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[Novel] Halo 3: Insurrection (COMPLETE)
THE STUNNING CONCLUSION to Halo 3. Humanity and the Sangheili are once again at war, and with the two factions waist deep in each other's blood, who will stand against the ancient threat looming on the horizon?
One final hope remains. John 117.
Halo 3: Insurrection, with a riveting plot, familiar characters, new dynamic ones, and a divine mystery beneath it all.
[i]Completed as of September 13th, 2010.[/i]
[quote][i][url=http://tinyurl.com/halo-insurrection]PDF containing Halo 3: Insurrection in it's entirety, with added aesthetics and a more elegant layout[/url] - Full, heartfelt and undying thanks to AssaultCommand for painstakingly assembling this. Note: Best downloaded for optimum viewing.[/i][/quote]
[b]CHAPTER LISTING AND LINKS -[/b]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052500]Prologue + Part 1 - Awakening[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31077493]Part 2 - Trial[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31106823]Part 3 - Assassination[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31122799]Part 4 - The Unkillable Man[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31182513]Part 5 - The Heretic[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31234028]Part 6 - Home Sweet Home[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31311296]Part 7 - Revelation[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31418600]Part 8 - Judgement[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31550262]Part 9 - Escape[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31616231]Part 10 - A Touching reunion[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31870623]Part 11 - Evacuation time[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=32052074]Part 12 - A leader in Disgrace[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=4#32418487]Part 13 - The truth of it all[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=4#32791317]Part 14 - A long talk[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&postRepeater1-p=5#32996669]Part 15 - Onyx[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&postRepeater1-p=5#33156505]Part 16 - Arrival[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&postRepeater1-p=6#33235958]Part 17 - Disturbed slumber [/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&postRepeater1-p=6#33348519]Part 18 - A troublesome politician[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=7#33567314]Part 19 - Help from the lady in blue...[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=7#34131517]Part 20 - So it begins...[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=8#36169290]Part 21 - New Toys[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=8#36233652]Part 22 - The Ancient One[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=9#36420270]Part 23 - Rampant[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=9#36752357]Part 24 - The Covenant[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=9#36820033]Part 25 - Challenged[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=10#37043739]Part 26 - Nothing left to guard.[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=11#37595288]Part 27 - Spartans [i]can[/i] die[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=11#37650134]Part 28 - Prepare for Departure[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=12#38115804]Part 29 - Set in Motion[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=13#38234777]Part 30 - Standing up to the bully[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=14#38434649]Part 31 - United they stand firm[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=15#38846631]Part 32 - Protectors of Earth[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=16#39241720]Part 33 - An elegant armour from a more civilised time[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=17#39500032]Part 34 - Breach and clear[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=18#40397760]Part 35 - Buying Time[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=18#40561197]Part 36 - Return to the homestead[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=19#40638630]Part 37 - Rallying the troops[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=19#40761708]Part 38 - Infiltration[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=21#41130835]Part 39 - Are [i]you[/i] with humanity, Captain?[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=22#41451913]Part 40 - A Surgeon's operation[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=23#41613113]Part 41 - Death is not the end[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=23#41983510]Part 42 - Here be Monsters...[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=24#42470762]Part 43 - Thrown together[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=24#42724807]Part 44 - Well it's better than walkin'[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=25#42921116]Part 45 - Some small progress[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=26#43466462]Part 46 - Bad state of affairs[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=26#44048347]Part 47 - The Return[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=27#44214278]Part 48 - Pawns of a Parasite[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=28#end]Part 49 - Cole's triumph[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=29#44589893]Part 50 - Checkmate[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=30#44726504]Part 51 - Sacrifice[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=32#45174432]Part 52 - Aftermath[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&postRepeater1-p=37#46679787]Part 53 - Descent into Mortality[/url]
[b]EPILOGUE[/b]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&postRepeater1-p=40#47876789]Epilogue - Part 1[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475&postRepeater1-p=42#48921675]Epilogue - Part 2 (Conclusion)[/url]
[b]==COMPLETE==[/b]
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[Edited on 10.16.2010 5:38 PM PDT]
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I bet its the other spartan team there, any takers?
