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My Fan Fiction for The Flood library

Chapter 1: Hunting I took the battle rifle off the rack. My mom said “[i] Be careful Douglas, make sure you bring ammunition, and this time, don’t come back with a sprained ankle. [/i]”I said “[i] Sure, Mom. [/i]”, with a tone of annoyance in my voice. The last time I went hunting a bear stepped on my foot, I sprained my ankle, and killed it in self defense. Surprisingly enough I was only 6, and could kill a squirrel 20 feet away with my battle rifle. While I was hunting, I was just about to make a kill, but a lady with glasses came up next to me, and asked “[i] What are you doing? [/i]”. I then took my shot, feeling the kick of the shot, even though for adults, it would be nothing and killed a rabbit. I replied “[i] Well, even though I’m five, if I’m carrying a battle rifle, and just killed some game, what do you think? [/i] She said “[i] Hunting, even though children the age of five aren’t aloud. But I won’t tell if you’ll play a game with me. [/i] I raised my battle rifle and said “[i] And if I don’t, what expense will it be to me, my parents would go to jail for letting me hunt, not me. [/i]” She replied, apparently very annoyed “[i] Then you may miss the chance of a life time. All I want you to do is catch this coin. If you get it with the eagle side up, you get to keep it. But, if you get it with the head’s side up, I get to keep it, and your parents’ license for a battle rifle will be taken away. [/i] I saw part of a tree bend, but it had been straight only a moment ago. I fired at the tree, and it went back to normal, so, the lady looking at what I just fired at, said “[i] What the hell was that for? [/i]” I replied saying “[i] My eyes must have been playing tricks on me, sorry, so, can we play that game now? [/i]" Chapter 2: The [i]Anitelles[/i] Pelican Two days later, after Ghost and I were in the woods he said “Yesterday, some lady just like the one you said had asked you what you were doing when you were hunting, asked me the same thing after I shot an earth-pigeon out of the air.” ‘She gave me a coin just like yours!” The reason why we called Ghost “Ghost” was because he had a really good gift at being able to sneak around where and when he wanted to, and not be heard, not even by my dog! We were always competing to see who was better. The only reason why he wasn’t better than me was because I could be much stronger, faster, and smarter when I was mad. My Mom always said I had been near some sort of compound that was used for Spartan III’s, but it had no effect. But I always knew she was wrong. I would have been winning, but because ghost got that same coin too, we were tied for the [i] millionth [/i] time! We were climbing some trees, when we heard a pelican. Of course, seeing as we were only 6, we had no idea what it was. We saw it landing. Suddenly Ghost said “I’ve seen those before! My brother, you know, the one with the hidden weapons locker incase the covenant come, and he flies those! But, the ones he flies has MARINES written on the landing legs, not Anitelles. And I think it had a turret near where you got off." 2 men got off.[i]Most likely those people who bought hat mansion, if you were that rich you would have body guards, and they were probably them.[/i] Then a Father in a black suit and a wife in a very good looking dress stepped off. Then a, at least it looked like, a 7 year old boy, apparently not liking his clothes or the way his hair was, and a six year-old girl got off. [i]I may be six but I think I’m in love.[/i] She had dirty blonde hair and green eyes, and had such a proud stride, I almost fell out of my tree. [i]What the [b] hell [/b] was I thinking?