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Subject: [Story] Halo 3: Insurrection (Part 29 is now available!) ~ 17/10

xenophobia is the fear of people that are different, little to do with little aliens, but more to do with aliens from other countries

  • 10.21.2009 11:50 AM PDT

I am the Master of Masters.
My alter ego
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Posted by: Wolverfrog
Posted by: Xd00999
Also I believe the word is xenocide not genocide.


Xenocide is a term created in the Enders series, it's a creation of the author. Many use the word, but I chose to use genocide.

Thanks for all the feedback guys.


wow, i thought i was the only one who read the Ender series. haha

  • 10.22.2009 8:01 AM PDT

There once was an ugly barnacle. He was so ugly that everyone died.

The end.

SCFH

Oh my god. Must...Have...PART 31!!!!

  • 10.22.2009 3:21 PM PDT

"The Internet is a hostile and unforgiving place. Avoiding a flame war is like trying to walk unscathed through a minefield with a blindfold on. Likely it isn't going to happen."

We all want it friend.

  • 10.22.2009 3:32 PM PDT

There once was an ugly barnacle. He was so ugly that everyone died.

The end.

SCFH

I shall not get of Bungie.net until i read part 31!!!!

But i can wait.

  • 10.22.2009 3:44 PM PDT

You kids and your part thirty one...

It'll be up soon. I've got a week holiday from school, and although I have a ton of revision to do (Darn Maths test, English is better), I'll possibly be able to finish this off.

  • 10.23.2009 11:03 AM PDT

I have GCSE science resits, so I have to 'revise' for them

  • 10.23.2009 2:41 PM PDT
Subject: [Story] Halo 3: Insurrection (Part 30 is now available!) ~ 20/10

No where is safe...

Part 31 - United they stand firm


The hastily thrown together 'Council of Galactic races', as they had temporarily named themselves, sat around the round table in the conference room of the Orbital Grid London, requested for this meeting. No race wanted to seem more important than the other.

Present at the meeting were representatives from every faction, bar of course, the Flood. Despite their attempts at equality, the majority at the table were indeed human, merely because the Covenant and Elites placed more trust into but a few leaders to handle their affairs. On the human side, Captain Daniels, Fleet Admiral Harper, and Master Chief Petty Officer were present, as well as the Governor of Earth, a stocky, red faced man who seemed to be a genuine carer about the future of his race. He was not a militaristic man, but he'd demanded to be present at this first of perhaps many meetings. In the corner, bathed in shadow, stood an Office of Naval Intelligence representative, coat collar high and face bathed in the shadow of his or her wide brimmed hat. The ONI rep hadn't spoke a single word, or even approached someone.

The Elites, of course, had the recently declared Imperial Admiral R'tas Vadum', and the Arbiter Thel Vadam' present. Earlier on, Admiral Harper had made the mistake of titling the Arbiter with the suffix 'Vadum', which belonged to R'tas. After a firm telling, he hadn't made the mistake again. The Arbiter had been doing most of the speaking in the meeting, and when he spoke in his gravelling tones, everyone listened.

The Covenant were being represented by the High Prophet of Equanimity, who had been shaken by his friend Sanctity's death, and the gargantuan Brute Chieftain Daedalus. Even John didn't fancy his chances in a fight with that individual. Daedalus had needed an anti gravity seat to be brought down from the city Placid Enrichment, the standard human built seats would simply not hold his weight, as a rather intimidated clerk had discovered.

The Didact was representing his own extinct race, alongside Mendicant Bias. He had remained largely quiet throughout the first half of the conference, preferring to listen rather than speak. John wished he could do likewise, but the situation as it was demanded his input. He tried not to drift off as the Brute Chieftain spoke once again.

"...and we are prepared to give our lives stopping the parasite. Quite how we shall do this how is still an enigma to me." Daedalus finished, and the other races of the Council nodded in agreement. John still was having trouble grappling with the fact that the Brute was actually intelligent. And wise.

"Well we sure as hell don't have the fire-power to launch an assault in space. They have nearly twice as many ships as we do." Admiral Harper protested. Sadly, it was true, despite every last ship the UNSC and others could muster joining up with them. John, an idea forming in his mind, turned suddenly to the Didact, who looked elegant and alien even in the UNSC officer clothes he wore.

