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Posted by: precurser
Jeeze, isn't this like the second time Sarah has had the front of her body blown apart?


Never thought about that. I guess she's not a very fortunate person.

[Edited on 05.26.2010 4:45 AM PDT]

  • 05.26.2010 4:25 AM PDT
Subject: [Story] The Spartan Four Project (Part Thirty Is Available!)

An assassin will always carry on, even after death.

E18 simply tore the top off of the tank

Not even Spartans are that strong

  • 05.26.2010 12:13 PM PDT
Subject: [Story] The Spartan Four Project (Part Thirty One Is Ready!)
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Posted by: Skulblaka
E18 simply tore the top off of the tank

Not even Spartans are that strong



Spartan Fours are. Oh, and i changed all Daves to Brian.

[Edited on 05.26.2010 12:53 PM PDT]

  • 05.26.2010 12:50 PM PDT

I am a god! I am prescient!
I am religion!
I see the future, I see the past
Follow me, follow the vision.
I have become the ultimate power, I am protection.
I am messiah, I am a tyrant.
i show the path to redemption to man and the universe!

Posted by: The Munchies
Posted by: precurser
Jeeze, isn't this like the second time Sarah has had the front of her body blown apart?


Never thought about that. I guess she's not a very fortunate person.

I guess not.

  • 05.26.2010 7:25 PM PDT
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even if dante is stronger than master cheif, john will prevail on top. He cheats and uses luck alot.

  • 05.26.2010 9:40 PM PDT

How'd you find me?

I noticed a mistake: when raptor 17 crashed and he was talking, you did the italics wrong.

  • 05.27.2010 3:18 AM PDT
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Posted by: prototype 91125
even if dante is stronger than master cheif, john will prevail on top. He cheats and uses luck alot.



The Chief was reaugmentet, but yes, he would probably win. And wrench, can you quote the exact part. I looked but I couldn't detect.

[Edited on 05.27.2010 4:57 AM PDT]

  • 05.27.2010 4:52 AM PDT
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Cool Cheif got a upgrade. Now there isnt anymore spartan IIs.

  • 05.27.2010 7:09 AM PDT

An assassin will always carry on, even after death.

Posted by: prototype 91125
Cool Cheif got a upgrade. Now there isnt anymore spartan IIs.

Wrong there are a few on ONYX.

  • 05.27.2010 12:12 PM PDT

How'd you find me?

Posted by: The Munchies
P.30

Just watching out for my- nearly half of Raptor 17's interceptor was blown off as a chunk of tungsten slammed into its side. The longsword left a trail of smoke behind it as it tumbled down in a fiery wreck.

The longsword's demise was obscured by tall buildings, and its impact drowned out by gunfire. Everyone was silent, the same thought going through all of their heads, if it wasn't for me "Alright," Shadow said, trying to sound unscathed, "Let's get moving."

This is Ra---eventeen. The voice from the week, crackling transmission was strained and panicked. [/i]I've crashed---iddle of a square. I'm wou---imiddiate medical---nyone read me?[/i]

"Rodger that 17," Shadow replied, "We're on our way. Whatever you do, do not pop smoke."


This is the exact part, I left some stuff in so you knew where to look.



[Edited on 05.27.2010 1:20 PM PDT]

  • 05.27.2010 1:20 PM PDT
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Fix'd. Tyvm good sir.

  • 05.27.2010 2:16 PM PDT
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P.32



The three innie Spartans charged Dante at once. What was he supposed to do? That split second of hesitation got him slammed into the alleyway wall. The Spartans threw him on the ground, picked him up, and threw him into the wall again. Dante tried to stand up, but received a spin kick to the side of his helmet, denting the metal. One of the Spartans pinned him down, and dropped his fists into Dante's faceplate.

The displays on the inside of E18's helmet began to flicker and distort. His suit was taking a hefty beating. He was able to grab the Spartan's hand, and pull a lightning fast maneuver that left his enemy with a broken arm. Dante had escaped the hold, but was immediately hit in the stomach by one of the other two Spartans. Another strike came, hitting Dante on the bottom of his jaw. His head moved back, and the Spartan slammed a fist into his throat.

