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I can't tell you everything without spoiling it, but Lan Chorus is the name of the Elite, whom is JL's character.The Seraph jacking was labeled as classified because Alex knew they were on a tight schedule and explaining would just waste time. And by.'my friend split jaw' it is meant to mock the Elite for such foolish behavior.

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Here's the message I got from this topic: Step it up, stop complaining, and deal with it. I don't know about you guys, but that's what stood out to me the most.

So I accidentally screenshotted while playing Rayman Jungle Run and I'm pretty sure it turned out as a good outcome, better than most accidents...

Signing up for the story? Link is in my signature! ~Chapter 9: Lan Chorus~ Sarge screamed, “Paladin! You gotta use it now!” Paladin pulled out his equipment and activated the controls. The team was surrounded in a bubble shield. “Dumby! You're turn!” Dumby reached behind him and grabbed his equipment. He threw it at the Wraith. 3... 2... 1... Activated. The power drain crumbled all the Jackals gauntlets and the nearby Elites lost their shields. “That was a close one, good call Commander.” Bek smiled behind her helmet. The power drain wore out and self destructed just as the drop shield disappeared. “Well crap. Now, we're screwed.” Sarge sat down with his back against the wall. Jack spoke up, “Anybody else hear that noise?” Everyone listened. A huge explosion came from over where the Covenant Wraith was. “That's just the power drain I threw.” Dumby replied. Jack peeked over the barriers. “No... No, you're power drain blew up the Wraith! We got this! We can push forward!” Jack peeked around the corner and opened fire. “Jack! What are you doing? We need to take out those two snipers on the balcony.” Sarge scorned at him and pulled him back into cover. Two shots were fired. Everyone looked over to where they came from. “I guess we're allowed to open fire now?” Biggles reloaded his weapon. “Go ahead, just keep your eye on that plasma turret. I don't think it'll spare mercy to anyone.” Sarge tossed a grenade. Everyone opened fire. Biggles, Jack, and Bek all opened fire on the left flank. Dumby, Sarge, and Paladin opened fire on the right flank. Archangel and Fauz took the middle. “They're too strong.” Bek withdrew from the fight and reloaded. “There's gotta be something else we can do.” Fauz sat down and reloaded as well. “Uh... Guy's, we have an enemy Seraph coming towards us. I don't think there's anyway we can avoid fire.” The Seraph grew closer and closer at a slow pace. “Well everyone. Was good knowing you.” Dumby stood up and fired his weapon dry. The Seraph just reached the door entry. It fired. A couple of seconds later. “What the hell just happened?” Sarge stood up and commanded. He watched the Seraph crash into the balcony, where the plasma cannon was placed and blow up. “I think that Seraph may have been a rebel Covenant... Oh what do they call those again...” Bek stood there and tried to figure out the name. “Heretics?” Jack questioned. “Yes, those guys. Maybe he was a Heretic?” Bek responded to Sarge's question with a question. “No, something different. Look.” Sarge pointed over at the balcony. A human shaped figure was headed towards them. “What should we do Sarge? Hold ground until we can be sure of who that is? Or fire at will?” Paladin glanced over at Sarge, he held his rifle steady at the target. “Go ahead, fire. Your weapons won't hurt me.” The man said as he moved closer. Paladin shot at the man's chest. “Hold fire!” Sarge yanked the weapon out of Paladin's hands. The man walked up to them. Alex. “Oh, it's