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Subject: Halo 3 Epilogue Story (Introduction and Part One)
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One day... I am gonna grow wings... A chemical reaction... Hysterical and useless... hystecial and let down and hanging around... crushed like a bug in the ground.

Hell It Just Got better

[Edited on 01.10.2009 7:24 PM PST]

  • 01.10.2009 7:23 PM PDT

Halo:Reach looks awesome

That was amazing. And i hope you had a great holiday! And i would also ask when is the next one coming??

  • 01.12.2009 10:00 AM PDT

whens part 19 gonna b out? and why arnt you a rich and famous writer yet?



[Edited on 01.14.2009 7:27 AM PST]

  • 01.14.2009 7:24 AM PDT

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ZOMG LOVE THIS SO MUCH GREAT JOB


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  • 01.14.2009 6:05 PM PDT

I'm half way through the next part. So I'm hoping I can get it posted by the end of Friday.

  • 01.14.2009 11:42 PM PDT

You know i was considering copying a few of the chapters of this for my English 2 final. I decided not to because i need to have pre writing for it. =) I ended up writing a opinion paper on political brainwashing.

  • 01.15.2009 1:01 PM PDT
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One day... I am gonna grow wings... A chemical reaction... Hysterical and useless... hystecial and let down and hanging around... crushed like a bug in the ground.

Can't wait till the next part. Only a day and a bit. !!!!!

  • 01.15.2009 6:04 PM PDT

Right folks, the next part if finished, but I have decided to carry on writing some more. I thought my loyal readers deserved a bumper part. So when I do post it after the weekend, you will be able to read 2 posts for the price of 1.
Sorry that you have to wait everyone, but describing how the Onyx lot got back does take a few paragraphs, along with everything else.

A storm is coming...

  • 01.16.2009 12:30 PM PDT

Thanks for the update max (Ps- I'm Back)

  • 01.16.2009 12:58 PM PDT

Posted by: MaxRealflugel
Right folks, the next part if finished, but I have decided to carry on writing some more. I thought my loyal readers deserved a bumper part. So when I do post it after the weekend, you will be able to read 2 posts for the price of 1.
Sorry that you have to wait everyone, but describing how the Onyx lot got back does take a few paragraphs, along with everything else.

A storm is coming...


So...i guess its calm now?

  • 01.16.2009 2:14 PM PDT
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One day... I am gonna grow wings... A chemical reaction... Hysterical and useless... hystecial and let down and hanging around... crushed like a bug in the ground.

Cool It's Coming

  • 01.16.2009 2:35 PM PDT
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One day... I am gonna grow wings... A chemical reaction... Hysterical and useless... hystecial and let down and hanging around... crushed like a bug in the ground.

argh no part 19

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Lol Srry for Double Post

  • 01.18.2009 1:35 AM PDT

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question. I didnt read anything about chief mendez.....maybe youll explain in the part 19, but if not...just wanted to bring it to your attention. I know that...


Written in The Fall of Reach
John never saw him [mendez] again ]


but I was really egging for him to see him again anyway.
sorry if I ruined some of the next part but i had to ask.

  • 01.18.2009 2:44 PM PDT

He has written about mendez. He called him the chief though, so you might have got mixed up.

  • 01.18.2009 11:07 PM PDT

Part 19

March 31st 2553
R&D Field testing range, Otterburn, United Kingdom


John walked along the snow covered track leading to the firing range. The coarse, dark grey, gravel crunched beneath his heavy footsteps.
Kelly, along with the rest of the Spartans, had opted to walk the remaining three miles to the range compound. Whilst Doctor Halsey, Lord Hood, General Moore and a host of technicians had travelled ahead by Warthog.
Although the Arbiter was eager to train with the Spartans, he had the responsibility of overseeing the process of fitting as many human vessels as possible with Covenant shielding.
Based on the footage of the attack on the Brute’s home world, the addition of shielding would hopefully give the human ships a second chance to fire their MAC weapons.

