- Mr Evil 37
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"Prophets be damned! Humans have earned their place in the Covenant. This war should end. Now."
It is said that imitation is the finest form of flattery. And that is certainly true. But with Halo things are different. No one else has ever managed to reproduce the unique success of the FPS that changed it all. So if the gods allow, a few loyal fans have come together to emulate, in their own way, the wonder that is Halo.
We are The Secrets Within, and this is Halo: Revolutions - a document containing original pieces of fan fiction and art from some of the most creative minds on Bungie.net. Created in collaboration between three of the most prominent writing groups on this site (The Mirratord, FanFicFactor and The Writing Guild), each story and piece of artwork in this book has been meticulously crafted to fit in with established Halo canon, but also to allow our authors and artists to explore what the Halo universe means to them.
What you are about to see is a preview of what you will be seeing later in the year when Revolutions is released. We have put a lot of hard work into this project over the last six months, we hope that you enjoy what you see and read. We are confident that the final product will be something truly special.
We would really appreciate it if you would spread awareness to all of your Halo-buddies. Thanks.
Art
Planet Reach - Skulblaka
Lone Wolf - EspenGenin
Stories
Three Betrayals - Written by Mr Evil 37
"343?" the voice said. It sounded similar to Guilty Sparks, but deeper and more electronic. "Is that you?"
Spark was speechless for a moment. He recognised the voice, but he had not heard it in over a hundred thousand years. How can he be contacting me?
"Come on, Spark," the voice said again, worry creeping into its electronic tones. "T-Tell me the parasite has not broken quarantine there too."
It is him, Spark realised with shock. It's 2401.
2401 Penitent Tangent was the Monitor of Installation 05. His function was exactly the same as Sparks; to keep all systems, primary and secondary, in perfect working order so that the Installation would be ready to fire at any time with one hundred percent efficiency.
But the Monitors also had another purpose. Each construct was responsible for the containment of the Flood specimens that each ring held locked away. If even one spore broke quarantine, the entire galaxy would be once again in danger. This was the most imperative of a Monitor's functions.
A duty which, Spark knew, Penitent Tangent had somewhat disregarded.
"Tangent," Spark said, transmitting his voice across light-years to Installation 05. "You cannot be contacting me. This is a severe disregard for the most basic Installation protocol: Monitors can never contact each other."
"I... I know," Tangent stuttered; constructs don't stutter. "But containment protocol instructs me to inform you that the parasite has broken quarantine on my Installation."
Worry crept into Sparks thought processes. That is not part of containment protocol, Spark thought. But he is a Monitor; he knows that.
He must know that.
Miss Isabella - Written by Go Vader.
Sophia, can you describe to me what happened to you back on Adamo?
Me and my mommy and daddy lived in a town called Deco[1]. I woke up and got out of bed. It was Monday and it was a holiday with no school and my parent's didn't have to work. That made me happy. Mommy brushed my hair in the living room and daddy made breakfast for us. After breakfast, mommy told me she would take me shopping and the park. Daddy said he would have to go to work really quickly to get something important, but would join us at the park near the big garden[2].
Then everything went bad. Me and mommy were walking to the place where the stores were, but I heard people screaming. Everyone was looking into the sky, so I did too. I saw things that looked like a big silver fish[3] hovering everywhere. Mommy picked me up and she started to run, I asked her what was happening, but she didn't say anything. Something dropped from one of those fishy ships and it made a sound like
[Sophia imitates the descending WHOOSHING sound of a Covenant Orbital Insertion Pod, the Covenant's answer to UNSC HEV Pods.]
It landed in front of my mom and we stared at it. It opened up and out came this monster that had a big mouth that opened into four parts[4]. It was colored red and was bigger than my mommy. The monster roared and grabbed something metal on its leg. When it shook it's hand down a white, glowing sword[5] came out of the thing. My mommy screamed and tried to run away, but the monster got her. She dropped me and told me to run away as fast as I could...
[Sophia begins to cry]
Sophia, I think that is enough for today, we can talk again tomorrow if that's okay.
No, I'm okay *sniffles* I just don't like to remember mommy...
[struggles to say the word]
...die. When I was running away, I could hear many more people screaming and crying and more monsters roar. I wanted to go home, but I was lost. In the sky I could see the spaceships shoot purple light at the buildings. Everything started to blow up around me. I was so scared and didn't know what to do, so I hid in a trash can and closed my eyes.
Absconditus - Written by ajw34307
She looked out at the vast, beautiful landscape that faced her. The sun was high in the sky, shining down on the dewy green grass; its beauty reflected in the lakes - everywhere was vibrant and full of life. She lay down on her back, looking up at the clear blue sky. There were distinct swirling patterns getting larger and larger, and then shrinking; colours shifting and morphing into different shapes... It was that moment that the gritty reality of this beautiful world hit the Librarian like a concrete wall.
The swirling patterns were not a thing of wonder; they were the sign of a war raging through the cosmos... Billions of the Forerunners had died; they had been on the receiving end of a fate worse than death. Perhaps worst of all - their struggle was solitary.
The Librarian pulled out a small device and opened it; she tapped a few buttons and came to send her final message:
My work is done. The portal is inactive, and I've begun the burial measures. Soon there'll be nothing but sand and rock and normal ferrite signatures.
You should see the mountain that watches over it. A beautiful thing - a snow-capped sentinel. That's where I will spend what time is left to me.
Did I tell you? I built a garden. The earth is so rich. A seed falls and a tree sprouts, or a flower blooms. There's so much... potential. We knew this was a special place because of them, but unless you've been here, you can't know.
It's Eden.
I have to stop transmitting. The thing is listening. Its thinking dead are babbling - laughing through every channel they can find.
Be proud. The Mind claims victory, yet it still doesn't suspect. You've outwitted it, my love. And now you can destroy it.
But you cannot save me.
// FRAGMENT ENDS
A solitary tear ran down the face of the Forerunner, in full knowledge of what was about to happen. This was the end of their empire; the end of the Forerunner; the end for all life in the galaxy... But even as she wept for the fate that had engulfed her species, a single thought entered her mind.
This was far from the end for her.
[Edited on 10.14.2010 12:44 PM PDT]