>>6097813But as you think this, suddenly the crying gets noticeably louder, snapping you out of your thoughts. You're going to save this child from these invaders, and make him proud. Climbing down off the clip you slip into the shadows, stalking your way towards the sounds of crying. Despite how much you want to rush directly towards the sound, you can feel that little bit of your husband you have left warning, cautioning you that something about this situation isn't right. You don't know what, but something about all of this is most definitely <span class="mu-i">wrong</span>. So, as you get closer and closer to the sound of crying, you begin picking up several ki signatures. Dozens upon dozens of ki all radiate from the area the crying is coming from, yet the baby continues crying. Are these pieces of shit not taking care of their baby?!
“Bastards!” you snarl through clenched teeth, your fury and outrage nearly causing you to abandon the subtle approach and fly full speed towards them. But right as you're about to rise up, taking in a deep breath, you freeze. Smelling something in the air that stops you right in your tracks. “No way.”
You get just a taste in the air of a familiar, vile chemical weapon the Covenant tried before and nearly killed you. It left you sick and weak, dying for days on end in agonizing pain. It would have spelled your doom, were it not for the Towa who showed up, giving you a shot of some medical concoction she'd cooked up that chemical would have taken you out. Tasting it again, you're not eager to repeat that experience, so instead of charging headfirst into the wind, start circling around instead. Slowing your advance, getting closer and closer to the crying baby's calls for help. You're not going to let this chemical weapon stop you from finding and saving that baby!
Slowly, carefully circling to avoid being seen, you slip almost all the way around the area you sense the other beings in, not going fully so your scent isn't carried their way by the wind as you sneak up the back side of a massive crater to peek over the lip. And there, down in another partial crater are three Covenant warships parked in a U formation, while the little slave alien creatures unload barrels and barrels of... Something. What you guess to be the chemical you smelled. Watching curiously they all deliver them to the same area, where two splitjaws in unfamiliar suits open them, letting the gaseous fumes escape into the air. But as you look down, looking for the source of the crying, realize that it is just a recorded cry, playing through a speaker system. These bastards really tried to lure you into running headfirst into their toxic cloud, to kill you without so much as a fight.
