Star Wars: Summoning UNSC in Galaxy far, far away!

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Change of POV: Alex

It was time to actually use my SPI-Armor, isn't it? 

I immediately unsheathed my battle knife from my left waist.

And I steeled my resolve for what is to come.

I thought with glee, when with simple activation of the suit properties, I became invisible!

I saw how my armor 'camouflaged' by reflecting the surrounding and becoming 'invisible' as long as suit has enough energy.

And the best part?

That same energy is self-replenished by absorbing energy from the sun.

And so, with me being invisible, and with Knife, and enemies who don't know what they are doing, coupled with advantage of ambush attack.

I know what I'm going to do is something that would have gone against any code of my life before on Earth, a cold-blooded murder.

But yet again, this galaxy is practically survival of the fittest, strong eat the weak.

It just shows how many empires and governments are changing constantly new threats arriving.

And right now, what I'm going to do is going to be in self-defence, something I must do to survive.

There is no time for hesitation anymore.

And..

And soon enough, I heard the distinct sound of boots seeping into sand, three different type of footsteps to be precise, and I waited by the corner, still camouflaged.

One light, one heavy and one eerily loud, very loud.

I didn't dare to make a noise, because sand is everywhere, thus they are following my foot prints in the sun, and the moment they turn around..

They will only see where footsteps are ending, and a knife going straight towards their skulls.

I waited..

And soon enough,

Three people turned around the corner, where I was and aimed at 'Nowhere'with their respective blasters.

One Twi'lek, one human and one human with big eyes and small horn on top of it's eyes.

' I don't recognize that guy's species.' I though as I looked at him, sure I don't know species of almost every single character, but I atleast can recognize them.

But this one?

No, he is a new one, I never saw him in any movie or cartoon.

Twi'lek is in the middle of the group, Human is in left side while the horned one is on right side.

Twi'lek is a male with green skin, by appearance he appears to be on older side, with a small scar across his lips, he is wearing what appears to be boots, baggy pants and leather jacket lazily put over his waist. While his upper body is bare, showing some interesting scars to brag about.

He is using a pistol-like blaster, point towards the corridor I had hidden away, his other pals did the same, all three of them had same blasters.

'Probably from some Space-Walmart.'I though

"Halt! Give us...." Twi'lek blinked and stopped his sentence upon noticing that the figure of his interest was not here at all.

He dropped his blaster from aiming.

"Where the heck did that Mandalorian disappear too?.." It was the Human one who spoke this time, by all appearances he looks like a young fellow, maybe in his late 20s with several strands of gray appear here and there, might be due to stress after all these 'robberies'if they were a weekly thing.

"I don't know, but check the footprints, they end right there.. " The horned human proclaimed as he took several steps forward and motioned at place where Alex is literally camouflaged right now. " He couldn't have possible gone invisible, could he? "

Well..

They were calling for it.

And, that was the last bottom line he said before I took him into a choke hold, thus de-activating my camouflage, and with a simple movement with my right hand, I sliced his neck cleanly off as red-blood started pouring from him like a fountain.

"Grah!" With a sudden action, my left hand caught his throat, before my right hand holding military knife sliced it just below the throat.

'Thank the Force that the blood didn't spray on me. 'I though.

[DING! = 100 Star-Points Stored]

'So he was worthy only 100?'

It helped that SPI-Armor improves physical abilities of a Human, while SPI-Armor won't turn a normal Human into a Spartan-Level of strength when they don't have an armor, it's a formidable leap which allows even a fifteen year old girl to easily over-power adult people in brawls if it comes to it.

Now, this sudden action caused other two to shit themselves immediately, before they brought their own blasters towards Alex in attempt to kill her now.

You can't blame them, it's not an everyday occurrence to see a 'Mandalorian' that can go invisible, is it?

Seeing this, I didn't waste any time and used the body of horned human as my shield, since SPI-Armor is not equipped with one.

Mind you, it was supposed to be expendable armor after all for suicide Spartan-3s!

~PIU!

~PIU!

~PIU!