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wow, getting them alltogether for something big? well done
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[b]Part Seventeen: Disturbed Slumber[/b] Lord Eden was awoken from his peaceful slumber by a call from his secretary. He rose from the cushy bed in his quarters, and, rubbing the sleep from his eyes hit the answer button. "Yes Mary, what is it?" He demanded impatiently down the intercom, at the same time pulling on his navy briefs. He missed the days when he would of got away with a pair of starched jeans and a loose polo, but that was no longer the case. "Sir, I've got an incoming transmission from one Commander Samuel Bairns." Mary replied in a youthful, exuberant voice. Caffeine helped her get through the night. "Commander who?" Eden asked in perplexity, wondering why it was so important that he had to be woken at 2am. "He's with the Office of Naval Intelligence sir. Sector Three." "Patch me through." Eden said without a moments hesitation. Sector Three was where all the covert activities happened, anything from there was bound to be intriguing. A few moments later, and a worried, worn looking face appeared on the large screen . "Ah, Commander, how wonderful to see you." Eden said, acting as if they'd been friends since college. "Lord Eden sir! I-I-" The man began, but he suddenly burst out crying. Eden felt a knot twist in his stomach. "What the devil is wrong Commander? Where are you?" He demanded angrily, he had no time for theatrics. "J-just outside Onyx sir. Me and the AI Dark Harvest have been monitoring the situation since the explosion. It should be somewhere in the archives. I'm sending you an authorisation code now." He added when noticing Eden's confusion. Eden walked over to the computer and quickly typed in the override commands he had just received.. His face displayed wonder as he beheld the file. "My God, they were training Spartans there? Why the hell was I not told of this?" "Sector Three wanted to keep it quiet sir. Lord Hood didn't know either." "Hmm...this is very interesting. Next time ONI discovers something like this, I want to be told okay? Now, why did you call me? Surely it wasn't just about Onyx...." Eden used, closing the file temporarily, and opening another he had found. He hit the print button, and allowed himself a lazy smile. He now was in possession of every ONI password for the next twelve months. "No sir, it wasn't about Onyx. Something worse. Much worse. The Master Chief is dead sir!" The Commander cried, and his voice broke. Eden was staring at him like he had gone mad. "Well of course he's dead Commander, he's been dead for nearly three months dammit! Listen, Samuel, do you need help? Because I can send some very talented psychiatrists over within less than a day..." "No sir, he's alive! Well, he's not now, but he was!" The Commander shouted disrespectfully. Eden sighed, he was getting no where. "For the love of God man, shut up and put the AI on!" He ordered, and reluctantly the Commander moved away from the camera. For the first time, Eden wondered how they were talking despite the fact they were light years apart. A few seconds later, a hologram popped up of a Grim Reaper with straw in it's mouth. Couldn't he talk to anyone normal? "Good evening sir." The hooded AI spoke, giving a salute. Well, at least it wasn't crying. "AI, what on earth is the good Commander over there blabbering on about?" Dark Harvest regarded his companion with bemusement, and turned back to Eden. "Earlier today sir, as we were monitoring the situation, I detected a slip space rupture of the port side. Initial diagnostics didn't show it as one of our ships, so we assumed it belonged to the Elites. We were somewhat surprised as but a small Seraph fighter emerged, we'd been expecting a fleet at the least. Presuming it to be a scout, Sam here perhaps a little too eagerly gave the order to fire. Exactly three MAC shots crashed into the side of the Seraph before the Commander could shut it off, enough to destroy it." Eden's brow furrowed with confusion. "And why did the Commander attempt to cancel the attack AI?" He questioned of the program. "I believe it had to do with the message we received from the cruiser seconds before impact sir." Eden leaned forward in his chair. "And what was the Message?" "My data banks recorded it as "[i]This is Spartan 117, do not open fire![/i]" . Eden gasped, and hit the back of the chair hard. He reached for the flask to his right, and hastily poured himself a shot of whiskey, draining it instantly. Without replying the to Artificial Intelligence, Eden stood up and hit another intercom button. "[i]London? Yes, this is Admiral Eden speaking. I want you to send a fleet to the co ordinates I'm sending you. Certain events have...transpired.[/i]" "[i]You want them to go now sir?[/i]" A voice Eden recognised as the newly promoted Captain Daniels asked. "[i]Yes Daniels, the sooner the better. I need to know for sure if he's dead.[/i]" ******************* John woke up to a bright light, and raised a hand to his head. His hand felt resistance as it hit the visor of his Mark VI suit. "Hey!" A distant, familiar voice called. "He's woken up!" He felt a strong hand grasp his, and pull him up. John realised he must have been looking into a mirror of sorts, because through his eyes he saw a blurry suit of Mjolnir Mark VI. "You had us worried there for a second." The voice spoke again, John knew he'd heard it before but he couldn't quite place a finger upon it. His confusion doubled as another blurry suit of Mjolnir dashed into view, and hugged him round the shoulders. "John thank goodness you're alright!" A different voice this time, female. "I think he might be concussed." Another female voice sounded, and John turned to see another suit of Mjolnir. He felt faint, and let out a slight groan. What the hell was wrong with him, was he dreaming? "Whoa, he's swaying! I think he's falling back into unconsciousness!" Shouted the first voice, which John now realised was male. "Someone go get the doctor! It's gonna be alright John, stay with me now, you're safe." He heard one last sentence before darkness consumed him. "Your back with us."