John was looking forward to trying out the new weaponry that the General had briefly mentioned, but he was mainly curious as to what had happened to Kelly and the others, and how they made it back to Earth.
“So what happened then?” he probed “What happened with you and the doctor?”
Kelly remained silent for a moment. She was just happy to be to making idle conversation with John again.
“Doctor Halsey took me to a planet called Onyx. It was a training facility. Similar in a way to Reach I suppose, but when we arrived we were greeted with a cloud of Forerunner sentinels. They crippled the Beatrice, and then we crashed.” said Kelly kicking a large stone along the track.
“Then what happened?” pressed John.
“We met up with the younger Spartans, and then Fred, Will and Linda arrived via a Covenant ship they captured on Earth.”
John became intrigued with the Spartan III’s. They were the same as he was, but very different in the way that they had been trained.
“Who trained them? Who turned them into Spartans?”
“It was all down to Chief Mendez and erm…Kurt” stuttered Kelly.
“Kurt,” Said John with surprise. “I thought he was killed years ago.”
“So did we, but it turned out to be another one of Ackerson’s stunts. He’d staged the whole thing just so he would have a Spartan under his command.” She replied.
“What happened to him?” asked John, slowing his pace.

Kelly’s ability to run faster than any other Spartan had some unusual side effects – guilt.
Every other Spartan that had died either in combat, or from the effects of the augmentation on Reach, had been another reminder to Kelly that they had failed to evade whatever threat had presented itself.
Her speed and agility in combat had saved her life on no less than sixty seven occasions.
This meant there was a steady build up of guilt and regret over the deaths of her friends and comrades.
Fred sensed there was something wrong, and continued the conversation on her behalf.
“He was killed on Onyx after we evacuated. Doctor Halsey had discovered a subterranean chamber with a portal that lead to a Dyson sphere, but it was crawling with Covenant. Kurt stayed behind so we could make it through.”

They all walked on in silence. Linda was tempted to join in on the conversation, but there was little that could be said without brining up another loss to the Spartan family.
John however needed to know more. He hadn’t seen any of them for over a year, and there was a lot to catch up on. “I take it Will didn’t make it either.” He asked quietly.
Fred shook his head. “No. He fell fighting off the Covenant on Onyx, along with two members of Team Sabre.”
“Pity, he was a good friend and an even better soldier.” remarked John.
“That he was.” said Linda softly.
“What about Mendez? Did he make it out? probed John.
“Yeah he made it thankfully. He was reassigned though, to an experimental ODST unit in Colorado.” replied Fred, “As soon as he found out you were alive he tried everything to get over here, but the powers that be told him he had other concerns.”

They all carried on talking as they walked along the track. The younger, newer Spartan III’s walked quietly behind their older more experienced counterparts.
They were just happy to listen to the old stories that were being thrown around.
Then John mentioned the Halo structures, and all of them, including the Linda, Kelly and Fred immediately started questioning John as to what they were like.
John started by describing the initial encounter, when he was on the Pillar of Autumn with Captain Keys.
Of course, this was one individual that they had all known, as their primary mission to capture one of the Covenant Prophets would have been launched from the aging Halcyon vessel. But the Covenant assault on Reach put a stop to that.
Linda felt a cold rush in her back.
Her last memories of the Autumn were just before they left on a Pelican for the orbital station above Reach. Then she was shot in the back with a plasma rifle.
She shuddered at the thought.
John continued talking before he reached the one subject that was on all of their minds – The Flood.
Olivia decided that it was time to jump into the conversation. “What were they like?” she asked.
“Thoroughly unpleasant.” replied John in a calm voice.
The conversation returned to the enormous Halo structures.

After another five minutes of walking, they reached the crest of the track; before them lay the crater filled impact area of the range. Despite being only March, the entire area was covered in a thin layer of glistening frost.
On the horizon the morning sunlight was slowly climbing upwards, draping the cold landscape in a blanket of warm amber.
All of them stopped and gazed at the amazing scenery. It had been the first time since their Spartan training on Reach that they had all watched a sunrise.
They would have stood for a lot longer, but their collective peace was quickly disturbed by the crackle of the COM network.
“Blue Team this is Range Control, ETA over.”
John was about to reply, until he remembered that Fred was now the senior ranking Spartan.
“After you Fred.” prompted John.
“You’ve always been team leader John. You make the call.” Replied Fred
John had a great deal of respect for Fred. His combat abilities and leadership rivalled his own.
He nodded and activated the COM, “Range Control this is Blue Team. ETA - thirty seconds.”
“Acknowledged Blue; Range Control out.”

