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Subject: halo 3:recon- the prologue....written in first person!!

Well, I've got a lot of homework to do tommorow, so I doubt then, but probably sometime early next week, monday or tuesday is likely.

  • 02.21.2009 3:33 PM PDT

awesome once again man, really good. minor nitpicks like the fact that a fish hit by a sniper bullet (if u could even hit them) would be gone, and the fact that u cant use a screw in silencer on a sniper, but those are just minor details.

  • 02.21.2009 6:57 PM PDT

It could be a big fish....And as for the Sniper, desigin could have changed a lot in 500 years.

Also, TW InKoGnIto has made an epic cover for the story, Here it is, I'd like to give a big thanks to him.

  • 02.21.2009 11:17 PM PDT

The sniper in Halo is 14 MM which is .2 millimeters larger than a .50 caliber. (Well that is the Halo 2 handbook says).

In a Mythbusters episode, they proved that when you 'shoot a fish in the barrel' the shock wave generated by the bullet is enough to kill the fish.

Also, in another episode, they proved that when a bullet hits the water (especially at an angle), it disintegrates. The faster the bullet, the more quickly it falls apart. (They shot a .50 cal. and it was awesome!)

Either way, thanks for liking my photoshop, and keep up the great work!

  • 02.22.2009 9:58 AM PDT

Here's Part 23, hope you enjoy it. ~ Wolverfrog

Part 23- Meet the Spartans

One of the Spartans walked over to us. He must have been at least 7 foot tall, possibly higher. I felt like a dwarf next to him.

"You soldiers okay?"

We stood their, dumbstruck, unable to answer this Demigod like being. After about thirty seconds of silence, Rook nudged Switch, who nudged Rook back. Seeing that they were getting nowhere, I decided to speak.

"Yes sir!" I said nervously.

The Spartan laughed.

"No need to call us sir lad, we have names. I'm Michael, guy in the blue armour's James, and the one in red's Fin. So, who's your commanding officer?"

"Old Sleeping Beauty over there." Rook muttered, pointing at Blade.

Michael laughed once again, a hearty, echoing sound that resonated loudly in my ears.

"Good one lad, I'll be back in a few minutes with a medical kit, just gotta check the Warthog for damage first." He walked off, and began talking with the other two Spartans. He didn't once go near the Warthog.

"So." I began. "What the hell is a Spartan?"

"I'm not exactly sure, I've heard lots of rumours, some say under that armour, they're just killing machines, others say they're Alien. I'm not sure what, but ONI try to keep it hush hush. Officially, there's no such thing as a Spartan." Switch explained.

"Well, they give me the creeps. It's unnatural what they did to those Elites." Rook said.

"Unnatural or not, they sure saved our ass." I argued. They didn't seem so bad, or Michael at least seemed okay.

We stood around for a while, looking at Blade sleeping in the snow.

"What do we do now?" I asked.

"I guess we wait for Blade to wake up, he'll take command."

"Is he a higher rank than those Spartans?"

"How the hell should I know? Higher rank or not, he'll still take command."

We shared a laugh, and Michael walked back over carrying a medical box. He opened it, and it was filled to the brim with syringes, bandages, and other such supplies.

"Ouch!" He said, looking down at Blade's burnt leg. "That must have hurt. Fin!" He called to his squad member. "Apply some pressure on the wound while I clean it up."

With incredible accuracy considering the size of their hands, the Spartans cleaned up Blade's wound well, cleaning it and then sowing the flesh up with a tiny needle, managing to hold it even through the thick armour. Man they were good.

"Right, he's all patched up. Just gotta wait for him to come round now." He pointed at me. "You and the rest of your squad look for somewhere to tuck him in, me and my squad will be back later, we'll just be.....cleaning up."

With that, him and the other two Spartans marched back into the destroyed base. I saw one of them reload their assault rifle. I felt sorry for any Covenant still inside.

We walked over to a rubble free area, and began setting up the tent that Switch still carried. Once it was done and anchored to the ground with a few rocks, we gently eased Blade inside the tent.

"Uh, shouldn't we take his armour off first?" I asked.

"Hey, you're welcome to strip down Blade any time you want Farm-Boy" Rook jested.

On second thoughts, I thought he'd be better off with his armour on.

After Blade had been attended to, we began stoking a fire. The red hot embers flickered, cutting through the fogginess of the night. Then again, the fog could have been dust from the destroyed base.

