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Subject: [Story] The Forgotten Jiralhanae - (Part 2 has arrived)

Posted by: ElementalRunner

Posted by: Commander Stroll
Still using a pump-action shotgun over 500 years in the future I see.

omg not realistic stop game production plz

I'd like to first thank all the FanFic writers - mainly Wolverfrog and MaxRealflugel, my favourites - for writing their own epic tales, which has inspired me to write this one. This story is different from many, as we take on a point of view scarcely seen before; from the view of a Jiralhanae. I hope you enjoy. Once I have enough parts, I'll make a chapter list.

Part 1 will be posted in a second, hang on. It's quite a short part, but it serves as a good starter.

[Edited on 10.26.2009 7:56 AM PDT]

  • 10.26.2009 6:02 AM PDT
Subject: [Story] The Forgotten Jiralhanae - (Part 1 begins....)

Posted by: ElementalRunner

Posted by: Commander Stroll
Still using a pump-action shotgun over 500 years in the future I see.

omg not realistic stop game production plz

Part 1 - The Infection

Sizzling hot spikes flew through the air towards the advancing masses of Flood; the spikes did well to rip the biomass apart, but the 8-Brute pack couldn't hold the tarnished room for much longer. The elegenat, purple walls of the room clearly reflected Covenant engineering, but now the growth of biomass had spread all over the walls, rendering the room just another place to infect for the Flood. The Flood were ruining High Charity, the greatest city of the Covenant. As a plasma bolt hissed as it hit his dark blue Power Armour's arm-piece, Rorcus reminded himself of the danger he was in.

"Rorcus, do not let your heart falter you now! Give the parasites a few spikes!" shouted the Chieftain, whom was grappling with a Flood. The Chieftain, Lanadus, overpowered the Flood and punched through it's disgusting body. Rorcus took his Chieftain's command, and popped his head over a plasma barricade to throw a deadly spike grenade into the mass of oncoming Flood. It detonated, accelerating spikes into every nearby Flood.

"A good throw, Rorcus! Now keep up the fi-" Lanadus's words stopped as a behemoth of a creature - a "Flood Juggernaut" - lashed it's tentacle appendage into the Chieftain, knocking him into the wall and killing him instantly. Rorcus felt angered and tearful; his Chieftain had been killed so quickly by something so vile. One Brute of his pack threw down his weapon and lept at the 14ft Juggernaut, hoping to deal some damage in his raged attack. The Juggernaut took no such injury however. It once again whipped a tentacle into the Brute's face, snapping its jaw.

"Rorcus, come on! Escape with us while you can!" cried another of his pack, who was with three other Brutes in a dropship docked in a nearby airlock. Rorcus hurried over into the dropship, hoping to escape. The doors of the drop ship slowly began to close. Then, something happened, which sealed Rorcus's fate.

A trio of infected Sangheili with energy swords lept into the dropship just moments before the doors closed. The four Brutes in the dropship howled and began to fight.

"For our Chieftain, you scum shall perish to my hammer!" shouted Rorcus, remembering his noble and brave Chieftain.
"For our Chieftain!" chorused another of his pack.
"For our Chieftain, indeed!" shouted a second.
The Brutes began to grapple with the Flood, but the infected Elites ripped through the Brutes' power armour with their energy swords. Eventually, Rorcus was the only Brute standing with his power armour working; the other two surviving Brutes were slowly being cut to pieces. Rorcus felt enraged that he couldn't use the hammer otherwise he would injure his packmates. Eventually, after a struggle, Rorcus punched through another Elite, leaving just one. That one Flood-Elite however, managed to stab the glowing white sword into Rorcus's last surviving pack-mate, who had been injured on the ground. Rorcus, almost crying at the sight of three of his packmates ripped in pieces, swung his gravity hammer down with as much force as he could muster.

"For! My! PACK!" shouted Rorcus as he brought the hammer down onto the Flood form, which flew into a wall of the dropship. Rorcus looked at his companions, strewn into ribbons of meat. In his upset, Rorus slammed down his helmet, cracking it. He didn't care. All he could do now was fly the dropship away from High Charity, as fast as he could - he may be able to help Tartarus.

  • 10.26.2009 6:03 AM PDT

Hey, this actually works...well. Nice job, I look forward to more. Try to mix up your words a bit.

  • 10.26.2009 6:10 AM PDT

I'm someone you knew, maybe even were friends with.....but from another time...another place.

The Mayans were the most epic trolls EVAR.

