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  1. Fight in an elimination style 1v1 game against your fellow peers! The game will go down like a normal tournament, brackets, winners, losers, laughs, cries, etc. You will be fighting for bragging rights and the chance to call yourself a powerhouse in the world of Halo. If you wish to signup for the next series on the loser bracket, just go here: http://www.343industries.org/forum/topic/41042-yoshi-and-fishys-tourney/?p=369701 The match will be held on a map named Scirmmage, created by Sikslik7 and edited by me. Which everyone can see here: Everyone will start with a BR and 1x Frag. This is to ensure no frag spam, and the BR is to be used efficiently for a fast smooth game. Contestants will play 3 rounds, giving it a fair match. Best 2 out of 3. Each round will consist of 15 kills on a 6 minute timer. If you do not reach the target score, the win will be counted towards the player with the most score. At the end of the match the contestants will go into theater and save that game and load it to their fileshare to be watched by Yoshi1776 and I to make sure that the person claiming to be winner is actually winner or vice versa. Both players must do as such. *If no clip is given after the match the match will not count. *Both parties must agree on a day and time to do their match. *You have four days to complete your next match unless otherwise cleared by Yoshi1176 or myself. *Players who do not show up in the scheduled time will be put down as DNF. *DNF’s will be placed in the loser's bracket. *If you cannot make it, you both need to send a PM to Yoshi1176 and I claiming that you can’t do it. We will then let you decide if one of you (or both) want to be put down as DNF or reschedule a further date. Now, remember. This will be played on Halo: MCC The map and gametype is in my fileshare. To do this you will need to: Launch Halo: The Master Chief Collection > Go to the Main Menu Screen > Press ‘X’ to open the roster > Press ‘A’ on [Your Gamertag] > Press ‘A’ on Find Player > Enter the Gamertag “L Fishy L” > Go to Map Variants > Select “Scrimmage” > Press ‘B’ > Go to Game Types > Select “1v1” After that, you are good to go. Oh, and winner... Remember your reward is a copy of Halo 5: Guardians. If you do not wish to have it, let us know. We will have it put in the Christmas tree. Contestants. Your first match begins on July 18th 2015. You have until July 21st to complete this. Good luck. Round 1: (Note: All of these were placed and decided by RNG) Azaxx vs Tony Stark (Substituted by Hayley Kenway) Sikslik7 vs GermanShepherdD PlasmaCasterNotARealBow vs Self Destruct Drizzy_Dan vs ShadowFiend216
  2. As most of you may know, Yoshi and I have been making forge maps for the Community, and hosting them on my file share. The first attempt we tried was Scrimmage. Which was actually finished by SikSlik, but the concept was by myself. Featuring 1v1 style combat, that could fit in a 2v2 respectfully. Next up was Salient, a concept by me and created by me. Featuring a 2v2 style combat map, that could fit a 4v4 respectfully. As you can see, those had some good pull through. Not the best, but not the worst. What Yoshi and I are trying to do is create more concepts, and apply them into forge. To create some competitive style maps for everyone to play on and enjoy. Well first up on our list, we have a map that will be named: Terrace The map is basic style combat, idea was based off of a Halo: Reach map. A name I can't think of, but was a community forged map that was premiered in Team Slayer. Next up we have a map called: Viaduct. The map design is simple, and it's pretty colorful and visible. While at the same time proving protection and symmetrical combat. Next up we have a map called: Polyandrium. Another symmetrical map concept, that provides plenty of fire, and small vehicle combat. This will be one of the larger scale maps. 12-16 player size, to be exact. This one will take longer, but hopefully more enjoyable to play. Next up after that we have: Foyer. I know what you're thinking, and the answer is yes. We are making another map that is not symmetrical. Terrace isn't the only one. That's because we want to provide maps with mysteries wherever they go, as well give off a mysterious aura. We like the concept of this map for the open areas, as well as the amount of coverage. Allowing players to travel at their own risk, kind of like a Halo 3 Citadel feeling when you're out in the open. Last but not least, we will attempt to remake the H:CE famous map: Chiron Tl-34. This one will be easier to attempt and such, but we're not putting this as a priority map. This is more of a lax, sit down and have fun map. Although settings are different, we are hoping we can give the full feeling of the original map. Minus the flamethrower, of course. We hope you all look forward to our future creations! You are welcome to help if you wish! However, we do not tolerate players who are intentionally destructing the map. You will be kicked from the lobby if such a thing happens.
  3. ~Chapter 15: Touchdown~ Caelin and Frank approached the landing zone, where a crashed Longsword laid broken in the sand. Black smoke trailed off from behind and into the sky. Ash noticed blood stain in the sand, as well as a trooper who laid over on a dune. Passed out. Caelin landed the Pelican first. The thrusters stirred the sand up and paved out a nice area to land on. Frank followed up and landed the Falcon a few hundred feet away from the Pelican. However, he stayed inside the Falcon. As well as Magnus and Runner stayed on their turrets. Ash, Junior, and Michael exited the Pelican and headed over to the soldier, he didn’t appear wounded but he was unconscious. Ash and Junior picked him up and carried him back to the Pelican. Michael took point, just in case of any threats that hid in the crashed Longsword. Ash and Junior set Jackson in one of the Pelican’s seats. Junior took over and began to do his best. Hopefully Jackson would recover and wake up. “He has a pulse, but I don’t know for how long.” Junior said as he cleaned up an infectious wound on his left cheek. Appeared to be a cut from a Brute spiker. Ash sat there and watched as Junior cleaned him, everyone else was on the lookout for enemy movement. So-far, there was none. “Any idea where the others are?” Junior asked Ash without looking over as he continued to clean up Jackson’s wounds. “No, but one of them must have been killed or even ate by the Brutes. With all that blood out there, I’m guessing they were ate. The third one? No clue, I’m as clueless as you are. Maybe Jackson will know when he wakes up.” Ash responded to Junior, with a little worrisome in her voice. She cared for these guys as much as they all did. They were like family to her, since she had none left. They were all killed by insurrectionists. Her desire to find those Innies and kill them, was unbelievable. She couldn’t do it yet, not now when her friend’s were missing and they were trying to find the murderer who lead them through all of this. Ash heard a cough, she looked over. Jackson was awake, he had troubles with having them keep open. Dehydration nonetheless. She watched as Junior gave him some water, not too much. He was going to ease him on little by little. Jackson breathed with relief, “Thanks Junior, I thought I was done for.” Jackson coughed after that, must have been because of the water. “No problem sir, we came to find you after all. UNSC Warlord and the others are out of orbit. However we’re expecting them to hopefully be back in three to four days.” Junior responded as he put his supplies away. “They took Archangel.” Jackson said. “Who did?” Ash jumped quickly with her question, concerned. That also means Dexter was the one who was killed, and if they didn’t take him. Then that must have meant he was ate. “The Brutes. An Elite was going to kill him, but they decided against it and used him as bait for the Brutes. All I know is they called the one Verite. He’s next in command with Lan Chorus, except he wasn’t here. Only Verite was, but he was soon to flee. His Banshees were nearly two hundred meters away.” Jackson said, he paused to take a deep breath. “So if the Brute’s took Archangel, would that have meant they could have taken Joseph as well?” Ash questioned. “We need to find them.” “I watched the Brutes eat Dexter. It was a horrible sight, and I watched them take Archangel. If what you think is true about Joseph, then that can only mean one thing. They are baiting us into coming to rescue them. To take us all in.” Jackson stated, this was only just his theory. He didn’t really know. He was too exhausted to remember. “If that’s true, we have to save them. We need them. We have nothing else to do, we’re stranded. We all might die here, even the troopers at the LZ camp. We’re short on food. Our time isn’t long, it’s already been almost two days since we’ve been here.” Ash said. “Well we can go get them, but just be careful. They do have Vampire’s. Probably not very many overall, but they brought four of them here when the Chieftain arrived. I suppose this Chieftain is the Brute tribe leader of all the Brutes in the area. We have to be careful if we want to do this. Now tell me, what do we have that we can use against the Brutes back at the camp?” Jackson asked, thinking about a plan. “We have everything we would need. Combat wise, that is.” Ash told him. “Is there a Mammoth and heavy vehicles we could use?” Jackson started to put his plan together. “Yes, but only one. There are a few Scorpions. No more than five in total though.” Ash said. The Falcon’s turrets shot for about five seconds outside before they went silent again. They listened as two banshee’s rammed into the ground and exploded. “As I was saying before we were interrupted, UNSC Warlord was forced to leave so they sent down as much as they could before they left. Which was almost nothing. Surviving fighters fled here. Surprisingly, none were chased by Lan Chorus’s troops. Those who didn’t flee, died.” Ash said. “Well in that case, we got a small military. Enough to take back our troops. We’ll need all the air support we can get, but that Mammoth will be our one way ticket to giving the final push. The MAC gun and the rocket turrets will support us against any aerial vehicle as well as take out any Vampires that come after our Falcon or any other air support we need.” Jackson said, his plan sounded pretty good to everyone. “I can probably talk a few of the others into helping out.” Caelin said. “And who are you?” Jackson said, not knowing about the new pilot that joined their team. “My name is Caelin, and this is my Pelican you are sitting in.” Caelin said, a smile on her face. “Well Caelin, hopefully you can do your best. We’ll need you.” Jackson said. He stood up and waved at Frank to get his Falcon back and up into the air. “Good, I sure hope we can as well.” Caelin said. “Anything you need at the moment?” “Yes, take us back to the camp.” Jackson said. He stood up and walked towards the back of the door and stopped at the edge. “Alrighty sir. Will do.” Caelin said, she headed up and started the thrusters. “Jackson, I like what you’re doing but I don’t know how this is going to workout for us. We’re going to lose some of our friends.” Ash told him, she stood beside him on the edge. Looking at him through her visor. “Don’t worry, I have it all planned out.” Jackson said. He pulled down the machine gun turret and destroyed a Ghost that was headed their way, probably a scout. “Sure, whatever you say.” Ash said, then walked into the cockpit. Caelin had the Pelican up in the air, she punched the thrusters. Frank followed up. ~End of Chapter 15~
  4. ~Chapter 14: Chieftain~ “We’re not far from the crash site, it seems we have about seven kilometers.” Caelin said, she was focused on both the distance and the sky. The desert seemed so vast and felt like it would never end. It was incredibly beautiful, yet it felt so empty at the same time. Caelin heard Ash yell, “Defensive procedures, use whatever you can!” then she started to hear what was going on on the outside of the Pelican. The Falcon’s nose gun was being heard, with its loud three shots. The machine gun turrets had opened fire. She looked to her side. Three phantoms and seven banshees were on to them. All full of big hairy monkeys. “You have go to be kidding me right now.” Caelin activated the Pelican’s weapons. Two heavy machine gun turrets swung down in the back, and a missile pod launcher lowered down in between them. The nose gun opened out of its canopy and mounted itself on the nose, exposed. “Ash, get up here and take point.” “Will do.” Ash walked over and took the nose gun. While Zeff and Michael took the machine gun turrets, and Joseph was on the missile pod. “Suppressive fire, suppressive fire!” Joseph yelled at the marines and Junior. Who were all stuck with DMR’s. Junior watched Frank, Magnus, and Runner got caught behind. Engaged with six banshees. More of them en route. They appeared to be stripped of their fuel rod cannons. However, their twin cannons were still effective. “Ash, your friends are falling behind. If we do not help them, they will die. The falcons chances of winning are 80%, but do you want to take those chances?” Caelin asked her, she kept the pelican focused on the objective. Ash was in despair over what Caelin just said. “Caelin...” Ash knew she was going to have to add a few extra minutes to the clock. She didn’t want to take any chances. “Turn around and lets help them out.” Ash said. Caelin turned the Pelican around. Ash engaged the phantoms with the forward nose turret. She destroyed two of the phantoms almost instantly. Caelin smiled at her. The brutes weren’t putting up with any of this. Choppers and Prowlers were headed towards them on the ground. Cannons blazed and fired at the pelican, while the pelican took out the banshee’s. “Let’s go Frank, we need to get out of here. Anymore time and everything’s lost.” Ash said. “Got it.” Frank pushed on the thrusters and flew above the pelican, which moved back towards the route of the objective. Michael and Zeff engaged the ground forces. Which put up a really good fight on this desert terrain. One of the choppers seemed to be going off route towards the pelican. Most likely retreating. “Should we engage it Zeff?” Michael asked. “No, it appears to be retreating. Leave it for now. It’ll tell its friends to fear us.” Zeff said, completely unaware of how the Brute’s worked. “Alrighty.” Michael said. He engaged a couple banshee’s and more prowler’s. Even some ghosts that showed up. “Sir, we have a problem.” Junior told Ash. “What is it?” Ash asked him. “Well you see, there’s a lich right behind us, and well you see. Our machine guns aren’t capable of breaching the shields on their own. Plus, we have no idea what these Brutes plan on doing.” Junior said. “Understood.” Ash said. “Joseph, come up here.” Joseph walked through the entryway, “Yes mam?” “We need you on the cannon.” Ash said. “Yes mam.” Joseph said. He reached over and climbed up the ladder to the controls. He took the controls and activated the cannon. “Alright Ash, I’m ready.” “Good, I need you to help Zeff and Michael with that Lich. They need all the firepower they can get.” Ash said. Banshees and Phantoms swarmed at them from the front. Joseph turned the cannon around and fired at the Lich. A Scorpion-like shell fired at the Lich, and was absorbed in the shields. He fired a few more. All which did the same thing. “Ash, I’m going to need some assistance.” he asked. Firing another shell, which did the same thing. “I’m sorry, I can’t at the moment. We’re dead if I have to stop what I’m doing.” Ash said. Everything got closer and closer. She fired up the laser cannon and wiped out as much Banshees she could in a single charge. Joseph fired at the Lich again. The shields went down. “Michael and Zeff. We’re good to go. Destroy this thing.” “You got it!” Zeff said. They both engaged the infantry, some of them ran for the plasma turrets, but were killed before hand. “Watch out you guys, this area seems to have a few desert mountains.” Caelin said. She watched where she flew. Wasn’t too bad of an area, not many mountains. It was just better to be safe than sorry. “Caelin, this is a Brute stronghold. We’re taking fire from Spikers and Maulers from down below.” One of the marines said. Junior looked at the soldier. Where have I seen this man before? His face looked familiar... “Watch out!” Caelin yelled. The Brute Chopper returned on the mountain. Headed straight towards the Pelican. Michael engaged the Chopper, but it kept coming. At last, the Chopper applied its boost and flew straight at Michael’s cannon on the side of the Pelican. “Oh you have got to be kidding me.” Michael disengaged the turret. Which was too late on his part. The Chopper slammed right into the turret, and destroyed it to pieces. The collision was enough to throw Michael out of the bay of the Pelican. Luckily he grabbed ahold of the center piece between the two thrusters on the tail. “Michael, whatever you do. Do not let go.” Junior said. “I’m going to try my best to see if there’s anything we can do to get you, and fast before that Lich takes you down.” Junior looked into the bay to see what he could find. Zeff destroyed the Chopper that almost killed Michael. “Don’t worry Michael, I got your back on this.” Zeff fired as fast as he could and as much as he could at the Lich before he noticed something. It was the power core. Zeff engaged the power core, almost instantly destroying it before Joseph saw it and took the credit for the destruction of the Lich. The Lich swirled around in circles, just barely missing the Pelican. “Michael we’re coming to get you, stay put!” Joseph said. He left the cannon’s seat and headed on the roof of the Pelican. It was too late. Two Brutes were already up there after him. “Michael! Don’t let go!” Junior yelled. He fired his magnum at one of the Brutes who were equipped with a Beam Rifle. Headshot, just enough to kill him. “Don’t you even dare.” Joseph said. He slammed into one of the Brutes, throwing him off to his death. Joseph pulled up his DMR and fired everything he had into the Brute. He reached his hand down and pulled Michael up. “Thanks, you saved me. I really thought I was going to die so quickly and suddenly like everyone else has before me. Thank you, I appreciate it.” Michael said. “For an ODST, you did pretty good. I owe you one.” Michael and Joseph headed back to the inside of the Pelican. Ash spoke to them, “Hey, get down here. We’re literally three kilometers away from the destination.” “Roger that, we’re coming.” Joseph said, he looked at Michael. “Why don’t we get you down there and have Junior look at you. What do you say?” “Sounds good to me.” Michael headed down first. “That’s good. Didn’t wanna lose someone valuable on this team.” Joseph said, he headed down the ladder, but something stopped him. He was moving away from the ladder now, he saw Michael’s head pop up with his Sniper Rifle in hand. He fired it right above Joseph. Who realized what was going on now. He completely disregarded his surroundings. They were still engaged with Brute forces. Joseph watched the Pelican fly away as the dead Brute that grabbed him weighed him down to his death. “Sometimes we save each other, sometimes we don’t.” Joseph hit the ground. He didn’t die, but he did have a Brute on top of him. He watched as Brutes all surrounded him, and their Chieftain approached him. He roared incredibly loud and swung his hammer. ~End of Chapter 14~
