UNSC File#29145: Overwatch

~Fighting Back~

"Saphira." Jason said stepping into the room. "What can I help you with Spartan?" She asked turning to him.

"We can't just sit and wait for the supplies, we need to take out the defenses so the National Guard and the military can come and help." Jason said removing his helmet.

"Apologies Spartan, but we don't have enough intelligence to combat the AA guns, everytime we make an attempt, we are thwarted by Destroyers, Bastion Units, and Null Sector troopers." Saphira retorted crossing her arms.

"Hmm, Hera do your sub routines also come with the ability to avoid heat missiles?" Jason asked as Hera appeared.

"Yeah, I can do that." She replied. Saphira looked at her before scowling. "What is it?" Jason asked as Hera disappeared.

"Nothing." She said before going back to her map. 'I guess she has some doubts with AIs.' Hera guessed.

"It's not you Spartan or your AI, it's just that I have a hard time with anything robotic. Including Omnics." Saphira said.

"What is it then?" Jason asked. Saphira turned and tossed him a locket that he caught. He clicked it opened to reveal a man with blonde hair, a woman with brown hair and a boy with ginger hair.

"Last month, in the middle of a battle in Europe. An Omnic missile landed on our home. I was the only survivor." She said as tears fell down her face. Jason placed the locket and his helmet on the table and walked over to her.

"I'm sorry, I know how you feel." He said placing a hand on her shoulder. "You don't even know me, how could you possibly know what I'm going through?" She demanded, knocking his hand off her.

"I know what it's like to see your family to be taken away from you in the blink of an eye. To see their lives taken from them by murderous aliens." He said gripping his fist.

"Aliens? These are robots!" Saphira retorted. "But I'm not from this world, I come from a different planet but the same species. Where I come from, a Covenant Alliance of aliens have deemed humanity an affront to their gods and decided to go on a genocidal campaign. Many human colonies were destroyed and planets glassed. I became a Spartan when my family was taken by Elite hands." Jason said causing Saphira to stare at him.

"Me and my crewmates were in cryostasis when a rogue AI decided the Created were destined to be the careholders of what the Didact called the 'Mantle of Responsibility'. A forced peace upon the galaxy." He finished. Saphira stared at the Spartan and sighed.

"Forgive me of my temper. I didn't know." She said. "You're fine, I know why you had the outburst." Jason replied before looking out the window as moonlight glazed the war torn city.

"The moon is beautiful tonight." Saphira said following his gaze. "I've never seen Earth's moon, only my home planet of Skopje." He commented opening the blinds.

"Sir, pelican is enroute. Where do you want me to land it?" Hera asked. Jason turned to Saphira as she walked to the door.

"Follow me." She ordered. Jason grabbed his helmet and followed the woman before appearing in a large empty parking lot.

"When the resistance began to search for a base to house civilians, we found this parking lot near our base." Saphira said.

"This'll do nicely." Jason said as the faint roar of the pelican's engine could be heard. The two glanced up to see the ship lower itself before landing.

"You'll be glad to know Captain Charles and Commander Morrison sent us food, supplies, and better weaponry from my report." Hera said as the door opened to reveal supplies, weapons, and ammunition to supply an army.