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Halo 2/3 Book Posted, Pages 342-345. Page 351: Sequel Revealed
September 9, 2006- Halo: The Ark is officially available online for everyone to read. There will be several websites hosting them, and each additional one will be added to this list here. The Ark is also in this thread, from pages 342-345. Feel free to read them and post in this thread.
The cover/concept art is also available for anyone who wants to see it. Just follow these links:
[url=http://img370.imageshack.us/my.php?image=halocoverartfromjoeslayergk8.png]Cover art by JoeSlayer[/url]
[url=http://img147.imageshack.us/my.php?image=sb2copygi6tc1.jpg]Back cover art by JoeSlayer[/url]
[url=http://img201.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dandonahueconceptartvn0.png]Concept cover art by Dan Donahue[/url]
[url=http://img224.imageshack.us/my.php?image=bookcoveroh0.jpg]Concept art by Paul[/url]
[u]Here is the list of websites hosting Halo: The Ark[/u]
[url=http://game-spectrum.com/news/entertainment/halo_the_ark.html]Game Spectrum[/url]
Nov 17th, 2005- by now, there are 30 chapters of the book posted. if you dont want to look through this entire thread for them, click the link in my signature, it will take you to my official site, where all the chapters are posted.
May 17, 2006- Work on the book has come to a halt as all editing (professional) has been done. There is work currently being done to get The Ark published, hopefully by TOR. Any questions about the book can be asked here, and i will answer them as promptly as possible. This is not an official bungie project.
Click [url=http://www.archive.org/download/The_Ark/theark.pdf]Here[ /url] to download a pdf version of it. Actually, right click and save, otherwise it won't work.
The following material is the original post from way back when, so if you're looking for the more recent stuff (that has been modified from reading the beginning works), please visit my website, which is in my signature, or click the link above to download a pdf version of it. Please do not ask for the last chapters, as i will not send them to you. Any and all news will be posted whenever it comes up, and i will say so in the subject heading, with the appropriate page number and date. Chapters are generally posted weekly, though i discuss each chapter's release date beforehand so confusion does not ensue.
If anyone knows anything about the Halo 2 book, or what comes after it, let me know. Cause if nothing's happening with it, im gonna write it. Here's the prelude to halo 3(?)...
Prologue
Ninth Age of Reclamation/First age of Rebirth
Yielding Righteousness/ Current Flagship
The doors opened as the Arbiter walked into the Grand Chamber, seeing rows of his brethren. His Sangheili. They all uniformly bowed down on one knee, their heads to facing the ground. The Arbiter turned to his Spec-ops captain, now the general of the armies, and said, “You never told me there would be this many.”
“I thought you would like being surprised, Arbiter.” He showed a grin, at least as best a Sangheili could.
They started walking through the main aisle, with an honor guard walking behind them as protection. The Arbiter felt that the presence of the honor guards was not necessary, but understood the honor they must feel to be here, especially now. Walking past each new row allowed all to stand in that row, which alerted the Arbiter of some discrepancy. He turned his head left, and saw several rows of Lekgolo, their massive bodies gracefully rising as he passed. And further ahead, even more rows were filled with the small Unggoy, who fidgeted even while trying to keep their composer. And they all were bowing.
He looked back at the Lekgolo, shocked at the amount of them in one room. He had never seen so many, and they could easily overpower the entire ship if they wanted to, but they also didn’t carry their normal weaponry, which attached directly to their arms. The Arbiter forced himself to look away so not to draw attention to himself in any negative aspect, for it could ruin his purpose here today.
They climbed the ramp up to the stage, where the honor guard behind them went to the right side of him, and to the left he saw another waiting for his arrival. The Arbiter went to the front of the stage, and the Captain/General stayed behind several steps. He looked upon the crowd, understanding that the future may rest upon their shoulders.
