Warhammer40k: Halo's Dawn
The year is 2525 the beginning of the end, mankind now steps into the bowls of hell as it challenges an enemy greater than itself, malevolent and destructive, zealous and homicidal, it was the covenant, the race bent of following a lie, and one that it would later discover…
Man engages in an endless war, not for the glory or for god, but for mere survival, as the darkest days approach from the waning light, but as darkness approaches, there is still hope.
On the reaches of the Nova Stratus region, far in the west of the known space of the UNSC, the UCA, the United Colonial Alliance holds strong. Their race came to be there since the 23rd century during the great colonisation effort, and by a slip-space accident they ended in the furthest reaches of space. In the years that followed the people have changed since.
The years of civil colony wars, and then to the unification wars, and finally there was peace, the UCA was formed and the region pacified. And in time great innovation followed, and prosperity, the Acer foundation set the creation of advanced slip-space technologies. The Nova foundation began genetic augmentation and adaptations, for worlds harsher for humans to survive upon.
There were the Arcturus shipyards which produced some of the best quality vessels using a unique construction complex on Anomia's only moon, Yuna, where the fleet produces most of its advanced technologies and vessels.
The Valence order of Souls, the Fenris religion, the clans of the race of humans who became changed and gained unique animalistic qualities, they roam as planet watchers and healers, and those in need of guidance in spirituality.
There were many changes and advances that the UCA had long since surpassed the UNSC, but only to that extent, in secret, there was more to the tale of the UCA.
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The UCAF had come into contact, only the following years of the Unification War, with the UNSC, or more definite answer would be the ONI, Office of Naval Intelligence, the UCAF was willing to cut a treaty, however the ONI was on other terms.
Agreeing to begin a specialist organisation in Nova Stratus, far from the reaches of those who might try and find out what, the UCA agreed to aiding them create a special force. Project Alpha came into existence, the UCAF willing to aid in creating a special force of troops to aid in controlling the more eccentric colonies on the verge of rebellion.
ONI left a special task group to aid the UCAF scientists and begin with one stage, the creation of their most needed element, a person named Halsey. Using a special cloning procedure developed by the UCAF, the ONI operatives created a sentient clone with all memories and no chance of degradation.
The Clone was known as Valerie Haley…
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It was not until another 10 years later that Valerie, being raised by a volunteer father, became old enough to know the truth of her birth as her father died. She was given a choice by the UCAF and ONI, if she wanted to continue her father's work, she agreed.
Another few years passed and Valerie located her special candidates, 700 known Spartan Alpha Units were checked and she was ready to begin the first stage. She waited until the UCAF had brought all the known children into custody and began the first program.
Over the month the Spartan Alpha was joined by the others, the Test program units: Rey. The unit was specially cloned from one Spartan unit that was later added into the list of known Spartans, Rey was cloned over 100 times, the first batch of 50 being needed for testing.
After the initial tests and first order of gene augmentations were completed, there were over 675 that remained; it would be another 9 months until the next augmentation, and it would be another 6 years until all the augmentations were completed.
The most prominent units of the Alpha Spartans were:
Himitsuki-0118: a born leader, brave, courageous, and calm, he was a figure of authority amongst his brethren and knew exactly what to say, he was also a caring soldier, and only remained cold to be more direct to his command.
Ikage-0119: the second in command of the Vindicators, and the biological brother to Himitsuki. Ikage was trained alongside Himitsuki, almost identical in many ways, however, Ikage was younger and far more brash to taking action, but still had an aura of calm in his time of need.
Karl-0220: the leader of the first spearhead, he was the utmost high wired soldier that the Spartans had ever seen, but only to the extent that he was only joking. Karl is the most lax of all Spartans, and has been seen to be the most social and humorous, exception of Jordan and Michal.
Michelle-0349: Michelle was a hard trained girl and she always sought to improve her skills in the field, knowledge was a natural gift, however, being young as she was, she had a brilliant air of thought, a tactician. She began to perfect these tactics and employ them in all given CTF games.
Tobias-0343: Tobias was by far the most interesting of all Spartans; he was declared the smartest, or by far the luckiest Spartan to have ever been scouted. He had flair of intelligence and it was mostly within tactics, he managed to defeat all of his opponents, by himself in a forest, using most of the natural terrain and timid planning.
