How about a halo story

DarthBob · #1 (**permalink**) 11-27-2006, 12:01 PM

The clutters of trees which used to stand at the edge of the Geroto cliff where smoldering in the waning hours of the afternoon. Lying down in clumps on the trye marked dirt, the trees were great cover for the marines fireing aimlessly over the cliff face. Either because of the vulgar words that were being cried out in a specific number of languages or just because of the imense moral of the chief being there, but the marines where pushing back the grunts and elites trying to edge their way up to the cliff face. The master chief was peering over the edge to have an oversee of the situation. 12 elites, 23 grunts according to his calculations. Behind the small band of covonent freaks was the massive scarab which had fallen to the Master chiefs supirior weaponary. smoke billowed from the main plasma cannon and grunts where running around, backs on fire. Inside the chiefs highly elite armour, he smiled, a very rare thing for him to do. Those bastard prophets in the command ship aern't smiling now that their chief war tactition was lying dead on the floor under his foot. Still he kept on the defence, knowing that soon the big boys will come out to play to try and bully them
into giving up their lunch money. He kept firing with his sub machine guns. After the next elite fell down, the comm clicked in his head.
"Chief?" Coortana spoke into his head.
"Chief? Answer me!" The chief reluctantly stopped firing and stepped away from the ledge.
"Go ahead coortana" the chief replied in his cool dark sounding voice.
"Banshees en-route, advise you get the the heavy artilary out. Sending pelicans to bolster your forces. Any problems?"
"Just the one," the chief answered "Your stopping my gun from getting it's daily work out." He clicked off the intercom, peered over the edge and started firing, immediatley doing a head shot to a grunt.

People, please comment on this and i will be doing part to soon hopefully

Rob-hin · #2 (**permalink**) 11-27-2006, 03:10 PM

Hehe, never played the game but I liked the personal tough; like Chiefs reply at the end.

DesR85 · #3 (**permalink**) 11-28-2006, 01:23 AM

Well, I've played HALO before, but never got around to finish it. Gave up on it because of the underpowered assault rifle and how the game became slightly repetitive to me after a while. Anyway, back to the story. Just a few questions. When does this story take place? Is it before the events in HALO or somewhere in between HALO 1 and HALO 2?

DarthBob · #4 (**permalink**) 11-28-2006, 08:51 AM

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Originally Posted by DesR85

Well, I've played HALO before, but never got around to finish it. Gave up on it because of the underpowered assault rifle and how the game became slightly repetitive to me after a while. Anyway, back to the story. Just a few questions. When does this story take place? Is it before the events in HALO or somewhere in between HALO 1 and HALO 2?

Well I was hopineg it to be inbetween 1 and 2 but i never finsished either so i dont really know

so does this mean that u want me to write another part? if so let me no

DesR85 · #5 (**permalink**) 11-30-2006, 01:28 AM

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Originally Posted by DarthBob

Well I was hopineg it to be inbetween 1 and 2 but i never finsished either so i dont really know

so does this mean that u want me to write another part? if so let me no

Since you mentioned Cortana in your story, I think it is best to say that your story take place in between HALO 1 and 2. It wouldn't make much sense if the story is set before the events of HALO 1 as Master Chief have yet to meet her (Cortana) at that time.

DarthBob · #6 (**permalink**) 12-19-2006, 06:08 AM

The trees that lay crushed on the top of the cliff were hardley visable in the waning hours of the day. Saresh was standing beneath the crushed scarab watching his grunts collapse on the ground while trying to prress the attack. A couiple of them where enclosed behind a piece of warthog debris. Two banshees flew overhead, trying to shoot down the pelicans that where trying to make a land right in the heart of the main force. He checked his rifle. Looking thouroghly up and down the weapon, he gave a specific examination. Satisfied, he put it on his back and moved to a leg of the scarab. Two jackles flanked him as he came further to the leg. He signeled for them to move in front of him.
"Banshees, land over on the north-east part of the ridge, behind the scarab. I will send a platoon of grunts and jackles to accompany you."

"Yes commander." An Elite replied and the banshees zoomed over the scarab to the cliff. vA phantome came over, behind the humans soared pass them. The humans on the ridge where now accompanied by two warthogs, reared up and firing at the jackels that where protected by their shields. Saresh saw, helping the barbarians, the face of the demon that had destroyed the blessed ring. The shape, of the master chief.
"This is Saresh here, bring in the hunters. Bring in the brutes. Bring in every soldier we have, the Demon is here."

DarthBob · #7 (**permalink**) 12-19-2006, 12:38 PM

"Chief?" Cortana clicked back into the chiefs head.
"What isit now coortana? This war is not gona be won by you nagging at me." The chief said, his anger growing. The banshees that where pestering the pelicans had gone, now replaced by plasma cannons, being manned by elites. The chief shot one down with his sniper rifle, but he wasn't oing to get anywhere by attempting to shoot the 6 others that where stationed all around the scarab.
"Chief, grab a warthog and go northeast of that scarab, two phantoms have just landed and I don't want my platoon being ripped in half by elites. I'm bringing in Johnson. Don't worry about the pelican. Johnson will sort those turrets out." With that word, a warthog sped out of the forest. skidding to a halt just before it collided with the warthogs that where attempting to shoot down the jackles that where edging through the debris of warthogs and pelicans. Johnson stepped out of the car, and walked towards the chief.
"Chief, give those bitches hell." The chief nodded and replied,
"Don't I always?" And with that, the chief stepped into the driver seat and drove off. When the car was out of sight, Johnson turned to the marines.
"Right you mothers, these rag tag sons of bitches have shot down countless of our boys! And you ****ing pansies are gonna give them hell for that! your'e gonna kill every single one of those bug faces for killing keyes! And I know your'e gonna make them pay double rent for killing those souls on the autom and Reach! Am I right marines?" The entire company of marines on that cliff screamed "Sir yes sir" and continued to shoot dow the covenent that lay before them.

The chiefs warthog sped arund the cliff towards the target objective. A mexican soldier stood in the main turret, and alongside him, an English boy in the passenger seat. A line of trees encircled the left side of the warthog. Down the cliff, the grunts hiding behnd the scarab, where being wasted by the gunners. As the chief looked at this, he dd not notice the huge animal charging across the road, smacking the car over. The chief fell to the ground. The two marines screamed as the car crushed their bones into dust. The chief looked around. He peered into the forest. Nothing. He turned back to the warthog. The soldiers had gone. He edged forward, fixing his gun on the car. He checkd underneath. The only signs of the soldiers where the blood off thier bodies. All of a sudden, he was crashing down to the ground, a giant,monkey with mssive fangs and bad breth pressed up against him. He peered into its huge grey eyes. It stared at the chefs visor. It gave a snort.
"So your the demon they spoke of. Yu don't look so tough to me. The brutes have taken down the creature that broke the sacred ring. I bet I could break your neck in one stroke." To this the chief replied.
"Hello monkey, I'm the chief, say hello to the idiots that iv'e killed before you that like to talk instead of act. Goodnight. And with that the bullet in the chiefs pistol flew into the brutes body. The body made a blank loo, then fell next to the chief. The chief stood up a flipped the warthog. He clicked his comm on.
"Coortana, we have a problem."

DarthBob · #8 (**permalink**) 01-10-2007, 04:40 AM

Saresh cursed a plauge on the humans. They had been pushing his troops further and further back to the scarab ever since they landed. The entering of the brutes had not proved comfort since they where on the far ridge attack the demons war machine. The jackles had been totally wiped out by the tanks on the high ridge and the ghosts that had been pushing through the trees behind them had been caught offguard by the two warthogs coming up on the rear. he had to call for evac.