  5. Join myself and other stars of the community for an action packed evening of customs. You will be pitted against the very best of the forum in this adrenaline filled night in only the best customs maps and game types currently at our disposal. If you are planning on joining just send me a message for an invite to the lobby at the start time. GT: L Fishy L Bring your own customs and maps because they may be played! Date: Friday July 3rd 2015 Time: 9pm EST (6pm PST) Place: The Master Chief Collection Any questions message me! If you know for sure you can attend sign up below. If not do not post here as it promotes spam. If you want to come but cannot guarantee your attendance message me the day of the event and if there is room you can join then. Take note that EK's Heretic Event takes place the same day at 3pm EST, so this event will happen later and his event would hopefully be done by then. If not, this one will be pushed back. Attendees: 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. ...
  6. So this map was simple, something I made way back on Halo Reach when the game first came out. So around 2010, is when I first had the idea. Well, here recently. I though I might recreate the map, and give it some of the newer specs of what forge has in mind for us. Which is exactly what I did. The map setup and structure is the same, nothing new has been added. However, there is no Spartan Lasers of course. Anyways, I'm going to start off from the first chamber. All the way to the last chamber. The map is setup on a timer. Each chamber the survivors have to defend themselves, until a gravity lift spawns and they are able to head to the next chamber. Each player has random weapons, while the Alpha Zombie has 2000% Resistance but 25% speed. The Alpha Zombie is the only one with an Infected Sword. Which increases lunge range. Standard Infected have Energy Swords. Chamber 1, your spawn chamber. From here you can see heavy resistance. Barricades and shield door. You can also see the teleporter, and no gravity lift. This is the initial start of the game. The 1st chamber features close quarter guns. Plasma Rifles and Assault Rifles, that's about it. The Gravity Lift will spawn in, and you can continue forward. However, in the H2A version of this game; a yellow light will also appear to indicate the grav lift spawn. Chamber 2. As you can see, all there is is just Jersey Barricades, short. With Covenant Carbines and Battle Rifles on them. Which come in handy when you need them. Chamber 3. Now, this is where things start to get different. As you can see, there's a One-Way Shield door in the way. So once you're through, your through. Good for camping, unless a zombie decides to find you. Also, take note that this is known as the grenade chamber. There's a pile of 64 grenades on the floor. 32 frag, 32 plasma. Up for takes, if you need them. However, they're extremely close to the One-Way Shield. So be careful if you want to spam. Also, this chambers gravity lift has transformed into a UNSC man cannon. Chamber 4. Known as the precision chamber. If you look along the wall, you can see there's Beam Rifles and Sniper Rifles. As well as Shields to protect the flood when needed. Good for swarming the enemies. However, the flood/infected would be wise to not let the enemies get this far. The gravity lift in this room is now a Vehicle Gravity Lift, since the teleporter is located on the ceiling. Chamber 5. The survivor stronghold. There's a Machine Gun Turret Fixed, Machine Gun Turret Detachable, a Plasma Turret, and a Gauss Turret. As well as Rocket Launchers and Fuel Rod Guns underneath the stairs. This chamber is where survivors can stand together to overcome the enemy. That is, if there's enough of them left alive. Which the infected would be insane to let such a thing happen. There is a teleporter that spawns in here as well, but requires you to run all the way back to the entrance of the chamber, which is suicide. However, a green light indicates the spawn in this version. Starting in chamber 3, all teleporters have been modified from the original version. The teleporters are now floating in the air. And a forerunner gravity lift is right in the entrance. This gravity lift picks up any of its surroundings, and then pushes them forward. Like a vent, sort of. This is to prevent assassinations. If you decide to go through the teleporter in Chamber 5, which takes you to the Infected Spawn Area. So you might wanna get out of their quick. This teleporter is also connected to the Initial Floods (Alpha) spawn. Which is located off the map, and once left. You can never return. It's much more of a slow down for survivors to get a chance. Unless they want to become infected. Also, notice the man cannon spawn. There is a total of 3 of these on the map. Each of them aren't initially spawned, but they start to appear after survivors reach chamber 4. They all spawn when the survivors are at chamber 5. These man cannons are just to help the Alpha Infected reach the survivors faster. Anyways, that's about it. The files are on my fileshare. My GT is L Fishy L. Enjoy! If you don't know how to do the search system yet. Here's how: Launch MCC > Open Roster By Pressing "X" > Click On Your Name > Select Find Player > Enter Gamertag.
  7. ~Chapter 13: Squeaky Chew Toys~ Ash, Zeff, Runner, and Junior landed down their longsword. Frank, Magnus, Joseph, and Michael landed nearby. Ash reared the Longsword so they were back to back. “Alright, we’re going to open the hatch door. Joseph, send someone down your Longsword to do an all clear, we’ll do the same. Alright? Good.” Ash said over the ship communications. “Roger that Ash, I’m sending down Magnus. On you.” Joseph replied back. “Alrighty, Runner is at the door. Opening the hatch now.” Ash said. Runner, rifle in hand, watched for anything suspicious as the hatch opened. She saw Magnus doing the same. Wherever they looked, their weapon was there. Runner saw something move over on the right. Magnus was already there. Looking. Runner made her way to the side as well, one eye watching her back just in case. “You guy’s see anything out there? We have friendly troops landing. Pelicans, Longswords, and Falcons. One of them is on the ships left side.” Ash said over the headset. “Yes, we’re all good. Didn’t see anything unusual.” Runner lowered her Carbine and took turned off the headset. “Glad that’s all settled.” Runner turned around to head up the ramp. Something jumped on her and slammed her to the ground, it was some sort of bird like creature. It had a plasma pistol, aimed at her face. “God damn it!” Runner yelled, she tried to push the bird off. It fought back, and overcharged the plasma pistol. A single shot was heard. The bird creature fell on top of Runner, who shoved it off her. She looked up to see who it was. Magnus just nodded his head and returned up inside his ship with his team. “What was that?” Runner said to herself. It looked like a jackal, but it wasn’t. She returned up the ship as well. “Runner, we clear?” Ash asked. “Yes, there was a jackal of some sort but it’s gone now. Didn’t see anything else.” Runner said. “Hm.” Was all Ash said. She motioned for Zeff and Junior to stock up and resupply for just in case measures. She asked Joseph and the others on his Longsword to do so as well. “Wait a second you guys.” Ash said after a long moment of readying up. “Where’s Archangel, Dexter, and Jackson? They haven’t landed with us, for certain. I remember their Longsword being on fire. Do you think they might have made it?” Ash was worried a bit. “One second Ash, I’ll get on it for you.” Frank said. They boarded from the other ship, partying up. “Alright, give me just a moment. I should be able to ping their Longsword, distress beacon or not. I’m just looking for one out of commision but still with power.” Frank said, he pulled up their Longsword. It was listed as ‘Destroyed.’ “What... I can’t believe it...” Frank said. “I’m sorry you guys. I tried.” “Well, there’s still hope. Let’s do a search and rescue party.” Ash suggested. She was looking for a vote of hands in agreement. “Or at least a search party.” Junior said. His voice dark and cold. “Not now, Junior.” Ash said, then turned over, “Frank, you think you can get those troopers to let us borrow one of their pelicans?” “Only if they can come with.” Frank stated. “This is a new place, new area. They’re vulnerable here. They’ll want to be safe. Seeing as your Spartans and ODST’s, they’ll think they’re safe.” Frank looked at Junior. “This is the only option we have them.” “Or, we shoot them and take the bloody Pelican. I don’t know about you, but I don’t want extra luggage. I don’t have enough body bags for all of them, nor do I have the supplies.” Junior said, in retaliation. “Junior stop. We’re doing this. There’ll be no more than 5, I’m sure of it. Now let’s go.” Ash said. Junior was irritated but did as he was told. “Frank, we’re gonna need someone in a Falcon. You’ll have to drive it, we’ll use the Pelican and the Cargo or Carrier. Your pick of the name, but we’re taking both vehicles.” Ash said. They walked over to the landing area. “You sir, we’re taking your Pelican. Any objections?” Zeff said to the pilot. “No, but what are you using it for? And I’m going to have to come with, you’ll need a pilot.” She said. “That’s if I’m comfortable with the situation.” “Search and rescue party, we lost a Longsword, there may be survivors.” Zeff responded, as nicely as he could. “Well then. I guess there’s nothing else to do here, since we’re abandoned to die. Why don’t we do such? Not going to make much of a difference anyways.” The girl giggled. Her hair was bright blonde, with a chignon style. “Well then that’s that. Anybody else with you?” Michael asked. The pilot looked over at him, “No, I’m alone on this Pelican. Now that you all are here, that’s changed.” She waved them on board, “After you guys.” Ash, Joseph, Zeff, Michael, and Junior boarded the Pelican. “We’re all set, mam. We have a Falcon flying with us, for support. These marines, they aren’t with us. But they want to come to.” Ash said. “Call me Caelin.” The pilot said. “Caelin, we’re good to go.” Ash said, she waved at Frank to follow. Magnus and Runner were on the mounted turrets. “Alright, let’s do this. Any idea where they could be?” Caelin asked. “We think they’re 20 kilometers northeast of here. Let’s check their first. That’s where we go the latest ping.” Ash said. “Alrighty, will do mam.” Caelin punched the thrusters. Frank kept up right behind them. ~End of Chapter 13~
  8. ~Chapter 12: Impact~ The Longsword was coming in heavy, the heat shield was down and it started to smolder. Pieces flew off, engines were cut out. They were going to crash. Not crash land, crash. Jackson was at the controls with Dexter. Archangel tried his best to do what he could in the back. He wasn’t of much use. Jackson and Dexter both tried their best. They knew they wouldn’t land, but maybe if they could angle it right and be able to slide on the ground. It would at least give them a chance to survive. “Jackson, the back end of the Longsword has torn off. I’m not sure if that makes a difference, but I don’t think flight controls are much use anymore. We’re going to have to wish for the best.” Archangel said. “Understood. Dexter, hold on tight. We don’t want to lose you. You too, Archangel.” Jackson said. He turned around. Archangel wasn’t there, one of the seats flew and knocked him out of the hole in the Longsword. “Well crap. We lost Archangel. Dexter, let’s try our best.” Jackson stated. “Will do sir, I suggest we hold on to something other than the seats. Maybe up against the wall behind us? That way impact doesn’t kill us, if we hit nose first?” Dexter suggested. “Good idea.” They did as suggested and braced for impact. Archangel’s fall wasn’t too high, just about a mile off from the surface. He saw what appeared to be infantry on the ground. Sure to be hostile, it was unknown. He activated his thrusters and aimed it at the ground, to lessen his fall damage, by slowing himself down in speed. His impact was hard on him, but it could have been worse. His armor was locked up, immobile. He looked around before he passed out, a group of Elites walked in front of him. No more than three of them. They were a distance away, but they seem to have spotted them. They grew closer to the spartan. “Demon.” The leader said. He withdrew his energy sword. “No Verite, we must leave now. The Brutes will feast upon him, lets not waste our time with this foolish one.” The Elite on the left said, Beam Rifle in one hand. Plasma Rifle strapped to his leg. “Yes, but if I see this one again. I will destroy him. Fools should never have come here.” Verite put his Energy Sword away. Anger was shown on his face, but he walked away. There was some Banshees they were headed towards, four of them in total. It seems one of them was killed or lost. Archangel watched the Banshees take off, he heard an explosion afterwards. The Longsword must have crashed. “Well, this is it for me.” Archangel passed out. ~End of Chapter 12~
  9. Alrighty everyone, we all know about the infamous Staff vs Members Event. Which the Staff actually won this round. Yes, believe it or not. Anyways, I have managed to Twitch Stream the event, some of you watched it. Majority of you did not. So you may have seen some of this already. Anyways, I will be posting down all 7 Parts of the event. Twitch doesn't do one full video upload, so we'll have to suffice with one video ending, and having to play another. Sorry for the inconvenience, but I was the only one recording. Thank you for watching and all for attending! Video 1: Swat (Terminal) and CTF (Chiron TL-34) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ocE1l9ud05k Video 2: CTF (Chiron TL-34) Finish and VIP (Narrows) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mKaW5XxV-KQ Video 3: VIP (Narrows). (Lobby waiting after Halo 3, difficulty deciding and they wanted even teams) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U8rWXh2R2tI Video 4: Extraction (Perdition) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jO-BtkF7o3k Video 5: Ricochet (Pitfall) [Laggy] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QkBag5QELgo Video 6: Ricochet (Pitfall-Continued, with even more lag) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l8mcIOimlZg There is a video 7, but it's just of us sitting in the lobby for 15 minutes, then we decide to go play matchmaking and Members have lost. Staff ahs won. 4-3. Good Game everyone, and thank you for attending. Hopefully you enjoyed this event as much as I did, and thanks SikSlik7 for making it happen! If you want to watch video 7, go right on ahead. Attendees Roster: Unease P34nut Bnus Drizzy_Dan SikSlik7 Yoshi1176 Fishy Self Destruct You Know YOLO Laplace Archangel Tyrael Yang Xiao Long The Director JudgeMent Mr Kittens and Gibberish (Orbis) Glitter Destruct Jack of Harts If I missed anyone, I am sorry! Just let me know in the shoutbox or something. Thanks!
