awesome, i love it! all of it!!

so are you saying that as of now theres no book coming out? cause i have all of them and love them but it would be down right stupid if bungie didnt get someone to make one about Halo 2 so if they dont YOU SHOULD cause i need something to read.

Nice Chapter Sir B. The Preeminent seems a little to human though but a nice addition to all the cahpters thus far. I like the new site much easier on the eyes. Is your name really James Pikover or is that the person that did the cover? I like the hald tread idea, and no more crystals is good. Also where is Eagle, I haven't seen any posts from him in a while. And anyone who assumes that the Prophet of Truth is still alive do you know something about The Ark Sequel that I don't? [Edited on 3/16/2006]

if the book does get published it woudl still be a fanifc. It would not ahve anything to do witht eh officail books or halo 3. Halo 3 will be completely different from SBs story. Bungie is not having problems with halo 3. Why would they. From all theys updates it seems lke it is going very well.

i hope it gets published kus if it did then the game would be just like it and that would make a pritty good game ive herd rumors that bungie is haveing problems with halo 3 but hey they might just be rumors

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] urself 2 things-----> sweet chap brill and the book cover looks sweet....I'd buy the book but im a sucker for anything halo[/quote] first it needs to be published. witch i think it will be, or should be.

2 things-----> sweet chap brill and the book cover looks sweet....I'd buy the book but im a sucker for anything halo

dude this chapter is awsome keep it up man The only think that i could not picture is the master chief,linda, and james metitating with the arbiter kinda weird but still pritty cool

For people wanting to read the full book go here... [url]http://tinyurl.com/2jhrt[/url]

great chapter

it would be a half-track warthog. Well since the preement(whatever) and the covenant are now at war, i can see a ground battle somewere in teh poles were the half-track could work. but its up to SB.

Well lets see here... (thinking, thinking)... Oh yes how about Drought, floods, frezze the earth, Hurricans, Tornados, Twisters, you know,... the works. But whatever SB isnt putting another crystal in the book so it dosnt matter. Oh how 'bout the tracked 'Hog, SB. can you make it work.

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] sir_brilliant Something i think you guys will find interesting... [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] podumas Fellow's members, After discussion with Sir_B, here the new site for "The Ark", the most brilliant FanFic around! Anyone what to help me to improve it? Still a work in progress... so don't be rude with me ;) [url]http://www.contubernium.com/ark.htm[/url][/quote][/quote] add some color And great way to start off your new book

Is that a real cover or fan art?

Something i think you guys will find interesting... [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] podumas Fellow's members, After discussion with Sir_B, here the new site for "The Ark", the most brilliant FanFic around! Anyone what to help me to improve it? Still a work in progress... so don't be rude with me ;) [url]http://www.contubernium.com/ark.htm[/url][/quote]

i wish i could read it but i am playing xbox live with you right now. I saw it right when you posted but i still only have time to type this. Oh sniper game

That was awsome i havent been able to read the whole thin but is ther like a page somewere wre i can read the whole story without everones postes in the way