Gagging, E18 fell backwards, and hit the ground hard. One of his opponents was about to jump on him when another pushed him out of the way. Making his way towards Dante, he pulled out a curved knife. "Enough playing around. I'm gonna gut you like a pig.

Dante was still as the black armored figure hoisted him up in the air, and drew back his hand holding the knife. He thrust it forward with all his force, impaling Dante. He ran the knife down, but it stopped at the plate on Dante's gut. The innie cursed under his breath. He wouldn't get the gore he desired. In fact, he wouldn't get any gore at all.

E18 unbelted a plasma grenade, and reached his arm around the Spartan's head, sticking it to the back of his helmet. The brief moment of shock from the insurrectionist was the death of him, and his comrade. Dante slipped out of the Spartan's grip, and with a swift kick to the chest, he sent his combatant straight into the Spartan behind him.

The plasma grenade on the back of the first Spartan's helmet stuck to the faceplate of the other. When it detonated, blood, molten metal, and fragments of skull shot through the air. Only the one with the broken arm remained. Dante pulled the knife out of his stomach without the slightest grunt of pain, and walked up to his enemy.

The insurrectionist Spartan pulled out his own knife, and made a desperate slash at Dante. E18 pushed his arm away, and slit his throat. Dante ran to Sarah, picked her up, and checked his HUD for the nearest camp. "Hold on Sarah." He whispered as he located his destination, Alpha Camp.


Boomer, Shadow, Lieutenant Silvers, and his Rangers entered camp Alpha, the basement of a large clothing store. They handed Raptor 17 over to a medic, and went to get some rest. The sun had set, and soldiers were sleeping on nylon fold out beds. Those who had gotten sleep were up on computers or getting ready for combat. The newcomers were exhausted, and began to take their gear off when the CO in the camp started shouting at the top of his lungs. "This is it boys! All of nothing! We're moving out to the capitol building!" People started rushing to pack up, and arm themselves.

Shadow rubbed the dark rings under his eyes, and went over to an ammunition crate. Taking some mags, he turned to the rest of the squad. They were tired, demoralized, and sick of this battle. "It's almost over guys." Shadow intended to make a speech off of that sentence, but he couldn't find any other words to add to it. Even Boomer, who never commented on anything, frowned as he put on a chest plate.

"Medic!" A familiar voice shouted, causing Boomer, Shadow, and Silvers to turn around.

Everyone turned to see Spartan E18 setting another super soldier down on the ground. A marine with a red cross on his shoulder kneeled down next to Dante. "I can't do anything about this. She needs a tissue constructor, and we sure as hell don't have one of those."

"There has to be something, anything."

The medic pulled out gauze, and had Dante help him wrap it around Sarah's torso. "That will keep it clean, but otherwise that's it. Now, I'm needed on the battlefield." The medic got up, and left.

Silvers looked at Dante. "Let's go."

"I can't." Dante whispered, staring at Sarah.

"Listen, this is it, all the chips are on the table. If we lose, the UNSC falls."

"I can't leave her alone."

The Lieutenant thought about leaving him, then got an idea. "Alright, I'll leave my Rangers to guard her. They're more than capable of holding this place if it is attacked." With great reluctance, Dante got up, and armed himself.

The Rangers didn't want to stay, but they understood. A man entered the basement with an agrivated look on his face. "Let's go! We're mounting up!" The squad followed the man out, Silvers' Rangers staying behind. Stepping out into the street, Boomer, Silvers, and Shadow took one of the many warthogs. Shadow took the wheel, Boomer the passenger seat, and the Ranger took the gun. Dante took the gun of another hog, and the wheels started rolling.

As they drove towards their destination, Shadow took a short glance at Boomer. "You ever get scared?"

"Nervous, yes, but not afraid." Boomer replied, checking his BR55.

"I do. At least I do now. I don't want to die out here. I've got a kid coming, and a girl. I can't die, not now."

"Just don't think about it. It makes it easier."

"I don't know." Shadow said as he turned towards their destination.

Boomer was quiet for a moment, listening to the roar of the warthog's engine. "You'll be fine.," He said blandly, "Now, let's win this war."


Master Chief fired the last bullet of his last clip. All of the Spartans were dry. It was up to hand to hand now. The Elites started to charge up the wide stairs, imminent victory in their eyes. Half way up, bullets struck them in the back, cutting them down. The Roar of warthogs became louder as the vehicles drove through the elites, crushing them beneath huge tires, and splattering them against grade-A titanium.