  10. Hello everyone, I though I'd take time to make a thread. Dedicated from me to you. It's been awhile since I've done one of these. Hehe, you might be like "Awhile? Must have been recent." Well no, actually I have been here for almost 4 years now. Yeah going on 4 buddy, rock on! Anyways, I'm not here because of that. I just want to make a thread that says thank you and list a couple of you and what I enjoy about you. If I can't think of something, I'll just put something down. I promise. Thank you everyone, for being part of this wonderful community. I enjoy my stay here. Let's start with... Drizzy_Dan! Ye, Drizzy. Who cares about him, right? Well that might be true, but Drizzy does mean something to me. Drizzy is an amazing guy, Hell he even created the Halo Wars playdates. ( I think he did that on purpose just so he could play with me.) Amazing man, he's cool and knows what he's doing. SikSlik7, Although we don't talk much. I still remember who you are, you are a somebody to me. Heck, back in the day I attended one of your first events. The Invasion event, a sendoff to the Halo Reach gametype that won't ever make a return. You're a good guy Sik, always trying to get your way in and the community involved. You make me proud. Halo5Follower, Dude I've known you for a long time. You've also been purple for a very long time, although you do you YouTube stuff, I still find you fun to enjoy around on the forums. Making the shoutbox a lively place, no putdowns or anything negative. I respect that of you. Although you have recently been watching my streams, I have no idea why, I do enjoy that someone cares. GermanShepherdD, Bark Bark, Wolf Wolf, Bacon Bacon. Er, well. Amazing man, PC master if I say so myself. You know what you're doing and have been here forever. I miss playing matchmaking with you, you were such a good teammate to play SWAT with back on Halo Reach. You and I FTW, made a good team back then. I'll see you around, dog. Caboose The Ace, I don't know what to say about you... Um, Star Wars; Grammar; You want everyone dead or to be in Command. I don't know what to say about that... Besides the fact, BRANG ET ON NUBE! BATMAN, I remember you used to be a lot more active than recently, or is my memory still fried? Either way, you're always fun to talk. Great member on the forums as well as an amazing person to talk to, that's if I can grab a chance to hold you still in the shoutbox. Lol. I hope to see you around. (You be lurking.) Wally West, Although I think you'd make an amazing Page 3 Model. I think you should totally put your time into it. Serious or not serious. Just do it for the lawlz. If not, I guess you could just continue being yourself. I have no idea if that's a good thing or not... Probably not, since being yourself you go completely biswack psycho. Anyways, couldn't make it without you buddy. Twam, you may be the site owner and a good friend of GSD's. I remember having a few conversations with you. I thank you for everything you have done. I would help donate if I could, this site must be pretty difficult to maintain with all this traffic. I couldn't deal with it myself, lol. We all love you Twam, believe it or not. I hope to see you stop by to say hello to me again someday. Self Destruct, Oh my word, I remember when you first joined. Seriously, I was like. "Get out of here." You wouldn't listen, I advise you do so still. Lol, I'm kidding. You're a good member Self Destruct. Whether it be making really long posts that no one cares to read, or showing off your artwork. We still appreciate to see you around. Adam91, You're challenges... Where did they go. Will they ever comeback? Nonetheless, you're a true inspiration to the forumers. You have been the longest lasting news member on the news team, even through the tough struggling months of trying to find news. You have never disappointed us. You bring the basic, bold, important stuff we all really appreciate to read. I thank you for your dedication good sir. Edward Kenway, You frustrate me. Every-time. Literally, Every-time I see you. I don't know why, maybe it's because of your eyebrows. I don't know. Just, why? Why are you even Cyan? Just, ugh... Just give me the news, I'll read it myself. Arbiter747, I may not see you around much talking in the shoutbox, but I do see your posts in the forums. Trying to help out members when they can, or stating your opinion on your thoughts. There's nothing wrong with that, regardless of what people say. It is your opinion after all. Most importantly, thank you for helping out those members when the rest of us aren't around. Axilus Prime, where did you go? I don't know, do you? Because I see you are the MOST curious forum member I have ever seen. You ask questions all the time, or you state answers yourself. You're a good members, smart member indeed. Heck, you're amazing in Mafia when it comes to deceiving others, it's pretty obvious now that even if you are neutral, you still want to be the games Vigilante. Makes me smile when you do it. Ash and Melody, you girls are active. Sorta. Still, I see you here on a day to day basis. Ash being the girl she always is, bragging about something unlike her friend Melody, whereas Melody is nice and kind and trying to help out. Both of them are good additions to the Community. Bright Smile in every Aisle! (I think Hyvee stole that from you two.) You are great members, Ash. Please don't leave we like you here. Azaxx, I don't know what to say... M...M...Mudkip? That's all I can really think of when I see you. Oh, and the fact that AD reset your shouts! Bahaha. Best forum moment, ever. I don't know really, you're a neutral member. You're too lazy to do somethings, others you are quick to the match. Still, someone we enjoy to see around here. As well as someone for RSR to use as a punching bag when Bnus isn't here... BeckoningZebra1, Dude. Dude. Dude... DUDE? Dude... I don't know dude. You're not news anymore, you're a moderator. I don't know if I like that or not. Speaking of not liking things, if I ever see that video with Darth Vader or anything else stupid you have created. I will find you, and I will give you a hug. Cause you is mah friend. Bnus, seriously... I don't see a point anymore. You're literally the staff punching bag, or RSR's Yo-Yo. He throws you around, and you come right back. I can't think of anything or any real conversation we have had. I know you have done some good things, like trying to get the members together. That's about it. I just really know you for a mod punching bag. Others may state otherwise, but at least I can thank you for taking the hits for us members. Church, I don't even have to say more than two words for you... Warthog Buddies. Austinacious, Hi5? No? Well if that's the case, get back to the Signature Shop and start working on those fantastic signatures of yours! You may be a predecessor to Insignia, a very great man who everyone teabags, but you do make fine signatures yourself, I enjoy seeing the members using them. You know EXACTLY what they want. D-38 Boss, Sup Jontron? I thank you very much for being an incredibly random member. You are a true Event Management Member. You have serviced most of my events and will be servicing yet again, another big one. Very proud of you to be here, plus you're probably one of the funniest in-game players I have ever played with. I do enjoy seeing you around. Hehe. ColdFreeze, All I can say about you is, be careful that your boss doesn't block this site. Lol. It's been a long time since I have seen you. I'm not sure where you have been, but I know Peanut and you keep in touch. I thank both him for asking you to become more active, and I thank you for considering the option. Cooliest, Where have you seriously gone to? You used to have fun around here. I don't even get to see you anymore! I miss the Caption Contest, I miss your events, I miss you Gwam Lam! Delpen9, seriously I have yet to see the big deal of members being mean to you. I have not seen any reason as to why they do it. I guess it just happens, and you stand up to it. No idea really. All I know is you're a great friend of Rue's, and I don't know what you do, but I'm happy that you make her happy. Thanks for doing it for us. Helix Amell, Once you were a masked man... Then you took the mask off. You have shown your true face to the community. I want to thank you for staying, even through these hard times. You're a great member, and I thank you for PM'ing me about concerns. Amazing member, I hope you get recognition and the respect you deserve. You have more likes than posts, something only a few people could pull off. In my eyes, you're a worthy member. Don't let others drag you down, bud. DocSpartanO07, Despite the fact you love to play Minecraft and are great at getting the Community to play with you, I just want to thank you for serving this country. Not many veterans get it, but you need a thanks. That's what I look at you for, you're a hero. Direct_Otaku, you're legendary now. Congrats. You hosted many events, and they were amazing. I've only been able to attend a few; they were the best ones I have attended since Spades. I see you're still doing them, just not so commonly anymore. Thanks for helping the community out and getting events going. Frankenzer, How about you and I go back and do that thing you were talking about? Cause I do appreciate seeing you around, even with your bold humor. I still see a point in you on here, I hope to see you around? Fox McCloud, you know. There's a lot I like about you. I'm just going to hit a few points, is that alright? Best friend? You're an amazing member, one of the few that brought a tear to my eye when I saw you return. I was so happy to see you, I felt really sad deep down inside about your mother. I felt really bad, I support you both and the hope that she recovers. I'm here for you pal, I always have been. You're a Fish's true best friend, and will always be. Eqwinoxe, you know, you and I have been here for a while. You joined a week after I did. You're a quiet guy. Don't talk much, and don't post much. You like to lurk. I saw you left for a while, but boy was I surprised when you came back. I was a little happy that someone's name I knew had returned, thanks for putting a smile on my face. Insignia, Man I do miss seeing you around. I feel appreciated when you pop into the shoutbox. You're a great man, I mean, you even let us teabag you in Halo 4 Custom Games. Lol. Besides the point, thank you for your dedication to Art Department. You got things kicked off really well, you're a precedent for all these forumers. Great man, hope to see you around! Kakashi_Hatake, have we talked in a conversation before? I don't think we have, that's probably why it's so hard for me to make your Warlord soldier act the way you want him too, we don't talk and I don't really know you, I just portray you as the nice calm guy, who always wants to be there to help someone. Even in times they don't want you. Those are my thoughts on you, correct me if I'm wrong. Jack Of Harts, the Yearbook... That Yearbook picture, good times. Lol. You're art department now, yes? Well shoot, I didn't think your GFX would be as dandy as it really is. Glad to know you made it in with Austin. I hope to see some of your signatures make it up to par, but nonetheless. I will always remember you for that Yearbook picture! Laplace, JL? Is that you? I swear, I don't know who is worse. Finding you or Waldo. I feel as if you would be harder to find. You've started many great things on the forums, and then it's as if you instantly retired. I remember when you first started Mafia and you literally put you would to the scene later because you were to busy playing Titanfall, lol. Thank you for starting those. I enjoy them. Ledgend1221, Wanna go get some coffee sometime? I'm buying. Lisanna Strauss, Winry! All I can say is I'm happy to see you whenever you're on. You are most definitely the queen. Haha. Thanks for helping out VaultingFrog when you can, I don't ever get the chance to anymore, but I'm glad someone can do it. Thanks for stopping by! Hope you and your kid are going well. LODT Cal18, now I usually see you in the shoutbox or in the clan advertising thread. I do hope your clan is going on very well, I don't have an interest, but I'm glad you are doing something with the community. I've noticed you and AnimeAddict are friends, I'm glad you could have someone so high up as him for friends. Thanks for staying! Marxiel, Sparky... Come ba-aa-aack I miss you, I want to see your poems and your other things you do. You were such a positive person here. I just want my Sparks back, or at least the plugs. (Yes the beginning part was a Spaceballs reference, gosh. I do whatever I feel like doing.) Mr Casual Chief, Although it's been a long time. We're still friends. I want to thank you for helping me host the Old vs New event, that's very kind of you. I look forward to your random game reviews, I know you spend a lot of time doing other things outside of the forums. I do hope to see your face more often, you have returned my friend. We have missed you. Mr Kittens And Gibberish, you're the first one dead. How does it make you feel? Lol. As much as it hurts for me to not know you very