The chamber had fallen dead silent now, and the Arbiter scanned the room once more. He stood tall and came to the very edge of the stage. “As you all know, I am the Arbiter. I have been chosen for this… this honor, by our previous leaders. However, there may be those among you who believe that their word is heresy, regardless of when it was said. And because of my rank, my position, I will become the leader of our group, our new covenant. If anyone disagrees with my appointment as the Arbiter, speak now.”
The chamber stayed noiseless, but faces animated and expressions came to color. The Arbiter looked back to his Captain/General, who nodded to him. Suddenly, one Sangheili stepped out of his row, and yelled, “Long live the Arbiter!” As the Arbiter turned back to his audience, he found that he was deafened by the cheering of his name. A wave of relief struck him, and he held his hands to show silence was required. Moments later, it was so.
“You all honor me with this privilege, yet I must postpone our celebration for another time. This meeting is one of urgency, where three important things must be discussed. The first of which being the creating of a new Grand Council. After this meeting, all not stationed upon the Yielding Righteousness are to return to their home planets to decide on the council members.”
“Our next goal will be to secure as many Huragok as possible. They are a necessity on every ship, world, and army. If we can take many away from the Prophets, it will give us a strategic advantage against them. They will undoubtedly be attempting the same, but we cannot allow them to take any Huragok, or the upper hand will be theirs. Do not forget their usefulness, even in the heat of battle.”
The Arbiter sighed, and looked up at the lights, then directly into the holocron monitor, which was projecting his face among countless worlds. “The final article is something that has come into my thoughts several times during these past few days, something I would like express to you. The Prophets have always asked each race to join the covenant, or even allow them honorable submission, but not the Humans. These Humans are a strange race, yet nothing about them is notable in any sense with the exception to the demon. Regardless, it makes no sense for the Prophets to ‘fear’ these Humans. But I understand why they do. I have fought and killed them, as well as fought beside them as allies.” Whispers appeared throughout the room, and the Arbiter raised his voice to overrun them.
“Wait!”, he yelled, and the chamber’s only sound was the Arbiter’s echoing voice. “Through my experience with these Humans, they fight with the same honor we would, use clever tactics as we do, and will die for victory if necessary. And now that we are not at the prophet’s side to protect them, they have much to fear of the Humans!”
Cheers wailed throughout the room, and a group of Unggoy began jumping up and clapping. The Arbiter allowed the crowd to settle down by themselves before speaking again. “From now on, if you should see a Jiralhanae, Yanme, Kig-yar, or a Prophet, you are to conquer them, and show them who truly is strong.” He smiled as best a Sangheili could. “Even more so for the Kig-yar, if you know what I mean.” Laughter broke out, especially through the rows of Unggoy.
The Arbiter walked off the stage, followed closely by both honor guards and his Captain/General. Suddenly the laughter turned to applause, as the Unggoy yelled, and the Lekgolo and Sangheili bowed again to one knee. The Unggoy followed suit quickly. With each passed row, the rising covenant would chant “Long live the Arbiter!”
The Captain/General whispered gently to the Arbiter as they walked down the aisle, “ It would seen that you left a good impression with the covenant.”
“No, we are not the Covenant anymore. We are the Preeminent."
If you guys like this, let me know, I have about 10 more pages written, in no partucular order, and can post them if anyone wants to read them.