"Is there not another Apex somewhere with Forerunner ships were can use? If we have them on our side, maybe we can--" John began, before the Didact stopped him with a pure white hand, shaking his head.

"Alas, there was but one Apex left, untarnished by the Flood. Mendicant Bias tells me, however, that this was destroyed but a few decades ago. According to the fragmented archives of the monitor over-watching that installation, something named The Spirit of Fire was involved." the Forerunner replied gravely. Harper's eyebrows rose.

"The Spirit of Fire's been MIA for years. Isn't that right?" the Admiral asked the unnamed ONI representative, who looked taken aback.

"Yes, of course." she replied softly, in a feminine voice. So it was a women hidden under that hat. John frowned, the women's voice had been almost flawless, but he detected the slightest waver in it. Was she lying? He'd find out later, three of his Spartans had been lost on that ship.

"You humans were involved? Interesting. In any case, we--I have no ships to dedicate to your cause, bar the practically useless Dreadnought. It's engines are beginning to fail, and I doubt it shall survive another slipspace transition." the Didact cut in, and so that was that. They would need some other way to stop the Flood.

"Perhaps a ground operation would be the better option." R'tas input wisely, folding his arms and staring down at the floor. He seemed nervous, especially with a Forerunner at the table.

"Even if we dealt with the flood on the surface, Imperial Admiral, would the parasite not merely destroy us from above, and repopulate Sangheilios with their filth?" Equanimity replied. The Didact chuckled, and shook his head.

"Actually, what the Sangheili here has suggested is a good idea," R'tas blushed at being praised by his 'God'. "Now, the Gravemind is the central intelligence of all the Flood. We take out the Gravemind, the Flood is thus in disarray. They will not pilot their ships so efficiently. And despite their advantage of numbers, our fleets should be able to deal with them, thus liberating Sangheilios."

It was a good plan, but to John it seemed to have but one flaw.

"How do we kill the Gravemind? With that much Flood on the planet, it will be huge, and whatever we do destroy will reform instantly." the Spartan said, and there was a silence around the table for a few moments. Mendicant Bias sighed, if it was possible for a machine to sigh.

"I believe it is time for me to reveal my true purpose, with your leave creator." the AI asked the Didact, who, looking taken aback for a split moment, nodded slowly. Mendicant rose slightly, and everyone turned to look at him.

"You see, I was designed with but one purpose; to destroy, or subjugate the Gravemind. My makers believed that a cure would be found, saving the Precursors, and thus, when I came into contact with the Mind and began feeding information back to my masters, I received no orders other than to watch. Eventually, I was corrupted by the Gravemind, to my shame. And when the order came to destroy, I disobeyed." there was silence in the room. The Didact's face, John noted, was stony.

"But I still possess the means to destroy the Gravemind, and to prevent a new one from being formed, for a short while at least. As I have told you all, the Mind is but a computer. An advanced, organic one, but a computer none the less. And as we all know, computers can be infected with viruses." With this, the Monitor opened a hatch in his chassis, to reveal a rather large, and rather complicated microchip underneath. The chip was alive with blue light.

"And what, Holy Oracle, is that?" the Arbiter questioned, standing up curiously. The chip basked the meeting room in an ethereal blue glow.

"This, Arbiter, is me." Mendicant Bias replied, ambiguously. "All my conciousness; memory, personality, everything is stored in here. As well as the virus to stop the Gravemind."

The implication of this struck everyone, and there were gasps around the room, from all but John, who nodded.

"So you, essentially, are the virus?" the Spartan asked. The monitor pulsed once in confirmation.

"And how do we go about using the virus?" Harper asked, curious. "Can you do it from here?"

"Don't be absurd. The chip must be inserted physically into the core of the Mind, and from there it shall eat away at all the Mind is. I too shall be destroyed in the process." Mendicant said to the Fleet Admiral, who's eyes sparked thoughtfully.

"Then we have a means to stop the Flood once and for all. Our fleets can jump to Sangheilios, and send ground troops down to the surface. Once there, the Spartans can battle their way to this Gravemind, and destroy it. With the Flood in disarray, we can decimate their fleet. Finally, we'll NOVA bomb the planet, and the main infection will have been dealt with." Harper cried out, before R'tas jumped up angrily.