you. Glad to have you back Alex. Do you mind explaining the Seraph to me?” Alex looked at the Sergeant. “Classified.” Sarge rolled his eyes. “Whatever, let's get going. We have about and hour and thirty-seven minutes left. Let's not waste time.” They headed down the corridor the NAV system said to go. They rounded a corner when they noticed there were two Elite Spec Ops and an Elite Zealot standing alone. The Zealot was issuing an order at the Spec Ops, none of them could understand what was going on or being said, except for the occasional word 'demon' being mentioned. “Alright, I got this. Archangel and Fauz, follow me.” Sarge went invisible as well as the other two. He went over the local network, “Alright, light up your friend or foe tags. We need to make sure we know who is who.” “Sarge, no offense or anything, but I can see your weapon. I don't think it necessary.” Fauz bluntly replied. Sarge got a rush of anger there, but decided to not release it. Instead, he made a motion for Archangel to take out the Zealot when the others aren't aware. Sarge and Fauz go in front of the two Spec Ops. Archangel withdrew his knife making a scrape sound and jabbed it in the Zealot's neck. The two Spec Ops spun around, Sarge and Fauz jumped on their backs and stabbed them in their necks. The elites were dead. “Nice job.” Alex said as he walked around the corner. The team headed down the corridors towards the specified brig room. After awhile, they arrived at the entry way to the room. Sarge notified them, “Alright, our mission is almost complete with an hour and twenty-six minutes left. We need to do this now and get out of here as fast as we can. We'll hijack the nearest space phantom and return to the ship from there.” He opened the door Zen was asleep in the back cell. Sarge started to walk into the room. “Wait!” Alex yelled at Sarge to stop. A high-ranking Elite Field Marshall walked up to them from beside the door. Without any other choice, Alex ran at the Elite with full force and pushed him into one of the other door's in the room. It locked behind them. “Alex! No!” Bek felt her heart drop. She was tired of all this sadness and just wanted it to end. She dropped to her knees and removed her helmet. Biggles walked up to her. “It'll be alright, Bek. Alex knows what he's doing.” He laid a hand on her shoulder and crouched to eye level. “The door may be locked, but that's still no match for Alex, just remember that the Spartan Laser he has is capable of punching through doors twice as thick.” He stood up and resided among everyone else. Sarge quickly commanded, “Alright, everyone look for a way to get Zen out of here. We need to move, and fast. We're running out of time.” He stared at the door where Alex was. He hesitated then moved towards the control panel to search for a way to get Zen out and alive. ~Alex and the Elite~ “You will die one way or another!” Alex kept a steady hold on the trigger. The Elite dodged every bullet. “No. You will die like the rest of your race. Weak and undisciplined.” The Elite walked up and grabbed the gun and tossed it at the Repulsor engines. “Fool.” He picked up Alex and set him on his feet. “Now fight with honor.” The Elite handed him an Energy Sword. “Why should I?” Alex looked at him. “If you win, I'll fight for you. If you lose, I'll terminate your team and your ship!” The Elite stared at him. “Alright, sounds fair to me. I wouldn't mind fighting with my friend split-jaw.” Alex activated his sword. The Elite smiled, “It's actually Lan Chorus.” The Elite swung his sword. ~End of Chapter 9~ So what do you think? Is Zen really that important or do you think it was a trap? Let me know what you think below!