[Edited on 12/17/2006]
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ok some plp are confused i did that because brilliont needs an name for the new AI oh ya eagles said thor twise [Edited on 3/16/2005 5:10:20 PM]
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just posting agin so nobody missed it wow i just remmemberd somthing you guys no about i love bees right well did you no what it is about well here it is i garented this will be the best thing any one could come up with and it evan has a story attached In July of 2552, the UNSC ship Apocalypso was on patrol deep in Covenant space. They found a way to decript Covenant transmissions and discovered that they were planning to attack the colony world of Troy. The UNSC, with this critical information, quietly evacuated the planet, but the Covenant were alerted to the fact that their transmissions had been intercepted. The Covenant created a plan in which they created a virus that would infect the AI of the Apocalypso, Melissa (AKA The Operator), when it intercepted the next transmission. The Captiain of the ship, Greene, desided to abandon their mission and warn Earth when she began to suspect that something was wrong. On their way to Earth they found a tire-shaped object floating in space. At first they thought it was a Covenant artifact and kept it to give to ONI once they returned to Earth. However they had not known that the virus was designed to alert the Covenant if it detected any Forerunner artifacts. When they got to Earth, and exited Slipspace, the program and artifact activated and created a giant Slipspace rift that shut down the entire Earth ChatterNet and blew the AI apart. One part of Melissa "landed" on Earth in Jersey Morelli's chatter server, and another was thrown back through time to the early 21st century, on a ancient internet server that hosted a website called ilovebees.com. This website was run by a young lady named Dana who thought that a hacker had cracked into her system as the website began to act strangely. In reality, the half-mad fragment of Melissa was trying to repair itself and reconstruct it's memory of what had happedened. With the help of The Spider. or SPDR (System Peril Distributive Reflex) it was able to partially repair itself. However, another program, an evolved version of the SPDR, calling itslef the Pious Flea, tricked Dana into deleting the SPDR. The Pious Flea is the trojan horse program that the Covenant inserted into Melissa when she intercepted the transmission. It was attempting to rewrite Melissa's program. Then, Melissa began to think of Dana as "The Killer" when Dana tried to purge Melissa from the site, but Dana finally realized what was going on and began to help Melissa recontruct her memory and rid herself of the Pious Flea. Melissa found a part of her called the "Sleeping Princess" which will be revealed later. Finally, Melissa began tapping into public pay-phone lines and gave coordinates and times to access them on the website. People all over the country began to answer these phones and helped Melissa unlock her fragmented memories. The part of Melissa in 2552 grabbed hold of Jersey's chatter system because she had encountered his father on a ship years before. She had liked him, and subconsiously grabbed onto his son's signal while she "fell" to Earth. Jersey named her Durga and helped her regain her wits. As they did, she began to piece together what was happening around them. She began spying a young woman named Jan James, the super-enhanced daughter of two former Spartan-1.0s named Jim James and Gilly. She also began keeping tabs on Kamal for an unknown reason, and Rani Sobeck a new recruit into Section Zero. Jan James had been moved around the country alot by her father who didn't want her to become like him, a trained killer. However, she broke into a military base in an attempt to help a friend return something he had stolen, and was caught. The secret was out taht she was different and people began to take notice, including a gangster named Thin Kinkle, who attepmted to blackmail her into doing things for him. Along the way, Jan's father, in an attempt to rescue her from torture, was killed by the Kinkle's thugs. Fortunately, Jan's mother Gilly was there to rescue her. At the same time these events were unfolding, a young man named Kamal Zaman had come to encounter Aiden Maki and Sophie Bossedon. Sophie was from Coral, the same planet as Kamal, and both their families lived there. Aiden was a wanna-be gangster that could "help" people come to Earth, which was becoming crowded with all the colonists fleeing the colonies in fear of Covenant attack. Kamal's sister Yasmine had died as a child and was afraid his parents had died when Coral was glassed. Then about this time, a ONI Colonel named Herzog began searching for a new recruit into Section Zero, ONI's Internal Affairs. At the urging of Professor Avi, an old buddy from earlier days, he approached Rani Sobeck to work for him. At first she refused, but then desided to help him. Herzog was after the artifact that was recovered from the Apocalypso. It was taken by an ONI Section 3 Major