"You can't just destroy Sangheilios!" the Elite Imperial Admiral growled, hand unconsciously going to the sword hilt at his side. John shifted himself closer to the human and Elite leader, ready to intervene should things boil over.

[Edited on 10.27.2009 1:25 PM PDT]

  • 10.27.2009 1:23 PM PDT
Subject: [Story] Halo 3: Insurrection (Part 29 is now available!) ~ 17/10

"I'm afraid they will have to, Sangheili." the Didact informed the Elite, who, having been told even by his God this horrible fact, looked crestfallen. "Otherwise, the Flood shall regrow again, form another Gravemind eventually, and overthrow us."

"But...our home. Our history. Where will we live?" R'tas asked desperately, tears flowing down his drawn in cheeks.

Unexpectedly, Fleet Admiral Harper went over and placed a consoling hand on the Elite's shoulder.

"You can stay here. On Earth. All of you. And...once Reach has been rebuilt and terraformed, then you can have it."

It was a generous offer, one which everyone in the room, bar perhaps the oblivious Didact, understood. Reach had been humanity's main planet before the war. The Elites had glassed it. That the humans would give it to their once-foes was incredible.

"Hold on a second, Earth is overcrowded as it is with refugees from the colonies. Not to mention the fact that half of Africa is glassed. How on Earth, no pun intended, will we fit the Elites on too?" the Governor of Earth cut in, speaking for the first time in the meeting.

"We'll find a way." Harper replied bluntly, and that was that.

"That is indeed a wondrous promise, human. On the behalf of my species, I thank you." the Arbiter cut in before R'tas could reply, nodding respectfully. R'tas turned to face his friend.

"But Sangheilios Arbiter. We can't--" the Imperial Admiral broke off, and the taller Arbiter patted him gently on the back.

"It is not Sangheilios any more my brother. It is a Flood world, and must be purged."

John was distantly listening to the conversation, but the details bored him. All he cared about was the fact they now had a plan. The next question by the Prophet of Equanimity jostled him back into the present.

"What if we should fail?"

The Spartan nearly laughed, Equanimity was unknowingly quoting Shakespeare's Macbeth. However, the question itself was a serious one. The Council looked amongst each other, unnerved.

"Then the Galaxy is doomed." Harper said gravely, in a rather over-dramatic tone of voice. John looked up.

"If we do fail...there's always Halo." the Spartan suggested. His words were met with gasps and noises of disapproval. John then launched into a fuller explanation.

"If we fail, then the Flood will destroy everything anyway. Halo only affects lifeforms with enough biomass to sustain the Flood. If we activate it, the Flood will be starved. Millions, perhaps billions of years after they've died out, life which started off as bacteria will have evolved. Eventually, the Galaxy will be populated again. Life will go on."

The words hit hard to the Council. It was a horrible thought, that Halo would have to be activated in order to save the galaxy. However, it was a thought which could be necessary. Everyone instinctively turned to the Didact, seeing as how he had built the array in the first place.

"What John says is true. Should the worst come to the worst, we should indeed activate Halo. Life, eventually, will be reborn." the Forerunner said wisely, and there were no more arguments. Something about the Didact made you believe everything he said.

"Which Halo would we activate, theoretically? I take it you know where the rest of the array's locations are Didact?" Cortana questioned, and the Forerunner nodded.

"Installation...07 would be the best. It is on the fringe of the Galaxy, far from the Sangheilios Flood outbreak. I shall head there with 2401 Penitent Tangent. However, in the event containment on the ring has been compromised, I will need some assistance." the Didact replied, looking around the room. John had an idea.

"You can take Tom and Lucy with you. They won't be much help at Sangheilios; they're lost without a full team. But they can handle a few escaped Flood forms on a Halo ring." the Spartan told the Forerunner, who nodded.

"Then it is decided. Once this meeting is adjourned, I, 2401, and the two aboriginal Reclaimers shall head to Installation 07. Should the worst come to worst, send Guilty Spark with a message. I will activate Halo." Aboriginal Reclaimers. The Spartan IIIs. Quite why they were deemed as being so, whilst the Spartan IIs were not was a conundrum to John.

There seemed to be looks of reluctant acceptance amongst everyone at the table. The Arbiter then cleared his throat.

"It would seem that we have a plan then. When do we leave, united as one, for Sangheilios?" the tall Elite asked.

