Pandoras Box

Two phantoms suddenly arrived above, Voras shoved the alien captive into one of the dropship's grav lifts. That phantom shot away as the alien was aboard, back toward the Transcendence. Voras turned to Trace. "Follow from the ground, we will do what we can to keep these vermin away, should you need assistance that is." He stepped into the grav lift, ascending to the troop bay. He ordered the pilot to fly straight toward the United Nations. They shot off toward the New York skyline.

The Destroyer saw the unknowns retreat back up into the higher atmosphere, but it did not give retreat. The Martians had a different objective now, a new threat. The massive vessel edged toward New York, casting a shadow over all it passed over. It was ominous, and silent though. As it approached the city, it detected the enemies from before. The Destroyer suddenly received a messaged from the lead ship. An ominous voice passed through, in a perfect human language. "Your destruction is the will of the gods, and we are their instrument." Three of the enemy ships then opened fire.

The Covenant fleet opened fire as one, their plasma torpedoes flying over the city to impact the Destroyer. Seraph squadrons were redirected to focus on the titanic vessel. For arrogance or foolishness the vessel did not return fire, merely continuing it's approach, slowly covering the city in it's blanketing shadow.

As the phantom neared the East River Voras heard a loud horn like sound. He knew it was from another tripod. The tripod rose up from the ground near the river, right in front of the approaching dropship. The pilot banked sharply to the left, trying to avoid the massive war machine. The guns on the phantom opened fire, not really doing much to the shields. The tripod responded by firing both it's main guns at the dropship. Something in the back exploded and the phantom lurched to the side and began descending toward the ground. "We're going down! Repeat, this is phanto-" The pilot was cut off when the dropship slammed to the ground. Voras was thrown to the front of the troop bay, right into a wall. Voras was dazed and confused for a few seconds before regaining his composure. He checked on the pilot, and found him dead, impaled through the chest by a piece of the ship. Voras forced open the troop bay door and looked outside. The phantom had crashed in the middle of a parking lot, right next the river. The tripod seemed to be a few blocks away, but it clearly saw him when he stepped out. He heard another horn from behind and he saw another tripod behind him. "I need support here, now!" Voras ordered into his coms. 
"Worry not, sire. Reinforcements shall be there soon." Idyu responded.

Voras saw one walker get shot and thrown into the river. Voras assumed that was Trace's work. He faced the second walker and started blasting it with carbine fire. The tripod was charging it's two main guns, it's heat rays. Voras rolled to the side just as it shot two lances of white hot energy at him. He was thrown back by a blast but he ended up landing behind a car. He looked over his cover for a second, watching the tripod take two quick steps to get into the parking lot. It was charging up another shot and Voras began peppering it with fire again. But it stopped charging, a shadow blanketed both the tripod, Voras, and almost all of the river near them. The walker paused and looked up in the air, so did Voras. They both saw the Covenant heavy cruiser Transcendence. The ship was letting loose plasma torpedoes, firing off to the west. The tripod re-focused on him and he heard an odd sound... Then suddenly felt a massive crash behind him which knocked him to the ground once more. He looked back, expecting a crater from some massive explosive, or Trace in his war machine, what he saw instead shocked him in the best way possible. "Reinforcements deployed. Scarab at the ready." He heard in his coms.

The covenant ultra heavy assault platform started charging it's main weapon, but not before it was hit directly by the Tripod's heat rays. It had barely scratched the cruiser strength armor of the massive covenant walker. The purple behemoth let loose it's main gun, spewing green plasma at the martian walker. It's shields still held, but the walker seemed to be losing it's ground to the covenant vehicle. The scarab brought it's secondary battery to bear, a massive anti-aircraft cannon mounted on top of the assault vehicle. It shot massive blue bolts of plasma constantly at the tripod, staggering it and not allowing it time to fire back. Finally it's shields collapsed under the constant barrage just as the scarab's main gun cooled down to be fired again. Once again it fired it's green stream of plasma, this time destroying the walker in a short burst. The 'head' of the martian machine was almost completely gone, now turned to liquid metal by the immense power of the scarab. The tripod slowly fell over on it's side, crashing through buildings to reach it's final resting place. 

Suddenly the scarab was hit with a blast from the side, the tripod from before was standing in the deep river, only revealing it's 'head'  and a little bit of it's legs. The scrab began to turn to it's right to face it's new foe, but was slow to do so.

Trace moved to engage the second walker when the large shadow of the cruiser . right as he was locking on the second tripod a large ust cloud was kicked up near it disrupting his lock on. when the dust settled and the scarab was seen with its recognizable purple exterior "neat now what can it..." he was stooped mid sentence as the scarab fired its main beam damaging the shields in one shot "ok where can i get one of them".

he was finally going to relax a bit before the first walker got up "great why wont you just stay down" a moment later Abbadon showed up again "lord ex machina is back again" deciding to try something new he locked on again but this time the pod opened on the ligers tail firing two of the rockets.

" I never run from a fight. I am always preparing for the next one." Abbadon lands down next to Voras. "Nice siege machine you have there. I'm surprised its operated by organic life."

" so it is living... nice" Trace said before the his zaku and moved to the nearest bridge ready to move out "after this is over you got to let me take a look at the walker" he said with a grin "who knows what i can learn from it".