Halo8 Mind blowing stories of humans, andCovenant

Me: Hey it's me, again. He emailed me in the summer because he started to write a really awesome series of stories that take place in the halo universe. I didn't do any of this. I give all the credit to my friend. The way he wrote this was the same way they made the Halo Legends shorts. So there will be a lot of OCs. So please don't flame the OCs because A: these are not self Inserts B: This was my friends first time at this and he did an incredible job (in my opinion) and C: you can't flame him because he doesn't have an account on this site! (Suckers!). Please R&R and I hope you enjoy this.

Disclaimer: Neither of us works for Bungie or Own Halo nor have any kind of major contribution to the Halo franchise (well the only contributions we have are that we play the video game)!

Chapter 1: 1 man invasion…Or beast.

Did you hear?" Sammy walked into the bar, with a massive cigar in his mouth. He claimed he wanted to stop smoking, but the bar tender Jose' didn't believe him. "What is it?' Jose asked. "UNSC forces are piling up in the edge of Hucar City to stop an invasion force sweeping the planet. It's weird, normally there would be covenant ships filling the air and a lot more commotion throughout the planet. They don't even know where it came from," he replied taking a seat at the bar. "Oh, yeah. I heard the army is pretty small, and no survivors have lived to tell it. We better keep it down; I don't want fuss in my bar." Jose whispered to Sammy.

"You can't be serious. 1 massive brute, taking down a whole continent on Jihheli Ditra in 3 days. No way." Spartan 1337 was not convinced. Master Chief and his squad stood in the briefing chamber of the Victory Run being told about the mission by captain Halle. "Please keep the comments to yourself." Halle said that seeming a little mad. Master Chief, sweated under the helmet, embarrassed by 1337. "Now as I was saying, we recovered this info from destroyed covenant ruins, and somehow the data survived. They created a super brute, known as a Brute King. They stand about 17 feet tall, and 100.2 % stronger and faster than you. But the data also warned of give as specific orders as needed, meaning it's stupid. It's I.Q. is about 36." 1337 giggled. "May I continue?" the Captain asked. 1337 nodded. "Our mission is to trap it in Nylon crater 100 miles south of Hucar. Connor 567, Master Chief John 117 and, Samuel Jr. 1337 will plant a HAVOK nuclear bomb at the center of the crater while Julie 177 and Garth 1411 distract the beast. We hope it will be wounded so much that it can't escape the crater when the nuke detonates. A pelican will leave 15 minutes after you reach the planet, so make it quick. Because if the mission isn't done, you're getting picked up and it's not done. Got it?" The captain asked. They all replied "Sir, yes sir!" The Chief didn't like it. The mission had too much chance involved.

The Spartans filed into the pelican air craft and the Captain gave his last words. "The monster will arrive at the crater in 5.5 minutes. When you get there, if you have time, hide, and flank the beast to confuse it." The chief nodded as the pelican closed its hatches and lifted off. He looked at Julie 177 sitting across from him. He was taught not to love, but he was jealous she wasn't on his team. He secretly admired her, but she admired him as a leader. Not a lover.

Master Chief stepped out of the pelican, to see the massive mile long hole they were standing in. Not much of a way to flank a beast. A few large boulders, but not much else. The pelican than took off to the skies, and Chief then felt a little worried for his team. The sun shined down hard on the dry waste land, so Chief and the other Spartans initiated their coolant and humidity systems. Then he saw it. The massive purple dot slowing growing bigger, and chief then saw it and knew it was the massive brute. "Connor, Samuel, let's move." Master Chief said as he began to sprint, and the others followed. Julie pulled out her sniper rifle. She was an expert marksman; she doubted she would have much trouble with this. Garth waited with his dual wielded pistols, and assault rifle slung over his back. Julie fire two rounds, hitting the beast straight in the fore head; it didn't dent the helmet he was wearing. Then she realized that he was armed with a gravity hammer bigger than her. Julie cursed as the beast came closer and dropped her sniper. She pulled out an SMG and rapid fired. As it got closer she attempted to dodge, but it was too late. The Brute King raised his head and slammed it on Julie all the way to the ground, pretty much squashing her. Garth heard bone break, but did not see the mess, because a massive explosion of dust filled the air. The monster emerged, with blood splattered on his helmet. Garth fired his pistols, and realized it did no good. He dropped them and a second after he got out his assault rifle. The gravity hammer impacted his face. Shards of his face plate flew everywhere and he went fling 15 yards. He slowly got to his knees as the monster walked closer raising his hammer. "I heard you where pretty stupid," Garth said as he pulled out a grenade. "I might be a little stupid for this but it's worth a shot, right?" As the monster came closer, Garth jumped up and hugged the beast. With Two fingers he pulled the pin, and it exploded.