good work Sir

John motioned to Linda to check the adjacent hallway for more Jackals while he and the rest prepared to move out. One of the Elite’s had a map of the ship they were in, and would direct them to the bridge. It took point and James tapped Linda’s back, where she gave the all clear. The ship was exactly like any other Covenant vessel, which was eerie to John. Even though the Covenant and the Preeminent were now in war, they used the exact same technology, same weaponry (to a certain extent), and same tactics. It was a war that depended more on numbers and strength than military prowess and technological advancement. It was an odd thing. The Elite, a black-armored special operations Elite, led them through the ship. They passed groups of Jackal, all who were not paying attention, as well as a swarm of Drones. Then one of the Grunts tripped and dropped his plasma pistol, which hit the ground hard. Doors opened and four Jackals rushed out and held their shields up and opened fire. There was no cover and the attack was so sudden that the Grunts were too shocked to fire back. Every Elite and Spartan fired, but the shots just connected to their shields, while the Jackals mowed down the Grunts and took down the Elite’s shields. One Elite threw a grenade, but it hit one of the Jackals shields and bounced back on the Elite, who Linda threw back at the Jackals. They tried to scatter but there was no room to maneuver, and the Elite blew up its targets. Alarms went off and doors started locking all around them. John picked up one of the Jackal’s shields and disabled it. “Cortana, we need an exit.” “One second chief…” Cortana had been annoying him like this, being so preoccupied with other things when both his life and the life of his team was in danger. He didn’t like it, but there was no time to deal with it now. “Cortana…” “Done. Activate the panel to your left, and the door will open. Every other door has Brutes heading towards it, so this will be the safest route.” “Acknowledged.” He activated the console and the doors opened. “Activate camouflage; we don’t need any more contact until we reach the bridge. Maintain radio silence.” “Sir,” the black-armored Elite said, “if they are in close enough proximity, we will be spotted with their instruments.” “Noted. Do so anyways, then lead the way.” The Elite nodded and they headed out of the room. They moved faster now that the Grunts were gone, although John didn’t think it was better. He would remember next time to not include them on such missions, as they’re usefulness was limited on such excursions. Reaching a doorway, the Elite stopped and put his back to the wall. The rest followed suit, and the Elite knocked on it gently twice in the middle of the wall, then once higher up. They were a floor below the bridge. The Elite craned his neck into the next walkway and in front of the bridge’s elevator shaft, and a Brute walked right into its head. The two Brutes immediately turned the corner and opened fire with their plasma rifles, both specially made for Brutes and fired red superheated plasma. It struck their shields and disengaged their camouflage, and the Spartans quickly jumped to action. Linda fired a sniper shot straight into one’s head, the .70 caliber bullet going straight through the helmet and into the head of the Brute. James fired his SMG into the other’s belly, pumping it full of lead. John fired at its head with his SB73 and the first shot knocked off its helmet. It was too stunned by James’ fire to move away, and the second shot placed a bullet into its eye. “They knew we’re here! Everyone on the elevator!” The team rushed in and the elevator started going up slowly. James reloaded his gun and everyone else was dead quiet. Linda went to the back and hoisted her sniper rifle, aiming directly at the door while the rest crouched right by it. When they slid open, Linda fired one shot, and the rest ran in and opened fire on everything they saw. A Brute captain sat in the middle of the bridge and was immediately taken out by Linda, and the rest of the Brutes started beserking. Several Drones in the room scampered off their consoles, but Linda dropped them before they could attack. One of the Brutes jumped on top of one Elite and started beating its face vehemently, and James punched it hard in the ribs, making it scream in pain, then shot it in the face. John had two Brutes attack him, and he shot one before it could reach him and the other tripped over the dead one’s body. The gold armored Elite quickly activated its energy sword and plunged it into the heart of the Brute, and twisted it to make sure. “Seal the bridge and pump the atmosphere or the ship!” The two Elite’s sat at the consoles and typed furiously. John sat on the captain’s seat and did his best to relax. “Cortana, take control of the weapons and activate your enhancement program. Then open fire and engage in evasive maneuvers, and link a map of the interior directing us to the landing bay.” “Working on it…” Cortana was not herself, and John was getting very worried now, but a banging on the bridge door shifted his focus. He saw the metal bend slightly, giving way to the powerful assault, but it started to weaken, and stopped only moments later. “Atmosphere completely vented. Shields are at 100%...we have not been attacked yet. Reading 30% of Seraph fighters still docked in the fighter bay.” “Fine, pump the atmosphere back so we can get out of here. Cortana, make use of those Seraph’s. What’s the status of the battle?” “Reading ten Covenant and two Preeminent vessels destroyed. Now the battle is even.” “Excellent!” The Spartans rejoiced, and Cortana opened fire with their new ship’s weapons, and took down the shields of another Covenant vessel. “Sir, slipspace ruptures detected. They are leaving the battle. Transmission coming through, from the Arbiter.” “Put it through.” The Arbiter’s holographic image took over the viewscreen just as the Covenant vessels left the system. “Excellent work. Without that vessel you captured, the battle may have ended less fortunately for us. I am sending a skeleton crew over to replace you so you may return to the Yielding Righteousness.” “Understood. Good work people…we just won the Preeminent’s first victory over the Covenant.”

