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12/12/2004 8:56:48 AM
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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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****** Running at her top speed, Jessica heard the wind passing by her, but she knew it was just her imagination because the Mjolnir armor cut out any sound from the outside unless she wanted to hear it. And at the speed she was moving at, the torrent of air against the massive suit would only make her shiver from the harsh sound. Just thinking about it did the trick. It had taken the team of Spartans around half an hour to traverse through the huge complex to whatever location they were at, so she estimated around five minutes of running would get her back to base camp. Time to think, a comfort she was rarely afforded, brought forth many questions, none of which she was able to answer because of the huge amount she had. Slowing her head down, her body followed suit mildly, dropping a few kph. What the hell is this place? And what are all these weird markings on the walls? The markings were similar on ever new pillar, although they had some slight differences in each one. They reminded her of a parking structure she’d once seen on Reach, where the area was designated by a letter and number, for people to remember where they had parked their cars. Perhaps it was the same. Realizing she’d slowed down, Jessica picked up the pace back to her max. Although she’d been in the suit for a number of years already, it was always strange to simply run in it, because without any other actions taking place, it gave time to feel the movements. Each step went quickly and with much force, but she herself wasn’t moving her legs; the suit did it. It took awhile to get used to not moving each and every muscle by themselves when the Spartans first donned the suits, but it still felt awkward to not do it, at least in this case. During battle situations she was glad to be able to ‘feel’ like moving for cover and still aim and fire at the same time. It gave her an edge on anything around, because it was would send the signals from her brain directly through the suit almost instantly. The added strength and speed were added benefits, along with the improved shielding systems. Motion sensors immediately picked up contacts, although they didn’t show up as friend or foe only 100 meters ahead. Slowing to a quick halt and pushing those thoughts aside, she brought about her assault rifle. There seemed to be too much movement. Only seven Spartans had been left behind, the five injured and two additional to keep lookout. But at least ten were at the base, which definitely meant there was a problem. Just as she opened a comm. channel back to the Master Chief, something pushed her forward hard, almost making her let go of the rifle and dropping her shields completely. A huge Flood combat form, one larger than any she had ever seen before, gave a brief look at her and paused. One arm was replaced by several very long tentacles, and one of them fizzled with static. Jessica didn’t waste the moment and opened fire, taking off the elongated arm and a leg, slowing it down too much to cause any more damage to her. Alarms rung out in her suit as the motion sensor showed more movement behind her. Turning around, the corridor was filled with Flood combat forms. She pointed her gun directly in front, not aiming at any single target. More movement came from every direction, and in the corner of her eye Jessica spotted Flood forms crawling on the walls, some of them flying, others jumping from wall to wall. She kept walking back slowly, but they followed her, keeping the same distance. Then shadows from around the nearest alley between the closing Flood and herself grew, and when they came out and showed themselves, Jessica’s eyes widened with disbelief. For the split second that she hesitated all the Flood began their attack. Quickly dodging several lunging attackers, she turned and threw the first unfortunate Flood form she found back at its group with such force that they exploded into a pool of green ooze. Only then did she open fire and start running backwards. “There are Flood all around here! They’ve completely surrounded me, and are pouring out of the walls, the ceiling, everywhere!” The seven figures that had first been her mission to find were now her attackers, firing bursts of shredder rounds into her newly rejuvenated shields. Leaping to the nearest wall for cover, she set the link between her and the rest of the Spartans to stay open. Flood came down on her from every direction, and all in different sized. Some flew on her, but Jessica managed to keep a small perimeter around and above her clear, at least for the time being. But when the main force turned the corner and spotted her, she bolted. Each corridor was holding more combat forms that she had never seen before, and firing at them seemed to do no good as there were simply too many. She did everything in her power to lose them, but they were in every alley, corridor, and hallway. It was as though the normally stupid Flood she’d come to know and hate had suddenly found some intelligence. Finally, she saw a path that extended as far as she could see, and ran for it. Everything chasing her was falling behind, unable to keep up with her speed. She kept running until the lights began to dim to nothing. The suit activated her light the instant it appeared too dark for her liking, but it couldn’t solve the only other problem she now faced. A dead end. Not having enough time to stop herself, the wall ahead gave its aid, but showed no indentation from the impact. Whatever material the structure was made out of was, it was the strongest thing she’d ever encountered. And from its grey look, it didn’t appear to be metallic in any way. What the hell am I thinking about? Motion sensors started showing more targets closing in on her fast, but stuck in the corner with no way out; she pulled out her shotgun and pumped the handle, and sent out her last message. ****** Then a signal broke through, and it played heavy static and loud gunfire. “There are Flood coming out of nowhere! They’re everywhere, pouring out of walls, the ceiling, everywhere!” Her gun blazed on fully automatic in the background, and inhuman screams broke through the static. “There are too many of them-no escape route! They’ve got-don’t come back-” The transmission died there. The Master Chief immediately readied his gun. “Taylor, Nick and Sean, take point. We’re going back to extract them.” “Wait, Master Chief, we can’t.” Kelly looked directly at him, and even though she couldn’t see his face, she sensed confusion. “The Flood must have found a way to get here using the same method Cortana used. If that’s true, then there could be hundreds, even thousands of them coming out of nowhere. Our first priority, as you said before, is to get out of here and back to Earth. Our chances of survival are small if we go back.” Glancing back towards where he’d last seen Jessica run to, he shook his head and looked down momentarily. “Ok, double time our search. The Flood will be around soon enough, and we can’t let them catch up with us, especially if we don’t have our bearings straight and if we don’t know where we’re headed. Cortana, can you read them on long range scanners?” “Negative. They were at least 15 clicks back, which means that it’ll take them some time to find us if they take the exact route we did and we keep moving. But I’ll keep an eye on it.” Getting ready to have his entire team run, the