[/i] If I was going to be a marine some day, I couldn’t let emotions get in my way. Chapter 3:Attack That same day, around 5:30, ghost and I were still playing. We had just eaten dinner. Even though meat-loaf was over 500 years old, civilians still knew how to make it, and I was happy that they did. “Ugh, leftovers [b]again![/b]” said Ghost as suddenly as he appeared, quite silently behind me. Him doing that used to scare me, but now I was used to it, so it didn’t. “Really, that’s the 5th time!; “your mom could feed half the UNSC!” I said sarcastically. “Yeah, sure, if Markus was here, we might have something different, not the same thing every day, it’s really annoying.” Ghost Replied. Naturally, we were out bird watching, and trying to find nests, to see how well the birds we populating, deciding how many of what to get rid of, and finding nests to tag mothers or fathers, so we could kill the ones without children. We did this by tagging them with small tracers we could shoot out of my battle rifle, and they didn’t hurt the birds. In Markus’s weapon locker, we found really big boxes of these, and a screen, so we would know when to shoot. I was watching a pigeon, to see where it would go, but I saw something else. It was a purple object moving quite fast, so I changed my magnification to see it better. I told ghost what setting, pointed where it was, and watched it; it was unlike anything we had seen before. It had three moving, well, all I could describe them was as things, something blue near the middle of the bottom, and 2 weird “wing-things” near the back that were steering it. Luckily we were in the tree just above Markus’s weapons locker ;I had needed ammo for my battle rifle. Ghost must have realized this too, and said “My brother left me this hand-book, made just 3 months ago, and it explains all the things the aliens that he fights have, so maybe we could find that in there! It might be some sort of invasion, or they could come here for something, and then make the world be made out of glass, like my brother said! We climbed down the tree half-way and reached into an abandoned owl nest. Ghost pulled out a small, toy-like shovel. When we were at the bottom, I spotted the [url=http://marathon.bungie.org/Story/_images/whiteicon.gif]UNSC[/url] symbol etched on the tree. Ghost held the handle and I held the metal part. We both pulled, and the shovel extended. We made it only about 3/4ths the size of our bodies, seeing as it was adult size, and we were 6.We dug 3 feet into the ground before finding some titanium-C doors. We pulled it open, and it was like usual. A spare helmet and armor on a table 1 box and 3/4ths of tracers, 2 hooks where the scanner would be, and a wooden box. We opened it, carefully took out a picture of a beautiful girl in her 20’s, a leather pouch with something jingling inside, some old metal with the name Jerrod Riffle on it, whoever the hell he was, and finally, the book Ghost explained. Chapter 4: Attack of the Spartans I was walking down the hall, towards the docking bay on all fours. My name was impala, and I was a major grunt. I had a needler in my right hand and 2 grenades in my satchel. Over the ships communications, the zealot’s voice rang deep: “The mission is being post-poned, there is strange activity near the grav-lift, and we are sending special operations grunts.” [i] That was strange, they would normally sacrifice us, no matter what it was, as long as it wasn’t [b]too [/b] important. [/i] As suddenly as the message ended, the door opened in front of me, but I wasn’t in range of the sensors yet. [i] But…the god’s creations [b] never [/b] malfunctioned, unless… [/i]. I started backing away, but the door would not close. Suddenly a big, green, human jumped out. Luckily I had backed through the door when it fired, otherwise I’d be going on with the great journey by now. I started running, screaming “Demon! Demon!!! Lock the doors, lock the doors!” As I reached the bridge, the demon was almost behind me, but because I kept zigzagging, his shots never hit me. When the Zealot heard my cries, he immediately shut the doors. Luckily, I was in the control room before he did. The zealot called for reinforcements. 5 units later, 8 jackals came racing through the 2 main doors, followed by 2 gunner grunts. The grunts set up there turrets, near the 2 doors. Then four jackals, 2 on either side of each gunner grunt, crouched, waiting. Over the communications a Major Domo elites rang. “This is Eupa ‘Kazudee, there is a demon, and he’s in-“there was a pained roar, then silence. The door opposite from the one I had ran through blinked twice, then locked. On the door I [b]had[/b] ran through, dent after dent started appearing. If this was the end, fighting to lead the humans away from the captured human children, so be it. [Edited on 11.17.2007 6:53 AM PST]