"It shall take us a few more days to prepare. On Wednesday, we'll get moving." Harper took control, but no one seemed to mind. It was Monday now.

"May the Gods shine upon us." Daedalus rumbled, and, already stood up and on the process of leaving, the Didact laughed.

"I am no more a God than you, Jiralhanae. I am but a man, and a flawed one at that." the Forerunner lectured the Brute, who seemed to turn a deaf ear. Strange that he should refer to himself as a man. John thought.

As the Spartan was about to stand up, someone burst into the room. Commander Samuel Bairns, and he looked frantic. Harper rose cautiously.

"What is it Commander?" the old Fleet Admiral asked tentatively. The Commander's eyes were wide.

"The Flood! They've followed us here! To Earth! At least forty ships!" Bairns cried. There were gasps around the room. Imperial Admiral R'tas Vadum' stood, a determined air about him.

"Then it seems it is time to show the Parasite who they are dealing with. To arms, my friends, let us grind this accursed infection into dust!"

  • 10.27.2009 1:24 PM PDT

Posted by: Wolverfrog
Macbeth.


You're cursed now
:(

  • 10.27.2009 1:51 PM PDT
Subject: [Story] Halo 3: Insurrection (Part 31 is now available!) ~ 27/10

The Hybrid a FanFic by Tehface

"Look for the signs, the keepers of the flame. They will lead you to war, and perhaps, to victory."

Great part Wolver! Another space battle to come!
How many parts left of Insurrection?

[Edited on 10.27.2009 2:06 PM PDT]

  • 10.27.2009 2:04 PM PDT

I think the next battle shall be primarily ground, although of course, Captain Daniels may have his story to tell from space.

I really can't predict how many are left. I keep coming up with new ideas. It will end at Sangheilios though, know that much.

  • 10.27.2009 3:00 PM PDT

Acta Non Verba

DarkFus10nz

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thats soo kool, hey when they attack the elite planet (as normal 'im terriable at names i even forgot my own elites from my book names)will the go down in HEV's or maby even like a mixed one which elites and brutes can go in to

  • 10.27.2009 3:15 PM PDT

hey....your a good writer :)

  • 10.27.2009 3:43 PM PDT
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Keep up the good work! Can't wait for next part to come out.

  • 10.27.2009 5:25 PM PDT

nice part wolver i love your writting(no -blam!-)

  • 10.27.2009 7:51 PM PDT

Honor Light Your Way, Our Blood Shall Forge A Thousand Generations!.

Tom and Lucy = FTW.

Especially Lucy. Silence is bad ass. But they are both without a doubt my favorite Spartan's.

This fanfic just got awesome.

Keep rockin' Wolver. (and keep watching Firefly)

  • 10.27.2009 8:07 PM PDT

"Go die in a corner."

I don't normally say awesome, but, that.was.AWESOME.

  • 10.27.2009 11:55 PM PDT

I think you have a great technique to fan-fics, a lot of attention keeping twists, but if you were to make a new series, you would probably run out of twists too quickly. Try and space them out a little bit better for an original story.

  • 10.28.2009 2:44 AM 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.

Oh crap, I missed this! Awesome part there!

  • 10.28.2009 4:18 AM PDT

Acta Non Verba

DarkFus10nz

Check out www.nextgenwalkthroughs.com for the ultmate walkthrough experiace!

AWSOME!!!!

  • 10.28.2009 12:49 PM PDT

There once was an ugly barnacle. He was so ugly that everyone died.

The end.

SCFH

Thats actually kind of funny, the thought that if the Humans do fail, and have to activate Halo. Billions of years later, new life would have evolved. Then nobody would even know about the war!

  • 10.28.2009 1:25 PM PDT

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

c0ol m0ar pl0x

;)

I can see the Didact waiting in the Control Room like a sitting duck waiting for a dinner party.

[Edited on 10.28.2009 4:55 PM PDT]

  • 10.28.2009 4:55 PM PDT

Posted by: ajw34307
c0ol m0ar pl0x

;)

I can see the Didact waiting in the Control Room like a sitting duck waiting for a dinner party.


Meh, he's taking a pack of cards with him.

:P

  • 10.28.2009 4:56 PM PDT

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

Glad to hear that.

  • 10.28.2009 4:59 PM PDT