give me one

I said maybe

I realize that

Do you? :suspect:

Yes >.>

Well then...

Make more story

Oh I missed this, good first two chapters.

Lord Pheonix wrote:Make more story

*sigh*

Fine. I'll try to get one up tomorrow.

BACK TO WORK, LITTLE SLAVE!

*whip cracks*

*grabs the whip and yanks it out of Rot's hands*

*pulls out a desert eagle and fires three shots into Rot's head*