Master Chief looked at the mushroom cloud of dust. It was small, but visible, and he now worried even more for his team. Connor was now arming the nuke, and the other two Spartans were covering his 6 and 12. Master Chief activated his com. "Julie, Garth, come in!" They were not responding. "No…" chief muttered. The massive Brute was alive, with burnt skin and fur, approaching at over 50 mph. "it's ready, the pelican comes in 5 minutes," shouted Connor. "Arm it for 6," Chief replied.

Garth lay on the ground, missing an arm and a leg. He reached with his intact arm to the other side of his helmet to activate his com system. "Captain…uhh…this is… this is Garth. Have you destroyed project Hades' like ONI said?" Garth could barely speak. "Garth, you sound-" "Just answer my question….grraa.." "No but-""bring it with the pickup; they won't be able to injure that thing. I'll distract in the Hades' so it can't escape the nuke and continue its raid of this planet." The captain actually sounded heartfelt. "You'll die" Garth began to sound a little annoyed; "I don't care if I'll die. One dang death is better than millions. Just bring the suit." The captain waited to reply. "The ship is taking off now," the captain said, shutting off the channel. Garth sighed and rethought what he said. He wanted to do it. More importantly he needed to do it.

Samuel threw the empty battle rifle to the ground and attempted to punch the Brute. The Brute had such a good reaction time; he threw his fist at the same time. Samuel dodged, and threw another blow. The beast was un-guarded for that split second and he used it to punch the meaty wrist of the Brute, causing him to drop the weapon. This battle has gone on for 3 minutes, but it felt like a millennium. Connor flipped straight over the beast at full momentum, and firing 3 rounds of his shot gun in the air while doing it. And at the same time Master Chief was firing his Assault rifle at the ligaments in the monsters legs, trying to get through the flesh and fur. It was burnt, scared and sot, but it still fought like it just started. Samuel knew he didn't have much time to pick up the massive gravity hammer, because it was right to the side of the brute. One swing of the arm will send him an 18th mile. He swiftly, lowly dove for the hammer. He tried to pick it up, but it weighs a good 200 lbs. He managed to pick it up, and he stepped back. Then the Brute King huddled down into a ball, and a purple shield covered him. It exploded sending all three Spartans into the air, giving them some nice hang time. The Spartans had trouble getting up, and the beast was already headed for Connor. It stepped all over him, initially killing the Spartan. As the Brute headed for Chief, the Pelican, and a massive suit came out of the air. The Pelican hovered and a marine called for the Spartans. Chief slowly started to walk observing the suit. Its helmet was like any other Mark V armor. But every limb was covered by a massive plate, fitted around it. On his shoulder was mounted a Spartan laser, and on his left arm a miniature chain gun with the chain running up his arm to an ammo supply on his back. On his right arm was a built in energy sword, 5 feet long. The figure was shorter than the Brute King, but he looked like he was up for a fight. The Spartans sprinted to the Pelican. "What heck is that thing?" Chief asked the marine as he entered the Pelican. "We have to see if Julie and Garth are alive!" Chief shouted over the roar of the starting engines. Then a familiar voice broke over his personal com. "No time. Julie is dead, and if you see the remains you'll wish your dead. And Garth is in the Bulky suit. I'm in the bulky suit." Master Chief screamed; "No! We're getting you the heck out of here"- Garth interrupted. "I'm the only one that can stop it. Now go. There is only 34 sec. remaining." Chief looked at the dueling giants. Chief looked away as Garth got slammed in the stomach, making a massive dent. As the monster approached to finish it, Garth ignited his energy sword and stabbed the beast through the meaty chest.

As the beast fell on top of Garth, the nuke exploded. They were too close. The pelican got thrown toward space by the explosion, but luckily towards The Victory Run.

As the damaged pelican entered the hanger Halle's waited, knowing he won't like what he finds out. It settled down and the rear hatch opened, revealing only two Spartans from the five that were sent. The Chief slowly walked towards Halle with his head down in misery, while 1227 sat in the pelican with his head down. Chief took off his helmet and looked up at him. His long brown hair was drenched with sweat and his expressions were bland. But Halle's knew what he felt. "Chief, before you speak, I need to give you a word or two. Those lives, supposedly wasted, were not wasted. The sacrifice they made was a life spent, not wasted. Garth knew what he had to do when he contacted me. He said better one live than millions. One life spent. If Garth had not made that sacrifice those millions would be WASTED. Not spent." Chief put his helmet back on without a word. He nodded. He understood, and honestly he could not argue. He retreated to his quarters, for a good two hours of sleep before his next mission. Now that's all there is. The next mission.

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