named Standish, to Chawla base in Boston, Massachusetts. Herzog belived the artifcat was a weapon, and needed to disarm it, but no one at Section 3 would let him get near it. After discovering that Standish had had Captain Greene killed after her return to Earth he knew something was wrong. Standish wanted this artifact for his own personal gain, and didn't care who or what he had to be eliminated to make sure it was kept secret. Standish attempted to have Herzog killed in an "accident" but failed. Herzog survived long enough to get information from MacKaskill, an ONI plant on the Apocalypso to keep tabs on the ship's activities. The Operator, Melissa, had found him trying to transmit data to Section 3, and blackmailed him into telling her who he was working for. Standish. However, in truth, Herzog was killed, and Melissa admitted to having forged some of the memory files relating to Herzog. What actually happened is unknown. To make a long story short, Melissa and Jersey discovered the artifact at Chawla. They contacted Kamal, Rani, Jan, and Gilly. They created a plan to infiltrate Chawla and deactivate the device, which was discovered to be a "Magnetic Decay Timer". It was counting down to something, and they had to stop it. When they attempted to do so, the artifact deactivated and created a massive Slipspace ripple. The Covenant saw the massive signal and located Earth. It was now only a matter of time before the Covenant arrived. After the artifact deactivated, the signal that had blown Melissa apart broke down, and Melissa's two halves reunited in 2552. Melissa revealed that she had once been a young woman named Yasmine Zaman, Kamal's dead sister. The part of her that was Yasmine had been called "The Sleeping Princess" by Melissa. The reason Durga/Melissa had begun spying on Kamal was because that part of her, Yasmine, had wanted to reach out to him. Since Kamal was a dctor, he had known that his sister had been taken and replaced by a flash-clone, because she had died of Metabolic Cascade Failure, something that only happened with flash-clones. But he had not known that his sister had been selected as part of the Spartan-II program. Yasmine had washed out at fourteen, and her brain had been used to create Melissa. At the closing, Melissa had gone rampant inside Chawla, but regained her sanity. Rani had been caught in the raid on Chawla, but was released upon special intervention of the rogue AI Melissa. Jan was approached by another Spartan-1.0 to join him and the remaining 1.0s on a private mission into Covenant space. Melissa helped Kamal's family return to Earth before Coral was glassed, and then helped all of her friends get to safety only a day before the Covenant attack. [color=red]cool fraze [/color] [color=yellow]a true hero knows what must be done live the life be the hero.[/color]
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STOP posting that story. ITS SPAM!!! We saw it the first time
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Wow!! That's a lot, hmmm...thanks
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did you read it jeez
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YOU POSTED IT TWICE!! We either read it or we didnt. just drop it.
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this thread is for sir brilliants story ONLY!!!
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[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] joexxx55 did you read it jeez [/quote] Yes, i actually read it this time. It was about mellissa being made from a Spartan II, Yasmine, and some people on earth trying to destroy a forerunner crystal. I didn't get the whole ilovebees.com thing...I thought it was pretty stupid to tell you the truth. But, it added to the whole Halo 2 hype before Halo 2 came out. I admit i was on there trying to figure out what the hell they were talking about. All of it was in programming form or was incomprehensible. [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] bballplayr602 this thread is for sir brilliants story ONLY!!![/quote] Yes, that's true, but we can put our input in when we see fit. Anyways putting that thing in twice was a mistake. Hey, joexx55 edit the post and make it have something to do with what we are talking about so the mods don't get mad. [Edited on 3/16/2005 6:15:54 PM]
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Hey EAGLES5 you forgot the infamous wookie, Chewbaca. LOL, just kiding, but no really.
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NEW AI NAME PART 3 Chewbaca Vador Windo Dorsal OK BRILLIANT i have given you 3 lists of names. PICK ONE!!!!!!!
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I am joking, you no from DodgeBall "you know i have handcuffs in the back if you are into that kind of stuff, just kiding, but really" something like that and I had Star Wars on the brain.
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no pic mine much more reason behind it [Edited on 3/16/2005 6:20:09 PM]
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Those are some good and funny names Eagles5. That would be funny is he chose Chewbaca.
