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Subject: Halo: Unggoy Evolved (Fan-Fic)
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Whenever he feels like it!

Oh noes, teh Grapevine . . . I mean Gravemind . . . Gravy.

  • 09.02.2007 12:58 AM PDT
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Posted by: Sludgee
Whenever he feels like it!

Oh noes, teh Grapevine . . . I mean Gravemind . . . Gravy.
lol

  • 09.02.2007 6:28 AM PDT

"Men cry not for themselves, but their comrades."

"A hero need not speak. When he is gone, the world will speak for him."

I really like how this story is unfolding. Keep it up!

  • 09.02.2007 2:24 PM PDT

Thanks, fellas! Hopefully, this "Two Chapters a Week" plan will stick. I'm going to try to get Chapter 11 out, this Wednesday.

-Rarez

[Edited on 09.03.2007 11:07 AM PDT]

  • 09.03.2007 11:07 AM PDT

Posted by: DeeJ
Why don't you just give me ONE SECOND!

Hahahahahha Lol @ grunt

  • 09.04.2007 11:31 AM PDT

Chapter 11: Law Without Much Order

The trio of Unggoy waited patiently for Hackle, who was currently being trialed by the Council. How could this Grunt perform such acts of heresy, then suddenly forget all of it? Perhaps that knock on the head caused some form of amnesia. Maybe Hackle's encounter with the parasites tampered with his perception or memory. But even that was worth exploring. How in the world did Hackle survive that onslaught in the first place? The Grunts had many questions, but did not receive any answers for some time.
After what seemed like an eternity, Hackle rushed through the chamber doors, only to find his comrades sleeping against the cold, silver coated walls of the outer corridors. The Grunt nudged the three of them, causing them to spring back to life.
"Asleep already?" barked Hackle "I was only gone for ten minutes!"
"Hello, brother!" said Pillow excitedly "So, how did it go?"
"Well, it was pretty simple." replied the Unggoy "Just told 'em about the last thing I remembered- I was on the Infinite Succor, with you guys! Next thing I know, Fisca's calling me 'Heretic'."
"And they let you go- just like that?", asked Silco.
"Suprisingly, yes." replied Hackle.
"Oh, we've gotta run, fellas!" said Fisca "Those Phantoms are going to take off in just a few minutes. Being part of the Special Operations division, I suggest we get our butts down there before it's too late!"
"Huh, what for?" barked Silco.
"Oh, c'mon! Didn't you get the memo? There's this Sacred Icon that the Prophets won't stop blabbing on about. Not suprised that you never heard of it, though. I mean, it's only the key to our salvation! Regardless, the Special Operations forces have been sent to retrieve it. And in case you didn't hear me the first time, Silco, that includes us."
"Smartass." Silco muttered under his breath.
"Oh, I forgot to mention," Hackle exclaimed "as part of my 'punishment', I'm supposed to remain in the company of the Tartarus, and his bosoes. A familiar looking character, that Jiralhanae. Therefore, I won't be able to join you guys until after the Icon is retrieved."
With not a whole lot of time on their hands, the three Unggoy simply nodded to Hackle, as they hurried toward the main landing pads. Luckily, they arrived just one moment before the aircrafts took flight.

"Once the shield is down, head straight to the Library. I do not wish to keep the Hierarchs waiting.", said Tartarus.
"The human who killed the Prophet of Regret..." said the Arbiter, standing in the Phantom's troop bay "Who was it?"
"Who do you think?", barked the mohawked behemoth.
"The Demon is here?"
The Brute snorted, then said "Why? Looking for a little payback?"
"Retrieving the Icon is my only concern.", replied the Sangheili, clenching a Carbine tightly in his hands.
"Of course." Tartarus chuckled.
The Phantom swooped toward the enormous, Forerunner wall, with a fairly visible image of the Library (which, from the current view, looked similar to a volcano). The Arbiter dropped out of the gravlift, fully ready to kick some ass.

  • 09.05.2007 6:49 PM PDT

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"Asleep already?" barked Hackle "I was only gone for ten minutes!"

lol, nice chapter and man you have to be writting like crazy to get another one done so fast


P.S do you mind if I put all of your fan-fics up on a Freewebs page?


