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Posted by: evilcam
That...probably means that Laserking has either an insanely accurate logical method of deriving people's reactions to things, or he possesses pre-cognition. Either way:LASERKING for Mods!

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I love your stories but you gotta stop leaving us hanging lol

  • 08.11.2008 10:06 PM PDT

..................thank god this is the last time you are going to keep us hanging.......THE FINALE IS NEXT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOT!!!!!!!!!!!

  • 08.12.2008 10:56 AM PDT

ROFL:ROFL:ROFL:ROFL
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i hate it when you leave us hanging too, lol.

  • 08.12.2008 10:58 AM PDT
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W00t, dual swords, I never saw that coming! ;)

Keep it up.

  • 08.12.2008 1:07 PM PDT

some ask for recon, some ask to be unbanhammered, i on the other hand, just play.

last night i found this, today i got to here and stoped, i realized this is one of the best halo books written, although i usaually like it when mc's story is told but this is great if not better than that i have saved the thread and i have joined your group, and i shall talk to franky about giving you recon armour. great job dont stop

  • 08.12.2008 4:27 PM PDT

Just message me on live.

Good story, a little short. Try to make the next one 2-3 times longer.

  • 08.12.2008 4:32 PM PDT

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When I googled Harold Ryan it came up with a car dealers name and when I clicked on an ad saying they could get rid of my tickets (OMG Click it Or Ticket!) it said only $500. If you take $500 from $500 you get $0 and if you add $8 to that and then take away $1 you get $7! Coincidence or not?

I love this! I think maybe you should make a sequel afterwards because I don't want to see Sol go!

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Posted by: crazy brat10
i hate it when you leave us hanging too, lol.

i betcha he loves it!

  • 08.12.2008 5:48 PM PDT

Halo: Heretic or Hero---An Elite's Story
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he does

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haha it does make for a more exciting read, anyway.


hey guys, check the forum tommorow, for the conclusion to Heretic or Hero!!!


tommorow.

remember.

probably around... say... 6? (If not plz dont kill me haha)

  • 08.12.2008 6:12 PM PDT
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I'll be waiting for the great conclusion of this story.

  • 08.12.2008 7:40 PM PDT
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wow man your a realy good writer I love reading this! I'm always on the edge of my seat in suspence and excitment! XD

PS. cant spell X'(

  • 08.12.2008 7:54 PM PDT

3 years and only 1 ban, try harder next time noobs.

it just keeps getting better.

  • 08.12.2008 7:56 PM PDT

and no one in this page is in the master script :-P

anyway, as i stated in the group, my avatar shows my enthusiasm for this awesomeness, atleast, the one you guys see :-P also you guys are awesome, just for the record, for being so kind as to post your enthusiasm, you guys get jump three of my avatar, he gets the first two, the other ones are random

  • 08.12.2008 8:20 PM PDT

Halo: Heretic or Hero---An Elite's Story
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Forged in the Flames of Passion, go forth and represent!

Sorry guys, there has been a minor problem, and the conclusion will be out in about 40 minutes.


Please hang tight!

  • 08.13.2008 3:30 PM PDT

"I don't have time Phfor this"
I pledge to punch all switches, to admit the existence of no level but total carnage, AND TO NEVER LEAVE A SINGLE BOB ALIVE!

Argh again you make us wait for awesome story. sad face =(

  • 08.13.2008 3:36 PM PDT

Halo: Heretic or Hero---An Elite's Story
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Grand Finale, Conclusion


The Honor Guard


The dust still swirled around me, taking away from the mountain's once beautiful scenery. If I had screamed, I wouldn't have heard myself over the roaring detonations coming from the bomb, destroying everything. The world around me seemed to vanish, then reappear every few moments.

Time was running out. Last Resort only had, roughly, three minutes left, and I still hadn't defeated Kovalee. I looked down at my bloodstained armor, once pure gold, now dirty and bloody. Under it all, I could still make out that eagle painted on my chest plate, symbolizing what I stood for. Why I was alive.

Kovalee, who I could just see through the dust, seemed to be no better, limping on his left leg, approaching me slowly. Two blades from his hands, giving him that intimidating look. He slowly limped closer and closer. With each step he was more maniacal.

I could hear the Ultra's faint laughter as he approached, taunting me, telling me I would die along with everyone else. I got myself in a good defensive position, knowing I couldn't take him on with both of his swords in his hands. It would not be an easy battle now.

Another detonation went off, sending even more rocks into the air. After a few more seconds, I could see Kovalee fully, five feet away from me, looking as confident and determined as always. He was like a killing machine, unlike any other.