Haley herself wondered how the boy manages to pull off such things, but decided to simply admire the boy's work.
Katrina-0990: Katrina was one of the best snipers in the program, she had been selected because of this and, 'I cannot see how she did it, but she managed to pick out a stone at an angle, then time the shot, to which only struck one bird in the eye, but on later examination, she had struck another on a rebound near the ridge…', Katrina was by far the sharpest shooter.
Each Spartan present will be just the focus for now; there are plenty of others, though they will make their presence known.
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It was not until the first mission; the final test began that the UCAF would be in the greatest need of the Spartan Alpha, as it was only 7 days before the ONI began the Spartan II program that would begin the end.
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The process ended only 1 day after the Spartan II program began their tests, the Spartan Alpha were aware of the effects of their final treatment and it was a pain to remember, for a very long time. The 450 Spartan Alphas were regrouped and treated, but there were over 75 others still in recovery since the final test.
It was this day, this very day, the colonies of Harvest and Prodigal went silent.
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2529
On the third planet of the now dead system of Krugis there was heavy fighting, on the vaguely green world, which was now pockmarked, the fleets of the UCAF 9th and the Covenant search fleet of Trepidation. The fleets were currently engaged in heavy exchanges as the 9th unloaded their MACs into the opposing fleet.
The bulbous and almost organic like vessels, opaque in colour yet almost living, the ships charged their plasma torpedoes and pulse lasers. The bright red beams searing the energised plating of a Haldane class destroyer, the vessel responded with ASMs and HEATs, the sheer scale of missiles shattering the shields and buckling sections of armour.
But it wasn't enough as the 2.4 kilometre covenant destroyer responded, the plasma torpedoes making contact with the mid-level bow, the entire section was vaporised by the combined effects, but the UCAF ship still refused to die.
As it went in for a killing blow, the covenant vessel was suddenly struck, the ship's crew scanned for the other attacker. On the starboard side of the vessel, the large figure of a Mythic class super assault cruiser, the 7.5 kilometre super ship was made by the Arcturus shipyards as the war started, the new Mythic pounded the destroyer with its quad MACs.
The covenant ship barely managed to charge its weapons before the shots tore the entire vessel into oblivion; the crew of the Haldane cheered and watched as their saviours came to rescue them. The 9th fleet had been stretched across the system in an unceremonious pattern; many troops were still planet side, fighting hard.
On board the large super cruiser named 'Dawn of Days', the crew relaxed for a moment, they began a quick review of all systems and statuses for the captain. And the captain of the crew and vessel simply looked out, he was entranced, even in battle, he managed to command while being overwhelmed by the sights.
He knew what to do next, thinking about the remaining poor Marauders on Krugis, the child soldiers of the slaughtered populace, and the remaining trained ODST and ADST and marines. There was too much blood spilled on that world as it was, even if they saved the millions on that world, still millions had died.
He shoved the thought out of his head and concentrated on his next task, he looked about, his amber eyes sweeping to the command console, his black hair staying as still as ever, and his figure as young.
Captain James Vance called to the console.
"Melissa, how are the troops doing?" He asked.
A young Pilipino woman, with long hair and long jumper materialised, her figure attractive, yet serious.
"Reports are not good, the remainder of the covenant in sectors 12-56 have been routed, but there were over twice the casualties on our side, many wounded, but the objective has been completed. I have received orders from command, and…"
I already knew what she was going to say. "…and command has issued a hold the line stance, the covenant are still nearby, we have to keep protecting the remainder of the planet until sufficient forces can retake the system. But they assume that if worse comes to worse, use the N1." She expressed sombrely.
"So, it's come to that, I damn knew it would, call the marauders, tell them to hold in all heavily covered regions and hold, the remnants of the covenant aren't going to attack, they're waiting for their own reinforcements. All troops are to group at defensive formations in the remains of capitals."
James ordered.
"Sir yes sir, contacting the Major."
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On Krugis itself the remains of a handful of companies of the 11th and the 12th colonial defenders regiment, they gathered there to bury the dead and tend the wounded. In and amongst them, the colours of their commander Major Jackson Kyle, saluted the dead soldiers, and watched as they were cremated.
"Major Kyle, do you receive?" A familiar voice asked.
"Yes, I receive you Melissa, what is it?" He replied patiently.
