Okay, Mary Sue hunter fanfic writing time.
Just a little help, guys... I don't browse everything on , so if you know what works have lots of Suefics...
Just to clear one thing up: Halo related stuff will be everywhere, but think of it as a Massive Multiplayer Crossover. There will be Harry Potter, Twilight [Hatedom references], Hunger Games, Dragon Age, some other stuff and whatever you suggest. So, please, suggest.
Now onto the story.
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"Ladies and gentlemen, you have volunteered for the fandom's elite service."
The pelican flew over the base. It was majestic. As if someone had taken Hawaii, added some sparkles to the beach and put a plot barrier around the boundaries.
"This may look like a vacation spot, but no place in fandom is more heavily guarded."
Several Phantoms cloaked into invisibility in the distance. A Super-carrier overhead did the same.
"The work of a Suehunter is very dangerous."
The Pelican approached the island at the end, the smallest one.
"Sue's have been popping up across the fandom in increased amounts every day."
The main base of UGSH [United Games SueHunters] was in the Halo fandom. It was home to the Director [Third most powerful man in fandom], the UGSH main training facility [Although there are minor ones in the Mass Effect and Dragon Age fandom's...], and was built over a Reality mine.
Oh, yes, right, you lot are naive lesser beings, from the self-claimed "Real World." Basic run down. All those fanfictions you write to amuse and entertain others? They're real. They happen. Every character that dies, that's a real person/animal/thing. Murderer. Anyway, the plane of reality we live on is called "The Fandom." We actually have the adventures you write. Once the story is completed [or is abandoned permanently], the "Canon Avatars" get the memories of their representations in those fanfics.
There is nothing more fun than watching Master Chief and Cortana blushing after they get the memories of a Master Chief/Cortana Lemon fic. They've used up the legal amount of brain bleach for a year. Speaking of which, anyone who deals in the Black Market, Cortana is willing to pay big time for some brain bleach.
"The Director thinks this is just a bloom. I disagree."
Oh, right, the story. Anyway, the recruits felt the Pelican land. The five of them stood up. One of them would not make it through training. One would die early on. And one would become the greatest hero that the fandom has ever seen.
Clichéd enough for you?
"This is war."
War brings out the best and worst of people. The recruits reflected that. Our recruits showed both during the war.
"These are the Early Days."
Hey! That's the name of this Fanfiction!
Anyway, the pelican halted. The five recruits came out.
We had James, your typical black cop seen in media who swears too much and smokes cigars. Now, do you think he'll be the blow-stuff up guy or the ninja dude?
We had Taylor, dubbed "The Chick" by fans. Athletic and smart, but absentminded, and most likely to wander into a trap. Your everyday Cloudcockoolander.
Then we had Athena. Someone named after a Greek goddess. Predictably, she's incredibly smart. A genius. Also ten years old. This is the reason she is not known as "The Chick."
Next, we had Rotiart. A little cowardly, but extremely balanced. Second smartest, after Athena, second best shot, after James. Second best at everything.
Finally, we have our hero for the fanfic. An 18 year old boy. Seriously, why is every single main character below the age of twenty in fantasy stories, such as The Belgariad, Eragon, stuff like that.
Anyway, our hero is the important one. A sneak, really. Couldn't take more than a few hits in a proper fight. Also a bit out of shape. Volunteering for the Suehunter service was an impulse. Deathly afraid of trivial things. Needles, heights, all that stuff. But not dark, oddly enough. I asked him about this once. His reply was "What can Dark do that Light can't?"
Always logical like that. He wasn't one to make the "Good" choice if it wasn't the "Smart choice." He'll gladly help defend a location, as long as there was a chance it could be defended, and if it was worth defending. If he had the choice between saving a city filled with over a million people and preventing the Sue's from destroying [Or capturing] a super weapon that would let us beat them, He'd choose super weapon.
He got results. He obeyed orders, as long as they made sense.
His name was Virula.
Odd name, I know, I believe it's a combination of a few Latin words. Or some other ancient language. Don't ask what his parents were thinking.
Anyway, that just about covers up the recruits arrival to the base. Next, to start their training.