Master Chief turned and saw Dr. Halsey, and knew she wouldn’t keep up. Using the suit-to-suit comm. system, he sent a quick message to Kelly, which she replied with an acknowledgement signal. Walking up to Dr. Halsey and holding her hands as though to carry the doctor, Kelly said, “May I?” Quickly getting the drift, Halsey agreed and the team moved. After a couple minutes, Cortana noticed something on her long range motion detectors. “Wait, I’m picking up something.” Instinctively, the Master Chief held up a fist and crouched down, the rest following suit. He pointed to a few Spartans and pointed where to go, then pointed for Kelly to find cover for the doctor. Cortana sent the data over to the Spartans, and the signal was getting stronger. Soon, it showed up on their normal motion trackers. There were many signals being displayed, but it was impossible to determine them at the current distance. A couple Spartans holding sniper rifles aimed them in the general direction of the targets, and waited for them to come out into the open. When they did, it surprised all the Spartans. They opened fire. The targets took three sniper rounds to the chest but didn’t fall. Feeling the brunt of the attack, it leapt for cover before any more shots could hit it, and the rest of the targets did the same. It was a stalemate, where both groups were safe where they were, but any movement would get them killed. “Hey hey hey, let’s back off a bit,” yelled a familiar voice from across the corridor. “We’re friendlies, last I checked!” ****** Closing momentarily, the walls that Dr. Halsey had looked through opened up, one moving in front of the other, and then vica versa. The glowing metallic network in between them had begun glowing brighter, and started to send off an encrypted signal only to certain parts of the establishment. The walls continued, one moving in front of the other then switching places, until the corridor ended. Two walls next to the moving ones began to shift vertically, along with a small structure at the head of the moving pillar. It turned 180 degrees to the left, then to the right. Only then did a light emanate from a singular eye, and only then did the clockwork atomic gears start turning, producing, manufacturing. Time was now the foe, along with several other beings now present on the installation.
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that was a good chapter. I haven't had the time to read the whole story but i like it.
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but who!!!!!!????
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ALLRIGHT 4500th pst, shut up
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hey grizzo, you can't be upset. the story got the 4500th post. thats a good thing. As for who said the last line, you'll see at the end of the next chapter, although someone did guess it right...
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ITS THE FLOOD SPARTANS Or Johnson and the Marines! hell yeah!
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i didn't get the last part of the chapter
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what didn't you get about it?
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Hey evrybody here who has live get on right now!, BY THE WAY GREAT CHapter, its johnson that gravemind defeatin pimp
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Bollocks to Johnson - Super mechanized flood Spartans with a sugarrush hell yeah!!!!!!!!!...I knew it!!!!!!
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What about horny coked up flood spartans?
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i didn't get why and how the walls were moving
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the walls? oh, it'll be so sweet, but in time... i've figured out a gameplan for the rest of the book, i think, and i should be able to get alot done unless i end up getting a serious job because my dad wants me to. but i'm confident that the book will be done before summer ends, and maybe even before this month ends.
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Nice, once the books done imma orint out like 10 of em and give em to some of my friends who play halo2. But back to my question, how old is dr.Halsey and kelly?
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The spartans are in there 30s hasley must be in her 60s
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[Nevermind] [Edited on 7/11/2005]
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ya i was confused about the wall part, but if it explains it in the next chapter i will just have to wait
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that will be awsome to print together a book and give em to people
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actually, the spartans are in they're early 40's. dr. halsey's pretty old, but we really don't know how old. betwen 60 and 70. and from the dates given in TFOR, chances are that the spartan 3's are between 20 and 30, higher chances are that they're younger.
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Meaning that if Microsoft and Bungie don't ruin the storyline and sales keep up - we could have around 7- 10 game years in the halo universe of masterchief action: if Sam Fisher can be a splinter cell operative in his middle to late 40's and be that ahtletic and fit.....then masterchief being as he is a super duper mega Spartan.....well....pretty much explains itself.
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Sam Fisher is the man. I hope he gets to retire soon he to old for that -blam!-. lol i love that game
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thank you for the clear up, because when i was pictuiring the scenen with them running away, and kelly picking up halsey, it was hard without ages. So lemme bring up the topic of the new chapter, WhEn?
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lol. quick, decisive, and right to the point. i like that. the next chapter...hmmm...well,i'm working on it. i can say that much. i expect to have it done...maybe wed, more likely thursday. but no promises.
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hey nice chapter man (just read it) anyway if anyone here thinks there elite enough or is an elite player model then join my group and send captain waffles a fr and ill send you a clan invite... Sorry if that was off topic just adverstizing.... i know i spelled that wrong. OMG i started a new page ive never done that before YAY!!! This is my last time editing this post but in my sig the has a pretty funny comic sec. about halo2 and a movie + someother kool stuff soon our next movie will be out. [Edited on 7/12/2005]
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[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] raginwhisky Elite 44 i am truly sorry...but no...just no.....supertronic ninja Spartans??? that is just going too far.......the second you get past super mechanized flood spartans with a sugarrush from eating too much ice-cream is when you step over the line!!!...and you my elite friend....cannot even see the line..... I am sorry to do this but go to your room young man.......now.......*stern angry face*[/quote] I am sorry, but I seem to have misplaced my medication. That brief lapse in my usually calm, cool and collective manner shall not happen again. By the way, I believe I did see the line, but part of it got rubbed out and I wasn't sure if it was the real line. P.S - Nice chapter Sir. Brilliant, but we still don't know who the other guys are!!! [Edited on 7/12/2005]