"We have received orders from command, the Dawn is to remain in orbit, and wait for support, and you and the 9th have been assigned to holding what remains, it's estimated…"
"How about the fact that it's estimated that the rest of my men will be dead before there's any support?" He yelled in a grim tone.
She paused at the Major's grief, the fighting men of the 12th were barely 12 months into the war, and more than half had been killed, the rest scattered into the 9th, 11th, and 6th, he was commanding a dead regiment.
He calmed only to ask.
"When will relief be sent?"
"Another 48 hours, give or take a few minutes." She replied.
"Fine, but if I'm taking the ground in this hell hole, get me a tank company, or someone crazy enough to lead one, because I'm holding out on what's left."
"Fair enough, I'll see if there's any team willing to lend a hand."
"Thank you Melissa."
The com went off. He looked to the skies, the beautiful skies, all away from the smoke and ash, the blood and copper, he could see the heavens, there a small ripple, one that seemed almost so insignificant…
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Kronus
The Eldar Void Stalker peeled as fast as it could from the surface, it hurried as the planet began to ripple. From the smooth interior of the CIC of the ship, an elegant figure held her head high; Eldar Farseer Taldeer looked on, her mind still grasping the sudden change of events.
The campaign on Kronus was supposed to be a straight forward attack upon the slumbering armies of the damned shadow armies of the Necrons; however the space marines, the foolish and zealous force of Mon'keigh had engaged in battle and miraculously defeated the Necrons.
But that wasn't just it, there was far more, the space marines then swatted the orks and then were repulsed by chaos, it was then that a large inquisition force arrived to deal with them. Once eliminated, the space marines and their crusade, charged into the tau, but were held at bay, they then attempted to utilise their force by striking at her kin.
The Eldar aspect warriors held them at bay for weeks, but soon the worst came, the dark kin arrived from the depths of space, they engaged the wary troops and began to dig in. But this resulted in a temporary truce, up until the large and strange cataclysmic event took place.
A black hole, one caused by the powers of the necrons, it seemed as though they weren't completely crushed, their space forces remained functional and began to strike in from the skies. But that was interrupted as when a psyker of the mon'keigh used his powers and then ended overloading the necron vessel's capability of space.
Now time was running out, very quickly, the troop transports of the wave serpents and the falcon anti-gravity tanks picked as many troops and delivered them back to safety. Taldeer watched with concern as the final transport returned.
But it still seemed as though hope was to be lost, she couldn't feel anything, the waves, the tides of fate, all things were suddenly weakened, she could only assume that it had been the result of the events in play, but something was wrong.
The black hole that was now ever inching closer seemed to pull all light and darkness within, and within it, the essence of the warp died, like a candle flickering in the night. And that was when she knew that something was more than just wrong.
"Farseer, the warp engines have failed, the transition cannot be completed, the warp is weakening, and it cannot pull us through." A bonesigner called.
Taldeer looked at the ever growing black hole, the warp wasn't just failing it was being absolved, all of light and darkness and matter no longer capable of functioning, she didn't understand it, what was happening?
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Gabriel Angelos had adhered to a warning from Captain Thule of the blood ravens, the recent incursions into the Kronus crusade had led to a near victory. However there was a consequence to an untimed disaster, an energy cascade from a battle unmistakably caused a black hole to form.
Now with all the forces attempting to vacate before the entire system is swallowed whole, there was a problem that they tried to avert. Being so close to a black hole that seemed to obliterate all known matter had caused severe interference to their warp drives.
Gabriel thought it had been simply just the effects of the hole disrupting all forms of navigation and entered the system, but he soon found that at fault. The astropaths died as soon as they reached their target destination and the navigator couldn't even locate which way to exit.
The damnable hole had left the fleet of ships dead in the water…
"Can anyone get a positive reading on those reactors?" One ensign yelled.
"None sir, they're dead, the same with the warp drive, the magos doesn't know what's wrong, the machine spirit had just stalled and that was all he could get."
Gabriel roared over the whole mess.
"Then get down there and help, and somebody please get a cleaner in here to remove the cadavers."
The ships were in a panic, they were alongside their brothers, but that didn't comfort them from the fact that the black hole was less than 200,000km from their port bow. The Litany of Fury and the rest of the imperial navy, Lukas Alexander and his Kronus regiments along with some Cadian support were on full tilt, but the issue for them was being too close.
