HALO3P1
Date: 2 March 2005, 8:15 PM
(Just a small side note here. The reason I wrote this was because I had to do this story with a whole lot of vivid adjectives, so if you're wondering why it's a little bit odd in that way. The stories in the future will be much better presented in this regard, as I have read the halo books and will attempt to write more like Eric Nyland. Thanks for actually reading this, provided you're actually reading this...)
Silent as a mouse, Masterchief made his way towards the loading bay exit. As soon as that door opened, all hell would break loose. He lifted his SMG with his right hand and brought the plasma pistol in the other hand and got ready. Bing! The grey Forerunner door opened with a sound similar to the covenant door, but there were no guards. MC stood up against one side of the doorframe... No enemies that direction. With all the reflexes of a Spartan-II he spun around and faced the other way. No covies there either. That would soon change. Fast as a tiger he ran towards the left of the exit. This ship was already at Earth, and the giant orbital MAC guns couldn't take this ship out since it had the very last super-soldier Spartan. That meant he had to take over this ship, and no brute, hunter or covie prophet would stop him.
After running for about 10 seconds, MC had reached a set of doors, one to his right and left while the corridor continued on in the same direction for what seamed like an eternity. He stood up against the wall, just a little way from the door to the right of the way he came. One, two, three! Masterchief rolled like a James Bond wanna-be and stopped at the middle of the door... Bing! Weapons ready, the doors slid appart. "Wart wart!?!" A plasma pistol overcharge shot flew out from the doorway and struck the elite in the chest. The shields fizzled and went out, as Masterchief sent a spray of bullets through the elites body. MC leapt to his feet and ran around the frame of the entrance as several grunts began running around in a panic. Another overcharge pistol shot took out a grunt heading for a far door as MC then sent out a second spray of SMG bullets. Darnit! SMG out of ammo. MC threw down the pistol and grabbed the dead elite's plasma rifle while he reloaded the SMG with his spare hand. A grunt snorted as he stopped running and noticed Masterchief wasn't shooting anymore. With all the stupidity that a grunt naturally has he ran out from his hiding place behind several storage containers. A single plasma rifle shot ended his life.
The SMG was now loaded, MC continued to run to the left staying in the shadow cast by the walkways above and the stacked cargo crates. There was an enormous door that no doubt was the way to this ship's control room. The other grunts fortunately were still running around, which gave MC the chance to save ammo and time. He leapt forward at top speed, topping 80km/h as each mighty thrust of his foot left a hole where his he had stepped. 50 feet, 40 feet, 30 feet... Only a little farther. BAM! A grunt had stopped running and taken an overcharge shot at MC with his pistol, but a short burst from MC's new plasma rifle ended that half-threat. BING BING! The giant 40 foot tall doors began to slide appart, light as bright as the sun filled the room as the grunts yelped and covered their eyes as they ran away from the incredible brightness. Masterchief's visor instantly shaded to protect him from the brilliance, but it was too much, he turned away and shielded the front of his helmet with his left arm. The metal slabs came to a halt, and the light began to darken, this was not his idea of the control room. MC's visor re-adjusted to the darker room. Then suddenly, a gargled cry came from beyond the still quite bright light, MC readied his weapons. "The Demon has come!" The demon indeed...
He lifted his plasma rifle and SMG and quickly scanned the area for targets. It was an enormous circular room with many control panels all around. There was a raised platform in the middle, with a prophet and nearly 30 brute guards around him. "Kill the demon..." From both sides of the gigantic door came 4 hunters, 2 from each side. A squeaky voice came from somewhere behind MC... "Can, can I have his helmet?"
Halo3: The Starting of the End
Date: 9 May 2006, 11:14 pm
Chapter 0
The cliff was about a 200ft drop. I looked up then down, then up again. Banshees flying overhead. I dove for cover. Good they didn't see me. I got up again then peered ahead. Some sort of "machine" was rising out from the earth itself. A large storm cloud was overhead. Soon a bright blue light shot up from the "machine".
A voice. It sounded familiar....it was Cortana. Her body flickered. She was trying to tell me something but I couldn't make it out.
A flash of light...and everything was gone.
Part 1
I woke up.
"Cheif...cheif wake up." It was Sgt.Johnson. I shook my head trying to get back to reality. "Cheif my men and I just got a signal from the east. It might be another group of civilians or marines. I think we should start heading over there as soon as we can."
" That sounds like a plan." I said picking myself up from the metal floor of the Pelican.
The Earth...only a few parts are untouched by the Covenant. I've seen cities destroyed. Women and children burned to ashes. I don't knwo whats ahead...but I'm going to find out soon enough.
The flash of Cortana...it happened again. I thought at first it was my mind playing tricks on me. Or was this real...my head it started to hurt like crazy. I took my hands and presses them to my temples. The pain. It stopped.
" John you ok?" Johnson asked. I gave him a nod. I picked up my helmet from the floor. It made a snaping noise as it locked into place. Everything looked clear to me now.
A Warhog pulled up infront of the Pelicans door.
" Lets move out."
***
The hogs wheels kicked up dust throwing it at the other hog in back of us. We where a strong group, 40 men,10 Warhogs. The man in back searched the sky for any movement. I looked up and zoomed in by 10x. I couldn't see anything. No birds, no clouds, no nothing. The area around us that was once Africa was totally destroyed. No animals to roam the jungles. No people to flock the streets. It was all to much...it was all to fast. Many thought the Covenant might come eventually. They thought we would be ready. But we weren't.
" Cheif we got a lock on the signal." Said a marine in the front right seat. Now we new exactly where the signal was from. " It looks like its a small village. My stats show the place consisted of at least 400 civilians and a small marine base located outside of the village. Who knows there might be more." Within a few seconds the marine in the seat transmitted the information to the other Warhog through his Marine Navigation System also known as MNS. One of the many new peices of equipment that the UNSC had to offer.
A noise. The machine-gunner unloaded his rounds from the12.7mm. A Banshee was overhead.
Wait this didn't seem right. Why would there be just one Banshee. Was it a Seeker. Damn. If it was we where in trouble.
" We got to shoot that bastard down, it's a Seeker!" I braked over my HUD to the M12G1 Warhog LAAV. Within seconds the marine in the gunners seat shot a ear-peircing round into the sky. It took out the Banshees left wing and started to go down. The body went up into flames as it decended to its doom. The pilot tried to keep it leveled but couldn't. It crashed and exploded. A large orange burst of flame came up. Soon black smoke covered. We kept our course.
Hours passed. We where coming up to the village soon. Just then no one spoke.
Body upon body of people killed everywhere. Blood stained the ground. Torso's where ripped from there bodies. Peoples faces covered in terror. Now I didn't know if we should move on. The people of the village might of of met the same fait. We stopped out hogs. It was apart of the Marines Code to do so. We werent finding anything yet. Then I saw it. A Marine. If his helmet was still in tact we might be able to see what exactly happened here. I first searched for his dog tags. I looked closely at the name written. It said Harris Dre-. The rest of the name was to beaten up for me to read the rest. Harris's helmet was not on him. I looked around near him. I found it. It was covered under some sand. I picked it up. It still seemed in good tact so I opened up the hatch in the back of helmet. I took out the chip. and placed it in the back of mine. The screen came up.........
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