well, I'm glad you're here and that I can get along with you. I appreciate you helping out in anyway or form that you have, even if I didn't notice. I'm glad you did it. Also, you might wanna get your cat checked right meow. Maggie, even though we have talked before. I still can't figure you out. You're on of the most random people on the forums, and but I don't mind you being around. You watch a lot of anime and make a lot of references, I don't know what to say about them when you do. I don't watch very much anime. Anyways, I enjoy seeing you around! RedStarRocket91, I remember when you used to have fun being a moderator, flowering words, spreading the love and joy of the community, trimming GSD's hair when needed. Your quality posts are amazing and understanding to everyone, you're an amazing site moderator. Chill and Relax, and you know where punishment is needed, plus you got that soft side on you. I enjoy your presence, glad to be here during your time of reign. I thank you for this opportunity, friend. RIP Monty Oum, you should change your name back to UNSC-Spartan II. You were best known for it, plus you're an amazing gamer. I plan to play alongside you in upcoming Halo events, you know the generalization of what you're doing. Glad you're still around, bud. rrhuntington, you know. You remind me of an old member, I know it's not you. But you remind me of him a lot, act the same and everything. Always cheerful and in a positive mood. Glad to see you here. Prabbit, hey. I know this sounds nerdy an all, but we need to do that pokemon thing sometime. Also, if you have an idea for a forum game, just do it. Who knows? Maybe you could have the next big thing! I suggest you go for it. Silent Orbis, Man, it's been a long long time since we have talked. You and your clan have just vanished from here. I miss you guys, all of you. You're all a great fun to talk to and I enjoy it. Thanks for stopping by when you can, I hope to see you around sometime. :3 ShadowFiend216, I see you're still lurking around. Everytime you post something, it's motivational; as far as I can see. You're congratulating someone or your stating your opinion. Except when it's your opinion, you let everyone know that's your opinion. Great way to clear confusion of facts and opinions. Thanks for that. Spyro, buddy. How long has it been? Seriously, you're fun to talk to and are great with the USF Election polls. You're not staff, but you're pretty much better than them Your stuff goes viral when it happens. I'm glad I could be here to witness your success. The Director, I just want to state something with you. Did you know that scientific research has concluded that when the word potatoes is said, most of the time humans associate it with Mashed? Well, when I think of potatoes, I think of you. Because you be the Potato King. The Dumb Marine, you're MoM wish, that was amazing of you. I don't think I've ever seen anything like it. I'm so glad you feel that way about us, thank you. You're an amazing person. Not just some guy with SMS maps, but a true art caring person. Thank you for art week. Tony Stark, the original competitor of the real Iron Man with Insignia. Lol. You're cool, I'm cool with you. Right to the point, I enjoyed your speech a couple years back about the forums, I wonder if that influenced what happened today? Nonetheless, I enjoy your presence. Even if it is turning me into a Hylian Loach... Twinreaper, Ancient. That about sums it up, lol. You're an amazing Tech Guru, you know pretty much everything. You stand tall and hit all the points perfectly. You are amazing with debates and have provided a lot of us with information behind Halo that we didn't even know. You take advantage of what you can, you're a true leader, whether you accept that or not. :3 Unease Banana, so. When is our 1v1? You backed out of it last time. Haha. Just give me a few warmups, and I'll be ready to take you on. I'll have you know, I'm pretty confident with my fighting. If you fight the same way you throw together news, this fight should be over quick. Haha, that is a challenge. Vaulting Frog, I see you find no point in here anymore, I don't see the point in you leaving either. You're a wonderful guy, despite how pushed away you feel. We still have had good times together, pal. I mean, I am responsible for your Microwave light show of Halo Wars. At least don't leave, for me. I'm your fish friend. Ribbit! ><> Vitamin PWN and Yoshi1176, you two are paired together for one reason: You have become some of my closer friends. The elections did bring us close, that is true. I believe there is something else, I'm not quite sure. Yoshi, Vitamin and I have worked our butts off to help you out. Whether he used photoshop or I used my 13-year-old-girl toolkit. We couldn't have done this without each other, I'm glad we could become friends during this period. Makes me happy that positive results happened at the end, let this be an inspiration to other members that our friendship stand tall and we can accomplish anything as a team. Thanks guys for being here. Yang, thanks Yang for the help you have provided. You're a caring member and should be treated as such, I'm glad you have stayed on the forums through tough times. I've known you for a while now, I hope you stay very much longer. Enjoy my friend. Thank you for coming. Zandril, you may just post Diarrhea all the time. That's not all you're doing though, even though it's kinda funny. Members need to realize you are an amazing forger. Your maps are spectacular, they're even on our affiliates forums. Thanks for the maps, they're amazing. Zelda, even though you don't stop by to say hi anymore, and you probably won't read this. I just want to thank you for helping out. November of 2012 was such a tough time, I helped you deal with members as much as I could. Those were dark days. Thank you for being so kind and carrying a leadership role. I applause you. These are just the main people I want to give a huge Thank You to. If I have missed anyone, I am terribly sorry. You still mean something to me. I just want to point out, that I did everyone's name in white for a reason, no one is sorted via member groups. This is because you are all equal to me, every single one of you is capable of great things. Let all of you be great role models for the future of the forums. I'm happy I have returned. These are better days. (Also, no. This is not my goodbye thread.)
  11. ~Chapter 11: He’s here~ Lan Chorus approached beside the Longsword. Dexter was the only survivor seen on the field. The ship was crashed, on fire. Smothered to bits, you name it. That ship was no longer stable. Its cargo and everything fell out. Nothing was left for use. Lan looked at his fellow Elite soldiers beside him. He motioned the others to stand still as he approached the survivor. Dexter looked up at the Elite, his face was in utter disgust. This couldn’t be. He couldn’t die this way, not now. They had to kill him. He scrambled to get up, but was proven otherwise. Dexter looked behind him. His legs were gone, crushed by the Longsword. The bleeding has stopped from the flames that scorched them closed. He was hopeless. His magnum was five feet away from him. That may be his only chance. He reached for it. Lan smiled down at him, with that ugly disgusting face of his. The left side of his face looked like it was burned, just a little. Enough to leave such a scar. One of his eyes. Oh shoot, Dexter couldn’t tell, he was losing focus. He was bound to die anyways, he might as well do this now. His hand was just about there... Lan Chorus stepped on his hand, Dexter screamed in pain, but that didn’t stop him. He had to at least try. There was nothing else he could do. He was bound to die. Lan Chorus was quick to Dexter before he could do anything silly. He reach for an energy dagger and cut off the arm he stood on. Dexter howled in pain, he felt even weaker than before. As if his last breathe was moments away. Now was his chance, he slowly moved his other arm over and grabbed the weapon. Lan Chorus was in the midst of communication with the other Elites. “Now you see brothers. This is where we will win and they will lose. If they wish to scout us out and follow us, it will be their grave. We will not run in retreat, we will face them. Unlike those cowards who fled our battle. Taking out our Supercarrier. Fear not, we will have our victory.” Lan Chorus said, his voice was of pure hatred towards the UNSC, specifically UNSC Warlord as it seems. Lan Chorus heard the gun click. He looked down immediately at Dexter. “You will pay for this.” Was all he said. “Yeah, well it’s worth it. As long as you’re dead.” Dexter pulled the trigger. He felt relaxed when he did it. A little too relaxed. He opened his eyes and see where he went wrong. He pulled the trigger too late. The relaxation, or I don’t even think it was relaxation to begin with, wasn’t what he thought. He lost his energy. His arm dropped and he didn’t even know it. He couldn’t hold it up. When he pulled the trigger he had missed Lan Chorus and instead, shot one of the other Elites. Tears rolled down his eyes. Dexter sniffled, and his whimper was silent. He had failed. He was so close, and he failed. He screwed it up, he let down his guard. He just couldn’t take it anymore. “I. I can’t...” Was all he could mumble out of him. His voice was weak and he didn’t have any energy left in him. “As I promised, you will pay. Your body will lay here for the Brutes, but you yourself. Will not be here when it happens.” Lan Chorus was angrier than ever. It was absolutely livid. Lan Chorus grabbed his energy sword and withdrew it, he pulled Dexter up as he slammed his sword down. Cutting a deep penetration all the way through his body. Dexter’s face had a shocked look on it, but that’s all that was left for it. He was dead, he couldn’t move his muscles anymore. The anger ventilated through Lan Chorus, he ripped the energy sword out of his side. Laying the body in a bunch of torn up pieces. “We are done here. We must move on before the Brutes catch up to us.” Lan Chorus said, and at that exact moment, a Covenant Spirit flew over them, and lifted them up inside through the gravity lift on the back side, on the bottom. It headed back to the Cruiser that awaited them, floating in space. Jackson fought to open his eyes, he heard something. But maybe he was sleeping, he couldn’t tell. Maybe it was a dream. Damn, it was hot out here though. Jackson managed to keep them open. He saw something in the distance. There was a crashed Longsword, must have been the one he was on. Of course, why wouldn’t it be? There was a group of people nearby it, all with their heads on the ground. “What in the Sam Hell are those guys doing? I’m over here. Damn it Frank. Always managing to do something to upset me.” He looked through his binoculars at them, just to make sure. He was wrong. It was a group of Brutes, they feasted upon something. Someone. Jackson’s heart beat rose. He saw the remains of the body. “Oh my go...” A howl broke out behind him. ~End of Chapter 11~
  12. Hello everyone. I'm just going to give you my short speech for my campaign to become USF President. I hope you can all take your time to read and listen to what I have to say. If you don't wish to vote for me, that is fine. Just listen to me and hear my proposal. Do with it as you may. Fishy For President Now, I have served quite a few positions on the forum in the past. I have the experience and need. This experience came from being a previous cabinet member for Yoshi's campaign. As well as for his term as presidency. Which was known as General. Now, this presidency may have not done much and got only a little bit done. I have taken on the success of his so called Congress. In return, there will be a drastic change. No dumb little polls, I'm going for more realistic polls. To improve the forums current state even further, and to solve issues. Now remember this. As the USF goes off of the US's presidential term for the most term. Its branch is the Executive branch. I'm not going to fiddle faddle with branches. I'm going to take what you say, and execute it. Cut the members in Congress, and get down to business. As most of you know, I carry through with my plans. Now, this brings me to my second part. I host a lot of Community Events. Let it be Old vs New, New Years, or even the new upcoming one in July. Or even just a fun relaxing Friday Night Game Night or a night with the forums "Halo Team Assemble." It doesn't matter, I try my best to get the fun going. Let it be only one other person, or a giant party. That's what we're all here to do, have fun. Thirdly, and simply. I am now currently in touch with the Top 10 Committee and have currently became one of the newest members of the group. This, however, does not give me experience. Instead, it gives me responsibility. Now as I may, here is a folder of such Propaganda that has been put together by myself or my campaign party. View what you may. I'm hoping that I will finish this and get to meet some of you better. Like I did in Yoshi's presidency. I wish you all the best luck. Disclaimer: This party does not support Hello Kitty, however we are not against it. Take that as you may.
