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Subject: Halo 3 Epilogue Story (Introduction and Part One)

I laugh at your pitifall attempts to defeat me!

This is truly amazing writing. I've always been passionate about creative writing and you, my friend, are an inspiration to me.

*saved*

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  • 07.20.2008 10:51 AM PDT

Thanks, still writing Part 8 so don't worry.

  • 07.21.2008 2:02 AM PDT

MC dosent need guns bungie needs to put more knifes in. Nothing like a good ol knife fight

hahah i just saw and read this man you have got a talent for writing hope part 8 comes im dying to read it

  • 07.21.2008 2:53 AM PDT

WHY CAN'T YOU FIX THE BR SPREAD IN FORGE!!!!!!! ARRRR NERD RAGE!!!!

The names Eric, but you can call me Rice.

dude... This is so freaking awesome it definitely deserves to be stickied, or at least mentioned in the weekly update.

*saved*

can't wait till part 8 :D

i have faith in you that the next installment of the series will be EPIC!

  • 07.21.2008 4:09 AM PDT
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This....is....EPIC.



Give the guy a cookie.

  • 07.21.2008 8:25 AM PDT

Half way through writing it...won't be long now. It will be posted within the next 72hrs.

PLEASE CHECK OUT WOLVES IN THE SNOW IN MY GROUP TAG.

[Edited on 07.21.2008 9:57 AM PDT]

  • 07.21.2008 9:27 AM PDT

As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn beyond the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.-Lateralus

wow these are really great lets keep this thread going.

  • 07.21.2008 10:07 AM PDT

The fallen shall be remember as the finest of all Spartans!

Brilliant story, keep it up! *thumbs up*

  • 07.21.2008 3:00 PM PDT

Nice 10/10. I r guna save da thread cuz it r so f-ing sweet. But seriously, nicely done, you should be writing the next halo book along with whoevers making it.

  • 07.21.2008 3:05 PM PDT

Part 8


November 7th 2552 (Forerunner shield world)

Catherine ran down the ramp with so much enthusiasm that she almost fell flat on her face, her arms and legs seemed to cartwheel in an uncoordinated fashion as the gradient of the ramp took hold. Even Kelly was surprised by the doctors sudden burst of speed.
The open chamber where Fred, Olivia and Linda were located was illuminated by a single soft light, emanating from a small dome at the centre of the ceiling. Everything else in the chamber seemed unusually dark apart from the computer console which was illuminated by the alien symbols.
Fred had maintained his distance from the console, so as not to be tempted by curiosity to press anything and accidentally activate some archaic system or thousands of Forerunner sentinels. The last thing they needed was an active threat especially with the doctor around.
Catherine bounded into the chamber with Kelly not far behind, the doctors eyes suddenly widened with barely subdued excitement. Kelly had thought that the whole planet should have been under a giant Forerunner Christmas tree, wrapped in a large red ribbon.

Catherine gazed around the chamber in amazement as though it was her first endeavor into a Forerunner structure, but she was always in awe of the technological feats that were performed by them. They could create whole worlds that would dwarf anything made by the Covenant and their ships could withstand unbelievable damage. Something that Humanity could do with.
Fred snapped the doctor back from her daydream, “Doctor, here’s the console.”
Catherine cleared her throat with a small cough, trying to regain some of her composure, but her childlike enthusiasm was proving difficult to contain.
“Of course Fred,” replied Catherine “Kelly could you bring my case down from the entrance please?”
Kelly nodded and then ran up the slope with her familiar teeth-jarring speed, returning with the heavy carry-case before the doctor had even reached the console.
Catherine stood silently at the console for several minutes before pressing one of the floating symbols on the small holographic display.
The room seemed to dim slightly before a large holographic sphere appeared at the centre of the chamber. To the left of the sphere were eight glowing orbs.
The uppermost orb was brighter than the rest and had a slightly more ornate appearance, whilst the fourth one down glowed less than all the others and was pale red in colour, whereas the remaining ones were all illuminated with a light wash of amber.

Catherine steadily rotated the large sphere and then magnified the image; it quickly became apparent that the sphere was a graphical representation of the world that they were on.
“What are those?” pointed Linda at the smaller orbs.
Catherine reduced the magnification and switched the view to the vertical line of orbs, focusing on the fourth one down. She zoomed in to the orb and then realised that it was not an orb at all, but an illuminated ring.
“It’s Halo,” stated Catherine “well, it’s the one that John destroyed anyway the other orbs must be different Halo’s.”
“Is this some kind of control room?” interrupted Fred
“No it seems to be more of a map room or navigation chamber, this must be how the Forerunners on this construct monitored or coordinated their planned survival against the Flood.”
“But they didn’t survive doctor.” coughed Olivia.
“No, no they didn’t.” replied Catherine with a disappointed tone.
“But we will.” Voiced Fred

Catherine continued her exploration of the hologram, concentrating on the Dyson-Sphere. So far her venture had only succeeded in locating the sections responsible for the power grid, and the artificial star at the centre.
The system and the planet were vast in size and a lot of time would be wasted looking for a control room or something similar, even a maintenance room would have sufficed, but Catherine was having no luck in finding either.
“I sure wish Cortana was here.” Catherine whispered to herself.



