IMPORTANT NOTE:

Alright. I was afraid this day would come, but it's kind of exciting at the same time. Here's the bad news first (for my 5 fans or so, haha. I thank and love you guys for your support).

MJOLNIR Green is being postponed. And by postponed, possibly for good. This is for several reasons:

1. School. As much as I love writing, I have to put my priorities first.

2. Friends/family/etc. Even though I love sitting in front of my computer and coming up with all this stuff, I do have other people in my life who I value spending time with.

3. Other projects. This is the good news that I'll explain.

While this fanfic is being put in cryo, this does not mean I'm no longer writing. Just writing...something else. I've restarted on something I've been working on for 2 and a half years, and would like to finish it by next summer. It's a fiction novel I hope to share with the world someday, even if I have to self publish it and sneak it in the back of a book store somewhere, haha. This project, and some others that involve writing and working in film, will be occupying most of my time.

So while I'm sad to have to leave the Halo world for a while, believe me, this fight is not finished, so to say.

One day I may return to finish the story of Green Team. Because I was hoping to end it on a note that will lead into a machinima project I've been hoping to make as well.

So I want to thank my supporters and readers, limited though you are, each just as important. It's helped improve my writing and given me some insight into others' as well. I wish I still had time to go back and read all those other great fanfics on here that I wanted to. But the odds are looking pretty slim at the moment.

So I'll return in some way or another. Some day. And if anything exciting happens for me concerning my other projects, I'll update this with info. And if after a while I still can't find time to come back and finish writing this fanfic, I may just post a summary of what I intended to do with the story and characters, for those who are curious. Because trust me, the plot and character interaction was going to thicken further.

Again, thank you everyone for giving me confidence in myself to continue with my other writings. Hopefully this means I'm moving onto 'bigger, better things'. If that happens, I wont' forget that my inspiration came from this website and some of its users. Thanks, and I wish you all well in your own writing endeavors!

Good luck, Spartans.

Over and out.

-Jack

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DISCLAIMER: Obviously, I do not own anything involving Halo or any other works of Bungie. This is a personal fiction from a fan who likes their games/books and wants to tell a story in the same universe. I figured this would all be obvious on a fanfiction site, but I guess guns might start going off if I don't say something like this..anyway, I hope you enjoy and Bungie, I love you, I don't want to steal your stuff. I just want to use it. If that sounds any better.

NOTE: This fanfic was previously titled "Gunmetal Green". It has been recently changed to MJOLNIR Green. It feels more fitting for a tale of Spartans, don't you think? Following that note, a Prologue has been added as well. Hopefully it will give you some more insight as to what this story is about.

Thanks for reading and I hope you like it. And of course, reviews/responses are always welcome. Alright then, enjoy.

MJOLNIR Green (Preview)

"Their blood will stain the hands of all the faithful, until every last drop soaks into the sands of time…"

There it was. The feeling again. The panicked tightening in Jack's chest and the desire to get away to escape from it all. He tried to pin down his thoughts and decipher what it was he feared. Certainly not death. No, that would be almost fortunate. Something else, something worse…what was he afraid of?

Is that what it takes to lead? Am I supposed to ignore the death of a friend and think of how best their demise can benefit the rest of the team?

Of course. That's what a leader does. Keeps his team alive, at all costs, even at the expense of a deceased friend's last gift to them, even at the expense of the leader.

Even at the expense of a team member.

Clack.

Jack slid the magazine back into his pistol.

Not if I can help it.

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After escaping the hellish demise of Reach, five Spartans find themselves faced with an impossible mission. The Master Chief is missing in deep space, presumed dead, and the burden of leadership now falls on SPARTAN-067 and his team. Their mission: the discovery and capture of a living Covenant Prophet from the alien homeworld. But these Spartans will find a greater enemy than even the Covenant. The darkest secret in the universe will be revealed, and the fate of all sentient life will rest in their hands. This is the story of soldiers, of heroes…of Spartans.

This is the story of Green Team.