John turned to face the rest of the squad.
“Let’s move Blue Team. We’ve still got another mile to cover.”
The Spartans responded to his command. Not by any verbal acknowledgment but by something he hadn’t seen for a while.
The team roster suddenly appeared on his HUD, and six pin pricks of green light flashed in response.
“Kelly, you take point.” Ordered John
Kelly immediately set off along the track, her blistering speed setting the pace for the squad.
The rest of the Spartans set off behind her, trying their best to keep up with Kelly. But she had always been faster. After only 28 seconds she arrived at the range compound, shortly followed by the John and the others.
General Moore was the first to greet them. Assembled behind his were several teams of technicians, all crowded around four large tables.
“Welcome to Oscar range Spartans.” announced the general. “Here you will learn to use a variety of weapons, which I’m sure you will find extremely useful.”

Several of the technicians moved a medium sized tactical container from the table on the far right, and carried it over to where the general was stood.
They quickly opened the container, before the general reached inside and pulled out an unusual looking weapon.
“This Spartans is the MK41A.” instructed the general, as he pulled out what appeared to be some distant relation to the SMG, but a much larger version. “The MK41A is a short to medium range hand held gauss rifle.
All of the Spartans took a step forward to get a closer look.

“The MK41A or HHAG (Hand Held Advanced Gauss) rifle as it’s also known. Is a semi-automatic, gas fed weapon. Capable of firing up to 450 rounds a minute. The HHAG was initially designed to combat, and defeat the superior armour and shielding of both the Covenant Elites, and the Brutes, and when necessary to neutralise the Hunter threat on the battlefield.”



[Edited on 01.19.2009 1:53 PM PST]

  • 01.19.2009 1:51 PM PDT

John reached over and picked up another one of the weapons, feeling the weight and balance of the new addition to the Spartan arsenal.
“Have these been field tested sir?” he asked
The generals face quickly turned from a sly confident grin to a more serious and worried expression.
“They were tested briefly Chief; both in development and in the field. Unfortunately seven marines were killed when we encountered some…cooling issues.”
“Cooling issues?” remarked Kelly
Sensing that the Spartans needed a more reassuring voice, Doctor Halsey quickly intervened.
“The previous designs were somewhat flawed. But we did managed to reverse engineer the cooling system on the Covenant plasma rifle, and adapt it to suit the HHAG” explained Catherine, pointing to the unusual cooling fins on the side of the weapon
“You need us to test out the new design, don’t you?”
“I’m afraid so Chief.” replied the general, gritting his teeth.
Catherine took a step closer to the group, “The new design has been test fired, but it needs a more rigorous workout. Should the cooling system fail, I’d rather have a fully suited Spartan holding the weapon.”
John nodded, “Understood.”
“There’s a CQB (Close Quarter Battle) range over to the east Chief, take your team over there and try out the HHAG’s.” instructed Moore.
John acknowledged the order, and all of the Spartans proceeded to make themselves more familiar with the HHAG.

Each weapon was fitted with a sound suppression system, an optical and thermal sight and a magazine filled with 40 of the micro-darts.
Each dart was effectively a small fin discarding titanium round. When fired, each micro-dart was accelerated to sub-light velocities – making them highly effective against even the most heavily armoured of foes.
Covenant shielding on an Elite, or the large bulk of the Hunters would be penetrated with ease – immediately killing the target.
John had used the HHAG’s larger, older cousin: the Gauss cannon, which was mounted on LAAV version of the Warthog. But even these could take several shots to bring down Hunters or Wraith tanks, never mind a new and even more deadly threat.
John just hoped that the HHAG was a much improved design to that of the Gauss cannon.

