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Welcome to the Halo Side Trilogy.
"The Master Chief is not the only Warrior in this War..."
~This is a FanFiction dedicated to the world of Halo (the Haloverse), and tells the adventures of heroes on both sides of the Human-Covenant war. The Trilogy spans all three games and novels while focusing on the rise of both Elite and Human special forces; The Mirratord and The Black Ops. Here you will find the introduction of classic heroes; Palab (the Grunt Messiah), Simyaldee (The ground forces commander of the Sangheili Mirratord) and the humans' darkest secret The Black Ops Program.
* Book 1: "Stand, five feet high" ~ The rise of the Grunt Messiah. (Re-write @ FF.net)
* Book 2: "If I Were Your Hero" ~ The Black Ops. (completed)
* Book 3: "Path of Reclamation" ~ The final conflicts of our Heroes: begins p71
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If I were your Hero
By Soulguard
Stage 1: Something’s at the door…
PCI Industries Repair Center
08:45 October 20, 2552
New Mombasa, Kenya
“You’re late, Eric!” A sharply dressed woman shouted at the main entrance. Her hair was cut short, her nails glowed brightly red and her matching black DuTan dress suit gave her a powerful presence. She tapped her finger on the wall of the door, blocking the black man’s entrance. She was a gorgeously shaped woman with long legs, tight hips and a well toned upper body. Her butt and breasts weren’t bad either. “Stop staring at my chest Eric, and tell me why you’re late, again!”
Eric couldn’t help staring at her chest. The diving neckline on her suit practically begged him to glare at the top of her cleavage, and the fact that she didn’t cover up only made him more interested. She was a Spanish woman with a full blown American attitude; meaning she was quick witted, hot headed, fast paced, and always on her toes. An attractive woman but not Eric’s type, but still she was damned attractive.
“Eric!” The woman stated strongly.
“Sorry.” Eric replied. Eric waved his hand near the door and a green light signaled that he was cleared to enter. “I overslept.”
“You seem to be doing that a lot lately.” The woman responded. The two began to walk down the hall to an elevator. The hallway was quiet, and only a few janitorial staff personal walked the halls. “I know it’s asking a lot of you to come in early, but with the Covenant threatening to find Earth the Military has been pushing our buttons hard.”
“You look nice this morning, Rose.” Eric added, ignoring the work talk that Rose was tossing around. Rose was quiet for a second and folded her arms across her chest as they stopped in front of the elevator.
“Also,” she continued, “they’ve requested a double order on the Mark VI armor plating. I called Tokyo and they sent the parts this morning, local time. We should have it by noon.”
“Always work with you, isn’t Rose?” Eric questioned. He stuck his hands into his pockets and stared deeply into his mirrored reflection on the elevator door. His age was quickly catching up with him. He noticed a grey hair in his mustache and then counted three more. He was in mid thirties and in no way felt old, but he was finding it harder and harder to run ten miles without stopping; something he could have easily done ten years ago.
“We aren’t in college anymore, Eric.” Rose replied. “We have a job to do, and there is a war going on, remember?”
“Yeah, I know.” Eric sighed. He lowered his head and ran his hand through his black curly hair. He needed a hair cut but hadn’t had the time. “Have you been into the lab yet?”
“No, I hate being in there alone.” Rose responded. The elevator door opened and they stepped in. Eric pressed his hand onto the controls and a green button appeared at the bottom of the elevator’s control display. He pressed the secret button and the elevator quickly began its long run into the depths of New Mombasa.
Rose sat on a nearby bench and crossed her legs. She delicately began to play with her nails, not giving Eric any attention at all. It was a long and quiet journey. Rose sat to one side of the elevator while Eric leaned against the wall of the other. Eric couldn’t help but look at her. She was a year younger then he was, but she hadn’t changed since he first met her in their freshman class so many years ago. The only sign of age she ever displayed was that she wore a simple pair of glasses in order to read. Eric was startled out of his gaze by a quick burst of static from the elevator’s speakers.
