Yeah. People used to post the weirdest things here: other fanfics, ideas for new maps, etc. There was also a lot of flaming, people saying that brilliant was a -blam!-, and that he shouldn't be doing this, even though it was his fanfic. It seems to have calmed down, but now, we're not on the front page as often. We used to always be there.

Its no big deal. We have a killer lead!

thats true 170 pages of fun to read goodness. like eating a hershey kissssss

This is sublime literary euphoria! Praise sir_brilliant!

This should be a sticky, but I guess it would just make other fanfic writers complain.

WOOt...i got a car..woooo.sorry for the offtopicness...lol

Chapter! we need one?!

I concur. But then again, Brilliant did say he had a busy few weeks. Ya no those weeks where there is no time for anything? I think thats wut he has right now. Thing is, as opposed to my experiences like that, where it is a whole lot of work, he's out partying.

mbt will die.EAGLES5 will go down.(lol)

Dude you are forgetting about Will who never died.

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] codemonster17 mbt will die.EAGLES5 will go down.(lol)[/quote] Who the hell are you? better off telling me or ill get my boyz to join your groups and flame u to hell.

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] EAGLES5 [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] codemonster17 mbt will die.EAGLES5 will go down.(lol)[/quote] Who the hell are you? better off telling me or ill get my boyz to join your groups and flame u to hell.[/quote] the real question is who are you and what are you doing here?

Guys like you aree garbage and are no threat, Keep your threats to pms and the mbt forum. Dont bring them here.

that was an awesome story grizzo, By the Way HELLO KITTY ROCKS!!! keep up the good work with evrything Sb imma go to a party now (slip and slide included)

hey everybody i havnt posted in a while. i kinda forgot my password.. i went like.. way too long without being able to post. it was horrible!! anyways back on topic brillaint the chapter wasnt the best, but i think, like Nylunds book it was because it was too limited to to E3 demo and you wanted people to know that.. still thou i think u could have played around with it, made it a bit diffrent, to throw people off so they didnt know what to expect, but overall good chapter, try not to hafta work in the confines of a video or somthign thats already been written again.. although last time you did it, you did a much better job of it. anyways its all got to do with time and how dedicated u are. and of course its summer now.. who wants to work anyways?!:S

yes, well, i see nobody has any idea on how to fix my times roman numeral problem... the new chapter. i am writing it at this very moment, and plan on finishing it tonight, athough i might fall asleep at the computer, which is why music is blazing at full volume from my $50 speakers that are 7 years old, thus working like crap, with both speakers canceling out each other's noise. i have no idea what's going on with this eagles5 flaming this here, or what mbt is, but i'm sure we'll get over it. as for why the change of pace around this thread, its because halo2 is slowly dying out. before, back when i started, alot of people who came onto bungie.net were just random people who didn't care about the forum, but wrote in it anyways, just cause halo was cool. then we had alot more people talking, but alot more flamers as well. its probably better now, because there's the elite group of people who like the story, and new people every day who like it and join our group.

