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Subject: [Story] Memoirs of an ODST (Part 29 now available)

Beats the hell out of some posts though.
Posted by: random no337
Great chapter, but you may want to proofread it a little, I noticed a few grammatical errors.
Don't take it badly, just an observation.


d00d i kan haz autograp u gon b famos 1 dai wolverfrog

  • 05.23.2009 7:55 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.

Posted by: Luke35120
Beats the hell out of some posts though.
Posted by: random no337
Great chapter, but you may want to proofread it a little, I noticed a few grammatical errors.
Don't take it badly, just an observation.


d00d i kan haz autograp u gon b famos 1 dai wolverfrog

Of course, it just helps in a story.

  • 05.26.2009 2:28 AM PDT

great story once again man, you've got me hooked; i cant wait for the next part!

  • 05.26.2009 4:27 PM PDT

Posted by: random no337
Posted by: Luke35120
Beats the hell out of some posts though.
Posted by: random no337
Great chapter, but you may want to proofread it a little, I noticed a few grammatical errors.
Don't take it badly, just an observation.


d00d i kan haz autograp u gon b famos 1 dai wolverfrog

Of course, it just helps in a story.
Indeed.

  • 05.26.2009 7:41 PM PDT

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Ummm... where is part 30

  • 06.06.2009 7:56 AM PDT

It's not been wrote yet, this is a work in progress. You'll have to wait I'm afraid. Thanks for reading though, in the mean time why not check out my other story, Halo 3: Insurrection, which should be on the right in the top forum topics.

  • 06.06.2009 8:14 AM PDT

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Lol. Impatience!

  • 06.06.2009 1:16 PM PDT

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LOL i cheated by reading all this instead of following it in the SIP forums. It's great! I'm already thinking of how i'd make it audio-visual, like a machinma or even live action

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  • 06.06.2009 3:11 PM PDT

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thats right, you better run dowders... Lol... good story... Ima read insurrection, while im supposed to be studying for finals..

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  • 06.07.2009 9:56 AM PDT
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thats right, you better run dowders... Lol... good story... Ima read insurrection, while im supposed to be studying for finals..

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lol thats exactly what iv been doing for the last month =]

[Edited on 06.11.2009 12:25 AM PDT]

  • 06.11.2009 12:24 AM PDT

Part 30: Insubordination

"Right recruits, under the net now! Move it, move it, move it!" Blade shouted at the cursing Insurrectionist recruits, not a bead of sweat running down his old, worn face. He was confident and in control.

We were both dressed in Drill Officer attire, our Sergeant Lapels gleaming on our chests. Today, Mains had kindly asked us over breakfast to oversee the newly enlisted recruits training. I'd enthusiastically agreed, Blade has muttered something about not really wanting to train a new generation of "Innies." Luckily, Mains, or Scott I suppose he had asked me to call him, didn't hear.

"Right lad, I'm gonna go get a drink. Think you can handle it?" Blade asked me, already walking towards the mess hall.

"Sure thing."

I walked over to the other end of the net, and attempted to encourage the men to carry on.

"Right, come on, only a little more!" I shouted in my most commanding voice, however, all I received from the man emerging from under the net was a cold stare. The rest of them did likewise, leaving me to stand there as they simply walked away from the obstacle course, towards the changing rooms.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing recruits? Get back here!" I ordered, sensing trouble.

Slowly, the tallest one, who looked to be around 6"3", turned towards me, a sneer on his face. The rest of the recruits, bar one who seemed to not to be involved, followed suit, clustering around the tall one. I groaned inwardly, they'd formed a gang.

I was only 5"10", which, although the same size as some of men there, didn't come close to the "ringleader."

"What was that kid?" The tall one asked menacingly, drawing in on me. He towered over my figure, his grotesque face pushed firmly against mine. I was a little intimidated, but didn't flinch. Instead, I drew away from him and pulled out the small firearm at my side, an M6C SOCOM, complete with an optical scope and silencer; fully automatic, of course.

"You heard me tough guy, get back on the course!" I growled in a Blade - esque impression.

That got some laughs, but at me, not with me. I groaned inwardly, when was Blade getting back? No, I told myself firmly, if I couldn't sort this one tiny crisis, how would I cope in the future?

"Look at you, you're barely out of diapers kid! And to think you're a Sergeant." The same tall recruit jeered. I'd had it up to there with him by now.

"Right, that's it recruits! Get to the course now, or I start shooting!" I threatened, raising the pistol. The men guffawed.

"You're bluffing kid, you wouldn't shoot us..."

How wrong he was, I thought. If I was with my squad and Blade gave the order, I'd have filled him with bullets, no hesitation. In fact, I was pretty sure it was in my UNSC contract to kill any Insurrection I saw. However, to a certain extent he was right. I was under cover, and something told me that shooting a recruit on my first day as Sergeant would be a bit of a give away. Instead, all I said was.

"Don't try me big shot. I'm the Sergeant here, and I order you to get back to training! You signed a contract with us, you'll keep to it's terms."

"Ha-ha, right kid, if you want to be treated like a big boy, then fine. You're in for a world of hurt..." He said, pounding his fist as he drew in on me.