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[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] The Stig 521 [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Wolverfrog "[i]I? I am a monument to all your sins...[/i]"[/quote] ...You must be -blam!- ENORMOUS [/quote] Stop ruining the atmosphere! :)
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[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Wolverfrog "[i]I? I am a monument to all your sins...[/i]"[/quote] ...You must be -blam!- ENORMOUS
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This is realy quite good well done.
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"[i]I? I am a monument to all your sins...[/i]"
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good to see that it has more attention here than it does in the SSO. Have you submitted it to the bungie blog yet?
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id say bias did something probably teleportation that or they used drop pods :) keep it up
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You write awesome Wolverfrog. I can haz autograph?
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Bias wil do something I guess.. anyways nice twist and change of perspective. anything new with Rtas Vadumee (or something) for the next part?
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o noez, not teh ceef! Great part there but I must note that people in the 26th Century seem to like eating/drinking very old things. First it was Eden with his drink and now Sam with his coffee. What on earth are these people thinking?!
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where do you come up with these twists there incredible
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[b]Part 16 - Arrival[/b] "The slip space jump is scheduled in ten minutes, prepare yourself." Came the Arbiters wizened tones. John sat up from Johnson, and pondered upon where they were headed as he walked to the ship's observation window. A hum in the air told him Mendicant Bias was behind him. "What troubles you John?" It asked, rotating around to face him. The Spartan gave out a sigh, a long, drawn out one. "I feel empty. Without Cortana. She stuck by me through all of this, Reach, Halo, High Charity....The Ark. And now she's gone, forever. I know I shouldn't get so attached to a machine, but it's hard not to." When he finished, he lowered his head in slight embarrassment. Bias gave out what seemed to be a sigh too, and the golden glow illuminating him dimmed. "Loss is a tough thing. Most of the time, we have to deal with it and move on, lest the worries of the past affect the happiness of the future. However Reclaimer, that is not always the case. I know what you house in your pocket, bring it out." Slowly, trying to keep his hopes down, John reached and drew out the burnt out metallic chip he had found on the dead Kaidon, K'zath. He held it up to the light for the monitor to see. In the centre of it was a small hole 2cm in diameter. "I believe you were correct in your initial assumptions, this is indeed Cortana. However, her chip is hopelessly damaged, I cannot fix it." It was as John thought, and with a sigh, he removed the chip from sight. "However Reclaimer, there may be one upon Onyx who can. It all depends on whether safety protocols were followed by him." "Then....there's hope?" The Spartan asked, a undetectable smile creeping across his face. "Perhaps." Was all he received. Sergeant Johnson had perked up at the mention of Onyx, and from his chair shouted. "What the hell is this Onyx eh Tinkerbell?" It took a few moments before Mendicant Bias realised it was him being spoken to. "Are you speaking the me? Ah, I wish you would rid yourself of the adversity you have to calling me Mendicant Bias. It really would make things a lot easier." The Monitor explained. John had held enough interrogations of both Rebels and Covenant to know that the monitor had just subtly changed the topic. Johnson wasn't daft either. "Oh no, you're not changing the subject again! I want an answer Mendicant Bias, and I want it now!" Avery was stood up now, a look of irritation upon his rough face. Bias sighed. "I'm afraid I cannot tell you Reclaimers. It would be against protocol. You shall just have to wait until we arrive. Which should be in about a minute. If I were you two, I would suggest strapping in." [b]*************************[/b] <[i]Just outside of Onyx's orbit[/i]> The ONI prowler Whisper of the night cut through space as it continued to try to find out what had happened. Inside the ship, the ship's AI, Dark Harvest, ran more analysis