  13. Hello everyone, Fishy here and I would like to say WELCOME to my Titanfall Event. I will be serving as your host, and maybe your date. (If you're lucky.) Please read the following carefully, if you have any questions, please read it again: When: Sunday, May 24th, 2015 @ 3 PM EST -- ENDGAME Game: Titanfall on Xbox One. Information: We will do private lobbies if there are more than 6 p layers. If not, we will do campaign as a fireteam. DLC is not required, but is highly encouraged. I mean, it's free for everyone. Game Length: The game keeps going as long as the players are there. The event will extend ending time if players wish to continue playing together. It may also end earlier if everyone gets bored and leaves. It's up to you, you control the end time. Everyone please sign-up with the following format: (Asterisks mean it's required.) Username* Gamertag* Credit Card Information Players who said they are attending: Fishy - l Fishy l Vitamin PWN - Vitamin PWN Famer Destruct - WamSinchester Bnus - Warm Bnus (Officially approved by D38-Boss)
  14. ~Chapter 7: Give me a Kiss Goodbye~ “Alright, we are aboard the UNSC Amber. Runner has been taken to the med bay. Junior is attending Runner along with other medical attendees. Her recovery is unknown at this time.” Archangel confronted Moth. Who was on the machine, his goal set to make sure the code for the next location, would be deciphered here soon enough. The others were aboard the UNSC Amber as well, Archangel was the only one who went to UNSC Warlord. As ordered to inform the Captain as what happened and to do so, he did such. “Hm.” Moth said, no concern was in his voice. He directed one of the operatives to step out so another would step in, one more advanced in the subject. “Seems as things are good. Sad to hear that Eric was killed. Hopefully this doesn’t affect the mission. He was Samantha’s second son. Second best son, to be precise. He went mute after a rivalry in the past with crew members. Easy to say, they were insurrectionists aboard the ship. Last one got a bullet on his throat before he was killed.” Moth went over and stepped in to help. “So you’re saying to just continue as we normally do with all our past crew deaths and MIA?” Archangel sounded confused, unknown about the subject. “Yes.” Was all Moth said, Archangel was then dismissed. Red alert was going off, he headed to the observation deck. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jack reached over and gave Ash a kiss, who returned it. “Yuck. You two disgust me, take that crap elsewhere. Not in the med bay.” Junior said, he grabbed a syringe. Ash and Jack were irritated by that response. They walked into the other room and continued where they left off. Runner looked at Junior before he knocked her out, “Please Junior. Pull through. I don’t want you guys to miss me and I don’t want to miss all of you.” A tear rolled down her both of her cheeks in unison. “I’ll do my best.” Junior injected the syringe. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dexter, Frank, and Joseph all stood around and discussed what was needed. The red alert was going off, and they needed to get this done fast. “Covenant in bound. We have a whole fleet. I’m estimating around nine ships total.” Dexter read the radar. “This can’t be good. We won’t be able to last. Valkyrie II is a UNSC Destroyer, Warlord is a Phoenix Colony, FireStorm is a Charon Frigate, Vortex is a Jericho Carrier, Amber being a Stalwart Frigate and all we have for ships at this location. We may as well say our prayer.” Joseph said, fear deep in his voice. He knew there was no match. Even if we called for help we were screwed. “Well, was good fighting with you lads. Nice getting to know ya.” Frank said, he turned around and walked right into the blade of a Promethean Knight. “Oh my god. We’re under attack by the Prometheans as well.” Dexter grabbed his pistol and shot the Promethean right in the face as it revealed its face, after he pinned Joseph to the ground. “That’s enough of you.” “Thanks.” Joseph grabbed Dexters hand and pulled himself up off the floor. Just to find out a Promethean Battlewagon stabbed Dexter in the torso and Joseph just pulled himself on to it as well. The Knight took his other arm and decapitated them. Its Watcher came over and pulled them off its sword as so. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Zeff looked at Magnus, who stared out the window with him. Vortex and FireStorm were shredded to hot metal pieces. Warlord was head to head with the flagship Cruiser. Valkyrie took out three corvettes, before it was taken out by a Covenant Supercarrier. “This is terrible, we’re losing this battle as fast as it's started. We’re next.” Zeff said. He watched Warlord take down the flagship and engaged the other cruisers. “No kidding. This is the end of us. Why did Lan Chorus all of a sudden decided to attack after we found the message? It just doesn’t make any sense. I highly doubt he’s even on one of those ships. He’s probably watching the fight from somewhere nearby.” Magnus said. He started to walk over to the hangar bay, to help do his best. Instead, he was stopped by the sheer terror of UNSC Warlord being splattered by the supercarrier. Blown to millions of pieces, explosions everywhere. “Well there’s only one option left.” Zeff said, he watched as a Promethean crawler and Watcher killed Junior and all the other medics. A Promethean Commander shot a binary rifle at Jack, which incinerated him to nothing. Ash started to cry, she grabbed her knife and killed the Promethean. She grabbed Jack's battle rifle and shot down the Watcher then took out the Crawler. She looked over at Zeff, directly in his eyes. Tears streamed down her cheeks. She was taken out by an Incineration Cannon. Magnus put his hand on Zeff’s shoulder, he turned around to look at him to see what he needed. Instead, he turned to a headless body. Promethean in front of him. The Battlewagon knocked him down, and pinned him to the ground while a grunt ran over and mauled his face. Piece by piece, the grunt ate Zeff’s face until nothing was left. He screamed in pain, but there was nothing he could do. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Michael ran into the launch bay, he entered a drop pod and fled to the surface of the Installation. As soon as he landed, he ran towards the cave. This part of the Installation was cleared of flood, for some weird particular reason. He looked back up and watched as Amber was destroyed with the rest of the fleet. The UNSC Fleet of Ajustic was destroyed. He was the only survivor that lasted the longest. He was deemed to die on the surface of the Installation here soon. He knew it, there was no one to reach. A distress beacon wouldn’t matter since there was no cryo tubes on the surface. Michael walked into the cave. A bronze floor appeared as he ventured deeper. Strange, has he seen this before? The room cleared out and started to open wider, the bronze metal grew up the walls and onto the ceiling. He went forward. “I could have sworn I’ve been here before. This is the weirdest moment of Deja Vu I’ve ever had.” Michael went into the other room. Maybe there was something here that could help him? A loud metallic roar was heard. “Son of a gun. I have been here before.” Michael watched as a Precursor Robot entered the room. It’s body resembled the one on Ballast. It raised all five of its tentacles and charged them up. Michael had nowhere to run. They fired. Michael screamed in pain as he fell to the floor, and incinerated. Team Lord was dead, there was no one left. All survivors now joined the ranks of those who have been killed in action. Michael joined his brother, Caboose. All that remained were the survivors of whom were Missing in Action. That’s if they survived. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Runner turned in her sleep, she opened her eyes and saw Junior. “Good morning, sleeping beauty. How was your rest? You should be up and going again here in a few days. You’re recovered, we managed to save you. Glad you’re back to reassure. I’ll let the others know. Until then, I advise you just sleep while you can. Enjoy.” Junior walked out of Runner’s room, she shared it with Junior as of now since no one else was advised to enter the patient's room except for the medical expertise. Runner fell back to sleep, hopefully this time without the nightmare she had before. A smile appeared on her face. ~End of Chapter 7~
  15. Presidential Update Greetings, ladies, gentlemen, Azaxx. The time has come to vote for a new president, and as sad as you all are to lose the greatest president that has been in the USF there is hope yet. The hope is in Fishy. What experience does Fishy have you ask? 1. Past USF Congressman 2. Previous Cabinet member 3. USF General 4. Great community member 5. Hosts numerous Playdates Fishy is a loyal supporter of members across the forum including myself, he exhibits this loyalty every day with his constant help and ideas that bring members together. Vote for Fishy to keep the community together with Playdates, Leadership, and Loyalty. This is President Yoshi1176, God bless the USF!
  16. ~Chapter 4: The flood~ A girl walked into the room where a boy sat in a wooden, she appeared to be a teenager in the under half. She approached the boy in a distinct manner, as not to make him think he was in any trouble. “Hey bud. Whatsup?” was all she said to start a conversation. “Well, I scored an 82 in range and a 43 in combat. Have to wait until tomorrow to go for other training course.” He replied. “Oh. I got an 86 in range and 48 in combat today.” The girl said, smiling at both of their progression. “Okay.” The boy said. There was a hint of depression in his voice this time. The girl thought it may have been her. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I was just trying to start a conversation was all.” The girl said. Sorrow was in her voice, but it was more sympathetic than self shame of the topic. “If you want to leave, you may wish to do so. If not, that is fine. You may do as you please, I’m just going to sit here like always and wait until the next day. I have no friends and I have no family. ONI reports say my father was just enlisted into the UNSC, but I will never be able to get to see him face to face. Ever again because of this.” The boy had tears roll down his cheeks and towards his chin. Which then dripped off of his chin and onto his lap. “Look, I’m not going to leave you. I’m your friend. Alright? I like you out of everyone here. I have feelings for you. I don’t want you to think you’re lost.” The girl said, her voice trailed off with innocence on her breath. “It’s fine. I got this, alright? Just relax off me and cool down. Procedures are in four months. I want to get this done and I can’t do it without you. Recently I’ve been having moments where I can’t remember anything. As if I had amnesia. However, I remember them later. Just boldly. I’m not sure what to say about it. I just feel kinda weird you know?” The boy said, curiously and afraid. “Relax. You’re just being overworked with what’s coming up. Let’s just get back to training at midnight and we’ll be ready to go for the tests.” The girl said in a promising voice, as if to make the boy feel less stressed or whatever was going on about him. “Alright. Well, just leave me alone. I’m going to take a nap until a few hours before then. Come back if you even bother.” The boy said, he walked the girl out of the room and shut the door. He reached up to the top and swung the latch over, and locked it. --------------------------------- The Scorpion swung its barrel around the corner. Still nothing in site. Which was odd. Michael watched their three and nine. Bek had an eye on their six. The cave seemed to go on for quite a while. Green mist was in the air, everywhere to be precise. Yellow nests were clung to the wall. They moved as if they could breathe. Bek pulled up her magnum and shot one because it started to annoy her. A few flood spores fell out and scrambled around the room. Other than that, no other flood came into contact. “Michael, do you feel as if our every movement is being watched by someone. By something?” Joseph asked through the open hatch of the Scorpion. He kept watch at the ceiling. All that was there were some stalactites covered from the flood. “Nope. I just feel as if this is going to be an awesome adventure I get to spend with my best friends.” Michael said. He swung the flashlight over to the other side of the tank, he saw nothing still. “I feel as if we’re almost there. Like. I don’t see anywhere else to go. There’s a wall in front of us, this is a dead end.” Bek said. She was right, there was no where else to go. This was a dead end. Just a giant wall covered in flood tile. Joseph looked up at the wall. She was right. There was nothing here it was just a false route. He stopped the tank. “Michael and Bek, cover me. I’m going to get on a channel with Dexter to let him know this isn’t the right area. Then see what happens next.” Joseph reached over and turned on the radio. “Dexter, come in. Dexter, can you hear me?” There was nothing. A few minutes later, “Yes. I can hear you. Sorry about that. Was tracking to see where the signal was coming from. Anyways, what’s up?” Dexter put down his BLT Sandwich he grabbed for lunch. It was the first one he’s had in a long time. Boy, was it delicious. That bacon was just so fine and good. The right amount of grease and crisp. It was heaven for him. “We reached the end of the cave. There’s nothing in here. We haven’t seen anything, not even flood. I think the routes a fault. Must have been for Lan Chorus as well. What do you suggest?” Joseph looked up at the other two, they were on the lookout like he asked. Bek had the rocket launcher strapped to her back. “Well.” Dexter took a bite out of the sandwich. “Something happened with one of the other Pelicans. So the other team is going to investigate. However, just go ahead and regroup at the desert. Should be fine there. They’ll be back once they find out what’s wrong.” Dexter took another bite. He reached over and put the bacon he had on a tray and just put it in his mouth. “Oh, and take the tank with you too; if you can. Anyways, that’s about it. Have fun!” Dexter was off the radio. A loud scream erupted. Several loud screams erupted. “Oh no this isn’t good. We’ve been ambushed.” Joseph said as a flood combat form appeared up on the ledge in front of them. It pointed at them with it’s tentacle like fingers. Michael shot it down. Another scream erupted. “I think it’s time we punch it and get out of here!” Joseph said, he pushed on the pedals. The Scorpion moved as fast as he could push it. Flood tanks and combat forms appeared all around them. All they could do was fight their way out and hope they make it. Bek pulled up the rocket launcher and fire it at a flood carrier. It didn’t do much good, it exploded into a bunch of flood spores. Which then Michael took out for her. “Uh, I need to reload. Hold on a second.” Bek reached over and grabbed ammunition on the side of the tank. Joseph aimed the cannon at the tanks in front of them. They were basically hunters, just without their fuel rods. Their tough like hide made up for the armor. Joseph fired and killed one of them. The other started to sprint at them, he took it out too. “Ah, there we go!” Bek said, she pulled up the rocket launcher. Which was a tad bit late on her part. A flood stalker ran up and jumped at her. Pinned her on the ground. “Bek!” Joseph yelled. He turned his cannon around. It was too late. A flood spore jumped on her face and crawled into her mouth. All was heard were groans and the sound of choking. Joseph couldn’t stop now, he moved forward. Michael watched as Bek’s legs kicked and she screamed. After a few seconds, the noise stopped and the flood pursued. One of them looked like a Spartan infection form. In Bek’s armor. Michael shot it down along with the others. Joseph approached the exit where the stalactites hung from the entrance. He moved the cannon up and shot them as they just drove under. They fell down and destroyed any flood forms there. “Well, entrance is closed. Not long before more show up. Come on. Let’s go, into the Pelican!” Joseph said. He got the flight controls while Michael got the Scorpion on attached. “We might wanna go. They’re here!” Michael yelled. Flood forms of all type crawled at them from every direction. “Just a second.” Joseph got the systems online and functional. He slammed the thrusters and took off for the new waypoint. “Whew. That was a close one. Thought we weren’t going to make it.” Michael said. He crashed into the copilots seat. Tired as he was, he decided to rest. “Not all of us, just half.” Joseph said, then pushed forward. The ETA clock suggested three hours until arrival at the desert. ~End of Chapter 4~
  17. Hello everyone! How are you? Regardless of that, I wish to share with all of you a fun moment that four of us had a good laugh at last night. Halo5Follower getting took to the emergency room from his lungs exploding and me actually enjoying a game without getting mad for losing. But instead laughing. Now, very very few of you may know of him, but he is: The Mockingbird Now with him shown to you all. You may wonder why we found him funny. Is it his beak? Is it his eyes? Or is it that his wings are small and his tail is used as a propeller to move him? Nonetheless, those all do make it better. But it is his voice that actually makes our day. However many times Halo5Follower and Jack of Harts told me to go play this mission is countless. I can't even remember. All I read was them say, "Bird! Bird! Bird! Do the bird! Bird! Bird!" You might have thought that was annoying, but you'll understand why when I show you. So here's me showing you what we like about him: Now that you have seen why it's so funny, I bet you want to loop it? Well looping a video is easy. Just right click the video twice, and check loop! Hope you guys enjoyed it as much as I did and others!
