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HALO: Dark Aftermath
Posted By: Nick Kang<digitai430@yahoo.com>
Date: 3 February 2004, 11:08 PM


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One year after the Master Chief's harrowing escape from Halo, UNSC forces were sent up to investigate the Burial Ground. Slowly, piece by piece, the Ruins were rebuilt, stuck back together by an extremely powerful adhesive. SPARTAN III's had been made on Earth, and they were being sent up with the Master Chief...


John 117, the Master Chief, looked out the window of the slowly orbitting UNSC cruiser Mystery. The ruins of Installation 04 were almost completely rebuilt. He recalled his adventures on the Ring, the discovery of the Flood, and the mission that had sent two hundred Marines to their death.
The 30 UNSC cruisers patrolling the inner perimeter slowly revolved around the Ring. After a few minutes of observing the slow reconctruction of 04, he became bored and traveled to the Sim room.

3 DAYS LATER


The Master Chief was uncomfortable in the small seats of the lifeboat as it accelerated toward the surface of the ring. 10 other Spartans, all of them SPARTAN III's, sat around him. Their mission was to secure the chasm that the control center was housed in and use it as a base. The ring had been completely rebuilt, and ready for Humans to be on it. The back window of the lifeboat showed snow-covered chasms with bridges connecting them thousands of feet into the air. He recognized the place. It was the series of chasms that held the Pulse Generators that he had neutralized a year ago. The metal tunnel that had housed two Hunters had caved in in the explosion of Halo. Boulders and rocks coated the area where they had broken off the canyon walls and fell to the ground.
The lifeboat braked and slowly settled to the ground. The back doors slid open and the Master Chief cautiously stepped out. It was quite possible that some of the Flood had survived the explosion if they had taken cover far enough underground. The rest of the SPARTANS came out and secrued the perimeter. It was time to drill through the tunnel that the Chief had traveled through. After a few lifeboats loaded with drilling equipment and Marines arrived, UNSC was ready to set up camp. Cutting torch-weilding Marines and giant drill vehicles quickly cut right through the pile of rocks. After that the Chief and three other SPARTANS made their way through the tunnel. Soon they reached the huge cavern with the pit in the middle that the Chief remebered. Both of the bridges across had been destroyed and large chunks were missing from the ceiling. Big pieces of thick steel were cut and measured to fit over the chasm. As soon as they were in place, the Chief ans his SPARTANS moved through. The place seemed eerily quiet, almost as if something was waiting...waiting to strike. They reached the end of the bridge and made sure nothing was waiting on the other side. The broken blast door on the other side was clogged by a large boulder. One of the SPARTANS shouldered a jackhammer rocket launcher and fired. The boulder was blown to pieces and the way was cleared. That was when they attacked. Plasma bolts ripped across the Chief's shields, as well as the shields of the other SPARTANS. They returned fie and cut down most of the enemies before the smoke cleared. By the time the air was clean, fifty Covenant Elites as well as a wall of Jackals, a few Grunts, and six Hunters waited on the other side of the broken door. The Hunters fired. The green blobs flew over the wall of Jackals and struck the SPARTANS. Their shields flared and drained to half. A quick chain of frag grenades thrown by the SPARTANS took care of most of the Jackals and the MA5B 7.62mm rounds tore into the crowd. Elites, Jackals, and Grunts fell from the fire. Bullets pinged and ricocheted off the Hunters' armor. The behemoths fired a second wave of green blobs at the small group of merciless SPARTANS. The Chief dodged a Fuel Rod blast and fired his pistol into the exposed midsection of one of the Hunters. The creature groaned and fell to the ground. The SPARTANS toting rocket launchers fired into the remaining aliens. The five Hunters as well as the two survivng Elites flew into the air where they fell onto the ground to be treated to an ever-peaceful sleep. It seemed the Covenant had beaten them to Halo. Taking the Control Center was going to be tougher than they thought.

Stay tuned next time for Ch. 2.





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