A little while later, the three Spartans joined us. They had salvaged some provisions from the wrecked base, and passed them to Switch to cook. There was precious little, and I wasn't sure how the six of us were going to share such tiny portions out. However, when I asked the Spartans if they wanted some, they declined.

"We're fine, we ate a big meal about three days back."

Three days? Maybe the rumours were right, maybe they werealien. My suspicions were groundless however, as Michael removed his helmet, revealing a pale, but quite human face. He had short, brown hair, pale skin, and dark green eyes.

"So" Switch began, finally beginning to relax now he had seen they were actually human. "How did you find us?"

"We were stationed at Midgard, when we received a distress call from here. For five minutes the signal was strong, then it suddenly stopped. Command sent us three here to sort out whatever the problem was."

"Three people?" I asked in disbelief. Surely the UNSC wouldn't send only three soldiers to answer a distress call.

Before Michael could answer with what would probably be a modest answer, Switch cut in.

"They're Spartans lad, they would have been more than enough."

"Yeah, well, we would have been here sooner, but about 40 miles east of the city, the Warthog began stalling. So we had to get out and fix that, which stalled us a bit."

"Don't forget that Covenant amour force we ran into too." James added. It was the first time I'd heard him spoke.

"That was nothing. Anyway, looks like we arrived just a little late."

"Yeah, well you sure arrived on time to save us."

"Speaking of which, where were those Covenant taking you anyway?"

"Up to some cruiser to be interrogated.....Wait!" I suddenly remembered something.

"What?" Switch asked in annoyance.

"Those other Elites, the ones that left early, don't you think they'll be suspicious when we don't arrive on their ship as planned?"

Switch suddenly realised the implications of this.

"Oh crap."

We slowly turned our heads towards the cruiser. Surely enough, a force of about ten drop ships were leaving the docking bay, heading straight for us. They were probably full to the brim with Covenant soldiers.

The Spartans had noticed too.

"Should we run?" I asked them.

Michael drew out an assault rifle.

"Hell no."

  • 02.22.2009 2:25 PM PDT

That is by FAR the best part of the story yet despite what you said on Max's thread you deserve recon man

  • 02.22.2009 2:53 PM PDT

Cool. I always like your stories. :-D

  • 02.22.2009 6:07 PM PDT

Where's my -blam!- cheeseburger!?

New Zealand Gamers

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Mythic Conquerer #12

Just keeps getting better and better. Keep up the good work, man!

  • 02.23.2009 3:05 AM PDT

-eddy!
huh! What? It was the other guy, honest! ;)
'it was a sniper!' looks down at my sniper
uhh yeah? hes got one too. XD

im at a loss for words
well done doesnt even come cloes

  • 02.23.2009 2:15 PM PDT

very good, u portray the spartans as the badasses they are...lookin forward to part 24!

  • 02.23.2009 5:13 PM PDT

By the power of truth, I, while living, have conquered the universe.

I'm looking forwards to how you further incorperate the Spartans, great work!

  • 02.24.2009 9:37 AM PDT

Yeah, the Spartans will be around for a little while yet. I'll get started on Part 24 tommorow.

  • 02.24.2009 9:55 AM PDT

Its not my birthday or anything tomorrow but coming home to a nice new part of the story would be a great president.

And for the record, before you or Max or ajw says that you do have lives, yes I know this is a joke asking for an ETA lol

  • 02.25.2009 7:30 PM PDT

I do all the time.
Posted by: The Stig 521
yes I know this is a joke asking for an ETA lol

  • 02.25.2009 7:50 PM PDT

I did only say I'd get started on it, not finish it; I'm trying to make them better now than the previous parts. Anyway, I'll try and finish it tonight, actually, I will, because after that, for a few days at least, I'm going to be playing Halo Wars and the Mythics. Halo Wars will help me add some better content to the story, once I've done the campaign.

Bear with me.

And also, the story isn't on hot topics anymore, it's slightly confusing, but I think what decides it is how many people post in the space of a short time.

  • 02.25.2009 10:11 PM PDT
Subject: [Story] Memoirs of an ODST (Part 24 now available)

Here's Part 24, I actually think it's pretty good, but I'll see what you guys think of it. Enjoy, and make sure to leave feedback.

Part 24: Ragnarok

The ships were closing in fast. Soon we'd be in range of their plasma cannons.

"James, Fin, grab a couple of Spartan lasers, try to take out as many as you can." Michael ordered, and the other two Spartans went over to the Warthog and grabbed two large weapons.