The naval vessels were less than 100,000km and were not able to break free, the sheer pull was staggeringly slow, and as the engines of the fleet began to burn out, they Governor Militant defied the damnable luck that was still there.
The mixed fleet of the other factions that had arrived from the inquisition and the adeptus machinus, he still couldn't believe that after all these months that it took one mistake to send the entire crusade into collapse.
Looking at the empty oblivion, he couldn't help but say this.
"Damn the twisted and absolute lethargic blood sucking leeches of this universe."
The black hole began to completely overtake them as they watched.
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The Dawn
"Sir, unknown anomaly at sector 221-334 I count over 30 objects appearing on our ling range sensors." Melissa said alarmed.
"What? Are they covenant signatures?" He asked.
"No, it seems as though they're standard nuclear fission reaction engine signatures, each ship is approximately 3 or more kilometres long, none seem to be moving." She reported.
"Where are the rest of our escorts?" He asked in a more serious tone.
"All positioned at polar axis, it'll take them a while to get back to us, they're on watch for enemy attacks overhead." She replied.
"Damn, of all the luck, Melissa can you get the Dawn for a head to head battle?"
"Yes sir, but I don't know if we could use that to our advantage, these unknowns might be just as powerful as the covenant." She replied tersely.
"Well if they are, then we fight them to the bitter end, and if they aren't we stick here and wait for a response…"
He was interrupted.
"Captain, there are multiple signals headed from 277-123, all match covenant search patrol, this time with HK added."
"Dammit, things always get worse for us, tell Kyle to dig deep; he's going to have more company."
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On the ground the marauders scattered as orbital fire rained on their heads, Kyle took him and his last battalion to ground. The sporadic fire from the skies sent the troops running, the orbital blasts of plasma ended and the troops prepared for a head to head assault.
Kyle gathered the remnants of the regiment and ordered for the light mechanised to begin mobilisation, he watched as the warthogs armed with AA missile pods and their M50 chain guns rode off into the battle, they circled around the ridge of the base.
The fighters of the enemy force began to attack, bolts of plasma slamming into the earth and stitching the lines of the alliance troops, marauders scrambled into position to avoid the enemy strikes.
The battle blazed into full gear as the hogs drove out in a multitude of patterns and daring tricks, the dance on plasma and missiles along with endless lights made the whole scene glow from the effects, an endless storm of light and sound.
Kyle clamped down on another missile round, shoving the target into his sights the auto lock made the swift banshee fighter an easy target, pulling the trigger 1 missile swerved to intercept. The banshee pilot saw the attack and timed a brilliant corkscrew in mid-air and then dove downwards as the missile lost its sights on the target. But then as the small fighter attempted to escape another missile collided with the cockpit and split the fuselage from the rest of the fighter.
Kyle watched as the burning hulk of the enemy fighter crashed into the earth, his small victory was outlived as the covenant began to attack en masse, he gathered his MA5C and his DMR along with an M40 grenade launcher.
"Come on marines, let's give these covie fuckers what for!" He yelled.
The marauders clambered into to combat, their weapons blazing into the enemy rank as they descended to the earth in spirit transports and phantoms. Marines used everything to cut them asunder, lasers and missiles, and even the covenant's own weaponry.
The battle continued as the marines gave no quarter, this was to the end.
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Back in orbit the fleet of imperial ships reorganised each other, their vessels coming back online after the short EM storm from being sucked through the warp, they were just gaining their bearing when a massive vessel appeared nearby.
The Imperial naval forces observed the vast hull of the ship, never had a ship in such a shape been made by man, it was at least 4X the size of a redemption class and looked to carry almost equally greater fire power.
As the fleet gathered amongst themselves, the space marine battle barge Litany of Fury brought itself alongside the fleet, and soon was joined by the varying factions of the imperium's forces. On the Litany the imperial forces met, Davian Thule with his brothers and Gabriel with reinforcements, Canoness Selena Agna and her retinue armed to the teeth for a single wrong move.
Then there was inquisitor Duren Mendel and his small army of grey knights, he had also at his disposal a number of psykers and many more storm troopers. And then there was still the Governor Militant Alexander Lukas, who wasn't in the best of moods. And finally Magos Alden of the machine cult, whom had rather complicated reasons for being here, he was entitled his own force which had arrived to Kronus a day before things went wrong.