With the Spartans joining in, It was only a short amount of time before the warthogs had taken care of the remaining Elites. The Spartans had wiped up the majority of the two thousand before the arrival of the reinforcements, leaving five hundred behind. The result of the short battle was eight out of fifteen warthogs in a burning wreck. The others were either severely.

Boomer, Shadow, Silvers, and Dante approached the Spartans. "Good to see you again Chief." Shadow said, looking around to make sure there were no more enemies left.

117 was about to answer when Tyler called out. "Got it!" Everyone rushed up the steps to the cut door, and took positions around it.

"Now!" The Chief shouted. Dante kicked in the door, and the Spartans entered the building. The main hall was empty. It was a white marble room with two curved staircases leading up to a balcony overlooking the entrance.


"This is Sierra 117, Sangheili forces, status report."

"We have reached the building, and have taken the stairs. We are under heavy fire from advancing insurrectionist forces, make haste human. We will not be able to hold them off for long." The reality of the Elite's sentence was changed when the air support came out victorious in their day long dogfight, and unloaded their rotating cannons on the insurgent ground forces.

In addition to this good fortune, the battle in space had been won. The insurgents were defeated, the war was over. Now the only thing left to do was to snatch Ackerson. His capture would prove the power of the UNSC, and hopefully cause the surrender of the rest of the insurrectionists.

The soldiers were about to move further into the house when fifteen black armored figures jumped over the balcony and landed in the main hall. They drew out their weapons, and the firefight began. Spartans dodged, ducked, and rolled out of the way of bullets as the air became infested by bullets.
Dante got up behind one of the black armored figures, and severed his spine with a knife. Bringing his boot down on his enemy's head, he finished the Spartan off.

Brian had engaged in hand to hand combat with one of the enemy Spartans, and was being backed up into a wall. His enemy was fast, faster than him. Brian, however, was stronger. He pumped the hydrostatic gel layer in his armor to the max, and stepped into his enemy's attack.

The Spartan's fists dented Brian's armor, but the blunt force barely reached Brian. Brian slammed his fist into the Spartan's gut, causing him to bend over. Bringing an elbow down on his enemy's head, he knocked the man on the ground. Brian knelt down, snapped the Spartan's neck, and rejoined the gunfight.

John pumped his shotgun, and fired a burst into the faceplate of an enemy Spartan. The spray blew the soldier's head to pieces. Through the splash of blood came a fist that slammed into the Chief's helmet, sending him into a twirl that ended with him on the ground. The Spartan was instantly on him, a knife raised in the air. He swung it down, but John grabbed his wrist. The knife started closing in on the Chief's chest. His enemy was strong, but John had something the Spartan didn't. A stray bullet struck his enemy in the side of the head, bouncing off of his shields, but suprising him. John took the window, and removed one hand from the Spartan's wrist to bend the blade. His combatant's weapon was useless.

Tyler tackled John's opponent off of him, and pressed his magnum against the bottom of its jaw, firing three shots point blank into its brain. That was the last of them. The other Spartans had been successful in their individual frays, and eliminated the rest.

Cont...

  • 05.29.2010 3:56 PM PDT
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Cont...


Silence filled the large room. Right before the Spartans moved further into a building, a clapping was heart from the balcony. Eli Ackerson showed his face from above, and slowly strolled towards the left staircase.

With a wide grin, Eli began to talk. "Bravo. Very impressive. I can't say I expected to win this battle, and honestly I didn't want to." A Spartan moved in to take Eli into custody, but John held him back, "I realized that losing would be a victory in a sense. The war dwindled both of our armies, this was the all in. My forces may have lost, but they took the majority of yours with them. How do you think the citizens of the UNSC will feel about that? You lost so many people, and didn't even get your man. The UNSC is no more."

"Didn't even get our man? We have you right here," Dante started walking forward, "What do you think you're going to do, blast your way out?"

"In a sense." The Spartans heard a click from Eli's pocket, and hit the deck. Eli exploded, sending blood, guts, and bits of bone spattered the white marble. The Spartans got to their feet again. This was bad. Eli was right. They had spent more lives than they could afford. The UNSC had lost.