"Let's end this right now. I'm sick of playing your games, heretic. I shall clear the name for the Sangheili now!" he yelled.

I nodded, adjusting the Battle Blade toward him, digging my feet into the ground, preparing.
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"Two minutes left on the clock," said Anderson, crouched in the cavern, along with Burns. Both of them sighed. If they went out to deactivate the bomb, they would die. If they didn't, they would die. A decision unlike any they had dealt with.

Burns rose to his feet, nearly bumping his head on the cavern ceiling. His facial expression showed hope, saying ‘there is still a chance’ without moving his lips.

"We have to try, sir. If we don't, we die no matter what," said Burns, crouching down to the Sergeant.

Anderson grunted. Sure, he was brave as any other marine. But this was different. This was something he was afraid to do. Something he couldn’t handle. He was being asked to perform a suicidal mission. That storm would have him for sure.

The vision of Sol fighting Kovalee came into his mind. He pictured them fighting, seeing a good match, both Elites holding their ground. He then saw Kovalee strike Sol down. He quickly erased the thought from his mind, taking a deep breath, letting his fears evade him. It didn’t help much.

Finally, he sighed, looking out into the dust and debris storm.

"We have to give Sol time. He'll lose for sure out in this storm," he said, looking outside. He turned back to Burns, a straight face well kept.

"Come on. We've got a bomb to disarm," he said. Burns smiled deeply, making it so contagious that even Anderson had to smile.

"Sir yes sir!"
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  • 08.13.2008 4:50 PM PDT

oh it's two posts... so sorry for the interruption in your reading, i apologize...

[Edited on 08.13.2008 4:56 PM PDT]

  • 08.13.2008 4:51 PM PDT

Halo: Heretic or Hero---An Elite's Story
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It was obvious that Kovalee wanted blood, swinging both his swords at me harder than before, attempting to swing faster than I could move. Occasionally, I would block an attack, just to shake him a bit. Nothing did. It was the most determination that I had ever seen. With every strike was a part of his soul. Just another sign of his machine like traits.

Words slipped out of his mouth easily, due to his frustration. It went from small taunts to mighty threats.

"You will die just like your father; a traitor... a disgrace!" yelled Kovalee after missing numerous times, usually ending up hitting the ground where I had stood a moment before.

I clenched my fists, remembering, again, the vision of my father being shot and killed. Of him being hung, of my eyes, overflowing with tears. The sadness traveled back, staining my brain, showing me those images again. The Honor Guard gold-orange attachments being slipped onto my head…

I launched myself at Kovalee, not caring whether or not I died. It was the most powerful attack yet, between the two of us. I swiped the sword down, skimming the edge of his chest.

He leaped up in pain, yelling into the sky, kicking me away. I had made him fifty times angrier than he was prior to my attack. He backed off a step, only to have his shields regenerate and lunge back into the battle.

"Monster!" he yelled, waving both swords at me, just missing my face. Taking a rest while he continued to hold his wound, I laughed at his pain, just as he was known for.

"The great Zens Kovalee cannot take a hit? How pitiful!" I snapped, getting inside his head. I could see his anger rising every second, overflowing off of him. Giving him a burst of energy.

"Shut up!" he screamed, lunging two more times, both of which I simply backed away, laughing. For the first time, the battle seemed to be... enjoyable, in a way.

Then, I remembered. The bomb. It would probably go off any moment now, turning us all to ashes. I kept the few good memories in my head, for what I assumed would be my last seconds.
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"Sprint, goddammit! You want to live or not?" Anderson screeched over the roaring wind, brushing hard against his face, dirtying him so much that he could barely see. In the near distance, they could see a large circular object, which they assumed to be the bomb. If they were wrong, it was over for sure. There wouldn’t be enough time to get to another destination.

The two of them ran as fast as they humanly could across the battlefield, praying as they went. With each step they readied the next, pushing as hard as possible. Sweat dripped down their dust stained faces. The journey didn't take long. The marines found themselves at the oversized Plasma Grenade, searching violently for the switch.

"Where the hell is it?" yelled Anderson, scanning the entire right side of the bomb. It was hard to see through the dust storm. It didn’t help much that Last Resort looked like a big ball of dirt.

And then, after everything they had been through, after all the missions they had accomplished together,

the bomb made a buzzing noise, beginning to light up in a light blue color, shaking off all the dust. It shook rapidly, enough to throw the two off the side. Anderson gazed up at the sky, his eyes widening, awaiting the end. His dark brown eyes seemed to sparkle, soon to be wet with tears. He held them back, remembering who he was, the honor he held for the human race. Crying would do nothing but slow him down.