checks. "Dark, it's been months and we're still no closer to understanding the Onyx incident. What the hell happened? I'm under a lot of pressure here." The Captain of the ship spoke. To call him a Captain would be inaccurate though, he was actually a Commander. Sector three only accepted the best of the best to their ranks. "I am unsure sir, however, from the Sentinel debris scattered all over the place, it can be assumed that a) The Sentinels destroyed the planet, and were somehow killed themselves afterwards, or what I think is a more likely option, b) The Sentinels were the planet, and were killed in an explosion of sorts. The radiation we find suggests some kind of Nuclear weaponry." The AI spoke. It was currently wearing the appearance of a hooded character with straw in it's mouth and a scythe in it's hand. Some of the ONI AIs took their names much too seriously, Sam thought to himself. "What kind of person would blow it up though? Ah, screw it. I'm gonna go make some coffee, stay alert Dark." He said, and the AI gave a mock salute. Sam walked through the corridors of the ONI Prowler, and grumbled to himself. He and the AI were the only ones on board the ship, and it was pathetic, he realised that the only thing keeping him from loneliness was a computer program. He reached the kitchen, and put on the kettle to boil, pouring in finely ground Coffee beans over thirty years old, from Harvest. The food grown there took an incredibly long time to spoil. The reason there was a limited crew was because ONI didn't want the news the Onyx was destroyed, not just glassed, to get out. So it was decided that only him and an AI would observe; they could be supervised easier. Sam looked in the corner, and saw the photo of his wife. She was smiling, a perfect pose for the perfect picture. But he knew how she really felt about his descision to join the Navy. If she knew he was actually ONI, she'd probably leave him. To her, Sam was just a normal Commander risking his life every day to save innocents. If only she could see him now, tucked up in a dark corner of UNSC space. As he was pouring the boiling hot water into an antique mug, he felt a rumble course through the ship. The intercom flared as the AI spoke. "Commander, we've got a slip space rupture to the right, your orders?` Sam was confused, this area of space was off limits to everyone. Could the Elites have decided to attack? His worst fears were realised as he looked out the window and saw a Seraph fighter, larger than the usual, emerge out of the rift. It was a UNSC shade of green, due to the fact that the Elites had coloured most of their ships this way to distinguish them from the Covenant loyaliststs. But only one ship? Why would they attack with such a pitiful force? Maybe it was a scout. Regardless, Sam rushed to the control room, taking care not to trip on the countless boxes lying around, and hit the panic button on the wall. At least he'd alerted everyone else, they'd be here within less than a day. "Prepare to open fire!" Sam ordered, and he heard a noise as the triple MAC cannons warmed up. He'd seen it all before, the huge Cannons mounted on the ship would fire hundreds of tons worth of metal at the target, accelerated by magnetic coils. He braced himself for the shockwave, and was glad he didn't have his coffee, it would have gone everywhere. Dark Harvest began the countdown. "Firing MAC rounds in 5-4-3-" Suddenly, a voice rang over the intercom, one Sam remembered from the adverts shown around to boost morale. The computer registered that it was coming from within the Seraph... "[i]This is Spartan 117, do not open fire![/i]" Sam's body acted before his mind. He made a lunge for the cancellation button, but it was too late. Just before his suddenly sweaty hand clasped around the ominous red button, the Prowler rumbled as three gigantic bullets were fired out of the cannons, towards the Seraph. Sam's stomach curled, and he cried out with horror as the metal rounds smashed into the "enemy" ship, crushing it to oblivion. Blue plasma flashed as the Seraph crumpled on in itself, removing all traces that it had ever existed. "[i]Hello[/i]?" Sam's voice quavered over the intercom, desperately hoping for a reply. "[i]Hello?[/i]" All he received was static. "Oh my...What just happened?" Dark breathed in shock, the hologram which represented him dropping it's scythe in surprise. The Commander took a deep breath, fighting back tears. His eyes were moist, his breath shallow. "I-I think I just killed the Master Chief..." [Edited on 05.23.2009 11:04 AM PDT]
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Great story!