Awesome story, dude. Hope to see more parts, soon! :)

  • 10.26.2009 6:48 AM PDT

Posted by: ElementalRunner

Posted by: Commander Stroll
Still using a pump-action shotgun over 500 years in the future I see.

omg not realistic stop game production plz

Part 2 - Good Destination

Rorcus wearily threw the rest of his Power Armour onto the floor, watching the blue metal crack as it hit the ground. He slowly paced to the controls of the dropship and coded it to go to the Forerunner structure he could see from orbit; it must be Halo's control room, he thought. As soon as the Great Journey begins, everything will be divine, he thought to himself.

He went to the back of the drophship quickly, to get the last glimpse of High Charity as the dropship sped away. Explosions and rubble appeared all over the mushroom shaped city. Rorcus couldn't believe that this city which could travel across stars, which was 350Km from top to bottom...ruined. Gone forever. He growled as he yet again went to the control panel of the dropship. However, on this second time, he spotted something. Under the desk and panel. he saw a large box, as large as a Human at least. Rorcus reached for it and took it out. Slowly opening it, he saw a note on top. It read:

Lanadus; this is to be delivered to the Prophets for approval of usage. Very advanced compared to the previous Mark. Watch over it carefully. It is PT enabled.
Signed, Tartarus, your Chieftain of the Jiralhanae.


Rorcus was confused; what was PT? In his natural Brutal way, he ripped open the box to reveal a set of Golden Power Armour; the armour of a Captain Major. Rorcus was just a normal major...should he see what it was like to don? He was only a major. It would be considered a crime if any other Brutes knew, but he was alone. Nobody would know. Besides, his old blue armour was cracking. Slowly, Rorcus put on gauntlets, shin protectors, chest piece, back piece and finally helmet. By placing his finger on the hidden pad on the back of the armour, it activated and all the pieces were electrically connected on their own frequency. But something was different. His previous armour had only been weakly held together, which is why Brutes often had to get new armour - it broke when the shields used up the power supply completely. This armour however was...much more strongly held.

Rorcus, impressed, saw another note at the bottom of the ripped open box. Snatching it in joy, he read the note.

Delivery to: Prophet of Truth. Product: Jiralhanae Power Armour, Mk. II. Power Tethered.

That explained what PT meant. That explained everything. Power Tethered meant the armour was held together by a different power supply to the shields. Basically, the armour did not fall apart after the shields reached zero. Brute Armour was now at the standard of Demon and Elite armour. Rorcus smiled, for a moment of glee. It was to be a short lived smile. Seconds later, a beeping erupted from the Spirit's control panel, and the dropship shaked. Panicing, Rorcus ran to the control panel in his gleaming gold armour. Out of the view camera, he saw the problem. Something - like a strange pulling force - was pulling him and th dropship to a different structure. Slowly the dropship approached it. Rorcus smashed at the controls, hoping that the small ship may be able to pull away, but there was no hope. The dropship finally touched the ground softly. Out of the camera, Rorcus saw nothing which could have pulled him. He prepared his Spiker. He crept to the back of the Spirit, and smashed the door down in a violent kick.

"SHOW YOURSELF!" bellowed the Brute, searching around with his weapon ready at all times. He scourged every nearby bush and tree. Nothing. Then he came to realise that in front of the dropship was a gargantuan structure. A Forerunner citadel, at least 200ft tall, with Sentinels whizzing over him, although they were many metres above him. Noticing a large, Forerunner door, he paced through, much calmer now. Bright, silver lights flooded the otherwise dark corridor. The lights also allowed Rorcus to see upwards of the structure; the magnificence of it was incredible. Golden lights and lines filled the upper half of the structure, and the grand architectural walls and barricades reminded Rorcus why he was fighting this war. Perhaps this was actually just a dream. Perhaps he had travelled the Great Journey, and he had arrived. The thoughts excited him.

He heard something behind him. Rorcus swivelled. If it was Flood, he assured himself he would fight to the very death. He waited. The sound of footsteps approached. Rorcus tensed. The noise continued to approach. Rorcus readided his trigger finger. The footsteps were metres away...

"Oh! Thank the gods, it's just another one of you sentients. I thought it was Flood!" said a figure.
"Who...who are you?" asked Rorcus nervously.
"Me? Why sir, I am Daeon."

Rorcus continued to stare. The name meant nothing.