Without warning, he swung a heavy fist at me, aimed for my head. Instinctively, I ducked, and heard a surge as the fist pass harmlessly over the head. I had a feeling that would have knocked me out.

Wasting no time, I rested my finger on the SOCOM, prepared to shoot him in the leg. Before I could pull though, another fist flew threw the air and knocked it out of my hand. As the recruit reached down to pick it up, I kicked it away and kicked him in the head for good measure, sending him sprawling into the dust.

The others had formed a circle around us by now, cheering him, and booing me. One of them tossed the recruit I was fighting an empty bottle of beer, which was quickly smashed, the sharp remnants of it aimed at my chest. I stepped back warily, this guy was obviously prepared to go all the way.

He lunged at me with the bottle, and quickly I dived out the way. This was getting serious now, I could lose my life.

I scrambled up, and attempted to barge past the circle of cheering recruits. I was quickly pushed back towards my aggressor.

I heard air distort as the broken bottle once again flew through the air, aimed at my beating heart. Reacting quickly, I grabbed his grubby, hairy arms and attempted to push him back. He grunted with surprise as he met resistance, the bottle mere inches from my chest. He pushed hard, and slowly I began to feel my arms buckle. Suddenly, I felt my feet fall from beneath me as he dealt a swift kick below, and I tumbled to the ground, winded.

He towered over me, bottle raised madness in his eyes. By God, he was actually going to kill me! I braced myself, thinking this was the end. How ironic, to survive countless attacks by Covenant only to be killed by a Insurrectionist recruit with an attitude problem.

Before the final blow could be made however, an angry, confused voice shouted from outside the circle.

"What's going on here? Why aren't you on the training course? And what's with the circle of people, move out of my way!"

Hope filled my heart as I realised who it was Blade!

A few startled people jumped out of the way as Blade pushed past, revealing to him the bizarre scene before him. With a look of alarm, he saw the broken bottle, poised to stab me.

"Put the bottle down son...now." He spoke calmly, trying to placate the tall recruit. Blade was a little smaller than him.

Rather than listen to the command though, the recruit swung crazily through the air towards Blade with his left arm out stretched, the one which held the bottle. He was going all the way, planning to stab Blade too.

With lightning reactions, Blade grabbed the attacker by the arm, stopping his whole body in his tracks. With a flick of Blade's wrist, the attacker was thrown to the ground, and the shattered bottle flew in the air, completely smashing as it landed on the recruits' arm. A horrible scream rang through the air as broken glass penetrated, red, crimson blood oozing from the multiple wounds.

There was no sympathy in Blade's gaze as he placed a strong foot on the recruits' chest, pinning him down.

There was no sympathy in Blade's gaze as he drew a M6D Magnum from it's holster, pointing it at the recruit's head.

There was no sympathy in his gaze as he fired either.

"There's no place in the world for people like him. Other than a cemetery." Blade reflected solemnly, holstering the smoking pistol. "Now get back on that course men, or else!"

They ran, practically leaving apparations of themselves in the air where they stood, they went so fast. Blade sighed, and rolled the corpse at his feet over, so it was face down in the dirt.

"Wow Blade...You killed him." I uttered, shocked. Blade scowled.

"Of course I did, he was committing insubordination and assaulted a superior officer. You should have shot him long before I came."

I hadn't looked at it like that. Mains would be annoyed, no doubt, but he'd understand.

"Yeah, yeah I guess." I sighed, looking at the floor, my face flushed red. "Maybe I'm not cut out for this whole Sergeant thing after all..."

Blade frowned instantly.

"Don't you go feeling sorry for yourself. You'll do fine, you just need some confidence. Tell you what, meet me in the hall at 1am, no one will be around. We can do some unarmed combat there, and I'll also lecture you on how to command troops. You need to learn it." He rebuked.

I brightened considerably.

"That'd be great Blade. Thanks."

  • 06.14.2009 7:09 AM PDT

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Michael held up an armoured hand as large as Switch's face.

"Hold on there, I hear something from behind that rock." He cautioned, treading through the snow with an Assault Rifle in hand.

Switch watched with slight worry as the Spartan reached the rock in question, a rough, imposing object. It was nearly twice as tall as Michael.

"Aha!" Michael cried as he reached the back of the rock, he bent down, and after a brief struggle, emerged holding a familiar character.

"Captain Smithe?" Switch asked incredulously, then began laughing as he saw the look of terror on his face. Rook laughed too. The other Spartans just stood, stoic. Obviously Smithe had thought Michael to be another of the Covenant. His gaze turned to Switch, and relief flooded his face.

"You there, ODST! Tell this monster to set me down this instant!" Smithe screamed, obviously not recognising him. Switch strode over to Smithe and looked him in the eye.

"The ODST has a name, and so does the monster. You know me, I'm Corporal Switch. And the monster is Michael. The other ODST is Rook, who you've also met, and the other two are James and Fin."

Comprehension arose in Smithe's gaze.

"Ah yes, Switch. Of course. Now would you mind letting me down?" The Captain asked, a sneer upon his face. Switch groaned, why hadn't he died in the attack?