Pointing the two weapons and two different ships, they held down the trigger button. The front of the lasers grew red, and became brighter and brighter. Suddenly, a huge concentrated beam of light shot from each of them, penetrating the hull of the enemy craft. The ships began a rapid decent to the ground, one which was unplanned. The casing of the two were ablaze with a blue, vivid fire.

"Holy crap, what was that?" Switch asked, moments later, the sound of the lasers could be heard again, and two more ships were down.

"That, is a Galilean Non-linear Rifle, or what we call a Spartan laser."

"A Spartan laser?" I asked.

"We call 'em that since the UNSC asked us to test them for them, due to their tendency to overheat to extreme levels at the moment. They're constantly bringing out new prototypes, each one safer than the last." Another two blasts were heard, and that brought the drop ship count down to four, a lot more of a reasonable number.

The four remaining ships were now close to the ground, and were already dropping down troops. They didn't start firing the cannons, I guessed they just wanted to get out of there. Once all soldiers had been sent down by the gravity lift, they soared back off into the sky, back towards the cruiser. The Spartan laser went off again, and only two survived to reach the cruiser.

"Sir, they're out of charge." James and Fin said to Michael, hoisting the lasers onto the powerful magnetic clips on their back and drawing out two assault rifles.

"Right, well, there isn't that many Covenant now."

I looked at him in amazement. Not many? There was still about fifty of them down there.

"Actually Sir-, em, Michael, maybe we should think about running." Rook said to him, worried.

The Spartan looked at the huge force running towards them.

"Don't worry lad, we're fine, maybe it wouldn't be a bad idea for you three to go find some cover though."

We didn't argue, well, in any situation it was pretty hard to argue with someone who neared two metres, but I still felt kind of guilty as we went to hide behind a rock, a rough, large boulder on the snowy plain.

"You think they'll be okay?" I asked Switch, who was nervously poking his head around the boulder, watching the scene.

"I don't know, I mean, they're Spartans, but fifty?"

"What species?" I asked.

"Looks to be around twenty Grunts, ten Elites, and twenty odd numbers of some weird looking guys holding what look like round, blue shields."

I poked my own head slightly above the boulder, and watched what was going on.

The Spartans were waiting, standing unnervingly still, facing the innumerable wave that was in front of them. At the front of The Covenant forces was an Elite in golden armour, holding a sword. He was pacing along the edge of his forces, presumably inspiring them. It reminded me of some video our class had once watched in school, a film set some one thousand years ago on Earth, back when humanity still used swords and bows and arrows.

Suddenly, the Elite in charge barked an order, and the weird looking aliens raised their arms, long, tapered fingers squeezing down the trigger of their guns. Twenty bolts of propelled plasma sailed towards the Spartans, and it looked like they were going to be hit. Suddenly, with impossible speed, they simultaneously swerved to the side and dodged them, the bolts sailing harmlessly past us and dissipating on the cliff behind.

The Spartans retaliated quickly with force of their own, each throwing a grenade across a huge distance, landing in the middle of their troops. Most of the Elites and unknown species were quick enough to jump out of the way, but the Grunts couldn't move in time with their stumpy little legs, and they were killed by the ensuing explosion.

The Elites roared in defiance, half of them whipping out energy swords and rushing towards Michael and his team. Concentrating their fire, the Spartans managed to kill two, but that still left three, who were now right near them. James whipped out a shotgun and felled the one running towards him in a single blast, the alien's sword tumbling harmlessly onto the ground, before exploding in a flash of plasma.

Fin looked to be in trouble. The Elite was right near him, and Fin wasn't using his assault rifle, I presumed it had run out of clips. Deciding to help him out, I popped myself fully above the rock, and, zooming in, shot the Elite in the head, bypassing his shields. The alien collapsed to the floor, dead. I heard Fin shout a faint thank you in my direction.

Michael was facing an Elite, both were circling each other. Suddenly, the Elite lunged for him with his sword, and it seemed for certain it was the end of him. Switch turned away. Suddenly, out of nowhere came Michael's hand, which grabbed the Elite's wrist, holding it in place. With a few deft movements, he broke the Elites arm in three places, causing him to drop the sword him was holding and yowl in pain. He then grabbed the Elite's chest, and threw him down onto the floor, smashing his head on a sharp rock. It quivered once, twice, then no more.