  18. Well, here it is everyone. You know how those last few chapters have had those weird introductions in each? Confusing all of you and not really making any sense with the story? Well here is the video, put together just for you. Instead of me writing it out, I figured a video would be more fun. However, if you do not wish to watch it, you do not have to. All of those introductions and this video will be made into a separate side-story. Those introductions will not be in the final piece when the book is finished, they will be cut out and placed elsewhere. Anyways, enjoy! ~Chapter 5 1/2: My Name Is~ ~End of Chapter 5 1/2~
  19. “Just tell her you love her. Get it over with!” The girl said. “No. I won’t. It’s too much for me to handle! I don’t think I’m even capable of telling her hello. It’s too much for me.” The boy sobbed. “Well you ain’t going to get anywhere crying like a baby. Now go! I’m telling you this is the last straw. I’m tired of hearing it. So why don’t you just do it, god damn it!” The girl screamed. “No, I’m just scared of rejection is all. I don’t want her to think differently of me if she doesn’t want to. I feel as if our friendship will be wasted.” The boy was sad. “Then it’s a friendship worth wasted then. Isn’t it? You stupid boy.” The girl laughed. “You know, I might just tell her myself.” She smirked at him. “No! No you won’t! That will ruin it!” The boy screamed, angrily. “Well if you won’t do it. Someone has to.” The girl teased the boy, tongue out and everything. She decided to walk away after that. The boy stood up and through a punch, it hit her in the back of the head, knocked her to the ground. “How does that feel? Probably the same way I feel about telling her, now isn’t it?” The boy was angry. “Uh.” The girl started to cry. “Ugh. I can’t move! I can’t move! I can’t move my arms or legs. Please, somebody help me!” The girl cried out in pain. She was paralyzed. The boy realized what he did. He was afraid. How would he explain this to his mom? This was his best friend. There was nothing he could do besides regret. He looked over at her, she cried in pain and agony. He had no other choice. The boy grabbed the nearest metal chair he could find. He sat it on the girls head, then he sat on the chair. A crunch sound was made. Then silence. The boy looked down, his weight crushed the girls skull in. He got up and ran. --------------------------------Time Skip---------------------------------- “You know. We could help you. All you have to do is come with us.” The woman in the said to the boy. “I don’t know! I killed my best friend! I’m not sure I want to even live anymore. I hate my guts.” The boy said. Tears rolled down his eyes, it reminded a woman of a storm that once came through this town. A tropical storm to be exact. His tears resembled the rain that day. Heavy and just kept pouring. “We’re not making this a choice. You’re coming with us.” The woman said. “Okay, but what about my family?” The boy asked. “Don’t worry about it, they said it was okay for you to come. They were very disappointed with your behavior, but they said it was alright. Just come on. It’s alright, your mom and I are friends. I used to baby-sit her when she was little. Just like you!” The woman said with a smile on her face. The boy wiped his tears off his face, “Alright. I suppose if my mom said I should.” The boy got up off his knees and walked over to the woman and got in the vehicle. --------------------------------Time Skip---------------------------------- A girl walked into the room where a boy sat in a wooden, she appeared to be a teenager in the under half. She approached the boy in a distinct manner, as not to make him think he was in any trouble. “Hey bud. Whatsup?” was all she said to start a conversation. “Well, I scored an 82 in range and a 43 in combat. Have to wait until tomorrow to go for other training course.” He replied. “Oh. I got an 86 in range and 48 in combat today.” The girl said, smiling at both of their progression. “Okay.” The boy said. There was a hint of depression in his voice this time. The girl thought it may have been her. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I was just trying to start a conversation was all.” The girl said. Sorrow was in her voice, but it was more sympathetic than self shame of the topic. “If you want to leave, you may wish to do so. If not, that is fine. You may do as you please, I’m just going to sit here like always and wait until the next day. I have no friends and I have no family. ONI reports say my father was just enlisted into the UNSC, but I will never be able to get to see him face to face. Ever again because of this.” The boy had tears roll down his cheeks and towards his chin. Which then dripped off of his chin and onto his lap. “Look, I’m not going to leave you. I’m your friend. Alright? I like you out of everyone here. I have feelings for you. I don’t want you to think you’re lost.” The girl said, her voice trailed off with innocence on her breath. “It’s fine. I got this, alright? Just relax off me and cool down. Procedures are in four months. I want to get this done and I can’t do it without you. Recently I’ve been having moments where I can’t remember anything. As if I had amnesia. However, I remember them later. Just boldly. I’m not sure what to say about it. I just feel kinda weird you know?” The boy said, curiously and afraid. “Relax. You’re just being overworked with what’s coming up. Let’s just get back to training at midnight and we’ll be ready to go for the tests.” The girl said in a promising voice, as if to make the boy feel less stressed or whatever was going on about him. “Alright. Well, just leave me alone. I’m going to take a nap until a few hours before then. Come back if you even bother.” The boy said, he walked the girl out of the room and shut the door. He reached up to the top and swung the latch over, and locked it. --------------------------------Time Skip---------------------------------- The boy was done. Procedure was over. As well as his other colleagues. It was time for him to get back to training. But to where to begin. That procedure was very vital to his capabilities. He felt ready for anything. Maybe some range or close combat or... He was broke off by their leader. “You guy’s should be ready to test yourselves and prove what you are capable of. First off, no more basic training. You’re all going to try on-course training. Paintball to start off first. Then we’ll try captive training. Finally, we’ll have escape training.” The leader took a moment to swallow what spit was in her mouth from talking before she would continue. “Each of these training sessions will be difficult. Those of you who prove worthy, will make it. Those who don’t. Goodbye. You will all be paired in squadrons. Three of you are crew, one of you are team leader. We’ll see fit as your training goes on. You’re all dismissed.” The leader walked away. “Hmph.” Was all the boy said. He walked up to the list. He went to look for what team he was on. There was only about seven different sheets, but he found himself. He didn’t know who the other two are, but he knew the girl. She was the squad leader. He was support. The other two were offense/assault. “Well isn’t this just great.” He walked back to his room. Captive training was going to be a piece of cake, just like paintball. All captive training was is just hunting down insurrectionists that were captured and thrown in the course. They weren’t stripped of armor or weapons. Which was the point. They were taught to bring down the enemy at his best. With the adrenaline rush they had from the capture, they would be more difficult than on the battlefield. That also depends on rank and their own personal training. However, escape training was going to be tough. It was like captive training. Except, the other way around. They were supposed to get caught by insurrectionists. Then to find a way to escape them. Death did not matter, however it was recommended to do such. Those were just extra points. The tricky part was to be captured as a captive. Sometimes they just shoot you in their traps. This was a chance they were willing to make. --------------------------------Time Skip---------------------------------- ...Incoming Transmission... ...Transmission Received... Welcome Operator, would you like to view the file? ...Opening File... ...File Converting...
  20. ~Chapter 5: First Floor~ The boy was done. Procedure was over. As well as his other colleagues. It was time for him to get back to training. But to where to begin. That procedure was very vital to his capabilities. He felt ready for anything. Maybe some range or close combat or... He was broke off by their leader. “You guy’s should be ready to test yourselves and prove what you are capable of. First off, no more basic training. You’re all going to try on-course training. Paintball to start off first. Then we’ll try captive training. Finally, we’ll have escape training.” The leader took a moment to swallow what spit was in her mouth from talking before she would continue. “Each of these training sessions will be difficult. Those of you who prove worthy, will make it. Those who don’t. Goodbye. You will all be paired in squadrons. Three of you are crew, one of you are team leader. We’ll see fit as your training goes on. You’re all dismissed.” The leader walked away. “Hmph.” Was all the boy said. He walked up to the list. He went to look for what team he was on. There was only about seven different sheets, but he found himself. He didn’t know who the other two are, but he knew the girl. She was the squad leader. He was support. The other two were offense/assault. “Well isn’t this just great.” He walked back to his room. Captive training was going to be a piece of cake, just like paintball. All captive training was is just hunting down insurrectionists that were captured and thrown in the course. They weren’t stripped of armor or weapons. Which was the point. They were taught to bring down the enemy at his best. With the adrenaline rush they had from the capture, they would be more difficult than on the battlefield. That also depends on rank and their own personal training. However, escape training was going to be tough. It was like captive training. Except, the other way around. They were supposed to get caught by insurrectionists. Then to find a way to escape them. Death did not matter, however it was recommended to do such. Those were just extra points. The tricky part was to be captured as a captive. Sometimes they just shoot you in their traps. This was a chance they were willing to make. ------------------------------ Pelican 3 arrived at the landing zone. Ash noticed there was a pelican there, but no sign of the team. The pelican was wrapped by the flood. It was immobile. However, the warthog was gone as well as the gungoose. No matter, Ash didn’t want to take any chances. “Runner. You mind coming up here?” “Whatcha need?” Runner said? She was in there in a jiff. “See those controls over there? I want you to use them and fire the spartan laser at that pelican. I don’t want to take any chances of the flood taking our ride; with them being so close. Don’t wanna have to have Pelican 1 come over here and grab us. Won’t have a ride by then. Junior won’t be able to use his special warthog. Which will drive him insane.” Ash told her, although she thought that was a little too much information to say. Nonetheless, she’s just getting her thoughts out there. No big deal. “Hey, no problem. All you had to do was say fire and I’m on it.” Runner grabbed the controls and aimed at the pelican. She held the trigger to charge the spartan laser, then fired. The pelican’s massive laser cut through the pelican and forced an explosion. It was loud, but didn’t seem to attract any attention. The pelican laid in fire. Runner had a smile on her face. “Alright, what’s next to set on fire?” “We’ll see. As of now, unload the Warthog and let’s go find them.” Ash commanded. “Alrighty, will do!” Runner said and then did as she was told. ~End of Chapter 5~
  21. ~Chapter 3: Epilogue~ “You know. We could help you. All you have to do is come with us.” The woman in the said to the boy. “I don’t know! I killed my best friend! I’m not sure I want to even live anymore. I hate my guts.” The boy said. Tears rolled down his eyes, it reminded a woman of a storm that once came through this town. A tropical storm to be exact. His tears resembled the rain that day. Heavy and just kept pouring. “We’re not making this a choice. You’re coming with us.” The woman said. “Okay, but what about my family?” The boy asked. “Don’t worry about it, they said it was okay for you to come. They were very dissappointed with your behavior, but they said it was alright. Just come on. It’s alright, your mom and I are freinds. I used to baby-sit her when she was little. Just like you!” The woman said with a smile on her face. The boy wiped his tears off his face, “Alright. I suppose if my mom said I should.” The boy got up off his knees and walked over to the woman and got in the vehicle. -------------------------------------- “Alright. I’m ready to kill whatever I see. Even if it’s just a worm.” Runner hopped out of the Pelican. Feet first. Runner, Junior, Zeff, and Ash were assigned to the desert. Their compass pointed to an enclave of a building of some sort, about forty-clicks from their currrent position. The reason for the so distant landing was because it was in the dark zone. Plus, if there was any Covenant around, they didn’t want to get caught. “Alright, since I’m driving. I’ll let you know who’s going where.” Junior got out of the Pelican after he turned the thrusters off and shut it down. “I’m going to be driving, of course. Zeff takes shotgun, literally. Runner gets flamethrower. Ash, you’ll use both turrets. However, stick to the one you prefer. If we get engaged. We’ll need you to switch back and forth as needed. Is that clear?” They all nodded their head yes. “Dexter do you come in?” Ash opened up the communications with Firestorm. “Yes, loud and clear. What’s up?” Dexter replied. “We’re in the desert. Pelican’s landed, and ready to head out.” Ash told him. “That’s great. Look, we have bad news.” Dexter said. “What is it?” Ash was concerned. Dexter flipped through some things. “Umm. Pelican 2, whom was supposed to reach the island, has gone off the map. It seems they have crashed or something has happened. We’re going to have to pull you out of the desert and sense you all over to investigate.” Dexter finally found the file, he pulled it up on Pelican 3’s visors. They saw Pelican 1 land at their destination, a few clicks from their destination, the cave. “So, we’re going to need you to go to the island. We believe it’s the Installation’s Silent Cartographer, so that’ll be fun.” “Alright, Dexter. We’ll go. Only because their vital to this team and we need them with us.” Ash said. She looked at the others. Junior already had the Warthog reattached to the Pelican. Everyone else was loaded. Ash loaded up. “Alright. Here are the coordinates. Let me know how things go. If you need anything, we’ll be here for orbital support. UNSC Warlord has MAC rounds if anything gets too out of hand. Dexter out.” Dexter broke off the communications. “Well, you heard the man. Let’s go check on our friends.” Zeff said. The Pelican rose. A bunch of something came right after them, they ran at full speed. They were too far for any of them to see what they were. Covenant or Flood? No matter, plasma rounds were being shot at them. Junior punched the thrusters. ETA was one hour. -------------------------------- “You know. This cave doesn’t look too bad after all.” Bek said. She walked in the entrance. “Hello!” She yelled. The only reply she got was an echo, followed by a screech of some sort she had never heard before. “Looks like we’re good to go in. Nothing’s in there.” “Uh, no. I heard a screech. I don’t feel safe going in there.” Caboose said. “Nah, that’s just my tummy.” Bek said. “I’m kinda hungry.” Caboose looked out her like she was an idiot. “That makes no sense.” Was all he had to say. “Look guys. Let’s just take the tank; mount up, then go look for any clues.” Joseph said. Reaper unmounted the tank. Joseph got in the pilot seat, Caboose took the machine gun turret. Bek rode on the side; a rocket launcher and ammunitions laid there for her if she needed it. “Hey guys, hold on just one sec. There’s something in front of the Pelican. I want to check it out.” Reaper walked over to the front of the pelican. “Hey, guys. Wanna come here for a sec?” Reaper said, fright in his voice. Joseph moved the cannon of the tank over to Reaper. Who faced the other side of the Pelican; out of range. “Reaper, I can’t see what you’re looking at from here. What is it?” “I don’t know, let me check.” Reaper dissapeared behind the Pelican. “What is it?’ Bek asked, impatiently. Nothing. A few seconds later, they heard a frightened yell. “Ahh! Get it off me! Get it off me!” Reaper came from the other side of the Pelican. Two flood combat forms jumped on top of him, they broke his visor and lashed at him. Joseph and Caboose revved up their machine gun turrets and took out the flood. “Ah, thanks you guys. Although, I know longer have a helmet. I should be fine.” Reaper stood up, he walked over and bent down to pick up his gun which laid in front of the Pelicans mounted nose gun. Reaper went to turn around and walked over to the Scorpion. Except, instead his head started to get bigger and bigger really fast. “Reaper. What’s wrong with your face? It’s getting....” That was all Bek could say before Reapers head was in Bek’s lap. She screamed. Joseph shot the cannon. “Woah. What happened? Bek’s over here screaming like a twelve year old girl.” Caboose asked Joseph. “Well it appears there was a flood tank form on the other side of the pelican. Reaper was stupid and didn’t pay attention, so it swung it’s scythe looking arm thing at Reapers head, and cut it clean off.” Joseph explaine to them. “Huh. That’s weird.” Caboose said. “Anyways. We need to move. We can’t keep getting stalled like Reaper did. We need to push forward.” Joseph said. The Scorpion entered the massive cave. It was dark outside, but boy was it dark inside. Joseph kicked up the extra set of lights, which included the one that was mounted underneath Michael’s turret. They pushed through the cave. No flood in site nor Covenant. ~End of Chapter 3~
  22. ~Chapter 2: Her name is Ash~ “Just tell her you love her. Get it over with!” The girl said. “No. I won’t. It’s too much for me to handle! I don’t think I’m even capable of telling her hello. It’s too much for me.” The boy sobbed. “Well you ain’t going to get anywhere crying like a baby. Now go! I’m telling you this is the last straw. I’m tired of hearing it. So why don’t you just do it, god damn it!” The girl screamed. “No, I’m just scared of rejection is all. I don’t want her to think differently of me if she doesn’t want to. I feel as if our friendship will be wasted.” The boy was sad. “Then it’s a friendship worth wasted then. Isn’t it? You stupid boy.” The girl laughed. “You know, I might just tell her myself.” She smirked at him. “No! No you won’t! That will ruin it!” The boy screamed, angrily. “Well if you won’t do it. Someone has to.” The girl teased the boy, tongue out and everything. She decided to walk away after that. The boy stood up and through a punch, it hit her in the back of the head, knocked her to the ground. “How does that feel? Probably the same way I feel about telling her, now isn’t it?” The boy was angry. “Uh.” The girl started to cry. “Ugh. I can’t move! I can’t move! I can’t move my arms or legs. Please, somebody help me!” The girl cried out in pain. She was paralyzed. The boy realized what he did. He was afraid. How would he explain this to his mom? This was his best friend. There was nothing he could do besides regret. He looked over at her, she cried in pain and agony. He had no other choice. The boy grabbed the nearest metal chair he could find. He sat it on the girls head, then he sat on the chair. A crunch sound was made. Then silence. The boy looked down, his weight crushed the girls skull in. He got up and ran. ---------------------Story-Resumed------------------------------ “So do you mind telling us who you are? You don’t look familiar.” Jackson said. He walked through a couple doors, the command room on this ship was in the other room. However, he won’t go untold of the escorts name. The last time he was escorted, previously before he joined the UNSC Warlord, the escort was a fake. Jackson walked into a meeting with the Captain and higher staff members. As a result, he was punished. If he would have had the name, he would have been free. The ODST turned around, that big smile was still there. “My name is Fauz. Now, right through these doors you will run into Captain Mike Lespane. Good luck you guys.” Fauz walked away. He still had a smile. Only a few of the crew managed to give a question look about it. They then entered the room. “Ah. So you must be the newly patched up Team Lord? Not to worry, you’re other crew members will be joining up with you soon. Things will be explained nice and tidy.” Mike didn’t properly introduce himself, however he was right to the conversation. He obviously wanted this over quick and them on the surface. Er, ring? Whatever the word is, he wanted them there. “Now. Things will go simple. Your comrade, Dexter will be in charge of equipment and everything you need. If you need a transport. He’ll give you it. If you need a weapon he’ll give you it.” Mike said. Wow. So Dexter is here to help all along? Thought he would have stayed behind, but I guess not. That’s all Archangel could think. “With that little issue cleared. Here’s your crew. I’ll call them one-by-one so you get to know them better.” Mike said. Dang, this guy was organized. Samantha just sent them in. How could this captain be captain of a Frigate? Unless the requirement was to not introduce new crew, but to just throw them together. Well no, that still doesn’t make sense. That’d make him in charge of the missile pod turret. Which is probably the lowest job to have. Mike introduced a Spartan that walked in with the CQB Mjolnir variant, “This is Reaper. He’s a Spartan Two. He’s an oddball, I’ll tell you that. Thinks he’s comical and hilarious. Which he’s definitely not. The odd part about him is he doesn’t like to work together. He likes to go his way, on his own. Lone Wolf. Now, I’ve told him to leave that crap behind but he won’t listen.” He then waved another soldier to come in, this one was an ODST he was silent like his weapons, unlike Reaper who was having a laugh, “This here is Magnus Dreyar. He’s your silent type, doesn’t like to talk much. He too is a lone wolf. However, will work in groups. Lone wolf is just a preference of his. He’s a nice guy once you get to know him. Just doesn’t tolerate sarcasm. So keep it to yourself if you throw any in his direction.” A Spartan walked in without being told to do so, notably a Spartan IV in Recon armor, helmet in hand. “Oh, uh. Yes, this is Zeff. Be careful around this one. He likes to tell lies and manipulate you. So if he tries to attack you when you’re weak. Don’t give in. He’ll also try to get you to join his side, usually to win an argument. He is smart though, I’ll give him that. Just tries to get what he wants all the time. Hell, he managed to manipulate two marines to turn against each other and kill one another. Traded bullets is how, to clear up any questions.” Zeff walked over and respectfully stood beside Magnus and Reaper. Fauz appeared once again, with that smile on his face. He escorted an ODST out to everyone. “Ahh, yes. This here is our good member Joseph. You need him on your team to butt heads against Zeff. Joseph here can tell when you’re lying, he knows how to work his way around situations. Not just arguments. However, he is easy to get along with. You’ll become friends with him shortly, I’m sure. He’s even managed to become friends with Magnus.” Joseph rose two fingers in the air, showing a peace sign. Then quietly went over to stand with the crew. Mike looked over to see who was left. “Huh, just one left. Wonder where the other went. Well then, we’ll carry on.” A Spartan III walked into the room. “Now this ones a keeper. That you can’t keep. He’s only here for this mission and leaves afterwards. However, he’ll make sure the job gets done. His name is Eric Magarnold. Son of the Captain of UNSC Warlord actually, yes surprising he’s here. UNSC sent him over since no one else wanted to tag along. He’s quiet and won’t talk at all. However, he’ll get the job done. He’s fast and smart. No need to worry about losing him.” Mike patted Eric on the back, which was a motion for him to go stand over with the others. “Well you guys. I’m sorry the other one is not here. Hopefully you’ll run into her sooner or later. Hopefully sooner. Anyways, you should all meet downstairs. Dexter is waiting for you. Time for me to go.” The 65 year-old man walked out of the room. Happy to be of assistance. They all walked out of the room. “He was such a nice man. Introducing everyone and stuff. Great we get teammates and Dexter is actually coming along!” Archangel said. “Yes, but lets go.” Jackson lead everyone into the elevator. He pushed the button for the launch bay. “You know, I hope this goes well. Would be nice to get to know you all a little better.” Joseph said with enthusiasm. He held his hand out to Michael. “Hi.” Michael shook his hand, “Hello. I’m Michael Caboose.” Joseph gave a smile, “Well it’s nice to meet you Caboose.” Michael gave him a confused look, “Oh, people just usually call me Michael. Caboose is fine though!” He smiled. “Thanks.” Joseph replied. The elevator door opened, they all stepped out. They spotted Dexter over near three pelicans. He seemed to be in a conversation with someone. Everyone walked over. “Hello Dexter, glad you’re here to help.” Jackson said as he walked up to him. The person, who turned out to be a Spartan looked at them. Jackson could only make out that it was a female. He couldn’t get anything else. “Oh, hey guys. Sorry, I was busy here talking to Ash. One of your squad members.” Dexter noticed that the new recruits were with them. “Oh, Ash I think you missed your introduction with Mike. Dang it, why did you have to bother me?” Dexter walked over to talk to the other engineers. “Well, okay then. Be that way.” She looked away from Dexter and at her new team. “Hello, guys and gals. I’m Ash. To cut the exaggerated details that Mike probably has to say, I’m just the one you’ll look at for helping get the job done. Nothing more, nothing less. I’ll care for each one of you. Yep, that’s about it. Now lets go, shall we?” Ash walked over to join them. Dexter approached them. “Well everything is ready. This job is dangerous. However, you’ll be split up into teams of three. The teams are already made. We’re not drawing sticks or seeing who can skip a rock the farthest. Plus Paper, Rock, Scissors would just take too long.” Dexter looked for the paper on his clipboard. “Ah here we go,” Dexter started to name off the teams. “Joseph, Bek, Frank, Caboose, and Reaper will be in Pelican 1; on the left. You can’t miss it, there’s a tank attached for transport. Archangel, Jackson, Eric, and Magnus are Pelican 2; this one’s in the middle. Attached to it is a Gauss Warthog, with a Gungoose sitting on the inside. Runner, Junior, Zeff, and Ash will be in Pelican 3, on your right. Attached to it is a modified transport warthog. Included is a machine gun turret on both sides, flamethrower facing backwards, and the passenger gets a simple mounted shotgun turret on the dash. Improved for durability as well, that way you won’t be taken out so easily if you encounter flood.” Dexter’s mouth ran dry from the read-off. A glimmer shined in Runner’s eyes. “Alright, well mount up everyone. Let’s go.” The teams split off into their three sections and boarded the pelicans. “The pelicans have preset destinations. We’re going to sweep the landscape. Hence why you’re split up into three teams. As far as we’re concerned. Only one of these areas has the message, as far as we’re concerned. We’re not sure which one does. We have Covenant traces on the battlenet saying they were in each of the three. Anyways, good luck to all of you. I’ll be here if you need anything.” Dexter said, then flickered off their HUD’s. The pelicans all lifted up and took off. Each of the three broke off in separate destinations as they reached the surface. One was to search a cave. One was to search a desert. One was to search an island. As the pelicans grew near the installation, a green-musky look appeared in the air. This gave everyone an unsensational feel. Each of them knew, if they were to die from these creatures. It would use them to turn them against one another. Dexter saw in one of the Pelican’s cameras, a large figure ran across the ground. Then the camera went out and a Pelican came up missing on the screen. Only two remained. ~End of Chapter 2~