Here it is, Chapter 24. nice surprise for you guys at the end. Chapter 24 Two Pelicans fought Earth’s gravity and atmosphere to leave its magnificence, flying high and away from the single planet that brought life to the simple creatures known as humans. They seemed to fight its pull with a tenacity seen in only one other situation, during a battle. The aircraft, made to be able to work in space, but still meant for air, groaned from the adamant beating its hull took, but as it soared out o the upper atmosphere, the burden lessened to nothing, then it was pulled in the opposite direction. They’re arrival would be in only 15 minutes. The deadline was placed at 20. Smiling briefly, a pull was felt on the back of his white armor, one immediately fixed by a strong pat. They come bearing high hopes, these humans. I must not disappoint them, for without this, they would soon become an extinct race. Only a few life forms were meant for that kind of punishment, and I intend to have my way with them soon. Very soon indeed. ****** “Master Chief, your orders are simple. Stand firm and ready. Don’t give them the slightest impression of anything. This needs to go smoothly, or our entire race could be done for.” “I understand. Sir, what if this is just a plot to lure us in, and kill us while they have the chance. We will be outmanned and outgunned substantially.” The intercom played static for a moment, the first Pelican breaching the upper atmosphere, then the other reconnecting the link. “I’ve thought of that, although the Elites usually have too much pride to resort to such tactics. In my experience, they’d rather die in battle with honor than have a battle without any, even if more lives are saved.” “True, but they may see the rest of us Spartans as an enormous threat to the completion of their takeover of Earth, and ridding of us might give them the edge they really want.” “Perhaps. I guess we should just hope they don’t think like you and I. Regardless, take a full cache of weapons with you. They might see it as a sign of weakness if we don’t. And if they’re plans are not up to par with the normal standards we’ve set, and then let loose on them. But make sure they take the first shot. I don’t want to finish this war, especially because of some misunderstanding. Our history has enough of those as it is. Hood, over and out.” Turning back to the seated Spartans, they looked ready to go through hell, come back, and take out every player in this war, all without incident. They relaxed as best they could, and even though they had trained to be prepared for such situations and to be able to handle any amount of stress, this was different. The actions they take today could shape the fate of humanity for the rest of time. Or, if things go poorly, until tomorrow. His own thoughts turned back to the old man he’d seen only a short time ago, as he pondered exactly what he meant. But the only thing he had understood was that he didn’t understand. He could break more than one stick. So? I can break a lot of sticks, with and without the armor. It makes it easier to break. I couldn’t break the rock without it. But what did he mean by it? The military academy had taught classes meant for understanding encryptive sayings, messages, etc., to search for hidden meanings behind them. This was one class he wished was part of the Spartan program. Taking the memory apart, turning it around, and trying to understand it as best he could only made it harder to grasp, as though the meaning were just within arm’s reach, but whenever he tried harder, it flew farther away. “Chief. Chief!” John snapped out of his dazed state, and craned his head over to the sound of Linda’s voice. “Sleeping on the job again?” “No, not really,” he said, smiling at how no matter what he said would indicate that he actually was sleeping. “I was just thinking about what happened just past the closed section of highway 21.” “What, with the huge body count you left there?” “No. It’s a short story, but we have time… ****** The Covenant ship was small, smaller than any flagship seen before, and they had seen quite a few. It still had the same exact color and look of constant purple in different shades. John had always wondered why everything aboard was purple. At first he thought because the substance the ship relied on mostly was simply that color, although there was no way of truly telling. Then the idea of using it as a relaxant came to mind, and knowing that the Covenant were a highly spiritual group of races also supported this theory. This may not be the best time to ask, but perhaps soon. The entire landing bay was empty, except for two Elites that John had recognized as honor guards. Their bright orange and black suits stood out tremendously to the ship, giving the perception that they were more powerful than it, as though the space around them pushed the ship away to bear their presence. Both wielded energy swords, yet they remained inanimate. Admiral Hood and a few other high ranking officials exited their Pelican, and the Elites started walking out towards a door on the far side of the landing bay. None of the officials were recognized by anyone but Hood, but they were not questioned either. With the situation on Earth, it wasn’t doubtful that they were the replacements for the previous leaders, who had been killed in the conflict. As they walked across the landing bay, John and Will took point in front of Hood and the rest, while Fred and Linda stayed back and watched their six. This was customary for any meeting between current enemies, although John wasn’t sure how the Covenant would see it, or at least the Covenant he was meeting with. He quickly checked his ammo count and made sure to put his gun on fully automatic. If all hell broke loose, he’d be ready. ****** Panting. Screaming for air. Clawing for just a gasp. The blackness of space gave no warmth, and only lulled death for a new pray. Air tank running low, only a few minutes left. Must reach the ship! Opening eyes. Stars all around, with the sun in view as well, but just another distant star. Only one stuck out, the target. It glowed from the sun’s reflection, but was still too far to reach. To destroy. There must be vengeance, a last plea from a fallen race. Nothing could stop him. Stay focused, don’t stop breathing. Just stay awake a minute longer and that monster will be gone forever.