  • 05.29.2010 3:57 PM PDT
Subject: [Story] The Spartan Four Project (Final Part Has Arrived!)
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Epilogue...



Terry got out of the car, and breathed in the warm tropical air around his home. He approached his door, and knocked. In a moment, the door opened. Saline opened the door. Dark rings were under her eyes, and she looked miserable. As soon as she saw it was Terry, she lit up. They both stepped forward, embracing each other in silence.
Saline sniffled as she rested her head on Terry's shoulder. Her partner dragged out an inhale, taking in the smell of her hair. Neither of them could find the words they were looking for. They just stood still in each other's arms. It was over. The two could care less about the UNSC now. It was just him, her, and their son.

Nick walked through the spaceport's terminal. His first flight was to Reach, and three days later would be his flight to Arcadia to see his family. He knew Jane would want to see him, so he had called a taxi to take him to her house. He should have expected that she would come to him.

"Nick." A voice from behind him said.

Nick turned around to see Jane, her face expressing pure relief. It changed to happiness as she wrapped her arms around him. Nick didn't do the same. He just stood still, one hand holding a duffel back, and the other at his side. At first Jane was to happy to notice, but slowly, she released him. Jane looked into Nick's green eyes. They seemed grey now, grey and dead.


"Those are girl pushups candidate!" Boomer howled as he bent over a soldier, "Fifty more! Hutchins you lazy bastard get off your rotten stomach and give me eighty more! Or do you want me to tell the innies to give little Hutchins a break because he's tired?!" Boomer viewed his job as a drill sergeant as being a professional -blam!-, and for no reason either. He took a look at the candidates. They were all kids, as usual. Kids that signed up for adventure, for a romanticized image of war.

Boomer's job was to prepare them for battle, what an idiotic idea. Nothing could prepare you for that moment of fate, when the bullets are flying, men are dropping around you, and blood soaks the ground. There was a war coming their way, and a vicious one. Boomer could only imagine the blood that was going to be spilt by the almost complete disintegration of the UNSC.

Boomer knew it would be at least ten years before the war started up. Every alliance was arming itself to the hilt. When they were done, the war would initiate, and the effects would be devastating. Every man and woman would be called to service. The history books would be stained with blood like never before.


Dante and Sarah stood in the cryo-chamber of an ONI base far below the surface of Reach, staring into each other's eyes. It wouldn't be long before they saw each other again, well, it wouldn't feel long. What pained them was that it wouldn't be in free terms. They would find a way, eventually. "Alright you two," The cryo specialist said, opening the last two pods, "In you go."

The two Spartans laid down in their cryo-tubes, and listened to the hiss as they shut. They turned their heads towards each other with longing looks. Sarah pressed the palm of her hand against the thick glass, and Dante did the same. Fumes sprayed into their pods, obscuring their view of one another. They grew tired, and slowly, they slipped under.


END OF BOOK 1

[Edited on 05.29.2010 5:44 PM PDT]

  • 05.29.2010 4:05 PM PDT

In the Emperor's name, you shall not falter!

I've been reading this for a months. It is sad to see it end.

The Spartan Four Project... 2!!!

[Edited on 06.01.2010 3:48 PM PDT]

  • 05.29.2010 4:45 PM PDT
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Posted by: solahart
I've been reading this for a few months. It is sad to see it end.

The Spartan Four Project... 2!!!




Oh, there will be more.

  • 05.29.2010 5:44 PM PDT

I am a god! I am prescient!
I am religion!
I see the future, I see the past
Follow me, follow the vision.
I have become the ultimate power, I am protection.
I am messiah, I am a tyrant.
i show the path to redemption to man and the universe!

New book?


The Spartan Fours 2: Taking back New York

  • 05.29.2010 6:46 PM PDT
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Posted by: precurser
New book?


The Spartan Fours 2: Taking back New York


Hahaha. It might be about Terry and Saline's child. I have some ideas.

  • 05.29.2010 7:50 PM PDT

Wow, I can't believe you completed this in less than two months! I wish I had the time you have.

:D

Congratulations anyway, I remember when I finished my first fan fiction and the happy feeling I felt. And it's good to see you finally finished a fan fiction after all the abandoned projects of the past! I'll try and read this when I have the time.