A couple shoots from their blasters were aimed at me, but only hit my corpse shield, but of course they didn't pass through it.

That's why ballistic ammo is better than laser, at least to those of Star Wars.

Instead, I let the battle knife slip from my grasp towards the sand, as they continued shooting on their former comrades body.

Instead, I Pulled the M6C from my leg with my right hand.

'Now, how to slide it?' I had no choice, but to hold the corpse by my shoulder as I let it on lean toward me, my right hand moved toward the back of the pistol, as I pulled the slide of the pistol with a resounding click.

Just when those shoots stopped firing.

"Damn it! My Blasters magazine is out of battery!"

"Same bro!"

I didn't waste this chance, nor I did take it for everything, since this could be a trick they wanted from me, by making me leap from my cover.

Instead, I hoisted the corpse down slightly and pulled my gun over the corpses shoulder, just in time to see those two stragglers trying to run-away.

"Apologies buddies!" I shouted towards them, aimed..

And clicked on the trigger.

I had no choice but to pull the trigger two times.

~Bang!

~Bang!

And they feel down.

Recoil was manageable.

I shoot them both in ass, since that's the easiest part of their bodies to cause them some type of discomfort, or a fall rather than only simple pain. Seeing as they dropped down, it was acceptable work.

I threw the corpse towards the wall, it hit it and slid off it.

I quickly crouched down to pick up my battle-knife, and the blaster that horned guy threw down after I sliced his neck off.

" I guess playing so many different FPS games and watching so many action-packed movies helped in me gaining experience?" I muttered to myself as I stalked towards them, I slid of my M6C pistol back onto magnets on my leg. 

It was a joke, most of this action was taken from military training that 'Auto-Pilot' had gone through.

And instead I pointed the blaster I took from the Horned guy towards them.

Just in time as they turned around.

Their faces going pale in a second. 

Well, in case of the green Twi'lek, if you only sliced off his leeku or whatever is it called, he would have looked like a proper Human in all caps.

"Wait! Please! We didn't mean anyth-!" 

I pointed blaster at his forehead.

[DING! = 100 Star-Points Stored!]

~PIU! A headshot directly towards the Twi'lek's head.

"Imagine you have balls to try and steal from me, even less so to kill.. Yet you are not ready to accept your own death." I walked towards the last one remaining, the Human guy. " When you take someones life, you must be prepared for your life to be taken too. It's same principle for you, for military, for droids, for other bandits...."

"Or even for me." I pointed the blaster at his forehead.

"Wait Please! I have fami-!"

"You do not." I pulled the trigger, and the blast was aimed at his forehead.

~THUD! 

[DING! = 100 Star-Points Stored!]

When he tried to sit up, he was shoot, so his body fell down backwards at the sand.

Janitors will have some work later on.

I grunted before strapping the blaster towards the magnetic field on my right leg.

I'll give it later to our research center, I want them to make some of those for later.

They would work nicely on security personnel in institutions rather than military though, no reason for us to become as 'primitive'as the people from Star Wars with these blasters. 

I glanced towards the alleyway opening we all entered, seeing no one I simply turned around and marched way.

Marched away towards the corner I was in before,

And I couldn't hide my excitement as I spoke.

"System." And soon, a basic 'screen' appeared in my vision.

{Stats}

{Territory-Stats]

[Summoning-Shop]

[Mission-Tab]

I grunted. " Go Into [Mission-Tab]."

Screen shifted and another one appeared.

-[Mission-Tab]

[Objective: Help Padme Amidala and her escort off the world!]

[Description: Butterfly effect is in action! Ships are destroyed, you are their only option to get to Coruscant!]

[Claim Reward: 1# Hero-Summoning Ticket]

I frowned, before a smile bloomed under my helmet, " Claim the Reward."

And screen shifted once more.

[Does Host want to Summon a Random-Hero?]

[Yes]

[No]

"Yes." Was there anything else to add?

And no, there wasn't anything spectacularly flashy that happened.

There wasn't a huge pillar of light suddenly appearing.

Nor was there any 'reality merging' to happen.

Nor a sudden portal to open to another outer dimension.