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  • [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Jetfalcon Dude, I wouldn't even waste my time reading that. Make ur stories shorter if you want ppl to read them. I don't have the patience to read fan fiction. [/quote] ur right....there goes my hyperlink, i was gonna put my story in.

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  • Dude, I wouldn't even waste my time reading that. Make ur stories shorter if you want ppl to read them. I don't have the patience to read fan fiction.

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  • I would have added this now, but I am on an iPhone right now.

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  • [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Colonel Corbec [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Halifax Oh for crying out loud Corbec, can you let one person post a story without blatantly flaunting your own?[/quote] I've let you do it. [/quote] Are you serious? I won't bother defending myself, thus further derailing this thread, but all I'm saying is, let the other writers have their stories read in peace without worrying about comparing themselves to you, me, or anyone else. Now, I apologize if I once did the same thing (I still have no idea what you're referring to), but that was in the past and I assure you it was a long time ago. You however, have a consistent trend of taking any chance you can get to to tote your stories about, basking in the praise that your followers give you. I'm trying to be civil (and I know that last little paragraph was a bit...harsh) and I don't want this to continue any further. I've said what I wanted to say and I don't imagine you'll listen...simply because I know you. But enough, I won't fall into hypocrisy by taking this thread off the tracks even further. If you or I have anything else to discuss, it can be done over the PM system.. (And to Sgt Riffle, I sincerely apologize for the dark pall I've put over your thread. This will be my last post in this thread.) [Edited on 11.17.2007 9:57 AM PST]

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  • [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Halifax Oh for crying out loud Corbec, can you let one person post a story without blatantly flaunting your own?[/quote] I've let you do it.

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  • Oh for crying out loud Corbec, can you let one person post a story without blatantly flaunting your own? That's what the library is for, and people who actually do want to read this Forum fictions can check there.

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  • [url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=12908336]How will this do then?[/url]

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  • [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Colonel Corbec [url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=8299484]You[/url] [url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=8397250]want[/url] [url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=8788571]to[/url] [url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=10005920]read[/url] [url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=10575458]some[/url] [url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=11634099]stories[/url]? [/quote]I want the next one.

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  • [url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=8299484]You[/url] [url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=8397250]want[/url] [url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=8788571]to[/url] [url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=10005920]read[/url] [url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=10575458]some[/url] [url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=11634099]stories[/url]?

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  • HOORAH! thanks... i can't really think of the 7th chapter yet, but you can expect it. [Edited on 11.17.2007 7:14 AM PST]

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  • [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Sgt Riffle i can certainly put it back if you want it...[/quote] My concern was that you took it down because you thought that I was angry with you. I am not. You're welcome to post a story for inclusion in the Flood Library. That is up to you. Bumping the thread with the story, interrupting other discussions to mention/promote it, and so on... those are a separate issue and are related to the rules of this site. That prompted my intervention, nothing else. So, you can put it up, send a PM to the person who made the first post in the sticky (with a link to your thread containing your story) and let things progress normally. I have no desire (or reason) to interfere with that process. Entirely up to you.

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  • i can certainly put it back if you want it...

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  • I am confused. Why was the text taken down? I hope that my warning was not construed as a request/demand that the fiction be removed. Far from it. I was more concerned with how the work was being "promoted" and not the content of the story. Of course it is the decision of the OP to decide if they want their words in this thread or not. I just am concerned that I may have been unclear as to why I was making a warning. If the text is gone though, there is little reason for this thread to remain open.

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  • I give it a 4/10

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  • [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Sgt Riffle where the hell is everybody, on the toilet???[/quote] rofl i asked the same thing wen so few people went to my poll

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  • [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Recon Number 54 You are about to get this locked and yourself banned* for being a selfish and impatient jerk. I recommend that you stop, take a deep breath, and realize that this is not a chat room dedicated to your instant gratification. *Which would result in all of your posts being hidden. Kind of defeats your goal, doesn't it? Read the forum rules (conveniently linked in my sig) and try to be more familiar with the practices of the forum where you are attempting to promote your creative work.[/quote] yes sir!

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  • Fear the wrath of recon..........*Hides*

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  • You are about to get this locked and yourself banned* for being a selfish and impatient jerk. I recommend that you stop, take a deep breath, and realize that this is not a chat room dedicated to your instant gratification. *Which would result in all of your posts being hidden. Kind of defeats your goal, doesn't it? Read the forum rules (conveniently linked in my sig) and try to be more familiar with the practices of the forum where you are attempting to promote your creative work.

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  • where the hell is everybody, on the toilet???