[Edited on 09.05.2007 7:44 PM PDT]

  • 09.05.2007 7:10 PM PDT
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Spending quality time with Tartarus qualifies as punishment . . . I knew it!

  • 09.05.2007 10:13 PM PDT

Posted by: DeeJ
Why don't you just give me ONE SECOND!

*ninja vanish*

  • 09.06.2007 9:48 AM PDT

Posted by: HaIoChick4Ever
*ninja vanish*
Should I even take that as a compliment? 'cause, I mean, the pirate's life is the life for me. ;)

Regardless, thanks, peepz. I should get Chapter 12 out, tomorrow.

-Rarez

  • 09.07.2007 5:39 AM PDT
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OMG YAY

  • 09.08.2007 6:18 AM PDT
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Posted by: PC MAJOR
OMG YAY


Hi, you're PC MAJOR.

More chapters = Goodness, like, chocolatey goodness.

  • 09.08.2007 7:34 PM PDT

Chapter 12: A Time for an MP Voice-Over

The three Unggoy, unaccompanied by their long-time companion, Hackle, steadily poured out of the Phantom, and onto a soft patch of white fluff snow. Immediatly after their descent, Rtas 'Vadumee-the half-jawed commander-and his squadron of Sangheili followed. Night had fallen, with murky clouds looming over the mountainous library.
"What the heck is this stuff?" Pillow asked, examining the blanket of snow below their feet. However, being the curious Grunt that he was, Pillow stuffed the icey crystals through his methane breather, as if it were a funnel.
"Pillow, what's the matter with you?" barked Fisca, "For all we know, that stuff could be poisonous!"
"Ah, get off my back!" Pillow spat.
Standing fairly close to the scene, Silco was pulled behind a large boulder by what looked like a rotten, dead hand. However, his squad mates were too busy arguing to even notice.
Silco stood face-to-face with an Elite, whose snout was bent backwards, and a green-yellow mix in skin tone.
"Suprise, suprise!", the Sangheili cheered sarcastically. Silco immediatly recognized this character's-what could best be described as-Scottish accent, as it was that of Little Sparky.
"Ah, what the hell!? Did you follow me here?" exclaimed Silco.
"A friend dropped me off." answered Sparky, "However, this blighter is starting to get a wee bit stale. I think it's time I moved onto something a little more....fresh."
"Oh, well- wait! You're not talking about me, are ya? Please, don't!"
"Oh, foolish Silco. I don't intend to kill you- not yet, anyway. But mark my words, within this very night, you will have met a very sticky end!"
"So, let me get this straight." said Silco, "You've got me pushed up against a rock, with the perfect opportunity to take me down, and you're choosing to save me for later?"
"Dramatic license, lad. Get with the program."
"Also, don't you think these cameos are getting a bit stale?" Silco asked rhetorically.
"Cameos? You're really not gettin' it! Ever since you gave me this voice, I've been a full-fledged villain, baby! Now, enough chit-chat. I only came here to warn you, is all. Watch your back."
Just then, a stream of yellow light began circling over the Unggoy. Within seconds, he, as well as his squad mates, were standing on what appeared to be a slow moving gondola, breezing through the wind.
"Fisca, Silco, Pillow, anybody? Do you read me!?", Hackle shouted through the radio.
"Yeah, what's up, Hackle?" Silco asked puzzlingly.
"I've been trying to reach you guys for over an hour, and I think- Nevermind." said the Unggoy, "You've reached the Library. Now, follow the Arbiter, and grab the Icon!"
Silco was pleasantly confused. How did he get here so quickly? There was no time for questions, though, as there was an Icon that needed retrieving. The Grunt followed behind his three companions, including the Arbiter, as they entered the quiet halls of the Library. The first thing he noticed were the half a dozen infection forms crawling about the facility. For some reason, however, they did not attack them. Instead, the parasites simply waltzed through a nearby entryway. Being the only visible one, so far, the crew followed behind them.