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I had a list of Ai names (a lot of time on my hands) and i narrowed them down to 2. Have a look. AI Name: Napolean it could be look like Napolean, you know with his hand inside his coat and he can be shorter than a normal AI, because he was short. But then again that sounds like a military AI...hmmm. AI Name: Helen You know, Helen of Troy. The face that launched a thousand ships. Anyways, it ties in with the whole Spartan thing. Even though, i don't think, the Spartans ever fought in that war, or did they....it's been a while since i was in World History AP...oh well. Maybe you can tell me.
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We have some good names. I hope Brilliant ill pick one of ours. If they are good
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Yo man that was great keep that stuff up but one major problem make sure that you dont give to much away it would be a shame trust me. its all good but when you write read it back and maybe make some changes from not giving to much away. like give them a taste of the info but not to give it away if you need any help with anythin or somethin let me know
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to much away? Like the plot or what?
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Friggin ahambre! i finally finished it! i can't believe i spent so long simply typing it up. anyways, joexxx, we got the point, so please stop posting that story from ilovebees. dammit, i hate bees. anyways, i haven't picked a new name yet, but i've seen some pretty damned good ones, if i may say so myself. well, here it is. btw, if the chapter number seems weird, its not. i'll explain later. Chapter 9 1045, September 16, 2552 Halo, Unknown Ring Number or Location “Stand down. Everyone.” All guns lowered, except for Kelly’s. She was still unsure of the situation, but remembering her weapons were all but useful, she lowered them only moments later. She stood up and took a hard look around, taking note of all she saw. Spartans. A darker shade of her own armor glistened like new, reflecting all light hitting it. Each stood at her height, more or less, and they all stared at her, undoubtedly scrutinizing her as she to them. Some heads bobbed up and down, a motion she knew as whispering messages through personal comm. systems. The Spartan at front and center walked up to her and extended a hand. “I’m James, squad leader of Spartan III blue team. Welcome to camp lively.” Their hands connected in a firm grip, both only barely reaching the armor’s bending pressure. “Kelly, Spartan II. I was sent here to find you, apparently. Is this you’re entire team?” “Unfortunately, no. After searching this ring for the last week, we found an unregistered life form which attacked us. We may have let it out of its imprisonment here, but soon after escaping, the monitor found us.” The monitor, like John had mentioned. What was it called...343 Guilty Spark. “It told us that the ring needed to be activated in order to rid of the Flood’s infestation, so the Master Chief and two others left with it to activate the ring.” Oh no. “How long ago did they leave?” Her voice changed to a state of urgency, and James saw it immediately.” “0500 hours ago. Why?” They have no idea of Halo’s purpose, and if I don’t stop them from activating this ring, we’ll all be doomed. I have to act fast. “We have to find them NOW. What was their heading?” “Unknown. The monitor transported them via teleportation grid encompassing the ring. Why, what’s the mission status?” There’s no time for this! “I’m taking control of this platoon, as the senior officer on station according to UNSC regulation 367. Everybody pack up and prepare for departure. We must stop the Master Chief and prevent him from activating this ring at all costs.” The only movement from any Spartan III’s came from turning heads, but no replies. “Were my orders unclear?” “We cannot follow your orders because our mission supercedes that of any possible rank you may carry. Our orders come directly from ONI, and we intend to fulfill them.” He stood with confidence, never wavering or looking to others for approval. She could see why he was given command. “You don’ understand. We already know what Halo’s purpose is, and it cannot be allowed to activate under any circumstance. ONI sent you prior to our discovery of another Halo.” “Another Halo?” blurted someone to her right. More trans-suit comm. chatter broke out, but this was not the