The Covenant soldiers with the shields blanched, and, as one, turned around and fled. Knowing that victory was now inevitable, we came out from behind the rock and shot them in the back, with a combination of Battle Rifle shots and Sniper bullets. The five remaining Elites hadn't fled. We rushed forward surrounded them, creating a sort of circle.

"Drop your weapons, and we'll let you live." Michael said to them, aiming his rifle at the leader.

"We would rather die than become hostages to you human." The golden armoured Elite snarled, his four mandibles opening in contempt.

There was silence, then.

"So be it" Michael said, and we shot them all where they stood. Against all odds, we had defeated fifty soldiers, plus six drop ships probably containing another seventy or so.

"Wow", Rook said. "That was quite....something."

"Just another day in the corps lad, you'll be in countless fights like that for years. The trick is to keep your cool, no matter what the pressure." Michael said, holstering his gun onto his back.

"Doesn't hurt to be an armoured super soldier either" Switch whispered in my ear.

"So." Rook said. "What next?"

"Well, we should get out of here, but that Warthog won't hold us all I'm afraid." Michael told us.

"Wait...back down at the Waterfall, near the Cov- Forerunner structure. I'm pretty sure I spotted a Covenant ship down there. We could hijack that and fly it to Midgard." I said, thinking back.

"Yeah, because the UNSC there will really react well to a Covenant ship approaching their position." Came Rook's reply.

"Well, we can set it down a mile or so away from the city, and walk from there." I retorted.

"Sounds like a plan to me, you guys lead us to that waterfall." Michael agreed.

We trekked through the snow towards the path there, not forgetting to pick up Blade on the way of course. It was time to get out of here.

[Edited on 02.28.2009 10:44 AM PST]

  • 02.26.2009 10:42 AM PDT
Subject: halo 3:recon- the prologue....written in first person!!

By the power of truth, I, while living, have conquered the universe.

You never fail to deliver, great chapter.

  • 02.26.2009 11:53 AM PDT

-eddy!
huh! What? It was the other guy, honest! ;)
'it was a sniper!' looks down at my sniper
uhh yeah? hes got one too. XD

really good!

  • 02.26.2009 12:37 PM PDT

Posted by: Wolverfrog
I did only say I'd get started on it, not finish it; I'm trying to make them better now than the previous parts. Anyway, I'll try and finish it tonight, actually, I will, because after that, for a few days at least, I'm going to be playing Halo Wars and the Mythics. Halo Wars will help me add some better content to the story, once I've done the campaign.

Bear with me.

And also, the story isn't on hot topics anymore, it's slightly confusing, but I think what decides it is how many people post in the space of a short time.


That...was epic great part.
Also I think its a good idea for use with the halo wars that is a really good idea keep up the good work man.

  • 02.26.2009 12:38 PM PDT
Subject: [Story] Memoirs of an ODST (Part 24 now available)

Well, I'm afraid Halo Wars looks like it will take up at least a week or more of my time, but who knows? Maybe I'll find some time. Anyway, in that time, just read a few other fan fictions, I recommend Ajw's The Last Spartan, which can be located on the first page of the gallery.

[Edited on 02.26.2009 10:28 PM PST]

  • 02.26.2009 10:25 PM PDT
Subject: halo 3:recon- the prologue....written in first person!!

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Posted by: ajw34307
You never fail to deliver, great chapter.

  • 02.27.2009 2:05 PM PDT

Good job.

  • 02.27.2009 7:41 PM PDT

Posted by: Dropship dude
No, acnboy. Spartain Ken 15 is a lesser being. Much like the bacteria that lives in your shi­t.
Posted by: mike120593
My shi­t bacteria takes offense to that comparison.

Don't make me lel. You won't like me when I lel.

Ha! Amazing chapter!

"Yeah, because the UNSC there will really react well to a Covenant ship approaching their position." Came Rook's reply. - that was awesome

  • 02.28.2009 4:11 AM PDT
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Posted by: ajw34307
You never fail to deliver, great chapter.

Posted by: ajw34307
You never fail to deliver, great chapter.

  • 03.01.2009 2:40 PM PDT

This story truly is a work of art. I can tell you put a great amount of time and effort into this. I haven't been on bungie lately, so I haven't seen this until today. I decided to read it and it's great. I commend you for a job well done. I am also writing a story about an ODST who is put into a Spartan-II program on earth. I'm glad to see there are others with creative minds out there writing stories like this that allows the fanbased community to appreciate their work. Great job once again!

  • 03.02.2009 3:46 PM PDT