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[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Wolverfrog Well, Mendez is stuck in his old ways.... And about the Brain stimulant thing, all I can say is Halopedia lied to me.[/quote]Halopedia and Wikipedia are pretty much the same. Don't trust them 100%.
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aww no new info on johnson, MC and the lightbulb...
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lol nice adjustment it fits beter with the halo storyline well done!
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Well, I fixed the errors in part fifteen. It should make sense now.
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That was sick friggin amazing [Edited on 05.17.2009 7:54 AM PDT]
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Well, Mendez is stuck in his old ways.... And about the Brain stimulant thing, all I can say is Halopedia lied to me.
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only gamma squad/platoon(year whatever) need the brain stimulant stuff tom and lucy are from beta squad and i thinks freds a higher rank than mendez, kurt promoted him at the end of onyx [Edited on 05.17.2009 12:50 PM PDT]
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The final sentinel possessed the intelligence to know it was out gunned and outnumbered. Therefore, it fell upon the back up plan programmed into it and began to retreat, flying away much faster than a normal human could run. Thankfully, Fred and Tom weren't normal Humans. "The Sentinels must be coming from some place!" Fred shouted. "We're going to find out where.." Tom nodded, and the two Spartans ran off in pursuit of the damaged guardian, staying just far away enough to not be picked up by it's motion sensory equipment. They ran through the fields which wouldn't look out of place upon Earth, jumped through hills and crags in chase of it. After two hours of continuous running, the Spartans stopped and gazed in awe up at the sight which beheld them, stopping in their tracks. High above them, a high Citadel could be seen, hundreds of feet tall, with energised bridges leading towards separate towers. The citadel itself was a lot like other Forerunner structures, clean, pristine, and yet at the same time able to radiate intimidation to all that beheld it. At the front of the building, if that's what it could be called, large doors could be seen which were many times larger than Fred, and he was one of the tallest people of his race. However, the Citadel was not completely artificial. To the left of it was a huge sparkling lake, surrounded by grassy mores. Trees were dotted here and there around the place, and what looked like apples were growing upon them. Not for the first time since arriving, Fred suspected that the Dyson Sphere's design had been based upon Earth. But he disregarded that thought, deeming it as unlikely. Hundreds of Sentinels could be seen high above, drifting around. Fred had never seen so many in one place. The Citadel had serious security, plus magnificent Aesthetics too. A Sentinel factory wouldn't look like this, it was clearly designed for living, breathing organisms. Suddenly, Fred understood what they'd found. "Tom, radio for everyone else to get here. Yes, everyone, Halsey and Mendez included." "What should I tell them?" Tom asked. Fred paused, and searched for the right words. Once he had chosen them, he prepared to deliver them with appropriate gravity. "Tell them that we've found a Forerunner city."