time or place to deal with it. “Do you have any proof of this?” Kelly smiled, thankful that James was somewhat open minded, giving her a chance. She thought for a moment, and remembered Dr. Halsey. She had the proof necessary. “I have a cruiser mapping the surface of Halo, and aboard is the data. I cannot reach it from here, however. My communications system is too weak to connect from this distance. Is there a powerful transmitter available?” “Frank?” The group turned in unison at one Spartan to Kelly’s left, and he simply shrugged. “Those rounds went clean threw the radio, but that wasn’t the problem. The bullets took in residue from the Flood and mixed it with the circuitry. Completely fried it.” “Dammit”, he exclaimed, crossing his arms. “I’m open to suggestions.” “Sir”, come from behind Kelly, “We could connect our comm. systems to boost the signal. In theory, connecting two should double it, and with all of us-” “-We’ll be able to reach the ship. Good thinking Nick. Everyone form up on me and connect signals.” Kelly raised one eyebrow when they all came together, the 15 of them, and held hands. They finished and looked up to Kelly, waiting. “Oh, sorry. Our suit’s can connect via hand manipulation, although I doubt your model has been upgraded for it. I’ll set up a direct link with you through the comm. system. Our connection’s power boost will have to be enough.” His signal came through her armor and she accepted the connection, and he gave the go ahead signal. “Dr. Halsey, this is Spartan 087. Do you copy? Over.” Static came through, then a very ragged voice came through, probably due to interference. “I can barely read you. One moment, let me boost the signal strength.” More static washed over noisily and made everything inaudible, then suddenly disappeared. “That’s better. What did you find?” “I found-”, she paused, and looked at the group, not knowing exactly what to make of them. “-Spartans. I need you to uplink me to all the info you have on Halo.” “I see, one moment…done.” All the information transferred from Kelly to James’ suit as she looked over to him. “Anything to report?” “I’ll have to get back to you on that. Have you found the control center yet? We need to get there immediately.” “Well, comparing data from the first Halo and this one, I believe I have, but not for certain. Wait-”, she paused mid sentence. “-they’re planning to activate it.” “Unfortunately, yes. I need to get that Pelican back here and take us to the control center ASAP. Tell Einstein to pick us up at my coordinates.” “I’ll get it to you as fast as possible. Halsey out.” She turned back to the Spartans holding hands and barely kept herself from laughing. The sight was so contrary to Spartan’s normal actions, that she simply couldn’t handle it, even in such a dire situation. “Conversations over”, she said, smiling hard so not to laugh. James, is that enough proof?” He kept looking into nothing ness, nervous and unsure of himself. “Oh my God. We need to stop it at once, or we’re all dead.” He suddenly felt claustrophobic in his Mjolnir armor, but refused to show it. “I hereby give all command function over to you, Spartan 087. What are you’re orders?” Finally. “You all heard me! Get that equipment prep’d up double time! I want this little base of yours cleared in thirty seconds! We’ve got a ride to catch and anyone not ready when it gets here can run it!” She looked back at James, and he stood ready to help. “Are there any injured? If there are, bring them down here for the quick pick-up.” “Roger that.” He tripled timed it past some trees and out of site. Kelly went over to a group of Spartans placing guns and ammo into duffel bags. “One moment, petty officer.” Dropping the gun held, the Spartan came forward and straightened. “Are there any dead?” A brief pause left them both uncomfortable. The Spartan began speaking with a female voice, and gave a very definable and sorrowful tone. “Two.” Kelly looked towards the ground and gave a short moment of silence, feeling the loss. It didn’t matter that they weren’t the same Spartans she’d known all her life, or even Spartans at all. Every loss felt as though it was part of her lost. “Understood. When you finish, bring the bodies here. They deserve an honorable burial.” The Spartan gave a quick salute and went back to her previous duty, moving faster than before. Her own radio clicked on as she turned towards the sky. “I will be upon you’re coordinates in two minutes, and will require a landing zone, so please clear the area.”
