Hey guys wassup, Viperwatcher here! As I said I will make a sequel to CC: Life and here it is. All characters will return along with new characters. If you haven't read CC: Life I recommend you do so before you read this. There will be some cameo appearances as well. Keep in mind that there may be plot holes that you may noticed and I would like to assure you I'm covering all of them up as best as I can. I would also like to thank my younger sister (12 years old) for giving me the main plot for this fan fiction.

Disclaimer: I own nothing in the Halo universe, which is the property of Bungie Studios.
However, original characters belong to me.

Note: To people who don't like the story, PLEASE DO NOT READ THE FAN FIC, JUST LEAVE.

NOTE: As if its not that obvious I'm still gonna say it, This story is not following the
the original canon of the Halo series.

Without further delay here is the prologue for my story:
Creator Chronicles: Consanguinity

Chapter 1 Prologue

There was mist and fog as the sun cracked at the morning dawn. 2 figures can be seen trekking up the mountain towards the summit. The 2 slowly made progress as they traversed up the majestic mountain. The morning dew was quite visible on the fauna around the mountain.

As they made their way upwards, Urs, Fied, and Joori the 3 suns of Sanghelios slowly crawl there way up towards the sleepy sky.

"How much farther?" ask one of the men.

"Not far now, son." answered the father.

"Ugh… I hate this." complained the son.

"Stop that. You should be grateful you can still do this." said the father.

"ok." responded the son.

They eventually reached the summit which was covered with thick fog. It was freezing cold but they brought the right equipment with them. They moved along the forest, which was on top of the mountain, and found a break in the trees. They approached it and the Son was mesmerized at the sight that was in front of it.

"Wow." he said. The sight was breathtaking.

"This, son, is our state." said the father.

In front of them was a beautiful city. It showed the amazing buildings of their race. At the distance they could see some of the cars moving about and the state starting to stir from its sleepy slumber. The son took a step forwards the cliff edge.

"Be careful." warned the father. The son nodded and enjoyed the sight in front of him. He took a deep breath as the cool and fresh air filled his lungs. It was like being in paradise; the perfect spot to take a rest and enjoyed the sight.

"Ok this is enough. We have to go back now." said the father and he turned around. The son took one last look at the scenery in front of him. It was all to relaxing to leave but they had to. He turned around on his hoof but then he heard a sound. He looked around to where it came from. He realized it was at his footing and noticed that the cliff edge he was stepping onto was giving way due to the weight.

Before he could even react the rock underneath him collapsed. The father turned around just in time to see his son fall, towards impending death. He quickly ran to him and held out his hand. It was like in slow motion. Their hands were inches from one another… But the effort was futile. The father watched as his son fell down from the cliff towards his utter death.

He shouted in agony as he saw his son die right in front of him. The son screamed in horror as he plunged down to the foggy abyss below. Along the way his head hit something hard and he was knocked unconscious…

*****

N'kev eyes snapped open. He sat bolt upright as it was the natural response for a person when they had a dream about falling. He breathed in and out for a few seconds and realized it was only a dream. But it was far too vivid to be one. He was sweating profusely.

'Why am I having these dreams?' he asked himself.

'I don't even know the 2 people there.' he thought. He just shrugged it off and looked at the clock near the wall. It read 4:00 AM.

'At least I walked up at the right time.' he thought as he stood up. He could hear his roommates snore faintly. He considered waking his best friend up but stopped as he thought he should get some more rest. He went to the locker near his bed and took out his dress robes.

Today was a big day and an important one too. He looked around his common room. Almost everyone was asleep in their bunk beds, sleeping here for the last time. He folded his dress robe and headed for the showers. He went into the men's, opened a locker and placed his clothes in them. To N'kev's delight there was no one in the showers since he was early. This he liked a lot since he was keeping a secret. He undressed his clothes and placed them in lockers as well.

He went to the showers but stopped as he passed a couple of mirrors on top of the sink. He paused and looked at his reflection. He was no longer the child he remembered himself. His body had completely changed. His eyes darted to a particular scar on his chest. It was the Creator Scar. That was his secret; it's also the reason why he showers so early.

He sighed as he looked at it. 'How long has it been since that day?' He thought for a moment before answering his own question.

'Wow… Eight years already.' he sighed again and went to the showers.

A lot can happen in less than eight years.

Author's Notes: If you don't understand it at first, don't worry I wrote it that way. You'll be able to understand things at the next chapter.

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