Anderson embraced for the blow, knowing he wouldn't survive. It was as if angels sent down the words, coming out of Burns's mouth.

"I found the switch!"

The last thing Anderson saw before closing his eyes was Burns leap some four feet in the air, tap the bomb, then fall down. The rapid shaking immediately ceased, leaving Burns and Anderson laying on the ground, cheering loudly. All they could do now was hope for the best.
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The detonation never came.

Kovalee shouted the loudest yell I had ever heard, stomping on the ground in fury, waving his swords violently. The dust suddenly stopped swirling, and dropped to the ground. Within seconds, the mountain side was visible once more.

He turned back to me, shaking off the fact that his foolproof plan had failed miserably. The ON button was hit again.

"No matter. I'll just have to kill you the old fashioned way,"

He ran toward me, catching me off guard. I put my sword in front of me, using it as my last chance of survival. His swords and mine clashed. The red and blue colors sent out a burst of violet into the air, mixing together both of our fighting spirits. He attacked again, this time missing completely to the left. I watched the blades miss completely, laughing at his poor marksmanship. Then I realized it the hard way.

It was intentional.

As I paid attention to where his blades ended, he unfairly kicked me in the foot, sending me down hard. I plopped down into the dirt, groaning. I got up, only to have him stomp on my chest, sending me back down. My sword lay beside me, but he quickly stepped on my left hand, stopping me from grabbing the handle.

He raised both blades high, taunting me, showing me how I would die. I stayed steady, but breathed hard, harder than ever. I had that same feeling from the last time I was in this situation, knowing I was about to die, releasing away hope. Until I saw the opening.

I saw the slip that Zanakee had talked about, saw the open space in which I could lunge.

It was my only chance.

It happened so quickly. As Kovalee brought the swords down, making their way to my chest, I made a grab for my Battle Blade, aiming it directly at his own chest, lunging straight at him with my free hand. The feeling was so great. It was the feeling that I had made it through. I had won.

I watched as the tip of the red blade sank deep into his armor, which began to glow, signaling his shields, then fade away. I noticed the tip of the blade on his far side, sticking out of his back. I gasped at my ending position, holding the handle in my weak hand, sticking the sword through the Ultra.

He dropped both swords, each landing beside me. I sighed, rising to my feet, the handle still grasped between my fingers, which shook greatly, nearly making me let go. It took me a few moments to realize what had happened. I nervously looked into Kovalee's hating eyes, even as they closed for the last time, they had the same effect as always.

I yanked the sword out of him, twirling it for a moment, then turning it off, making the red plasma disappear. I gazed back at the body, still in awe.

The silver armor was motionless beside me. Ultra Zens Kovalee, the strongest Elite I knew, the one man army, the one who would stop at nothing to watch me die, drew his last breath. I could sense his presence fade away.

I looked around, staring at the scenery. It was beautiful. The mountain was restored again, the winfd slowly blowing the dust away. I looked to my left. five figures were running toward me.

Anderson and Burns came running, jumping up and down in joy. Both of them mobbed me, hugging me greatly. They were followed by Parker, who was war stained and weary, and Cholahee and Sikanoy, who were injured, but cheering anyway, raising me off my feet.

I looked at their faces. Burns was crying hard, rejoicing that they were still alive after all they had been through. I looked back at Anderson, who was sobbing even harder, patting me on the back. Both said nothing, too happy to speak. Parker whispered something to Anderson, who nodded, then, through tears, ordered everyone to back away.

Parker walked toward me, looking guilty. Searching for words. He burst into tears while talking.

“I’m so sorry. Y… You’re... You’re different than the others. I’m sorry I didn’t see that sooner,” he bellowed, tears winding down his red face like waterfalls. He continued, “It’s just, my… my brother and I were so close... and… and…” he sobbed, tears dripping even more than before. I tapped him on the shoulder, calming him down. He smiled, and patted me back, then wiped his eyes and walked away.

I was overjoyed to see the happiness I had brought, but inside, felt that I wasn't done. Felt like something was still missing. Felt like there were still questions to be answered.

And there were. I looked out over the mountain, watching the sky. My time was not over. This adventure would not be the last. The Covenant’s reign was not at an end, and neither was mine.

I still had a job to carry out in this world.


Transmission Terminated.

[Edited on 08.13.2008 6:46 PM PDT]

  • 08.13.2008 4:52 PM PDT

BEST ENDING EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm so happy right now i don't even care if my xbox doesn't work...