"I'm Forerunner, if that was what you wanted to kno- what are you doing?" asked the Forerunner. Rorcus was on one knee, bowing.
"It is you! One of the gods!" Rorcus said in happiness.
"Erm...I think you requrie my medical attention. I am no god. I am a Forerunner. You are....a Jiralhanae, I presume? Sentient species 07?"

Rorcus nodded, confused at why he was Sentient Species 7. Why did the Forerunner deny his godliness?

"Well, we've had so many different species trying to break into this facility to find weapons. Unggoy, Sangheili," said the Forerunner, although the Brute huffed at the mention of the wretched Sangheili, "...and even a new one which calls itself...oh what was it...Spartan? I think, was it? Oh I don't know, something like that..."

But the Brute was not listening to even his holy Forerunner anymore. The mention of Sangheili had angered him. The mention of Spartan had set him into combat attitude. If a Demon was here, Rorcus would kill it.

  • 10.26.2009 7:56 AM PDT

I'm hooked, although the meeting with the Forerunner was a little...bad. It just seemed so basic. I'll keep reading though. Congratulations, yours is one of the few fan fictions I read.

  • 10.26.2009 8:08 AM PDT

Posted by: ElementalRunner

Posted by: Commander Stroll
Still using a pump-action shotgun over 500 years in the future I see.

omg not realistic stop game production plz

Posted by: Wolverfrog
I'm hooked, although the meeting with the Forerunner was a little...bad. It just seemed so basic. I'll keep reading though. Congratulations, yours is one of the few fan fictions I read.


Thanks for advice, I'm going to be doing a bit more of the Brute-Forerunner conversation next part.

I'll be doing Part 3 either later tonight or tommorow.

  • 10.26.2009 8:32 AM PDT

Take your time, the worst thing you could ever do is flood the reader with chapter after chapter. Keep them on edge and hungry for more.

By the way, would you mind taking a look at the new parts of True Sangheili?

  • 10.26.2009 8:44 AM PDT

hello

Wolver, eh here's the thing, don't think you're hot s**t with your fanfics.


No offense, just saying. I know your fanfics are hot topic, but still, and I know you're giving him a little help, but I've just noticed this with hot topic people.

  • 10.26.2009 8:53 AM PDT

Wait, what? I only asked him to check out True Sangheili...

  • 10.26.2009 8:59 AM PDT

hello

No I'm just saying, don't be too cocky with your posts like you're a proffesional with this stuff.

  • 10.26.2009 9:19 AM PDT

Posted by: AI Mendicant
No I'm just saying, don't be too cocky with your posts like you're a proffesional with this stuff.


:S

A professional fan fic writer? lulwut.

  • 10.26.2009 9:20 AM PDT

hello

Posted by: Wolverfrog
Posted by: AI Mendicant
No I'm just saying, don't be too cocky with your posts like you're a proffesional with this stuff.


:S

A professional fan fic writer? lulwut.



Yes that's possible..


O_O

  • 10.26.2009 9:22 AM PDT
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This is... really good...

Really really good...

  • 10.26.2009 10:50 AM PDT

I'm someone you knew, maybe even were friends with.....but from another time...another place.

The Mayans were the most epic trolls EVAR.


Posted by: AI Mendicant
Posted by: Wolverfrog
Posted by: AI Mendicant
No I'm just saying, don't be too cocky with your posts like you're a proffesional with this stuff.


:S

A professional fan fic writer? lulwut.



Yes that's possible..


O_O


Guy's just giving him some sound advice, which, if I were him, would follow. Come on, guy's got 3 hot topics at least.
And all he said was to read True Sangheili(which is awesome, btw.) and at its worst, it's just shameless advertising. :P

  • 10.27.2009 5:17 AM PDT

I'm someone you knew, maybe even were friends with.....but from another time...another place.

The Mayans were the most epic trolls EVAR.

Hey man, when's part 3 gonna be up?

  • 10.28.2009 11:44 AM PDT

part 3 plz plz plz i like it, but i am with wolver on the whole forerunner, brute conversation otherwise this is great keep it up.

  • 11.16.2009 7:58 PM PDT
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=] woop 4 halo art

this is actually amazingly good 0.O favourite story here,...
who'd have thought a story on brutes would be so good? :) :) the start just drags you in..

  • 01.14.2010 9:08 AM PDT

Posted by: Mr Appletini
this is actually amazingly good 0.O favourite story here,...
who'd have thought a story on brutes would be so good? :) :) the start just drags you in..


...

Necroing a thread?

  • 01.14.2010 10:34 AM PDT