March 27th 2553 (Location unknown)

John was thrown onto the floor as the structure seemed to lurch and heave beneath his feet. Cortana activated the view screen at the end of the chamber and the image of an unfamiliar ship appeared.
Unlike all of the Forerunner designs that John had seen before, this craft was more angular in appearance with a series of sharp angled facets on its exposed ventral side. It looked dark and heavily armoured, as though Humans had attempted to build a Covenant capital ship with the UNSC’s entire collection of Titanium, but this was much, much bigger.
Along each side of the ship were a series of pylons and pod like structures, all arrayed on something faintly reminiscent of a delta wing, which gave the ship an eerie but deadly appearance.
“That’s the Forerunners enemy?” shouted John in the drowning noise.
“Yes, it must have been alerted to the planet’s location when I reactivated the systems. All of the nearside weapons platforms are preparing to fire at the alien vessel.”
John regained his balance only to be thrown to the floor a second time when the Forerunner weapons fired. He glanced at the display which showed the alien ship rolling to the side, narrowly avoiding the initial barrage. It returned fire with bright lances of green fire, striking a weapons pylon only 20 miles away.
The ground heaved again with another volley, but this time the barrage found its mark.
Six streaks of blue lightning impacted on the belly of the alien ship, causing its hull to ripple with a series of cascading explosions. Amazingly the ship was still functioning and replied with another deadly lance of green fire, but this time it was much closer to the structure where John and Cortana were.
John thought that the thunderous sound of the blast and the immense vibrations shooting beneath his feet foretold of his imminent death, but somehow the structure survived the detonation. But as they view the carnage outside on the view screen both Cortana and John could see that the surrounding mountains of sand were now molten shapes of glittering glass, and there was no sign of the Pelican.

The Forerunner weapons fired a third time, but this time there was no reply from the alien vessel. Instead its damaged shape started to list violently before slowly succumbing to the gravity well of the planet.
Cortana maintained her observation of the mammoth-sized ship as it plunged through the atmosphere, on a dreadfully close trajectory towards the ground.
“Chief, I’d hold on to something!” yelped Cortana
John ran over to an area near the dormant Forerunner in the throne-like chair and wedged his armoured shape into a gap between the consoles, where he maintained an iron-like grip on the opposing bench.
John watched with gritted teeth as the ship pulled up at the last moment from its steep descent, but the momentum proved too much and the ship’s great belly splashed on the surface, before rolling over a dozen times in a corkscrew effect until it came to rest with a broken back.
The resulting impact had shaken the chamber they were in and the empty cases that were scattered around on the metal floor had been forced to dance and skip with the vibration. In any other situation the sound of the spent cases jumping around on the floor would have been deafening, but the crashing ship was doing a much better job of destroying John’s eardrums.
The sound filtering system in his Mjolnir armour was doing its best to drown out the sound, but the intensity of volume being emitted was too much.



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  • 07.22.2008 6:43 AM PDT

Once the dust and molten glass had settled, Cortana magnified the image of the broken vessel. She was amazed that the battered ship had survived the crash relatively intact, save for the huge tear across its dorsal section. Cortana knew that a ship of that size and mass with the damage inflicted by the Forerunner weapon system should have been shattered, but here she was looking at a shape that still resembled a space faring vessel.
Cortana expected to see nothing further from the smoldering hulk, but she was alarmed when she saw movement.
At first it was difficult to make out, but then the familiar shape of something humanoid became increasingly apparent. And then she saw another and another, until there were twelve dark figures moving slowly but menacingly towards the facility.
John shook his dazed and spinning head and then slowly pulled himself up, propping himself against one of the consoles until he regained his balance.
Cortana followed the slow deliberate approach of the dark figures until they were at the entrance where they had previously entered. Immediately several antenna-like protrusions extended from around the doorway before striking out at the figures with bright blue arcs of fire.
The light display was immense and Cortana was forced to reduce the brightness of the screen so she could still she what was happening.
Only one of the figures had fallen from the fire, smoke rising from its seared torso, but the rest continued on into the doorway before silencing the Forerunner security system with their own weapons.
Several seconds later an explosion ripped open the large heavy door and the remaining eleven humanoids walked steadily inside.
It was only here that both she and John were able to make out enough detail of the walking figures, they were all wearing some kind power armour similar to John’s but obviously capable of receiving a great deal more damage than any form of Mjolnir suit.
Cortana strained at the image, “I’m sending in the sentinels.”
John glanced over at Cortana and then back at the dark figures, several seconds later hundreds of sentinels opened fire at the strolling aliens.
Unlike John’s initial fight with the automated guardians in the narrow entrance way to the chamber, where he could channel them, these aliens were in a much wider corridor.
John could probably have parked two or three Scorpion tanks sided by side and still have room to walk around them.
There was no cover, not that the aliens sought any. It was as though they were oblivious to the threat of the sentinels.
Then one of the figures fell to the storm of fire, and then another and another, before the aliens returned fire at the metallic swarm. In one single retaliatory blast over a hundred sentinels dropped from the air, damaged beyond repair by a zigzagging streak of green lightning.
One after the other the rest of the aliens opened fire at the sentinels until all of them were lying in a smoldering heap on the scorched metal floor.