  23. ~Chapter 1: FireStorm~ Runner just reached Blue Teams base. How convenient, they just had to play capture the flag on Ragnarok. The most overplayed map, and the most played objective game mode. Why couldn’t it have been Ricochet on Chiron Tl-34? Whatever. The teams were an even Three versus Three. Red team consisted of Archangel, Runner, and Michael. Blue Team consisted of Jackson, Junior, and Frank. Of course, Dexter was the spectator and was in charge of the simulation. Bek, well she went to take a nap. Whatever I guess. Runner sprinted into Blue Teams base. The flag was settle conveniently on the pedestal above her. “Well. Here goes nothing.” She noticed Junior was on top with the Sniper Rifle. She watched as an indicated flashed on her screen that Junior just sniped Michael. “Hehe. Only if that were for real.” Runner jumped on top of the base, she walked up to Junior. Surprised he didn’t notice, or maybe it was her ultra ninja stealth mode? Oh well, she took her Carbine and, from behind, put it in both her hands and put the Carbine over Juniors head. She took the Carbine and slammed it up against his neck. He mumbled something but she couldn’t understand. She used her advantage and twisted the Carbine, which snapped his neck. He fell on the floor. “Well that was that, time to get this baby home.” Runner took their flag. The announcer announced that their team had the flag. “Well, they probably know now to. Better get back quick.” Runner went into the air vent on top of their base, it flung her high in the air. She was supposed to land around near those inclines that were split between the river bed. “Alright, now to just...” Splat. Frank ran into her with the Banshee. Runner was thrown out of the simulation, as well as everyone else. “Okay, what the Hell? I was in the middle of winning and you just stop the simulation? C’mon Dexter.” Michael said. Even though he was terrible on that last match. He died forty-three times and only had two kills. He didn’t even get a capture. One of those being a betrayal against Archangel. “Sorry guys. It’s time for you to go, we’re here. UNSC Firestorm is about five kilometers away from us. You all need to get in the Pelican, which is on the deck below us, and have Frank pilot you over.” Dexter said in an urgent manner. This mission must be a really go-getter and the Commander must not want to waste time. All six of them huddled in the small elevator. Junior quietly jammed out to the elevator music, it was one of his favorites. He remembered it used to play all the time in the elevators when he and his father were in New Alexandria. Oh how he missed his father. A tear skimmed down his cheek. Frank was next to him and noticed the tear; he put his hand on Juniors shoulder and told him “Cheer up big guy, we’re your family now. You don’t gotta worry about losing us.” Frank patted him on the shoulder twice, then gently shook it once before he dropped his arm. “Thanks. That means a lot to me. I have no one.” Junior wiped the tear off his face. He meant what he said too. Archangel heard them talk. He was a hundred percent agreed on that. They stuck together through thick and thin, no one gets left behind. Everyone stays alive. It was the unsaid rule of the team. The elevator door opened up. Looks like they were just in time, a Pelican was just being lowered down into the Hangar in front of the shield door. Frank walked ahead of everyone, obviously he was the pilot. He wanted to make sure the thing was safe and ready for immediate launch. Someone walked over to them, “Hello guys. Pelican’s ready. You can leave as soon as you like. Be safe, and have fun. We’re all counting on you. I want Lan Chorus dead as everyone else does.” “Wait. Biggles? Is that you Biggles? What happened? Why are you now working on the vehicle deck? Where’s Jack at? You two used to be together side by side.” Archangel just unloaded questions on him. “Hehe. Yep it’s me, Biggles. I got too old to fight and command had nothing for me to do anymore. Which brings me to Jack of Harts. He and I were on a mission to track down some insurrectionists who were messing with a Communications Outpost. Well, we got the Outpost secured, but on the way back Jack was taken out by a Spartan Insurrectionist, who took him away and left me all on my own as the Pelican took off. God knows where he is now.” Biggles looked down in silence. Jeez, those two really were best friends to the end. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know...” Archangel said. “It’s fine, just go ahead and get in. Firestorm is waiting for you, don’t want to waste your time. Bek’s already in the Pelican waiting for all of you.” Biggles said, then walked back where he came from. Everyone else loaded into the pelican. Frank took off to UNSC Firestorm. ----5 Minutes Later---- Frank approached UNSC Firestorm’s deck, it’s deck was small. However, I guess it was a Frigate. Probably why it was selected best for the job. Could get up close, and wouldn’t cost much if it was destroyed. They landed the pelican, as they exited they were greeted by a marine. Another one familiar to both Bek and Archangel. “Hello guys, they’re in the cafeteria getting some... some food. I hope you know how to get there. It’s just through those, um, those first few doors. Yes. They’re right through those first few doors. Mhm.” The marine said, he was really shaky and probably was insane. “Wait a minute, you’re Zen! Hi Zen!” Bek yelled. “Hrrrrmm!!” Was all that Zen said. “Just go through those doors, leave me alone!” Zen took off in a different direction through a few other doors. “I wonder what’s his problem.” Runner said as she took her helmet off. Jackson lead the team, through the first two doors. Then through another door. He didn’t see the cafeteria. He decided to turn back, but heard a noise. It sounded like a beat of some sort. Jackson pushed open the door. “Err’body say “Warlord” KEEP IT GOING, Tanks, Hornets, Warthogs, Warlord! Let the Covenant come over here, get a taste of my Warlord! Taste a bit of lead that I got from my ship, Warlord! Covenant might stand a chance against our Warlord! Boy, now I know you ain't talking about our Warlord! My mothers captain of the ship Warlord! WaWaWaWaWaWa Warlord!” Then all six of them sat down and ate some sausage. “Um, okay. If that is literally them. I will seriously just take Caboose and get in the nearest drop pod; take it down to the Ring or Installation whatever. Then, I will search for the clue or even Lan Chorus himself down there. Than to put up with those cheerful chatterboxes. It’s too annoying, and I just want to call them all stupid right now.” Runner hyperventilated. “Relax, C’mon lets go. They seem nice, that’s a thing. We’ll just introduce ourselves...” Jackson said before he was interrupted. “Hello Team Lord, glad you made it. Go ahead and take the elevator in the room where you landed the Pelican, and meet the Commander upstairs. You’ll be able to meet your new teammates up here shortly after they’re done eating breakfast. See you soon!” Someone said to them before they had the chance to meet their crew right now. They followed orders and took the elevator up. Runner noticed one of them was a girl, hopefully she wasn’t as bad as Bek. They all got in the clunky elevator, which slowly raised them upwards. Well here goes nothing. The elevator stopped and the shackles slowly raised in front of them. An ODST awaited in front of them, a huge grin on his face. “Follow me.” was all he said before he lead them. They did as they were told. ~End of Chapter 1~
  24. UNSC Warlord Book 3: Lan Chorus The Hunt Begins The Prologue... “Systems are clear. You may now exit.” Dexter, an engineer who was aboard the UNSC Warlord, deactivated the Cryogenic Pods that stored some of the ODST’s and Spartan’s onboard from the previous mission on Ballast. A few of them had decided to stay out, mostly the medics and pilots, the others are went into Cryogenic Pods until they were needed. Well, they were needed. Bek and Michael J Caboose exited first, and at the same time as one another. Bek didn’t have a helmet on unlike Michael. She lost this on her brink of life, back on Ballast. Osiris had tried to kill her; he beat her and kicked her until she bleed all over the face. As soon as she could, she managed to escape his grasp and head for an evac that Osiris originally had planned to arrive at the outpost where she met Michael. Osiris didn’t make it with her, she remembered as she watched the Scarab obliterate him into a hot liquid. Michael had faced something similar, where he was locked in the room, separated from the others, on Ballast’s underground tunnels. He was stuck in a room with what he found out to be a Precursor AI of some sort. No idea, he just called it a Robot like all the others did. Luckily, he managed to escape out of there and run into Alex, whom was later killed in the return to the tunnels by an Elite known as Lan Chorus. His brother was killed by the exact same Elite as well, whom had somehow managed to aboard the UNSC Warlord and thrown Destroyer into the reactor. Runner and Archangel exited next. These two didn’t get involved much on Ballast, but they were there. Runner, oh she was an excellent fighter when she did get involved. She was quick at the trigger and took down any enemy she saw in sight, heck she was even better than a few of the Spartan II’s on their team. Not to mention her agility on foot, about as fast a Spartan III. Archangel was a long lasted Spartan II, he was originally in Team Lord back on recruitment when he was first picked up on Reach with Bek. He was originally an ONI operative Spartan. When the situation calls for it, he’ll be the sniper. Archangel has helped the team secure various hard points and extraction zones. Without him, they may have been pressured with the Covenant forces. He knew Junior’s and Jackson’s fathers’. Lastly, Jackson threw open the door of the Cryogenic Tube. He stood proud, not very oriented at the moment, but he looked like he could just shake it off. Jackson was the team’s leader, or at least served at one at the time. Not only did he face a giant ‘Robot’ on his own, and use a mysterious weapon, which vanished after use, to destroy it. He also managed to get his team alive, by the use of Junior’s Warthog with upgrades that saved them from Covenant attack. “Good, glad to see you’re all here. Now as we go through configurations and other warm ups to get you guy’s oriented, I’d like to tell you a few things of why I awoke you from your slumber.” Dexter said as he went over to the shield console to ensure each one of their shields functioned correctly, except Runners. “Good, there better be. I don’t like being awoken for no reason. I enjoy my sleep when I can get it. Right now. I can’t get it.” Runner said as she stood back and watched each one of them alternatively took turns to get into position on the green marked tile. “Alright, that’s that.” Dexter said as he turned off the console and Jackson got out. He headed over to the focus ring console, to test how well each of them could focus on a certain area; if they could. “Commander Samantha wants us to go meet her. She sent a few other teams to do some recon while we took a break. She says she may have found Lan Chorus, but she’s not sure. They said there’s some clues on Installation 07 that may lead to other clues, and that we’re going to have to board the surface of that muck ring. It’ll be hell alright. At least UNSC Firestorm will be alongside to help us out. Heard they got a crew onboard we can get to meet. Just mostly some damn Helljumpers, and the others are Spartans. How they get along so damn well without another type of soldier beats me.” Dexter finished up the exercise. “Really? We’re going to Installation 07? I thought that was restricted and unable to land on? I guess I might be wrong, things could change over the course of the years.” Jackson stepped into the elevator with the others. They were all headed to the top floor to regroup with the others, then head up the stairway that took them into a door. The door lead to the UNSC Warlord Operation Deck. Which is where Captain Samantha Magarnold and Commander Moth were at. Where they waited. Frank and Junior were over in the corner at a dating table, they had a game of chess out in front of them. Frank was at the advantage, he still had his Commander on the board alongside two Marine’s who were soon to be able to transferred into ODST’s. Everyone approached their table, where they were interrupted. “Ah, I see it’s time to go then? No worries, didn’t care about the bloody game anyways.” Junior stood up and knocked the pieces over and out of place. Frank laughed in amusement, he was guaranteed to win anyways. Frank was a jolly fellow, he didn’t partake much. He just stood back and helped with what he could do, follow orders and what not. Although Jackson hated him because he was a pilot, he held no grudge or anger towards him. Jackson’s always been that way. Without him, they wouldn’t have got far. He was the main support on Ballast before UNSC Warlord arrived. He piloted his vehicle, which was a Hornet, took care of any threats that approached. Mostly hunters and Wraith’s. Both of which had trouble when it came against the mighty Hornet. Junior was a solid brick. Of course, his father died and he couldn’t have been there for him. Despite his father did kill Jackson’s own father, before he was killed himself. Junior did what was needed done. He took care of the team and made sure everyone was operational. No injuries, no losses. He did his best. Although his help in battle wasn’t much, he made sure everyone was on their feet. “Captain’s waiting, don’t think we want to upset her. At least I don’t, hehe.” Frank was happy they were on their way to see Samantha for their assignment. Actually, he was just happy he could see Samantha in general. The last time he saw her, he felt like he was in love. “Crud, I need to quit thinking about her. It’s getting old really quick.” Frank snapped out of his thoughts and ran up the steps to everyone who just started to enter the doorway to the Observation Deck. “Glad you could all make it. I’m going to make this quick and simple so you know what you’re doing.” Moth walked over towards the center of where they all stood. “We’re going to Installation 07. Now, we’ll need to be very careful. The flood still inhabit the installation. However, we will be accompanied by a fellow UNSC Frigate, known as UNSC Firestorm.” “Sounds interesting. I’d like to know more about them.” Jackson was ready to hunt down the Elite who killed Heli, a brave ODST that stood behind to fight the second Robot that they first encountered. “UNSC Firestorm may be a Frigate, but they will be helping with deployment and anything we need without wasting very much of Warlord’s resources. Firestorm has a few soldiers on board who have volunteered to join us. Just Spartan’s and ODST’s. However, you will have to board their ship before you can deploy on the surface of the Installation. Just be careful, Installation 07’s flood are unpredictable. There’s more in remote areas, then there are in others. You all need to watch you back.” Moth explained vigilantly. He just followed orders. “Now, that this is over with. You all need to return to your barracks and get ready for the jump. We should be there within two weeks. You all should get some practice in War Games and in the target range. I’ll let you know when we’re in view of the Installation. You are all dismissed.” Samantha told them as she walked back to her Headquarters. Frank watched her as she walked away. What a beautiful sight for him. “Well we heard the Captain, let’s go do some War Games. First maps on me, we’re going to play some Infection on Ragnarok with our loadouts we’ll be using on the field.” Jackson lead the team to the War Games room, where he set up the simulation. They felt the ship jump, it was time to get things done. War Games began. Junior and Michael started out as the first infected. The others were survivors. ~End of Prologue~
  25. Hello Everyone, I guess I should get started on UNSC Warlord. This time around we got a few newcomers, who haven't been here before. Now I know it might be confusing to some of those who have joined, however those of you who wish may might want to catch up on the other books, or you can play off where it starts. Book 1: Sanctuary is a 66 page book. Book 2: Odds and Ends is a 32 page book. Each of these books and their chapters exist here on these very forums, if you would like a reading copy. Feel free to PM me and I will hook you up with the books. I am proud to introduce our new forum members who have joined: xXTox1cXReaperZ Vitamin PWN Ash Gemini Dragons Fishy If you still want to sign up, just go on ahead and sign up here! http://www.343industries.org/forum/topic/40040-sign-up-for-the-hunt/ The series will continue where we last left, leaving Ballast. The last words said were mentioning the hunt of Lan Chorus, an Elite. His status has still been unconfirmed by the UNSC, but he has been labeled as "Assassin, Zealot, General, Field Marshall, Shipmaster, and other various names." Only 10 more days until the prologue is released! Stay tuned! I may send PM's again letting you know of the release of the chapters, or I may do something different this time. You all better be ready, polish those guns; clean that armor; get a few rounds of practice in at the training court; get to know each other; or if you don't want too, you can just wait until I share the story. Thank you everyone for making it this far!
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