“Please hold for ID check.” Said the voice over the speakers. The elevator came to a slow stop and the ID pad on the elevator’s control panel suddenly turned red. “You first, Lieutenant Raynord.” Eric stepped to the control and firmly pressed his hand against the plate, and the ID screen changed to green.
“You’re next, Ms. Santos.” Rose stepped over with a quick sigh, and repeated the gesture. The ID screen quickly flashed blue twice, then a solid Green. “Okay. All elevator parties have been identified for first security check; Lieutenant Eric Raynord and project leader Ms. Rose Santos. Door’s opening.”
Beyond the Elevator door was a long tunnel which was well lit on all sides. Only one door was ahead of them, and that was their office. But in front of that door stood three Marines dressed in formal attire, and each had a BR55 Battle Rifle slung over their shoulders. As Eric and Rose stepped out of the Elevator the three soldiers quickly pulled down their guns and took aim.
“Come on guys, is that really necessary?” Eric questioned. The soldiers remained silent. ONI took no chances of a military breach within their security, and until the two had finalized their ID check they would be watched closely. These soldiers had full authority to shoot anyone, if they so much as sneezed oddly.
“Beginning secondary bio-scans.” A voice stated over the hallway intercom. “Please stand still.” The elevator door behind Eric and Rose closed, and the faint hum of machinery was heard behind the walls. “Body scans complete. All’s clear.”
“Sorry Sir, we have our orders.” One of the soldiers stated. The Three soldiers quickly saluted Eric and he quickly returned the gesture loosely. “How are you today, Ms. Santos?”
“Please call me Rose, or Doctor.” Rose stated as they began to walk toward the entrance. “We go through this every morning, but every morning you call me Ms. Santos… I’m not that old, Wesley.”
“Sorry Rose.” Wesley stated. He slung his rifle over his shoulder and handed Eric a data pad. “It’s all the training.” The door behind the Marines opened and a dark room lay beyond.
“Sure, training.” Rose stated as she crossed the threshold to the room. Eric smiled at Wesley and nodded his head with a quick smirk. He waved the data pad and followed Rose into the room as the door closed behind them.
“Damn that’s a woman.” Wesley stated to the other two soldiers at his side.
“Yeah, and every morning she dreads seeing you.” The soldiers laughed.
The underground facility was another of the Office of Naval Intelligence’s secret research facilities; however it was a smaller one. Inside the dark room were several more marines, dressed in semi-formal attire and sitting at desks. The security chief sat a desk with several monitors displaying the hallway, the exterior of the above ground building and several other entryways inside the facility.
Rose and Eric walked throughout the mazes of doors and cubicles until they reached their destination. They each placed their hands on the sides of the door and a green light flashed above them. The Titanium-A door hissed with life as it slid open. Nearly ten inches of the metal separated the ONI research lab from the rest of the facility. Rose and Eric walked in before it completely opened. They approach a glass wall that overlooked the lab and reached for their lab coats.
“Feels like I just left here.” Eric sighed. Rose stood in shock as she looked the room over. All the parts that they had left unassembled had been completed.
“What the hell?” Rose stated in a shocked tone. She quickly pulled on her white over coat, and hopped down a small step of stairs into the research lab below. Eager to see what had happened she jogged to a nearby table which was covered in parts. “Who finished these?”
“Two guesses.” Eric laughed from above.
“But you said you were going to leave last night, right after I left.” Rose added with a curious gaze.
“Yeah, well, I didn’t.” Eric smiled, as he slowly began to walk down the stairs. “It’s not like I have a life outside this place. I grabbed a bite to eat, but came back and finished up.”
“That’s why you overslept.” Rose stated as she looked over the MJOLNIR Mark VI arm guard. “Final assembly was supposed to be done today for those other three Spartans. These small system upgrades should…” She stopped in mid sentence and looked up at Eric. “Sorry. Thanks for doing this Eric.”
“Does this mean I can go home?” Eric laughed. Rose shot him an awkward gaze and sighed.
[Edited on 02.28.2008 8:57 AM PST]