"Hah meeting here? After what had happened on Kronus? I'd rather have burnt the very world before I damn follow your orders." He began.
"Governor that is highly unlikely to ever occur, we have far more pressing matters at hand." Duren replied.
"Very well, then I should begin with one question, where are we?" He asked them.
A psyker named Louisa of Alexander's retinue reported.
"My lord I and many other psykers cannot feel any presence of the Astronimican, there is nothing present." She said with some concern.
"How is this possible? The beacon of Terra is ever present, how is it not?" Canoness Selena asked.
It was then Librarian Sunnis interrupted.
"I have similar senses, the warp is gone, no trace, nothing."
"So then if we are in a warp voided region, how are we to go to travel?" Magos Alden asked.
It was then Duren came up with his solution. "Simple, we ask the locals."
They turned their attention to the amassing fleet from the bow of the Litany, there they formed into a rough diamond shape, and it was odd why they took to such a formation. Then in a flash of light to the port of their view a fleet of ships came into view, their organic shapes and curved bulbous designs.
"What was that?" Alexander asked.
The tech priests scrambled about, the sensors still recording the sudden appearance of the vessels.
"By the Omissah, the unknown fleet had willed itself through space, they entered through an anomaly of some kind and it brought them through space." A tech priest answered.
"Impossible, there had never been any known method of transportation ever seen such as this." Magos Alden stated in shock.
"Well it looks like there is and those that appeared are now attacking the other fleet." Duren said.
Louisa focused forwards, her mind trying to gain purchase amidst the chaos of the battle, the crews of one ship fighting for their lives while the many others died. She focused into the bulbous ship, the shields vastly different from the imperial fleets own, she found herself in the mind of an alien named Moranee.
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"These heretics still hold against us, how long until the next transports are ready major?" Fleet master Relin Tornomee asked.
The female elite seemed off balance and replied. "In… another 30 cycles fleet master."
"Damn, these humans still defy and we still purge, the gods do not favour either side, begin the orbital deployments, we'll expunge them and then saturate them, if that doesn't break their will nothing shall." He said in a tone of determination.
"Aye fleet master, it shall be done." Moranee replied.
The view of the human fleet, the past years running through her mind, she felt different, she didn't know how or why, but it felt different. Years had passed since she joined the war, the humans she encountered on Prodigal, and she watched the burning of dozens of human worlds.
And yet she felt some remorse to the innocents that died, the young seemed helpless and she didn't know why such barbarism was needed, but it was the will of the gods. She closed her eyes and let the images fade away, unknown to her of what had just happened.
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Louisa screamed in fury, her telepathy only affecting her as she dropped to the ground.
"The xeno, damn them and their ways, I saw them, what they were!"
The others in the group were startled by her sudden outburst, it was then the Governor asked.
"What did you witness in the minds of those fighting?"
She was helped up by the red sashed commissar.
"The enemy is the covenant; a sworn and zealous homogeny of xenos gathered into a single hierarchy, their faith is in some pagan gods sworn to annihilating all those who oppose their beliefs, they wish to ascend with their gods by following 'The Great Journey' and mankind here is the only ones who oppose them."
The others seemed troubled by the revelations, Librarian Sunnis then felt the same thing, but to a lesser extent, without the warp he was slowed greatly by the void. But there in the fleet of bulky shaped vessels he could hear the human crews battling to the end to stop the covenant.
"I can sense them as well, but I dare not enter their minds, they are too far for me to do so." He stated.
Canoness Selena seemed to burn with fury.
"What are we waiting for; we must purge these xeno and give them no quarter, if they believe that man should die. Then they shall face our fury before then."
Duren decided to agree.
"I concur, this situation is sharply turning for those who fight, if these people fight for man and against these xeno I see why we should restrain ourselves. How is the status on all vessels?" He asked.
The captain reported.
"All available ships are ready; a few sustained overloads in some conduits, though we remain at our best."
"Very well, all ships form around the Litany we shall begin the purge of the forsaken covenant."
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Vance watched as another barrage of plasma torpedoes were intercepted by ion dispersal missiles, the energy dissipated to nothingness. He gritted his teeth; the fleet was still another 25 hours from arrival.