Whilst everyone was checking their equipment, John walked over to Doctor Halsey.
“Doctor...any news on Cortana?”
Cortana had been taken from the comfort of John’s armour shortly after he received his formal debrief.
Her lifespan had been seriously depleted due to her permanent active status. When Doctor Halsey had performed a simple diagnostic of her system she had discovered that Cortana only had an operational lifespan of another 12 weeks.
Doctor Halsey had ordered that the technicians do all they could to increase her life expectancy.
Initially the outlook had been positive, but even with the addition of Covenant technology, extending Cortana’s lifespan to a figure beyond the typical 7-year point would prove more than difficult.
Catherine tried to smile, but she had little news for John.
The technicians were still working around the clock to correct the inherent design flaw that every AI had. Almost unlimited processing power came with a significant price, an incredibly short operational life.
“I’m sorry John,” she said with a sigh. “But I haven’t heard anything that might indicate there’s a solution.”
John gave his trademark nod, and then simply turned and walked away with the rest of his Spartans, heading for the range.

The CQB range was a collection of naturally created lanes in the landscape. Each lane was flanked by two large walls of earth which, like the rest of the range, was covered in a mix of grass, heather and small tuft like mounds of hard mud.
Some of the lanes were small – designed exclusively for one person. But most were large enough for two people.
Further along the lanes were a series of automated targets, which were staggered along at irregular intervals. Each target was usually a thin sheet of aluminum, but with the sudden change of weaponry and ballistics, the general had ordered an upgrade of armour on all of the targets. Each one was now covered in a skin of ablative armour that was more commonly found on the front of a Scorpion tank.
John told everyone to pair off and make their way up their corresponding lane.
The first run would be in slow time. So they could become more familiar with the HHAG’s capabilities. After that each pair would be race up the range lanes, using cover, changing fire positions and generally being more aggressive in their assault.
Each of the newer Spartan III’s was paired off with a Spartan II.
Kelly was with Olivia, whilst Fred casually strolled up the range with Mark. Linda crept along with Ash firing as they went.
John walked up one of the other smaller lanes on his own, followed at some distance by Doctor Halsey.
The first target had been fashioned into the basic outline of a Brute chieftain. Complete with gravity hammer and an elaborate headpiece that had been fashioned from wood by an obviously bored range warden.
John calmly raised the short barreled HHAG and aimed it at the target. The optical sight immediately adjusted to his armour variant, and an enhanced image of the target appeared on his HUD.
John switched the safety to fire and caressed the trigger.
The HHAG coughed and a single thunderous round flew from the barrel, heading for the heavily armoured target. A small puff of smoke and a single bright spark briefly danced on the skin of the metal before giving way to a hole almost four times the size of the micro-dart.
Beyond and through the smoldering hole, John could see a small patch of smoking grass immediately behind the target.
Still pointing the weapon at the target, John turned his head to look at Doctor Halsey. “Tell the general that I like his new toy.”
Catherine simply smiled and then continued to follow John as he advanced along the CQB lane, firing as he went.

John like the rest of the Spartans, enjoyed another 2 hours of racing up and down the range. By the time they had finished, each target was almost completely destroyed.
All of them agreed that the HHAG was a dream weapon.
The other weapons that General Moore had laid out were simple upgrades of present weapons - Assault rifles that were fitted with armour piercing rounds and a more powerful version of the BR55 battle rifle, along with a magnum pistol with an improved firing system and rate of fire.
The General explained that there was more in the pipeline, but they need to ascertain whether the HHAG was a combat ready weapon.
But something wasn’t quite right. John could feel it. He started to wish that Kurt was with him so that he could use his accurate hunches and premonition-like feelings.
The security around the range was quite significant, even with the possible threat of this new species that could arrive at any time. John felt uncomfortable.
He opened the secure COM and activated the one frequency that only Spartans used.
“Fred, did you notice anything unusual when we arrived?”
“No not really. Although this place is crawling with marines, and I keep seeing a pair of Hornets patrolling the line of cliffs to the north.” Replied Fred
“Something’s not right.”
“I know what you mean John. But then again, maybe people are just a little jumpy after the war.” Offered Fred
“No. It’s something else.”

