[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Halifax Okay...so Locks is no longer on the Pelican.[/quote] ((Actually I have no idea where I am.))

"I'm not sure...there is something huge on the radar...bigger than this ship." Halifax switched to the main screen that showed them the ground below. What they saw was an enormous spider-like tank. "Holy...Zuranamee, Shishka...do you guys have any problems with me landing on that thing?"

Yes dieing from the threat of the flood aint any kind of living so let some lead out mariens you have to admit that the flood on halo 2 are soft as a bag of puss, dont u think. what? yes ok they are a bag of Puss.

"Halifax, any readings on where they are?"

Morris finally gives in to the fever caused by the infection in his leg wound and passes out.

Most of us are on the spider ship we hijacked from the battle of the plains. (Not part of story) The shadow lurches and knocks me down, disapearing once more behind thw wires. "I NEED HELP DOWN HERE!!!" I call up through the hatch; no one answers. My hands tremble, causing the pistols to clatter to the ground.

Okay...so Locks is no longer on the Pelican.

I almost hear King scream, when I was just in the storage room next door, rubbing my leg. I get up grab a heat sensor and a pistol. "I better check on King."

(Little do they know we are actually flying around trying to find them)

Your aboard the spider-ship with me, we have just left the control room, and are on the way to a dungeon in order to rescure Halifax and Zur. The darkness envelopes me, and I struggle for breath. "I hate this ship" I mutter to myself, tapping my flashlight as it slowly fades out. A shadow twitches and dissapears off to the side, causing my sense to perck up. I flip around and point the gun into the general area, hair standing up on end. "Who the hell are you!" The shadow moves behind me, gently brushing my back is it goes.

Little help here King, I have no idea where I am.

ITS T3H BACKXXORS!!!11!!one!11! sorry I guess it was that exciting. Morris laid on his back just outside of the cockpit. His leg felt worse and worse. It looked infected, badly. He started sweating and coughing up blood. He yelled for help and hoped that he wouldn't have to have an amputation.

Alright, I'm re-opening membership, just a trail run though. If anyone wishes to join the story, pm me and I'll give you a few tips. The spider launches into the air and flies through the storm. Lightning and thunder thrash across the blackness, and rain pelts agains the viewport mercilessly. "Keep it steady Erika!", I turn to the rest of the group," Something is down in the hold, and I'm going to check it out." I reach for a flash light and my shotgun, and disappear from the cockpit.

i like da flood.

((Maybe just maybe.)) The world was safe, Earth was safe, but Shishka was still alive, wounded, but alive. Nobody knew what would happen or when it will happen when Shishka would be healed and come to threat the world. It was all safe, and the next place Locks would head was to a little Retirement. They all had earned the rest. For now on, they would be known as, not heros. But as the Flood Fighters. ((Maybe a few DUN DUNs at the end, then that could be the ending.))

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Halifax [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Freelancer J Wow, never knew so many liked this story, I remember when it was just me, Night, Steel, Smalls, and King, barely hanging on, and well now......now everything is a mess and I can't get back into this story for some reason.........[/quote] ...Excuse me? I think you are forgetting someone...I don't know how you remember smalls and not me.[/quote] SO sorry there buddy......I KNEW I was missing someone.....*Bangs head against moniter HARD*

King revives it once more (We are almost through deciding) Out of the corridor rushes a black shadow, almost unnoticed through the rain. "What was that!" I point desperately through the viewport, trying to depict what I had just seen. "Erika, get us the hell off this pad!" The ship rumbles to life and quickly hovers above the control room, a mysterious thump hitting the bottom side as it rises.

*falls back into hole and screams for help*

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*kick a rock at Zuranamee

King takes the thread and leaves me behind in the pit. "HELP! King you idiot! Get me out!"

King pulls the thread up more (I'm just going to go on with the story until I can figure some things out). He joins the others in the cockpit of the ship, whispering in quiet tones as the rain patters over the metallic roof. "Something doesn't seem right....we haven't seen a sign of machines in the last half hour. And the lights have dimmed over in that corridor," I motion through the glass towards the opening across the platform. [Edited on 6/8/2005]

Zuranamee desprately tries to crawl out of the pit, screaming for Kings help.

Hmm, I have a therory that could tie these two in together. Give me another day... *King continues to stand under the spider machine, eyeying the darkened pillars supiciously*

(well, I don't want this to die. We could just continue it up until we get to the begining of #2)

((We don't have to kill Shishka, hes still alive in #2. So we could wind up the story. Unless you want 200 pages.))