****** The hallways were just as every other Covenant ship he’d ever been on, but John didn’t take any notice to that. The path they took had been cleared of all personnel, perhaps as a sign of courtesy, or just for the easy kill. His finger stayed glued to the trigger, and his eyes darted in every direction, scrutinizing any dark spot or corner. He also wished Cortana was here. Her input would be invaluable in this situation, as she could get into the Covenant battle net and tell him what the hell was going on. Being blind while surrounded by fire was never John’s idea of a good time. Taking a left on one corridor, then a right on another, more and more doors gave way for the group, allowing them to pass through. The two Elites never looked back, and kept a firm grip on their energy swords. John turned and nodded to Will, who immediately understood what he wanted, and thought appropriately. If it were a trap, those two would try to cut them down first, giving way for the Earth representatives. A plan formed, and if this was a trap, there would be no surprises, and definitely no mercy. Another door opened in front of them, but this one didn’t lead into another hallway, but rather a large chamber. Elites cluttered about the center of the chamber, all discussing some matter or other, but there were too many conversations do decipher. The two honor guards led them towards this epicenter, where the Elites moved out of the way, allowing their group to pass. At the center was a single Elite in a special white armor, one that John had never seen before, but he new that this one ranked highly above the rest. Three other Elites also wore an unknown armor, all identical to each others. They wore a large headpiece, which only reminded him of some kind of antelope’s horns. Their armor was much darker than any other in the room, a very dark tone of grey. They stood directly behind the white-armored Elite. “The negotiations,” said the Elite in a slow but eloquent English, “will now begin.” “We hope you’ll agree to the deal,” said a dead voice, from a dead captain’s daughter. For a split second, they all stood in shock as they looked for the source of the voice and found it, astounded. If the Covenant attacked, no human would have survived at that moment. ****** Just crack the hull and break through. Focus. Don’t lose focus. Break through. Slamming against the bulkhead as hard as possible only dented the seemingly living ship, surviving out in the cold of space. Only a minute of air left. Harder and harder, the hull started to give way. A crack opened and gave the chance to grab the bulkhead from the inside and pull it off, allowing passage into the beast. Falling in, pressure leaked from the hall, causing the doors ahead to close, but he had jumped through already. They know I’m here. I have to work fast. Taking a breath of fresh air, thoughts began to flow clearer. Catching his bearings and placement, his vision returned to normal and he clearly saw several Grunts ahead, all walking slowly away from him. Running behind them and snapping their neck’s one by one silently, the only thought that came to mind was whether or not their neck’s worked the same in relation to humans. They stopped moving, and that was all that mattered for the time being. Elites ran in, probably to see what had happened with the bulkhead, and he hid in a small dark corner, and stealthily left after they had passed. ****** Commander Keyes? The talks were underway, but John, as well as everyone else in the room, was dumbfounded by the Commander’s presence aboard the Covenant ship. Only a few days before, all he knew of Keyes was that Tartarus, Chieftain of the Brutes, had captured her and Sgt. Johnson to activate Halo, but hadn’t succeeded. But her being here, in this amount of time? Truthfully, it seemed quite possible, but highly improbable. This would be a story for the ages. The only downside was that nobody was at the luxury to hear that story, for more important matters ensued. The talks seemed to be going smoothly and quite well for the UNSC. For humanity. Still, he felt in no position to judge, but it was a relief to know that this wasn’t some trap set for them, to take out the leaders of Earth. Funny, he thought, that our original mission was to do just that. The universe seems to run on irony. Everyone else in the room simply watched the discussion, making a circle around the two main leaders. Suddenly, one Elite wearing red armor rushed in and was stopped, where his message was received by another higher ranking Elite. The message led from him directly to the white-armored Elite, who before hearing it excused himself from the conversations momentarily. He then whispered to the Elite, although John’s translation system was able to pick up on it. “This meeting was ordained by the Arbiter, and you dare disrupt it with any petty matter? You dishonor all Elites, and will be punished for this insubordination. Deal with this problem as you see fit, and do not interrupt again.” “I only wished to concern you with this matter because it has to do with them,” hinting towards John and the other Spartans. “Another demon has been spotted on board, and has already killed 15 of our warriors, as well as many of the lesser ones. I believe these ‘talks’ to be a deception, for them to gain control of this vessel.” “Do you have proof of this?” “Only the body count.” As the white-armored Elite turned away and started to come back to the center, John gave a slight hand signal to his Spartans, and they were ready for a fight. He had no idea who or what this other ‘demon’ was, but he wouldn’t let it stop the possible survival of the human race. “Humans, can you explain this treacherous attack on our vessel?” Lord Hood gave a hard look at the Elite. “No. We have no knowledge of such an attack.” “Then I will explain. One of them,” pointing at the Spartans, “has infiltrated this vessel from outside and has killed a portion of the crew. If it does not stop immediately, then you will all be killed, along with your planet.” “Wait! There aren’t any more Spartans alive. Whatever is attacking you isn’t with us!” Desperation showed on the tired man’s face, as he was so close, and suddenly had lost grasp of success. The Elite continued to look at him, while other’s yelled in their own dialect, too many for John to interpret. He stepped forward. “Do you know where this one is located? “No. It continually evades us, and we have been unable to find it’s location at all.” “Fine. As a sign of goodwill, we will find and take down this threat. Pull all your forces back and seal all areas, and we will deal with it.” Giving it a thought, other Elites protested, but this one nodded its head. “Spartan’s, move out.” He heard the orders to follow his suggestion from the Elite leader, but worried more about who could be doing this. The only other Spartan that had survived was Kelly, but her whereabouts were unknown. And if it was her, was Dr. Halsey here as well? Heading out the first door into the rest of the ship, John’s motion detector displayed an irrational character, a static blip that was not registered as a friend or foe. It went right through his position, cut out momentarily, and then was behind him. Looking up, the room was tall enough for something to be on the ceiling, and he knew that his motion sensors could not penetrate the ground of Covenant ships, so he had just found his target. Whatever it was, it was fast. Not wanting to startle anyone in the room, thus giving away the fact that they knew it was in the same room, John slowly moved out the door, but motioned to his team where the target was. His motion sensor stopped showing the static, and the last point it was at was directly over the white-armored Elite. Then it fell, and John dashed at the point it was going to land in. “Get down!” he yelled, although he doubted it would do any good. The Elites simply drew their swords and prepared for an attack, exactly the opposite of what he wanted. Knowing that whatever it was would simply be cut down, John lunged directly where it was going to land, and tackled the hard and heavy being. The sound of metal on metal, scrapping the ground underneath was enough to shake anyone, and everyone in the room was aware of the attack and waiting to strike down their foe. John was simply in too much shock to say anything or do anything, including letting go of his new prisoner. So was James, who simply sat still, not having any idea of what was going on exactly, but too tired to stress the issue. He would wait for a reasonable explanation.