Cortana immediately looked over at John, “I think you better go chief.”
“And go where exactly?” he replied
A faint wash of panic and then frustration covered Cortana’s glowing face, “Damn you’re stubborn,” Muttered Cortana “very well I’m securing all of the doors and walkways on this level and the ones above, it should buy us some time.”
John collected all of his weapons and ammunition that he had left from his battle with the sentinels.
In all he had 83 rounds from his assault rifle, 97 rounds for the battle rifle, 1 Lotus anti-tank mine, an M6C magnum with 18 rounds and an M19 SSM rocket launcher with 2 rockets.
On any other day and against any other enemy john would have had a field day, even against the Covenant. But here he had to admit it, these aliens, this enemy of the Forerunners was something entirely different.
John laid all of his weapons on the floor behind the consoles that were in the middle of the room, and placed the Lotus mine near the locked doorway. If he was to inflict any significant damage he had to make sure that the majority of the aliens were well inside the chamber before he could remotely detonate the mine.
A dull explosion sounded from above them, “Hurry chief!” warned Cortana.

John glanced around the chamber at the walls and the floor, trying to think of some way to slow the aliens down. There were several of the damaged sentinels lying on the floor
“What sort of power source do these sentinels have?” asked John
“A form of plasma fusion, why?”
John smiled inside his helmet, “I think I’ve just found some more mines.”
As fast as he could, John carefully extracted the fusion cores from the fallen sentinels and connected them all to a damaged power conduit in the wall.
Once he was ready he stood ready, behind the nearest row of computer terminal and consoles. In his hand he had the rocket launcher, with his battle rifle secured on his back and the pistol on his mag-plated thigh.
Another explosion echoed inside the structure, but this one was much closer. John double checked his weapons a fourth time and waited.

A further explosion sounded, but this one ripped open the chamber door, sending broken sections of the door in all directions. John ducked just in time as the main bulk of the fragmented door flew just over his head.
John quickly recovered and aimed at the nearest alien, before squeezing the firing trigger on the M19 rocket launcher.

To be continued…


[Edited on 07.22.2008 7:29 AM PDT]

  • 07.22.2008 6:44 AM PDT

thank you part 8 is out! im going to read it nao. : )


Read it, EPIC WINTACULAR SAUCE!!!

[Edited on 07.22.2008 7:26 AM PDT]

  • 07.22.2008 7:15 AM PDT

Thanks, more carnage to come.

  • 07.22.2008 1:00 PM PDT

WHY CAN'T YOU FIX THE BR SPREAD IN FORGE!!!!!!! ARRRR NERD RAGE!!!!

The names Eric, but you can call me Rice.

wow

  • 07.22.2008 4:44 PM PDT

WOW amazing work man. How many parts will there be?

  • 07.22.2008 9:19 PM PDT

I am a Halo 3 Failure.

Thank you for making this fan fiction. Take your time on the next one, you owe it to yourself to do so.

  • 07.22.2008 9:40 PM PDT
Subject: Halo 3 Epilogue Story (Part Eight) see page 15
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BUNGIE IS GARBAGE


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  • 07.23.2008 3:35 AM PDT
Subject: Halo 3 Epilogue Story (Introduction and Part One)

In answer to the length of the story, I can't say. It could be 15 parts it could be 40.

  • 07.23.2008 7:40 AM PDT
Subject: Halo 3 Epilogue Story (Part Four) see page 7

great ,great writing. i like the style of writing you have used. the plot is great, and the pacing is fantastic. just wondering, are you considering furthering the development of the characters feelings and personalities?

  • 07.23.2008 7:58 AM PDT
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Maybe you should write romance novels. I'm getting a lot of s3xual tension out of this story,

  • 07.23.2008 8:01 AM PDT
Subject: Halo 3 Epilogue Story (Introduction and Part One)

H3ITWP

As always Max, Winner Winner Chicken Dinner!

Can't wait for the next.

  • 07.23.2008 12:16 PM PDT

Seriously, do you EVER cease to amaze?

  • 07.23.2008 9:58 PM PDT

Thanks all!

  • 07.24.2008 12:14 AM PDT