This chamber was a complete and utter mess. The extremely high ceiling was dripping with a strange, green-yellow liquid, and the ground was scattered with dry heaps of metal. In the center of the enormous room was an almost equally large hole, leading who knows where.
"Engage active camouflage." whispered the Arbiter from ahead. Standing near the center hole was a female human, who was holding a small, T-shaped object- the Icon. Beside the female stood Avery Johnson, the man who had previously tried to kill their sargeant.
"McKenzie! Perez! How's our exit?" barked Johnson, "You hear me Marines?
"We've got trouble."
The sargeant readied his Battle Rifle, as the female-Miranda Keyes-took out her two SMGs. Avery scanned the chamber; as the Arbiter's camouflage faded, Johnson fired several shots from his rifle. The Sangheili leaped over a heap of wreckage, and stood face-to-face with the sargeant.
"How ya doin'?" Avery smirked. Not more than a second later, the Arbiter knocked his helmet apon Johnson's head, incapacitating the human. Just then, Miranda unleashed the ammo from her SMGs. The Sangheili rushed forward, and with his shields depleted, he slapped the guns from the commander's hands. Then suddenly, a wave of electricity engulfed her, sending her into the arms of Tartarus, who was accompanied by three of his fellow Brutes, along with Hackle. The Chieftain removed the Icon from the human's belt, as one of the three Jiralhanae dragged Johnson across the floor.
"Excellent work, Arbiter. The Hierarchs will be pleased." said Tartarus.
"The Icon..." replied the Arbiter, "is my responsibility."
"Was your responsibility.
"Now it is mine."
The other two behemoths centered their Brute Shots at the Arbiter, as Tartarus placed Miranda on the shoulder of the one who had retrieved Avery.
"A bloody fate awaits you and the rest of your incompetent race," Tartarus said menacingly, "And I, Tartarus, Chieftain of the Brutes will send you to it."
The Brute leveled his Gravity Hammer at the Sangheili, ready to send the Arbiter to his doom.
"When the Prophets learn of this, they will take your head!"
"Learn of it?" the Chieftain chuckled, "Fool...they ordered me to do it."
With that, the Arbiter, too, was engulfed in a wave of electricity. But instead of doing the obvious motion of sending him into the center hole, the Arbiter flew into the far wall, at which point he was smushed like a cricket. The Grunts could not believe themselves. The Arbiter....dead? It couldn't be.
"Now, Unggoy," said Tartarus, "You may either join us, or die."
"Hackle?" Fisca asked.
"Sorry, fellas." replied the Unggoy, "A Grunt's gotta do what a Grunt's gotta do."
"Sleep, sleep, and sleep some more?" asked Pillow, as his companions looked straight at him, then steadily turned their attention back to Hackle and Tartarus.
"I've got a better idea." Silco charged toward the Brute, with the blade on his left arm pointed forward.
"Don't, Silco!" shouted Fisca, "It ain't gonna work on him!"
As Silco approached him, Tartarus swung his hammer forward, sending the lifeless Grunt into the abyss.
"Silco!!" Pillow shouted, looking back at the enormous opening in the center of the chamber.
"Use your reason!" Hackle told his brothers. The two of them absolutely refused to join Hackle- the traitor!
"Sorry to jet, but we're in a hurry!" exclaimed Fisca, as he thumped backward, and through the center opening. Pillow was shocked by Fisca's actions, but without saying anything, he too leaped into the abyss.
Hackle nodded his head, saying, "Stubborn bastards...."