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  • *terminated* [Edited on 11.17.2007 6:32 AM PST]

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  • Chapter 5: Steve I was next to my commanding officer, Eupa ‘Kazudee, and fell after killing a human. I threw a plasma grenade, and picked up another plasma rifle. I squeezed the triggers, bolt after bolt flying out between the 2 stabilizer crystals. Another human down, as I drew closer to becoming a Major Domo. Just before my plasma rifles overheated, I ducked behind a supply crate, dropped the plasma rifle in my right hand, took a grenade off of my belt, armed it, and threw it over the crate. It must have hit its mark, because a human was screaming in its strange language “Get it off, get i”- before he could finish screaming, it went off. Because the foolish humans were still in a hallway, I killed another 2. 8 more and I would not be denied the rank of Major Domo, for 2 reasons; 1 was because I was near the bridge, so they would have all of my kills recorded on surveillance feed, and 2, unedifying proof of fresh bullets in my armor and my commander dying, while I live. I grabbed my plasma rifle, and kept going down a corridor. As I was going down a hallway, I saw a grunt running, screaming “Demon! Demon!!! Lock the doors, lock the doors!” so I activated my temporary active camouflage. Then, vanquishing my doubts about a demon, one of them ran past, no noticing me. I snuck out of my hiding place Somehow, by pure chance; the grunt had lived, for I saw no dead body. I started running as silently as I could up behind the Demon. Oh no, my active camouflage is slipping away from my presence. Oh merciful gods let my active camouflage and silence stay with me for another few, precious moments The Demon started hitting the door. Over and over he did this, until he had almost made a hole. My active camouflage disappeared, but I was close enough. I let out a savage war cry, squeezing the triggers upon my plasma rifles. The demon let out a surprised cry, reaching for his gun on the floor. Too late, for now I meleed the Demon, and it fell to the ground. Raged gasps coming from it, it said “Kiss-my-“before it could finish its sentence, I shot it in the face, plasma wining. The door opened as I started doing this, the doors to the bridge opened. A Zealot elite, a gunner grunt and 4 jackals all saw me kill him. “A Demon slain by my hands!” I declared. Chapter 6: Easily getting in. 12 hours before Steve and the grunts predicament on The Refuge, Me, ghost, that one 7 year old kid and the girl I liked got captured. Well, now that I’m coming to, I’ll see what I remember. Searing pain, dead parents, killing an elite, pretty much losing an arm, and then being boarded by some huge ape thing, and once again being knocked out. That’s a lot… and I could’ve sworn I felt lips against mine after…ow, that needle really hurt! 30 minutes before this- “Ok, so now what? The coveenaunt, at least, that’s how I think its said, are coming, there are no marine forces in Omalius City, and all we have is an SMG that has 2 clips, an assault rifle we can’t even hold up, and a battle rifle that I can barley use except to kill a sleeping bird. No one will believe us, the only fast and safe way out of here is that Anitelles pell-i-can, and we couldn’t even convince that one kid who knows how to fly it for us, cuz it’s his families pelican!” “Well, for one, how do you know that one kid can fly it, and also, what about our parents!” I asked. “Well, they won’t believe us. And to tell you the truth, I’m sorry man.” “Why are you sorry?” I asked. “Cuz, my [b]real [/b] mom and dad are off hiding in a asteroid, saving up money so they can bring me there someday. And-and your parents are still here!” Ghost yelled. I comforted him by saying “It’s ok, really. I mean, for all we know, some people could come here before everyone dies, take us and those 2 kids away, and train us to be like, um…I don’t really know. Alls I’m sayin is they’ll be fine, and if they die and I live, I won’t ever forget it, but will move on.”. “Ho-how could yo-yo-you?” Ghost stuttered. “Remember how my grandpa died, how the covenant bombed his command post, how he saved your brothers life, and all that was left found of his was his dog tags, which your brother owns. I was only 4, and I cried and cried for a week. But now I’m over it, because I had met you, and we are still good friends. And so if I lost my parents, I would just have to make some new friends, or work really hard for some specific reason. I dunno.” After we had that all cleared up, we grabbed the SMG. As we were walking up the driveway, the 2 guards saw us. The walked up and said “Hey, kids, what are you doing here with a gun?”. “Well, we’ll happily put it down, swear an oath not to touch anything in your house, hurt anyone, or nothin’ else stupid. Besides (I was getting desperate now, but didn’t let it show) we wouldn’t think twice with you big, burly guards around. And even if we did, I’d be kissing my butt good-bye.” Apparently it worked, because they said “Hand over the gun, then swear that oath you were talking about.” Under their and our own ideas, Ghost and I said “We swear that upon our honor, small age, and the fact that you would maul us if we did anything, we will go into that house and only talk to the amazing family you 2 guard.” [Edited on 11.17.2007 6:53 AM PST]

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