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(Continued) “Affirmative Einstein. Kelly out.” Rusting of bushes grabbed her attention and she pulled out the MA-3. Edging closer, it continued shaking until she was right over it. A green blob jumped out at her and barely missed as she jumped out of the way. She caught herself and rolled to her feet, eyeing the attacker. It looked like a lopsided ball with cilia-like legs underneath it, propelling it over the snow. From the descriptions she’d read from John’s and Cortana’s report, she knew what it was. Flood. Kelly aimed and fired almost instantly, puncturing the flesh of the lopsided figure, making it pop and disappear, leaving only a green liquid residue. Every Spartan III picked up a weapon and aimed, alert from her single shot. “Spartans, triple time the clean up! Set up a secure perimeter around the base, one Spartan every sixty degree mark from my position. And somebody give me a real weapon!” James came up to her as she turned and tossed an assault rifle. She dropped hers and caught the new one, inspecting it. “It’s an ML3 27, courtesy of ONI. Uses shredder rounds, very useful against Flood. Here’s a few clips.” Kelly caught them faster than he could see, and turned back around. “Sean, Anne, Taylor and Nick, guard the perimeter. Don’t let anything but that Pelican through.” Giving a curt nod, both were thrown off their focus by the ground, which began to rumble. “Fire at all targets opportunity!” Flood lifeforms came at them. Hundreds, maybe even thousands. It looked like a sea coming towards them, but they wouldn’t be smitten by the wave. “Throw grenades! Fire at will!” Several explosions shook her slightly, but her aim never wavered. More fire joined in as Spartans cleared the base and took up firing positions, but the Flood continued to close it. Kelly took a quick look at her timer. Only thirty seconds left. “Einstein, this is Spartan 087. If you read me, we are under attack by the Flood. No landing zone is available unless you can clear one with the heavy machine-gun turrets on the Pelican. And get here double-time, or there’ll be nothing to pick up.” Static came through, but she couldn’t worry whether the message was received or not. She simply kept firing. Kelly’s shields began dropping in small spikes, and as she read the meter she couldn’t believe it. “Watch the friendly fire!” But her shields kept dropping. Turning towards the direction of fire, a lone figure holding the old MA-3 fired at her, yet she could instantly tell that it wasn’t human. Its right arm wielded the MA-3 while its left was nothing but large tentacles. She pulled the trigger and didn’t let go until it dropped, now very thankful for her original weapon choice. Inhuman screams came as more human-sized Flood attacked, leaping at least ten meters into the air to attack at close range with their tentacles. Most were shot down, but she heard metal snap and bend, one Spartan being thrashed. She and three other Spartans gunned down the beast, using up half a clip onto the single monstrosity. Yet the Spartan fell with it. Machine-gun fire suddenly came from the sky, taking out row after row of Flood hostiles. The Pelican came in fast, stopping right in front of the encampment. “Everyone, get in that Pelican NOW”, Kelly roared over her microphone. Spartans piled into the aircraft, James grabbing the downed Spartan and Kelly getting in last. “Close that hatch and get us out of here.” Einstein obeyed and the Pelican accelerated up, but larger Flood entities jumped onto the hull, pounding it. Kelly pushed her way to the Pilot’s seat in the cockpit and began issuing commands. “Shake them off. Do whatever it takes.” The ship accelerated and decelerated, pitched right and rolled left, then nosedived and climbed back up again. Feeling more like an alcoholic beverage being mixed, she took a sigh of relief. “Time to destination at maximum speed?” “Eighteen minutes, plus or minus two minutes depending on wind conditions.” “Good. Steady as she goes.” She got of the too-small seat and went to the back, walking over to the fallen Spartan. Another crouched next to the Spartan, and upon looking up at Kelly, shook his head. Dammit. “James, join me in the cockpit.” He followed her, ducking from the low door and sat uncomfortably. “What were you doing on Halo?” “Orders from ONI gave us directions to find the purpose of Halo, to see if we had a chance to use it as a weapon against the Covenant. We were told that we were about to lose this war, and that anything could help us.” “But why send you?” “As Spartans, we do many special operations. Since no one knew of our existence but a select few at ONI and on our Reach training grounds, we were the perfect choice.” “Okay, why haven’t I heard of you Spartan III’s? The Spartan II project is well known throughout the UNSC.” “I’m