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] EAGLES5 [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] codemonster17 mbt will die.EAGLES5 will go down.(lol)[/quote] Who the hell are you? better off telling me or ill get my boyz to join your groups and flame u to hell.[/quote] yo bubba eagles im here and i got yo back. (btw excellent sir brilliant)

It's kinda cool that you posted the chapter here on the forum before your own website. Keep them rollin my friend.

damn. James is back. great chapter

...Nice!!!!!!!! I could tell that it would either be James or Sam. And Sam's death was more definate. You did it well though, although you better explain why he suddenly appeared there for no reason. ...The crystal maybe?

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] duragon910 [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] EAGLES5 [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] codemonster17 mbt will die.EAGLES5 will go down.(lol)[/quote] Who the hell are you? better off telling me or ill get my boyz to join your groups and flame u to hell.[/quote] yo bubba eagles im here and i got yo back. (btw excellent sir brilliant)[/quote] bring it losers,you banned me from mbt,you couln't fight me so you blacklisted me.(how pithetic)

HEY! i don't like this random as -blam!- goin on here. if you want to discuss matters of who's pathetic, and why you got blacklisted, make your own thread or pm each other. i won't have this thread turn into your personal vendetta battleground. if you like the story, or have something to say about it, be my guest. otherwise, shut up. no flaming allowed.

sexiful chapter brilliant.it reminded me of that time i got trapped in a ice death vortex on the planet Ice Death Vortexes, it all started when... you know what ill get into that later great chapter though!!!!