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"Tom, find some cover! Sentinel!" He shouted, and to his relief the younger Spartan complied with his orders, taking shelter between two jagged rocks. There wasn't enough time for Fred to do the same though, and the Sentinel, now alerted to their prescence, turned upon Fred. The Spartan realised the danger he was in, and dove to the side moments before a powerful beam of heat and light would have smashed into him. The Sentinels on Onyx were different to the ones John had described seeing on the first Halo, Fred knew. They were bigger, faster, smarter, and worst of all, stronger. "Fred! What's going on?" Came the harsh voice of Mendez. As he ran, Fred struggled to gain breath the speak. "A Sentinel sir...Tom's behind cover...I'm in a bit of trouble." An understatement, Fred realised, as he saw two more Sentinels fly across the clearing and link up with the first. Which made it much more dangerous. "The other Spartans are on their way to your position Fred. Stay alive for the love of God, or so help me I'll give you a Court Marshal!" Evidently, Mendez wasn't concerned by the fact that Fred had been given a promotion of Lieutenant Junior Grade, and frankly Fred was releived he wasn't. It would have felt strange being called sir by his mentor. Just as Mendez finished speaking, a powerful laser shot the ground Fred was about to run across, heating it intensely. Fred was in pain, and felt blisters spring upon his feet, but he carried on running. Finally, he reached the rock he had been running towards, and dove for it, arcing his back as a laser passed just beneath it. With a thud, Fred landed hard upon the ground, and pressed his back against the rock, breathing heavily. The Sentinels had been trained for combat against the Flood, and whilst the ones outside had fully adapted to the Spartan strategy of shoot and run for cover, these ones hadn't. They were confused. The trio of Sentinels drifted over to the rock Fred was hiding behind, making confused beeps as they did so. On the other side of the grassy clearing, Fred met Tom's gaze and nodded at him. Thankfully, the Spartan III understood what he meant, and nodded back in confirmation. The Sentinels rounded the corner and gave out a triumphant cry as it saw it's foe. Fred heard a surge in the air as the machine's powerful cannons began to charge, and the shade around him was lit up by a translucent orange light. At the last possible moment, Fred unhooked a fragamentary grenade from his belt, and quickly pulled out the pin, discarding it. The Spartan jumped over the Sentinels with an acrobatic flip which would put an Olympian back on Earth to shame, and as he did so, he took the hand which held the ticking grenade and jammed it firmly into the small gap between two of the linked Sentinels. The Forerunner guardians turned in surprise, swinging around the discharged laser beam, but before the deadly light could touch Fred, the frag wedged inside the Sentinels exploded, destroying one in a blue explosion and buffeting away the other two. "Now!" Fred shouted, and Tom leaped out of where he had been hiding, running towards Fred. The two Spartans opened fire on one Sentinel, the metal projectiles of their MA5s slamming into the metal chassis of it. Soon, the red light of the Sentinel's one eye dimmed, and it crashed to the ground, broken. [Edited on 05.17.2009 2:13 PM PDT]
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Right, here's part fifteen. It may include a few errors in the story of Halo, I'm not sure. if so, forgive me please. **************************** [b] Part 15 - Onyx[/b] Spartan Fred-104 strode across the rough, earth-like terrain, holding a loaded MA55 Assault rifle in his hand. He was on the lookout for any of the powerful Sentinels that inhabited the place the were, or the "Micro Dyson Sphere" as Doctor Halsey called it. The camp the stranded UNSC personnel had set up was a few miles away, Fred had gone far in search for some kind of Forerunner artefact. At his side was Tom, one of the newer Spartans. The domed visor of his SPI suit reflected the artificial sunlight well, making him harder to see than the Spartan Iis in their heavy Mjolnir Mark VI. "You think we'll run into any trouble?" Tom asked worriedly. Fred frowned in concern. Before going through the slip space portal to this place, Tom had been a bright, confident young man ready for anything. He wasn't coping well though with being stranded in unknown territory. "The only trouble around here is us." Fred said bluntly, without glancing back Tom. He emphasised this point by smacking the rifle he held against the palm of his hand, producing a satisfying crack as he did so. "Well I'm just saying, that we're in danger out here exposed and I don't think we-" Tom was cut off when Fred turned around. The Spartan II put his hand on the Spartan III's shoulder in an assuring way. "Listen Tom, I know you don't want to admit it but you're not thinking straight. We will get out of here. I know what I'm doing lad, just trust my judgement." There was silence in the air for a few moments. "I hear you Fred." Tom said, averting his gaze to the floor. Fred turned around again, and carried on walking. "Fred, Tom, found anything?" A voice issued from Fred's Com link which could only be that of Chief Mendez. "Not yet sir, we're still looking....wait." Fred began, only to cut off when he saw something out the corner of his eye. Fast, and dangerous. Too late, Fred realised what it was. [Edited on 05.17.2009 2:07 PM PDT]
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Take your time as I stated before I would rather have a good well written part that a rushed bad one Cheers and whatnot
