Starting a new faction in the Halo universe with StarCraft Technology

Somewhere in space, 60,000 light years away from humanity's home world of origin, planet Earth. The massive battle was beyond a mere human of 21st-century mind could comprehend. Those scale only in imagination science fiction for those humans living during that time. But here in the 26th century, or 2545 C.E., on a near-alien planet orbit in a certain solar system. The battle between 2 forces clashes for dominance.

The first one is the aggressor, a fleet of numerous purple-colored ships measuring from 300 meters in length to a staggering almost 29 km in length. While the defender has a smaller gray and black-colored ship in size, it couldn't be underestimated in terms of ship number inside the fleet. Numbering 100 ships, trying to intercept the enemy with nearly equal numbers around 80 ships. Ranging from roughly 250 meters to roughly 3000-4000 meters.

Each side is exchanging lasers, plasma, and missiles. Throwing both side weapons of mass destruction and death like there is no tomorrow. One of defenders huge vessels acted as the flagship. Armed with numerous anti-air to anti-ship weaponry with hundreds of missile silos and pods with light green shields protecting them from enemy gunfire. Her name is Hyperion the 2nd. The Gorgon-class battleship is 4235 meters in length. The biggest class ship in the fleet currently, even from her other sister ship.

On the ship bridge, there was a young male adult around in his 20s. Sitting in a comfortable chair in the middle of a bridge. While the appearance could be deceiving, as he looks older than he should be. Sitting in a comfortable chair in the middle of a bridge. Acting as supreme admiral, overseeing the whole ship in the fleet, and leading them against the aggressor. In front of him, there was a console with a hologram display constantly feeding him real-time information around the battlefield.

Wearing typical and generic sailor uniforms found on Earth. Black shirt with gold-colored trim line and red collars. With numerous medals and badges on his chest and arm. A white hat with a special insignia in the center with the writing 'Raynor Raiders' below it. The pants he is wearing are white with a pair of black boots. Plus, Jean Razak is wearing a digital watch on his right hand.He is currently massaging his temple as a way to cope with the stress he currently accumulates. He is the protagonist of the story, Jean Razak.

BOOM...!?*

"Hmm.... Adjutant status report," he ordered with a stern, deep voice after a loud explosion sound. Acting befitting the status of the higher class.

"Yes, Emperor. Currently the Hyperion II has sustained heavy damage caused by enemy heavy laser weaponry and plasma torpedoes. The ship generator operating at maximum capacity barely keeps the matrix shield active as the enemy focuses on this ship and her sister compared to other ship classes. 7 Sovereign-class destroyers have sunk just now, but not without sinking 4 enemy cruisers and crippling 13 corvettes and frigates in return," said the beautiful android at a height of 180 meters in the form of a Caucasian-featured female. Her white hair with deep blue eye color standing beside Razak. Her clothes are opposite to Razak's, as her shirt color is white with a shining silver trim line. Her collar is bright sea blue but with an exposed inner upper uniform. Her pants and boots are also white.

"Goddammit. Relay the order for 6 behemoth-class battle cruisers and 12 Sovereign and Minotaur-class from 45 and 78 flotillas to use tactical jumps behind the enemy line to flank from above and left. Use the Mini/Yamato cannon and anti-ship missile as protective measures for the Super EMP missile to teleport in the center of the enemy fleet and disable enemy shielding. Coordinate the assault within a minute on my mark in 5 minutes starting now." Standing from his chair while waiting for his clock to reset to zero for timing.

"Yes, sir," said the male operator, working tirelessly to give orders to the fleet with nervous expressions.

Upon hearing the order, the designated flotilla broke off from the battle formation and did a tactical jump behind the enemy line around 300 thousand kilometers.The coordinate assault time left is 3 minutes.

Amidst the chaos, the biggest ship in the center of the enemy formation begins to brightly shine with a bluish-white color in the center on top of the ship. Pointing her weapon at Hyperion, the 2nd sister ship, Stand Proud unleashes its huge beam of light. With the size smaller than the flagship with a length of 3500 meters. With a mere few seconds, those beams make contact with Stand Pride's matrix shield for a brief moment before failing to stop the laser from penetrating the thick ship plating. A small nuclear explosion happened. Luckily the vessels are not destroyed but in critical damage, rendering them unable to continue operate. But it didn't apply to crew members with many systems being compromised, leaving with miracles intact important systems such as life support and control damage. Thus she might survive but not for long if not repaired immediately.