You all might think of BZ as, "Oh, he's just a Jedi. He's on our side." Well guess what!? Remember this guy?! LOOK WHAT HAPPENED! LOOK WHAT HAPPENED!

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Oh a new member. Hello. Pizza? Pizza delivery?

If you can come up with a clan I'll supply you a forums, that is if you want. It's your choice, just hit me up with a PM if you want to go further into this discussion.

Bacon, long time no see. Glad to see you're back into the Halo forging business. I'll give your map a download and see for myself. So far the map looks amazing.

I'd like to join this clan if you ever get it up and running. If you need any help, just try asking sone members on here. If not, I can try. I hope you find a clan first, if not, see paragraph above.

These chapters aren't just put together like that. Keep patience.

If you haven't signed up yet, the link is in my signature. Go ahead, give it a try! ~Chapter 8: Consign to Oblivion~ Sarge broke in over the network, “Alright, if we're going to make it to this Covenant Cruiser, we need to act like Covenant.” Sarge started shooting at a friendly longsword, he missed and shot down a Seraph that was right behind it. “I don't think that was acting like Covenant.” Bek said. “We might as well do it, it'll let the Covenant think we're undisciplined and let the UNSC know who we are.” Alex responded. “Undisciplined?” Sarge questioned. “Just go with the plan, the less you know the better it is for you to concentrate.” Alex started shooting at a Sabre and killed two space banshees. “Can you g..y's here me?” Someone interrupted into the network. “Yes we can, loud and clear.” Sarge responded. “Good, this is Moth I need to give you a few more details and navigation's so you can get there.” Moth was silent for a moment. None of the crew responded to Moth, so it was taken that they were all aware and ready for his instructions and descriptions. All that was heard were the shots of the Space Banshees dual cannons. Mostly by Sarge and Alex. “Alright, we picked up the name of the Covenant ship, it seems to be marked as Consign to Oblivion. Which we believe the name has no relation to the ship, but the Covenant must think of it as a cool word from the English language.” Moth stated, he moved pieces of paper around on the look for more information of the ship. Paladin replied to Moth, “So you're saying the Covenant have no idea what the ships name stands for, they just like the way it looks?” “Correct.” Moth established, “Oh, here I'm going to send you all the inside layout of the ship. It should be able to help you find Zen, although we really can't pinpoint a location. That will be your call on how to find him.” Moth started to look for more details on the ship. He found it. “You might need to know this, the ships shield door hangar is open, they're sending everything they got out at the UNSC. You should recognize it upon your destination.” There was an alarm going off in the background from Moth's side of the communications. “What's going on over there?” Sarge reacted to the noise. “It looks like we have a Covenant Destroyer on our hands. The Commander might be needing me, we have another ship in bound to us as well. The other one looks like a Covenant Corvette.” The Commander could be heard in the background, she ordered Moth to get off the Network and to assist in the battle against the Covenant. “Alright, Lord, the Commander needs me. Here, you're about 10 kilometers from the Cruiser you need to reach. Just head straight and make a turn left after about 2.67 kilometers. Alright I have to go.” Moth disappeared from the Network. “Well this just got a whole lot worse.” Fauz said. “Let's just get to the Covenant Cruiser, we know where to head now, so why not get there even faster?” Sarge suggested somewhat of an idea. “What do you mean, get there faster?” Archangel decided to speak up and ask. “Well, these banshees are built with a boost ability, correct?” Sarge asked the team. “Most combat banshees are. What are you suggesting?” Jack of Harts was confused about the overall idea of this. “We should boost our way there, before we get left behind. Less time lost, more ground covered.” Sarge stated. Sarge then turned on the boosters on his Banshee and took off at an incredible speed towards the Consign to Oblivion. The others followed him in succession. The battle got even more intense the closer they got to their objective. “Sarge. Get down!” Alex yelled over the network. Sarge looked up, a Covenant Super-Carrier was coming straight towards them. Sarge quickly reacted and evaded downwards. The Cruiser was about 50 km from the team. “Thanks Alex, saved a team there.” “No problem, as long as we can get this Zen person, we should do fine.” Alex conversed. “I think I can see the ship from here.” Archangel squinted his eyes to clarify. “Looks like it.” Alex told Archangel. “My travel meter says we have traveled 8.48 kilometers already, so it looks right.” “Okay, then lets move in.” Sarge turned off his boosts as he closed in on the Shield Door. Every vehicle meant for space combat was being dispatched. “I think this space combat just turned into a huge war.” “That's what ONI was saying back at base. They think the Covenant are declaring war on humanity.” Bek gave away this information. “Well then we're right in the middle of it.” Sarge landed his banshee along with the others inside the Covenant Hangar. An Elite General noticed the intruders inside the Banshee's. He ran over and hit the ship alarm. “You remember when you said the situation got worse, Fauz?” Sarge looked over at him. Fauz pulled out of his Space Banshee. “Yes I do, sir. May I ask why?” Sarge was speechless for a couple of seconds. He then put himself together, “Well I think it just got to its worst.” Jackals and Grunts stormed in through one door. A couple of hunters came in through another. Elites stood up on the balcony. “Lord team, hold a defensive position.” Sarge commanded. All of a sudden, drones poured in through the ceiling. The Covenant started heavy fire. “If these barriers give up, we're dead.” Biggles firmly held up against the barricade. “Where's Alex?” Sarge just noticed he never landed with the rest of them. “I thought I saw him land in here with the rest of us.” Dumby said as he threw a blind grenade. “I could have sworn he did.” At that precise moment, the Covenant managed to pull out a Wraith Tank from their vehicle stash. The team just laid against the barriers with melancholy spread over their faces. “This must have been just a suicide mission, a way for the Commander to get rid of us.” Paladin had tears rolling down his eyes. The wraith fired. ~End of Chapter 8~ Glad you all are starting to like the story quite a bit more. More details, more action, more in depth. So tell me, what do you think about what's happening next? Thank you for all the dedication to this story. I give you all my thanks.

For some weird reason, I feel like I have deja vu. I literally thought you were adjust MoM before, I guess you weren't. Nonetheless, amazing post. Really long, but it looks like it's worth it. Fyi, Delfino Airstrip was amazing.