Alright, here it is. Just before i go online. Sequel to The Ark: First chapter No date or time…yet Aboard Yielding Righteousness Three Spartans sat in the temple of the Yielding Righteousness, the Preeminent flagship. The Arbiter sat with them, humbly guiding them through a meditation practice that he had learnt as a young child. The three had been in a trance for the last hour, and he was shocked by their intense focus and affinity towards the practice. He himself had been sitting cross-legged with both hands palm up on his lap, and chanted quietly several sounds that were made millennia ago for the purpose of finding oneself. Although he had never found much use for it, he felt it might have been beneficial for these great warriors, now struggling without war. Time seemed to pass immensely fast, contradictory to how normal meditation occurred. Normally, the process itself felt slow, either because of the lack of ability or sharpening of the senses, both of which were only a trickery of the mind. However, time dissipated in this case, and it was a pleasant surprise. They all sat with their eyes closed when suddenly the temple doors were thrown open. The ancient style doors hit the walls they were attached to and a Sangheili minor ran through them. He quickly fell to his knees and bowed to the Arbiter, who stood up quickly and was immediately battle ready. “Report.” “Covenant vessels have entered the region and will be within firing range soon. We are greatly outnumbered, and your presence on the bridge is requested by the captain.” A grave look appeared on the Arbiter’s face, and he didn’t need any time to think of it. “Very well, I am on my way.” He turned to the Spartans and saw that they too were out of their meditative state and prepared for action. “Please, accompany me to the bridge.” “Of course,” said the Master Chief. He spoke for the Spartans, who obediently followed his orders. As their leader, it was only natural to do so, although it never ceased to amaze the Arbiter how alike these Spartans were with his own Sangheili brethren. The bridge was not far, and they took an elevator directly to it. The doors slid open and the captain stood from his command seat, and the Arbiter nodded and sat in it. “How many are there?” The Sangheili at the helm continued typing commands into his console as he answered the Arbiter. “Registering twenty Covenant vessels…five capital ships, ten heavy cruisers and five light cruisers.” Their numbers are trice that of our own. “Scanners show that they are all at optimal efficiency and prepared to engage as soon as they reach firing range.” “And our vessels?” “We are greatly outnumbered, but our vessels are also in perfect condition.” “Power slipspace drives and prepare for jump. This battle cannot be won.” “Sir,” the tactical officer standing behind him said, “there is a dampening field surrounding the area, which is cutting our ability to jump into slipspace.” “What is the source?” “Scanners indicate that it stems from the Covenant vessels.” “Understood.” The Arbiter crossed his arms. “Activate all weapons generators and prepare to fire all volleys as soon as the enemy is within range.” The Arbiter turned the seat towards his captain and the Spartans. “Suggestions?” The Master Chief stepped forward. “We can infiltrate one of their vessels and attempt a hostile takeover. During our attack its mobility and attack will be limited, and you will have fewer targets to deal with, and when the ship is in our control, Cortana can pilot it to attack the other vessels. We can do this as many times as necessary.” “Yes, just as we did with your Human vessel, the Black Star. It may grant us some time, but I don’t know that it will be enough.” Cortana’s voice suddenly flooded the room gently as she spoke through the bridge’s speakers. “I heard someone mention my name…” She sounded preoccupied, as though the matter at hand was not extremely important. The Arbiter disregarded her attitude, thinking nothing of the emotions of a computer intelligence. “Oh, I see. Why don’t we just boost the intensity of your weapons just as we did with the Ascendant Justice?” Everyone in the room glanced at each other strangely, and the idea exploded everyone’s previous thoughts. John opened a private channel to Cortana. “How soon could you calibrate all of the Preeminent ships to fire that way?” “Just a few seconds. I’ve already got the program set…I just need to start it up on each ship individually, which shouldn’t be difficult at all.” “Do it.” The Arbiter looked at John puzzled, wondering why he had suddenly become so quiet. “Cortana can make your weapons much more potent, although I highly doubt that the crew’s will be able to maneuver the firing of the weapons themselves. Cortana could do it though, and you could instruct her on which targets to attack.” The