"Grgh...Now you've done it, arsehole. All remaining Gorgon-class battleship batteries concentrate firepower on the enemy flagship. Prepare to fire the Nova cannon on my command. Behemoth, Minotaur, Sovereign, and Loki class, covering the area in sectors 3, 4, and 2 with anti-air and ship batteries and missiles to thin down the resistance. Focusing Mini/Yamato and Armageddon cannon into an enemy heavy-class ship. Liberator Missile Frigate targeting enemy fighters and keeping them away from the Gorgons and any larger vessel from any boarding action or sabotage. Officer, where is the flanker unit and the EMP's missile?"

"Sir, they already materialize in real space and are ready to fire under your command. Raven and combat science vessel-dedicated transporters are ready to deliver the warhead."

"Good, to all units on my mark, fire...!?" He ordered with a loud voice. All ships are capable of firing both standard and super Yamato cannons, unleashing their fury.

Smashing the enemy vessel unchallenged. Yamato cannon with magnetic containment of raw power of nuclear fusion with a similar form of falling comet charging straight to enemy smaller vessels. Destroying and disabling them in one to three hits. While the Armageddon cannon shot a barrage of huge condensed energy bullets in huge numbers to compensate for the lack of the raw power like the standard Yamato cannon from its cousin employ. Perfect to destroy enemy corvettes, frigates, and destroyers with ease.Not to mention easily overwhelm and weaken enemy shield system so other ships could finish the job in one well place aim.

While the bigger gun, 'Nova Cannon,' located on the Gorgon ship's prow, aims its alignment at the enemy's biggest vessel presumably act as flagship.The one who responsible destroys one of the Gorgon-class battleships in one hit. Currently it is the Terran Federation's Empire trump card with destructive power rivaling and possibly surpassing the enemy plasma or laser beam projection deployed by that largest vessel.

Charging sequence with white bluish particle in the center of the hammerhead design in front accompanied by electrical static. After a few minutes of charging, Hyperion the 2nd and her siblings turn to unleash hell onto humanity's enemy. Continuous blue plasma electromagnetic containment energy of the hottest sun bore through into the enemy deck, ignoring the energy shield like it's a paperweight.

With overwhelming power, those energy beams destroy a couple of enemy corvettes and cruisers who are unlucky enough to stand in their way to the enemy flagship. The enemy flagship exploded brilliantly, leaving a shock wave throughout the entire fleet formation. With the destruction of the flagship, the remaining enemy ships are disorganized and hastily retreat to where they came from. To the aggressor's horror, the attack is not over yet as 3 EMP missiles appear out of nowhere and begin to explode.

Unleashing a huge storm of electromagnetic waves powerful enough to knock off smaller vessels such as corvettes and frigates to some extent, destroyers, and battlecruisers. Leaving some of the vessels incapable of moving as the ship systems are shut down, leaving them unprotected. What fate the ship crew is in is unknown, but it is unlikely most are not surviving for long without ship life support. The survivors instantly entered an FTL jump, leaving their comrade's fate in the hands of the Terran Federation. Thus, this is the end of the brief conflict with the Terran Federation Empire victory.

"*Sigh*... Adjutant, and how is the tracker device we planting into one of the enemy vessels?. Is the magic working or not?" He sighed with a huge sigh of relief after sitting down into his chair.

"Emperor, only a few devices manage to attach enemy ship hulls. Most are detached when the enemy enters FTL drive. Currently Griffin Stealth's class ship is pursuing them while keeping a distance from enemy radar. The current distance, which is still increasing, is around 25 light-years away from our current position."

"Good, while this might be called a 'first contact' scenario on paper. Well, screw the courtesy (system) bullsh*t (mission). Prepare the fleet for a counteroffensive. Assemble our war machine in the factory and mobilize the body able to fight. Begin to deploy our fury on humanity's enemy. For the Terran Federation!!" while yelling in a dramatic voice and pose at his subordinate. In response, they cheer with ear-bleeding voices with the heat of passion, making the bridge somehow hotter despite advanced air conditioning.

[INSERT FF7 FANFARE OST..*]

"[WELL-WELL, WHAT WE GOT HERE. NATURAL BORN LEADER READYING ITS PEOPLE TO FACE THE ADVERSARY THE HUMANITY NEVER 'FACED' BEFORE. Very heart-moving speech there, Emperor Jean Razak, lol." The floating blue screen display is hovering and circling around Razak, trying to annoy him. While this is odd, others act as if it were nothing there. It means only Razak could see it.

"(Could you stop destroying my mood for once? Can you see I have to cringe myself to speak in this manner without dying? Also screw you and your bullshit mission.)"

"[WHATEVER, BUDDY.]"

Now, you wonder how this has started to reach this point. It all started 2 decades ago when I was kidnapped and put on some random planet by this demonic parasite called itself [SYSTEM]. Forcing me to do its bidding without even explaining why me in the first place. Anyway, hear the story before I fought those.

alien invaders while fulfilling this bastard mission.