"Hold damn it, being the frigates from the portside of their cruisers pummel them in crossfire with the Haldane escorts and the Iron Clads." He ordered."
The ships executed the manoeuvre and successfully managed to punch the defences of 2 cruisers and a frigate, but it came at the cost of 2 more corvettes and a frigate.
"Can we escape to FTL and come around from the far side of L9?"
"No sir, there's far too little space to manoeuvre the fleet in a mass jump." Melissa explained.
Vance was about to reply when there was a sudden flash of light, the cruiser in the covenant formation was neatly severed as a large blast of energy cut through the middle. Vance took note of the trajectory and traced the shot to… the unknown fleet.
"Sir, unknowns are firing on the covenant fleet, I don't know what they used, but it devastated the covenant formation, they're scattering to intercept the unknowns." Melissa reported.
"What? Why are they getting involved in out battle?" He asked no one.
"It seems as though we may have an ally in this war after all." Melissa replied.
The large 5km ship with the eagle head ran directly into the fray, and other ships with masses of gargoyle statues and figures of death drove a sword into the covenant fleet. Lasers and blasts of energy tore into the super structure of each ship, until they retaliated.
The covenant fleet did not simply take punishment, they fought back with a vengeance, pulse lasers and torpedoes along with hundreds of ship to ship batteries replied in unison, a fleet of 30 against a fleet of 40, this was a sight to see.
The 9th joined in, Vance ordering for them to support the unknowns, if there was one thing, it'd be gratitude, and the 9th would live to fight on, against all that the covenant could throw in their direction. The Dawn of Days set itself into the battle, its MACs blazing as it tore with renewed vigour, and the fight was still fresh.
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"Captain, xeno ship, its over 27 kilometres long, its drawing out our forces, we can barely hold our shields." An ensign reported.
The fleet was in utter disarray the xenos had scattered as soon as they broke their lines; however the surprise was waiting in the centre of their formation, a massive super carrier armed to the teeth. They were now almost exhausted from engaging and the Nova cannon wouldn't be charged in time to fire again.
Now with the fleet going in to slug the fight out the imperial navy had the advantage, however the sheer range of weaponry was tiring to keep up with, 25 kills and only 10 damaged ships, it was going fairly well considering everything.
Duren and the other leaders were eagerly watching as the fight began to intensify with the super cruiser, the monstrosity was holding them back and withering their shields at a staggering pace. They would survive for long if this continued.
That was when the super cruiser became the first problem to be solved, the massive 20km human vessel charged 40 large cannons, it then fired at the super cruiser simultaneously, and the shields buckled as the shields failed at the 2 shot, the rest punctured the plating at the rear and middle of the massive ship.
The brilliant explosion sent the covenant packing, the fleet scattered attempting to find some semblance of safety they make a beeline for the edge of the system, short bursts of light and soon all are gone, with the exception of ruined hulls.
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Melissa appeared once more, her face should have been happy, but something told Vance there was more than just an enemy retreat.
"Sir, Kyle, all of the region, the remainder of 7-6th regiments and refugee convoys were all lost, Kyle was injured during fighting and has demanded for an immediate evacuation of all remaining troops on the ground."
The words hit him far worse than he could have ever imagined. Krugis was lost, it was dead…
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"Farseer, where are we?" The exarch of the Howling Banshees asked.
"I don't know…"
They stood aboard the ship, staring out into a world covered in ash, the surface pockmarked, the void stalkers had stopped here, where ever here was….
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Oh okay, so here's all the stories I now have…
Halo Origins: Path to Salvation WIP
World of Warcraft: Halo's Call- Event occurred in the aftermath of Salvation
HaloME:Age of Revelation FIN-Epilogue in progress
HALOME: Ascension: -
These are the stories on a more linear timeline
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These are just for fun, and ideas
Halo ME: Fate is never set
Halo Mass Effect: Tomorrow's Embrace
Halo Effect: Freelancer
Seed Effect: Gundam
MEH: The Light of Halo
ME FMA: Zero
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These stories take place in spin offs
Galaxy of Warcraft: Frontier 7
HaloBSG2003: A path to salvation
The World of Fable: Ascension of the Throne
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And now my 40k branch!
Warhammer40k: Halo's Dawn