Arbiter simply smiled. “Yes, make it so. And you should go and take over another vessel. Even with the additional firepower we may not be successful with our current armaments. Another ship, however, can turn the tide of this battle.” “Understood. We’ll depart immediately.” The Spartans walked out of the bridge and back onto the elevator, and the doors closed behind them. Looking back at the viewscreen, the Arbiter gave out commands. “Assign three fighter units to provide cover for the Spartan’s boarding craft. Make sure nothing can touch it. Raise shields and prepare for engagement. Cortana, when will the weapons be ready to fire?” “One second…there, it’s done. Fire when ready. And the firing range has also increased between fifty to seventy-five percent, so all targets should be within range.” “Excellent. Open fire on the nearest vessel.” ------------------------------------------------------- John generally didn’t like doing the missions that required him to be in such a weakened state like this one, but there was little choice. He was useless on the bridge, especially with a tactical genius like the Arbiter in command. His usefulness would come from making sure that if the battle was too close for comfort, he and his Spartans would change that. They entered the boarding craft in record time, and a small squad of Elite’s and Grunt’s accompanied them. It was strange to be fighting alongside former enemies as they soon would, but it could not be helped. Only a few months ago John, along with any human being, would have fired their weapon instantly at the site of an Elite, or any other Covenant warrior for that matter. But now he had a specific group of races to fight against, those now known as the Covenant. Not the Preeminent. He was glad though about whom he was fighting against. The Elites were generally a very honorable and moral race, spiritual in nature and strong in action. They were, as best as he could describe, destined for greatness. The Grunts were a quirky species, and being the brunt force of the Covenant has made them stronger than they ever dreamed possible. John had a suspicion that even the Grunts didn’t know it for certain, although they would find out in time. Lastly were the Hunters, the largest and strongest of all the Covenant species. They were also the most mysterious. Little was known about their culture, beliefs, or anything else really. But in the end, John decided that all three were a perfect group for each other, where each one would benefit from the other and soon grow into something greater. Hopefully, when humanity rebuilds itself, they may be a part of their group. The boarding craft was dead quiet now, with only the sound of Grunt’s scratching themselves or tinkering with their weapons. The ship shook briefly, then came to a complete stop. The Elite’s in the boarding craft all stood up and prepared for battle, raising their weapons towards the opening that was being carved out. The Spartans also readied their weapons, but they gave off satisfying clicks from the mechanical workings of the human weapons. A hole suddenly formed in the bulkhead of the heavy cruiser they attacked and John jumped out, and plasma rained down on him. He rolled out of the way and found a crate for cover. A pair of Jackals were present in the room, and had apparently been expecting them. John expected more of a welcome party. James came out of the boarding craft next and tossed a grenade at the two, who scattered. John took his opportunity and took out the Jackals while they didn’t pay attention to their shield placement, which left them wide open to attack. The rest of the boarding craft’s occupants came out, two at a time after Linda.

yes work work

Umm...i think that crystals have been used more than enough for me. I won't be using crystals or anything like that much, if at all. And i just got home and am working on the chapter now.

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Half JAW Eliet [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Conrad Roberts The crystal could be for weather or something[/quote] yeah idk about that whole weather thing...oh look at me im Truth and im gonna kill all of the human race with rain [/quote] Master chief-Oh no! Please almight Covenant overlord stop. Ah its so wet. I give up. Truth-HA HA HA!!!!!!!!

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Conrad Roberts The crystal could be for weather or something[/quote] yeah idk about that whole weather thing...oh look at me im Truth and im gonna kill all of the human race with rain

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Conrad Roberts The crystal could be for weather or something[/quote] *Thinking* ...No. I dont think a second crystal would fit into the story. [Edited on 3/15/2006]

The crystal could be for weather or something