  • 05.30.2010 1:00 AM PDT

An assassin will always carry on, even after death.

Brilliant.

Next book NOW

  • 05.30.2010 5:00 AM PDT

And so, Achronos lifted the banhammer high above his head, exclaming "You shall not sully these forums again!" And with one, deft blow, he brought the banhammer down upon the offender, and slew him.

Bah, what's the point? You're only goingt to troll, flame or E-raip me.

Posted by: Skulblaka
Brilliant.

Next book NOW


What he said ^^

  • 05.30.2010 5:10 AM PDT
Subject: [Story] The Spartan Four Project (Part Thirty One Is Ready!)

Plz dun hurt meh, I r teh conduit of info.

Okay, so I read the entirety of this fan fiction. Or rather, I forced myself to. It was incredibly dull, with two dimensional characters, weak description and a boring plot. The whole thing felt very out of key with the Halo universe, and it just wasn't a good read. Perhaps this is due to the fact that you wrote it in less than two months, obviously rushing it in many parts. Fan fiction is supposed to be a labour of love; a story YOU want to tell. It's not something you churn out in an attempt to get readers and a hot topic. I felt nothing for the people in this story when reading it, your sense of what was going on was terrible, and your dialogue was very often cringe worthy. There were no interesting plot revelations, and some of the events that took place -- such as Dante returning home and sitting down for dinner five lines later, or the ludicrous romances -- were laughable.

I'm sure there are many people who will flame me for this scathing review, which is why I'm not posting it on my account. But trust me when I say that I mean every word.

Next time you write, put some effort into it. Don't just post shoddy and rushed chapters without even proofreading them.

  • 05.30.2010 7:26 AM PDT
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Posted by: Gunner Rya
Plz dun hurt meh, I r teh conduit of info.

Okay, so I read the entirety of this fan fiction. Or rather, I forced myself to. It was incredibly dull, with two dimensional characters, weak description and a boring plot. The whole thing felt very out of key with the Halo universe, and it just wasn't a good read. Perhaps this is due to the fact that you wrote it in less than two months, obviously rushing it in many parts. Fan fiction is supposed to be a labour of love; a story YOU want to tell. It's not something you churn out in an attempt to get readers and a hot topic. I felt nothing for the people in this story when reading it, your sense of what was going on was terrible, and your dialogue was very often cringe worthy. There were no interesting plot revelations, and some of the events that took place -- such as Dante returning home and sitting down for dinner five lines later, or the ludicrous romances -- were laughable.

I'm sure there are many people who will flame me for this scathing review, which is why I'm not posting it on my account. But trust me when I say that I mean every word.

Next time you write, put some effort into it. Don't just post shoddy and rushed chapters without even proofreading them.




Ouchhhhhhhhhhh. I'll tell you I didn't like the familly dinner table thing iether. Sure, some parts were rushed, but I don't think it deserved such a brutal review. I thank you for your honesty though.

Just wait though bro, the next one will be better. Wait...did you make a seperate account just to give this thing a -blam!- review?

  • 05.30.2010 8:20 AM PDT

An assassin will always carry on, even after death.

Don't listen to him. Your story is one of the best here.

  • 05.30.2010 9:57 AM PDT

Posted by: Gunner Rya
Plz dun hurt meh, I r teh conduit of info.

Okay, so I read the entirety of this fan fiction. Or rather, I forced myself to. It was incredibly dull, with two dimensional characters, weak description and a boring plot. The whole thing felt very out of key with the Halo universe, and it just wasn't a good read. Perhaps this is due to the fact that you wrote it in less than two months, obviously rushing it in many parts. Fan fiction is supposed to be a labour of love; a story YOU want to tell. It's not something you churn out in an attempt to get readers and a hot topic. I felt nothing for the people in this story when reading it, your sense of what was going on was terrible, and your dialogue was very often cringe worthy. There were no interesting plot revelations, and some of the events that took place -- such as Dante returning home and sitting down for dinner five lines later, or the ludicrous romances -- were laughable.

I'm sure there are many people who will flame me for this scathing review, which is why I'm not posting it on my account. But trust me when I say that I mean every word.

Next time you write, put some effort into it. Don't just post shoddy and rushed chapters without even proofreading them.


What a charming individual.

  • 05.30.2010 11:15 AM PDT