There's a Chapter 6, ya know? ~Chapter 7: Tick Tock goes the Clock~ “Get your asses in here now!” The Commander was really impatient, this is very unusual for her. Something terrible must have happened. Sarge kept these thoughts to himself. “What is it Commander?” Alex rushed into the room first, Sarge and the others right behind him. Osiris was on the floor exhausted from the rush in. Doc went over to Osiris to lower his heart rate so he doesn't pass out. “Alright, today I need you all to do your very best. Well, everyone who is a Spartan and ODST that is.” The Commander narrowed her eyes at them. “Now, I want you all to know that a special Marine, who is one of our high valued crew members, has been kidnapped. Yes, an Elite was aboard the ship during the battle and was able to take him down and escape. We have no idea what this Elite looks like. Anyways, mission is this: You go to that Covenant Cruiser, get inside, and get that package. Do you hear me?” The Commander rose her voice to the height of authority. “Sir, yes sir!” Team Lord responded. Doc helped Osiris up on his feet. He was able to stand again thanks to Doc, good thing he was there at the time for him. “Alright, ODST's and Spartan's: You go down the hall to the landing bay. Everyone who is not: Go do whatever you feel like. This mission is highly risky and you only have four hours to do it before all the UNSC ships jump into slip-space and get the hell out of here.” The Commander sat down in her chair. She didn't look up, “Sarge. Get Zen out of there, and maybe I can get you a new recruit.” She started typing onto her NAVCOM. “You are dismissed.” She then completely ignored him. Sarge headed towards the landing bay, where the Spartan's were awaiting the ODST's to arrive. “Alright, so what are we taking?” Sarge was confused since the Commander had forgotten to mention that. “You will be taking these.” Moth said from behind. Everybody turned around. He started to chuckle, “Heh, don't worry. They're right over here.” Moth lead the part of the team over to the other side of the landing bay; where the Air Hangar was. He then pointed at the vehicles, “Alright boys and girls, these are your toys. Be careful on how you treat them, if you treat them poorly you ruin them. Oh, and also you might not want to engage anything. Don't return fire or anything. Just take the Space Banshees and board the Covenant Cruiser, and you should be fine getting through there.” The team started towards the banshees, when suddenly Moth called for them, “Oh hey wait, you guys might need this.” He ran up to Alex. “Here, this may prove useful. Just use it wisely, okay?” He handed Alex the Spartan Laser. “Alright, good luck fellows. You have three and a half hour left, prove yourself worthy. The Commander wants a show.” He smiled, then turned around and took off at a steady pace towards the Commander. The team boarded all the banshees, “I'm not so sure about this.” Paladin said with a slightly afraid tone. “I mean, we don't usually hijack vehicles from the enemy and use them to board them.” Alex stared at him for a couple seconds. “Oh well, a must is a must, I guess.” He and the others got into the Space Banshee's. “Alright, before you all leave, I want you to know something about the plan first.” Moth walked up to the platform everyone was at. “You all need to be careful, Preston Cole's Fleet and UNSC Warlord are engaging the Covenant ships, be careful so as to not get in the rain of fire out there. Beware of both Covenant and UNSC, for as both will not care if one ships is destroyed.” He turned around and started for the staircase down from the platform. “Oh, and good luck on your way there. You'll need it. Moth walked over the the station and opened the hangar door, “Alright everyone, you may leave.” A couple of Longsword's and Sabre's took off first, then Team Lord went next in their space banshees. Moth quickly shut the hangar door and proceeded to the operations room. Team Lord kept on their target. This was going to be a fun trip. ~End of Chapter 7~ This chapter was more of a scene starter than a Chapter, but you know you gotta have those explanations in there somewhere.

Congratulations Dumby! Not only do you survive an explosion and gain the ability to talk again, but you also became a mother in the process! Good job!

I have the Xbox 360 Silver Chrome Controller. (Only able to order online here) and I ordered squidgrip for it. Here, just look at it...

The character in the alternate dimension has been rumored to be Soap. I don't see how that would work out though, Soaps not that old in MW3.

It looks like you... Lost your MoM.

Banned for thinking he knows the law.

So I beached my hair and apparently I got the slim shady look. So I decided to buy the clothes he wears. Am I close?

I probably won't mention much until later on in the story, probably the Halo 4 era, so it makes sense.