The Hero in question simply appeared in front of me, clutching his assault rifle in his hands, before saluting in front of me.

My excitement rose, as my heart pumped by blood faster and faster. As I properly recognized who is in front of me standing and saluting towards me.

A Spartan, not just a Spartan but The Spartan!

The hero is a spartan.

Spartan 3-Series to be precise.

All black armor, with pale-yellow visor.

Over two meters tall person, classic height for a Spartan 3.

Male, if bulky body was any indication.

Wearing all black MJOLNIR MARK V [B] Variant, and holding a simple, but a bit out-dated Assault Rifle Called MA37 Individual Combat Weapon System, or MA37 for short.

It's an outdated, but considering from what time this Spartan was from, and from which year, then it's all good.

Even thought it's MJOLNIR armor is formidable, it still pales in comparison to MARK 7 employed as 'Primary Mark' nowadays in UEG space.

"Your Highness, Spartan-B312 Reporting to duty." He stoically saluted to me before returning back into relaxed position, though he tilted his helmet a bit towards the left, to corpse of horned guy.

I raised my eyebrow.

'Out of dozens of potential heroes from basic Humans, Admirals and Spartans, I literally got one of the few 'Hyper-lethals' I'm not complaining though. ' But I still winced at 'Your highness' proclamation of his.

Another thing is that those summoned by System would gain 'informations' basic informations such as home-world and current situations of our nation.

Such as knowledge about me, knowledge that we are not in war with Covenant, and knowledge that all our planets are not glassed anymore.

But they all retain memories of their fights with covenant, the sacrifices, their deaths.

Everything, they still retained it all.

Experience.

Now, add a good chunk of Humans that are 'Xenophobic' in a galaxy populated with millions of different species?

It's gonna be one hell of a ride, no wonder.

"Easy there soldier." I did my own version of salute to him

And Noble 6 was what, 19 year old or something when he died?

He had so much potential, not going to lie.

To my reply, B312 only strapped his Assault Rifle over his back, as it's magnet worked to keep it in balance.

A quick glance to his left waist revealed that he had two more magazines.

And quick glance to other waist revealed only a battle-knife, but no pistol.

The catch with the system is, all points that 'Auto-Pilot' accumulated till now are spent, so I'm back at zero.

Meaning I can't summon preferable regiments of let's say Spartans-3 or Spartans-4 right now due to almost zero Star-Points.

Star-Points is the currency that System operates on.

And I currently have only 300, 100 each gained from eliminating those thieves.

'If I had enough of them I would have bough a bigger ship by now or replacement for my condor.' I thought bitterly before remembering i'm not alone. " From now on, while we are on unknown planets I forbid you from referring to me as 'Your Highness.' Is that understood, soldier?"

It was simple tactical maneuver, I don't want anyone, especially on Tattooine get any funny ideas about trying to kidnap me.

But due to Noble 6 in front of me, they won't succeed. But it would have been annoying to begin with.

B312 Firmly nodded. " Yes, Miss."

That's better, but..

"Can you refer to my simply as 'Alex', I don't want you to refer to me as anything that could hint at me being a bigger rank than you are."

He seemed a bit troubled at that, since the silence lasted a bit longer than previously but..

"Affirmative." 

I nodded, but.. " We are going to work with extra-terrestrial Royalty and Government now, I cannot refer to you as simply Spartan-B312 or Noble 6, I need a name right now for you." I told him as I moved and sidestepped the corpse beneath my feet.

As I walked, B312 Followed me quietly.

And he replied. " My designation is Leo-B312. Your Highness may refer to me however you wish."

I nodded, satisfied with his explanation.

And I started debriefing him on our situation right now, the current dealing with both Trade Federation, Naboo and The Republic.

But soon enough..

A notification appeared in front of me.

[New Mission!]

[Mission: Steal a Ship to escape the Tatooine!]

[Objective: As the name says, just go steal a ship big enough to accomodat everyone!]

[Reward for Completion: 1# Spartan-Fireteam Summoning Ticket]

[Failure: You don't get a ship!]

I grinned under my helmet.

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