  • 09.08.2007 8:50 PM PDT
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nooooooooo, Silco, i wonder where sarge ended up...........

  • 09.09.2007 5:47 AM PDT
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Latume'?

  • 09.09.2007 4:15 PM PDT

Posted by: Sludgee
Latume'?
Correct, sir, you are!

  • 09.09.2007 4:25 PM PDT
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Great job as usual. If i have one wish it is to be a good writer like you i've been slacking on my stories because i've been sleep deprived cause i gotta wake up 6 in the morning for high school. Ugh its killer

  • 09.09.2007 5:53 PM PDT

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lol, the Arbiter ht a check point.

  • 09.09.2007 6:24 PM PDT

Thanks, fellas! For Part 2, there's about four chapters left, one which should be out, tomorrow.

-Rarez

  • 09.11.2007 5:25 AM PDT

Chapter 13: Family Reunion II

The Grunt Sargeant steadily opened his eyes, dazed and confused. His torso was wrapped within a tight, yet strangely comfortable bind. The Unggoy was carried upward, where his monstrous holder breathed heavily on his skin. This beast had to be at least 43" tall- possibly more, as the only visible portion of the behemoth was the long, snake like head.
"What the hell am I lookin' at?" the crimson-armored Unggoy said rhetorically.
"I?" asked the creature, "I am a monument to all your sins."
The sargeant looked towards his left, where the Demon, too, was wrapped in a similar grip. Suddenly, however, another set of voices came from above, though quickly began to grow as they neared ever closer.
"Fisca, you idiot!" barked what sounded like Pillow, "You didn't say anything about gettin' captured!"
"Well, it seemed like the only option at the time!" exclaimed his comrade.
"Whadd'ya talkin' about? We could've let the folks upstairs kill us!"
"You must've not seen what happened to the Arbiter, then. I'll explain, later." said Fisca.
"Pillow, Fisca!" the Grunt Sargeant yelped, "What are y'all doin' here, and where's Silco?"
"Sarge?" asked Pillow, who recognized his leader simply from his voice.
"I'll explain the rest later, sir, but Silco....He's....er...."
Just then, another tentacle-somewhat larger than those binding the four of them-appeared, with what appeared to be the figure of an Unggoy impaled within.
"Hey fellas." greeted a reanimated Silco. The others nearly gasped; however, he turned back toward the other end of the room, once the creature continued speaking.
"I shall talk, and you shall listen.", interupted the monstrous behemoth. With that, two more tentacles appeared, one holding a construct similar to the Oracle, the other revealing a dead-skinned Regret.
"Greetings!" the construct spoke cheerfully, "I am Penitent Tangent. I am the monitor of installation 05."
"And, I am the Prophet of Regret, Councillor most high, Hierarch of the Covenant!"
"A Reclaimer? Here?" asked Tangent, "At last. We have much to do. This facility must be activated if we are to control this outbreak."
"Stay where you are! Nothing can be done until my sermon is complete!", exclaimed the infected Prophet.
"Not true." replied the monitor, "This installation has a successful utilization record of 1.2 trillion simulated and one actual. It is ready to fire on demand."
"Of all the objects our lords left behind, there are none so worthless as these oracles! They know nothing of the Great Journey!" shouted Regret.
"And you know nothing about containment. You have demonstrated complete disregard for even the most basic protocols." barked the red-bulbed monitor.
"This one's containment...." said the snake like creature, gesturing from Tangent to Regret, "....and this one's Great Journey....are the same." The beast removed the two tentacles from the scene, sending Regret into a mild whine.
"Your Prophets have promised you freedom from a doomed existence, but you will find no salvation on this ring." it said, facing the Grunt Sargeant and his men, "Those who built this place knew what they wrought; do not mistake their intent or all will perish as they did before."
"This thing is right." the Demon spoke, "Halo is a weapon. Your Prophets are making a big mistake."
"Man, if only the Arbiter was here. He'd have something to back that one up." Pillow sighed.
"There is still time to stop the key from turning, but first it must be found.
"You will search one likely spot...." said it, facing the Spartan, followed by the three Unggoy, "....and you three will search another. Fate had us meet as foes, but this ring will make us brothers."
Suddenly, a ring of bright yellow encircled each of them, removing them from the crypt.
The tentacle holding Silco turned backward, and the Unggoy asked, "So, you like I Spy?"

  • 09.12.2007 6:50 PM PDT

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Posted by: Rare_Spartan
The tentacle holding Silco turned backward, and the Unggoy asked, "So, you like I Spy?"

LMAO I almost lost it on that one.

  • 09.12.2007 7:19 PM PDT
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Yes, I just remembered . . .

You smushed the Arbiter, like a cricket!
WHYYYYYYYYY???!!

  • 09.12.2007 8:23 PM PDT

Posted by: DeeJ
Why don't you just give me ONE SECOND!

Posted by: sparten110
Posted by: Rare_Spartan
The tentacle holding Silco turned backward, and the Unggoy asked, "So, you like I Spy?"

LMAO I almost lost it on that one.

lolwtf

  • 09.13.2007 9:37 AM PDT
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Posted by: sparten110
Posted by: Rare_Spartan
The tentacle holding Silco turned backward, and the Unggoy asked, "So, you like I Spy?"

LMAO I almost lost it on that one.

lolwtf

lolcakes

  • 09.13.2007 12:42 PM PDT