John walked over to General Moore, tightening his grip on the impressive HHAG.
“General.”
Moore smiled, “Yes Master Chief.”
“What’s going on?”
“I...don’t know what you mean Chief.” Replied Moore with an odd expression
John grabbed the General by the scruff of his neck and lifted him effortlessly off the ground.
“Bull-blam!- sir. You brought me and my team along for more than just a weapons test. What the hell is going on?” boomed John
The General tried to struggle from John’s vice-like grip, but there was no way out.
“I strongly suggest that you put me down Master Chief,” Moore continued to struggle “Or you may be on the receiving end of a court marshal!”
John lifted him higher, “Sir I recommend that YOU tell me what the hell is going on!”
Catherine came running over along with the other Spartans.
“John, what are you doing? Put the general down.” Pleaded Catherine
“I won’t ask again sir” warned John as he tightened his grip again.
“Okay, okay. I’m sorry Doctor, Chief. But there is more to this weapon test than a simple run along the range area.”
John lowered the General to the floor. “Go on.”
“When we were mopping up the Covenant resistance in the area around here, a small group of Brutes made a run for a network of caves along the cliffs to the north. We sent in some ODST’s and marines to clear them out, but they were all killed. We need you to head down and clear the cave system.”
Doctor Halsey stood there, wide eyed with shock and disbelief. Then she slapped Moore across the face, “Bastard!” she yelled.

John smiled inside his helmet. “Well blue team, you heard the General. We’ve got some apes to clear.”
John and the other Spartans readied their weapons before marching across the range towards the cliff face to the north.

To be continued...




[Edited on 01.19.2009 2:51 PM PST]

  • 01.19.2009 1:52 PM PDT

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Posted by: Wolverfrog
He has written about mendez. He called him the chief though, so you might have got mixed up.


thanks...just wet back and re-read it. you were right, you know with three games and 5 (i think) books of "the chief" being 117... and 5 chapters where mendez was "the chief"..XD

and good job max!

  • 01.19.2009 2:06 PM PDT

Very nice chapter Max. Cannot wait for more.

  • 01.19.2009 3:54 PM PDT

I would just like to say that I have a chubby right now

  • 01.19.2009 3:57 PM PDT
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Vive la canadienne!

Im sorry ive liked your work, but you really need to understand how a Guass weapon works. That was so wrong i think a engineer cried

  • 01.19.2009 5:42 PM PDT

Posted by: Mero90
Im sorry ive liked your work, but you really need to understand how a Guass weapon works. That was so wrong i think a engineer cried

Dude shut up its the future there can be more than one way for -blam!- to work besides...ITS FREAKING FICTION

  • 01.19.2009 5:45 PM PDT
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Vive la canadienne!

Um, Gauss is magnetically operated, not gas powered, like a MAC, and it also fires a slug, not a dart.

And to the oh so polite "Stig", I'm helping him out i could have been very rude. Dont jump to conclusions.

  • 01.19.2009 5:52 PM PDT

Posted by: Mero90
Um, Gauss is magnetically operated, not gas powered, like a MAC, and it also fires a slug, not a dart.

And to the oh so polite "Stig", I'm helping him out i could have been very rude. Dont jump to conclusions.


To be fair mero is speaking the truth, but in all honesty it doesn't really matter. I only wish I could describe the weapons in my story at the same level of detail as Max, keep it up!

Anyway, I wonder what lurks under the tunnels? Is it really the Brutes? Or something, worse? *Dramatic music*

  • 01.19.2009 10:59 PM 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

dont forget about team gladius the spartan IIIs i the stasis pods

  • 01.19.2009 11:43 PM PDT
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One day... I am gonna grow wings... A chemical reaction... Hysterical and useless... hystecial and let down and hanging around... crushed like a bug in the ground.

Lol Im reading that Part Agian

Really Nice

  • 01.20.2009 12:56 AM PDT