  • 08.13.2008 5:04 PM PDT
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Sergeant Murph FTW!!!

  • 08.13.2008 5:16 PM PDT

Halo: Heretic or Hero---An Elite's Story
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After word...


Thank you everyone who has stuck with my story from the beginning. It really means a lot to me! I hope you will remember me for a little while, and be sure to constantly post on this thread of your opinions! I honestly don't care if you have twenty comments in a row critisizing me on different things.


HOPE YOU ENJOY SEQUELS! hint hint ;)


Also I would like some of you guys to think of a name for the sequel. The winner will be mentioned in FanFicFactor (Which I hope you guys have already joined)


Here are the honors given out to the people who have supported my story (Order of posting, so no one gets mad haha)

Mu5t Ki11 u 411
Laserking9
Mittens 902
Madkiller
Placid Platypus
KingCass
TallHomunculus
Ukieboi117
GW101
Killed by Pasta
Armadan W4rrior
Sir Litebulb
Spartan 11117 2
dylanc
Tru7th
Gazas
BBFOB
Mikey Star
Kasith
Shade 117 $17
Explosions117
Unlucky0013
ryryskillz93
Bootsman
aledog1
JustAbout475
Starless Legacy
gkilla360
Monkaykilla32
Snoozy9420
JimboMonkey1234
Nerd Boi
Spartan bob
Swedidy
Shmookies
Ellis12c
Llamattack
Kane5150
I luvs 2 sk8
Suicidal Owl
Captain Rios
Shadow Sealed
exhalted master
Jesusa777
Lord Zeus
bred
bad biscuit
LedZombie
AceCrusher_30
Aerokinetic
Conster 110
Inboundpaper
Crazy brat10
cloxverto
ACritical Error
CR4IG 1992
A158SPARTAN
Ddo15
Demache
AlliedDragon17
Chosen360
Ultrablue5
Constince Donkey
CRYPTO 200


(As of today, no more will be added unless I really feel the need to)


EXTRA FACTS


- Anderson, Kovalee, and Burns were not originally meant to be main characters. They were just gonna be there.

- The term 'Battle Blade' comes from one of my old forum posts

-Cholahee and Sikanoy werecharacters that were asked to be in it by Monkaykilla32

- Obviously, Sergeant Anderson shares many mental traits to sergeant Johnson. Hey, gotta have that Sarge feel, ya know?

- Burns was originally meant to die, but I later decided Burns was my homie and i couldn't let em go.

--Last Resort, who many think was inspired by the H3 map, was not. I actually made an assault game in Halo 2, before H3, called Last Resort.

-Sequels are always nice

- Sol's name shouldn't be changed, regardless of the Schism. I mean come on. Solonee is pretty cool. Without the ee's, his name is Solon.... WTF? haha

-The story of Sol's father and the Sanghelios loading will continue.

- In my opinion, my writing got a -blam- load better toward the end. Anyone agree?

- I may be a bit younger than you think...

- I like Sequels. Do you?



Heretic or Hero?---------------An Elite Story---------- Written and Edited by Sergeant Murph, Cover http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii165/Snaps_016/HaloHereti cOrHerocopy.jpg and concept art (Coming soon) by Suicidal Owl and Gazas


Thank You For Reading!



------------------Sarge Murph-----------





[Edited on 08.14.2008 5:24 AM PDT]

  • 08.13.2008 5:21 PM PDT

FREAKING AWESOME!!!!!!!!!

  • 08.13.2008 5:42 PM PDT

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When I googled Harold Ryan it came up with a car dealers name and when I clicked on an ad saying they could get rid of my tickets (OMG Click it Or Ticket!) it said only $500. If you take $500 from $500 you get $0 and if you add $8 to that and then take away $1 you get $7! Coincidence or not?

Awesome! I love you Seargent Murph lol. Now I just have to think of an awesome sequel name for you!

  • 08.13.2008 5:52 PM PDT

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I pledge to punch all switches, to admit the existence of no level but total carnage, AND TO NEVER LEAVE A SINGLE BOB ALIVE!

YES YES YES I dont even know what to say it was so good. It... it... it... was possiably the most amazing thing I have ever read I am so ready for the sequel. And your wrighting did get better in my opinion. HAPPY FACE =)

  • 08.13.2008 5:52 PM PDT

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Yay! I thought it was better at the beginning, it turned a bit unrealistic towards the end.

  • 08.13.2008 5:56 PM PDT