sorry, but that’s classified.” Kelly turned sternly to him, giving a look that shot armor piercing bullets. “As you’re superior officer, I take full responsibility for taking the knowledge from you.” “Understood. Our orders to come here, as well as every other mission we’ve done and the creation of our project, was initiated by Colonel James Ackerson. Under his direct order we have been kept secret to all possible.” Colonel Ackerson. The name is familiar, but I’m sure Dr. Halsey will have some intel on him. “How did you get here? Is there a ship orbiting the ring?” “No, we landed our vessel here, around thirty clicks from the base we set up. It’s small, but has the Fujikawa-Shaw drive for Slipspace jumps.” A strange silence caressed the cockpit, both Spartans contemplated and waited. James broke the silence. “We have spare parts from our armor for you available, if you want.” Kelly cringed, understanding what he meant, yet she could not bear to accept it. Kelly had always found it hard to accept the loss of anyone, and her training helped keep her cool under the worst of times. Yet taking equipment from her fallen comrades was always the hardest, even though she knew it was for the best, and what they would have wanted. “Scrounge up whatever you can. Then prepare everyone for dust-off. I want you and three others to accompany me to the control room while the rest stay to defend the Pelican.” “Understood.” “Dust-off in five.” “We don’t have a moment to spare”, Kelly shouted. “Rush inside and try to keep up. I don’t want a mess like we had earlier.” Four acknowledgement lights blinked and the hatch in front of them opened up. Kelly leaped from the Pelican and bolted inside the large building without watched her surroundings, only the large closed door in front of her. She reached it and slowed, pounding the console but the door not opening fast enough for her. There wasn’t a moment to spare. Running through and picking up the pace, one Spartan caught up and ran past her, making Kelly only more determined. She watched the other Spartan and reached another door, large enough for the pelican to go through. “Tap the door panel!” The Spartan did and Kelly barely fit through the opening doors, sparks flying off her armor. She looked straight ahead and saw three Spartans and a floating orb. “Stop!” They all turned, but a foreign object was already going into the control panel. No! I’m too late!
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nice. yur still up to your usual standards sir brilliant. again keep it up! I was a little confused in the beginning but then it cleared up afterward. Not bad!
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hum im confused im also very sry about the illove bees thin but i thought nobody under stands what im trying to get across well it is about malisa a AI made from aspartens brain after her body went through the magleticure super strong stuff to buff up there body hers got deformed or somthing and was killd then she was made into a AI well i thought mabie she could be in yor story or at leas pic one of eagles names and put who ever it is in the same possition
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Cool chapter!!! Nice work keep it up.!!!
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Fntastic chapter, sir. Great to see some of Kelly, James etc. Keep up the good work. [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] EAGLES5 hoplite was a standard Greek infantry soldier, its greek not roman so it will work like u said[/quote] Yeah, but a Hoplite was also a Roman Gladiator... Oh, no! That was a Phalex.... [Edited on 3/17/2005 6:51:22 AM]
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Another cliff hanger....HOW DARE YOU!!! Man now i have to wait even longer. Great chapter though. It kinda felt like the game, but wasn't that the library. Shouldn't there at least be an armada of infection forms?
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That was GREAT. I thought it was especially well done how even though there wasn't a wealth of shoot'em up, the chapter was still very interesting. I actually thought this was one of the better ones, keep up the good work! I'm wondering, how long do you actually plan on making this "book"? like how many more chapters. P.S. any news yet on when the next chapter will be?
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hum im confused im also very sry about the illove bees thin but i thought nobody under stands what im trying to get across well it is about malisa a AI made from aspartens brain after her body went through the magleticure super strong stuff to buff up there body hers got deformed or somthing and was killd then she was made into a AI well i thought mabie she could be in yor story or at leas pic one of eagles names and put who ever it is in the same possition