"Put him down Michael." He sighed, cursing his bad luck. With a look of indifference, Michael dropped Smithe face first into the snow, prompting a slight chuckle from Rook.

The Captain abruptly stood up, dusting the flakes of white from his ragged uniform. HE coughed, and scrambled away from the Spartan. Switch grabbed his arm tightly.

"Right sir, why are you still alive? We didn't see you in the compound." He demanded suspiciously. Smithe paled.

"Well um, I was out for a morning jog, when I saw the Covenant ship head in. Naturally I rushed back, intending to help repel the attackers, but an Elite knocked me unconscious a few metres away from where you found me as I ran." The Captain replied nervously. Within the reflected confines of his visor, Switch narrowed his eyes.

"Is that the truth Smithe? Is it really? If so, you won't have a problem showing us the bruise where you were hit will you?"

If possible, Smithe's face paled even more. He looked like he was about to reply, then his shoulders slumped.

"No, no it's not the truth. I-I saw the ship and ran. I could hear the screams, it was horrible..." The broken Captain admitted, and Switch felt a pang of sympathy for him What else could he have done? Rook however, had other thoughts.

"You cowardly bastard!" Rook growled, moving over to Smithe and grabbing him round the neck with two gloved hands. Smithe didn't resist. Switch, with the help of James, pulled the crazed ODST away from the now crying Smithe.

"You let your men die!" Rook shouted, struggling in vain against James' tight grip. "They trusted you to lead them, but when they needed help you just turned your back!"

"Rook, shut up!" Switch commanded, and he instantly fell silent. "There was nothing the Captain could have done; he would have died like all the rest."

"Well, he's not coming with us, he can freeze to death in the snow." Rook protested, finally shaking free of the Spartan's grip.
"Actually Rook, he is coming with us. We're gonna need every man we can get take the waterfall structure." Switch then turned to Smithe, "I take it you know how to use a gun?"

"Well, I haven't been in live combat for years..." Smithe said, prompting an arrogant snort of disgust from Rook, "But", he continued angrily, "Back in my day I used to get best marks in combat training."

That was a relief at least.

"Good, well, here's a spare SMG." Switch intoned, passing over the silenced gun to Smithe.

"We'd better get moving." Michael stated bluntly, lifting up his gear and walking off without a grunt of excursion.

"Righto boss." Rook agreed, chasing after the Spartan. James and Fin followed suit.

Switch looked down at Smithe, and noted how pitiful the man looked.

"Come on then Captain, we'd better get moving."

  • 06.14.2009 7:09 AM PDT
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omg really well writte, i loved the insurrection bit =] epic win again!

  • 06.14.2009 11:07 AM PDT

Wow I forgot the epicness of this story great part wolver

  • 06.14.2009 2:09 PM PDT

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

Brilliant part, one of the best so far!

  • 06.16.2009 10:06 AM PDT
Subject: [Story] Memoirs of an ODST (Part 30 now available)
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When life gives you lemons, ferment them and get drunk.

Sorry. i dont know forum edicate yet. i just joined.

[Edited on 06.16.2009 4:15 PM PDT]

  • 06.16.2009 11:11 AM PDT

What the hell are you doing?

  • 06.16.2009 11:40 AM PDT

Posted by: Wolverfrog
What the hell are you doing?
Probably trying to hijack your thread, just ignore him.

Great part by the way.

  • 06.16.2009 12:08 PM PDT
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When life gives you lemons, ferment them and get drunk.

Nice stuff. Your a very good writer. Can you check out my new series strike team razor please? Some advice would be awesome.

  • 06.16.2009 6:18 PM PDT

Yeah. I'm back. Whatcha gonna do about it?

Read it. Start-to-Finish. This is my first post here because I knew that the whole time I was reading I'd be saying nothing but "great job!" and "I love it!" considering that's what I was thinking at the time of reading.

Favorite part for me is the wooden bullet exercise. Rook and Farm-Boy finished without a scratch. Genious.

Anyway, I enjoyed the story from part 1 to part 30 and hope there's more.

Sincerely, Bart

  • 06.21.2009 11:25 PM PDT
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sorry about that... i swear i did,,

ok wow that part where he killed the guy, i seriously felt like a was there watching it or even there in his shoes

again awesome writing you have here wolver you should seriously considerate a proffesional job in the future

  • 06.22.2009 6:03 AM PDT

Posted by: leeje
sorry about that... i swear i did,,

ok wow that part where he killed the guy, i seriously felt like a was there watching it or even there in his shoes

again awesome writing you have here wolver you should seriously considerate a proffesional job in the future
I agree.

  • 06.23.2009 4:29 PM PDT
Subject: halo 3:recon- the prologue....written in first person!!
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Never gets old.

  • 06.27.2009 12:23 PM PDT
Subject: [Story] Memoirs of an ODST (Part 30 now available)

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it kind of took me a while to read i enjoyed it though keep of the good work

  • 06.28.2009 9:04 PM PDT
Subject: [Story] Memoirs of an ODST (Part 26 now available)
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I love the complainers that complain about the complainers complaining.

I like it. Can't wait for part 30!

  • 07.05.2009 10:19 PM PDT