Oh wow, it's been so long since my last update, VEEEERY long indeed. I don't know any plans I had before, so I'm basically starting from scratch. Please have patience, I'm changing things around so get used to it soldiers.

Please bear with me, I'm just getting past a few parts, things will get slow, things will get fast, but I don't want to rush things. Most of the action will be when they reach halo, thats next chapter.

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Dr. Halsey led Destiny to the pelican "We need to get you to the Master Chief."

Destiny was finding it awkward to walk, it wasn't really that hard, but her speed and movements were dramatically increased. She tried to slow down a bit so her legs didn't fly in front of her.

Dr. Halsey noticed how ridiculous Destiny looked "just let yourself walk freely, you'll get used to it."

Stepping up into the Pelican, Keyes went back to the cockpit, powering up the engines "ready to go Dr. Halsey?"

"Ready when you are." Halsey put her hand on Destiny's shoulder as the hatch began to close, turning she went to the cockpit and strapped herself in, leaving Destiny to herself.
Destiny looked at everything as the hatch began to close, she had a gut feeling this would be one of the last times she sees its beauty.

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The whole time it took for the Pelican to reach the Pillar of Autumn, Destiny was stuck thinking about her fellow Spartans. She was going to see Master Chief; she was going to see everyone. Her chest sank. Not everyone she knew was going to be there. Some had died, she heard about that, and would often think of them. She heard a few clinks and hisses, peering around the cockpit door, she saw they were in the hangar, they had already landed. The pelicans hatch slowly opened, Captain Keyes and Dr. Halsey walked right on out, Destiny hesitated, but followed soon enough.

She caught many glances and stares from the techs. Now she knows what the others must have felt like. She strode up to Dr. Halsey, who had stopped and faced her.
"Are you coming?" Destiny asked

"No, I'm going back to reach, I have more work to do in CASTLE." She motioned back to the pelican where it was getting more fuel.

Destiny stayed silent for a moment. Dr. Halsey whispered but Destiny had no problems hearing her.
"Keyes was a bit annoyed," she smiled as she put her glasses back on, the golden chain glittering in the fluorescent lights above "he just came here hours ago and he had to come back down to reach to pick us up, then back up here." She chuckled, "good luck… Destiny, be careful."

It was strange those last few moments. Dr. Halsey was notorious for never calling the Spartans by their real name. The odd time she would, when they were younger she did, but why now? Was this the last time she would see her? Destiny saluted anyway, civilian or not, Destiny would be worthless if it hadn't been for her.

Turning on her heel, Destiny entered the elevator with Keyes. For a few moments the only sound they could hear was the quiet whirring of the elevator. Destiny noticed Keyes fiddling with a pipe, often chewing on the tip. Nervous habit perhaps? When the elevator stopped, Destiny was hesitant to exit as the doors slipped open. Keyes stepped out, the pipe in his pocket Destiny stayed behind, out of view by the elevator consol.

"Captain on deck!" John yelled out, all the Spartans stopped and stood at attention.

Keyes looked at them all and nodded to the Master Chief, "I bring an old friend to you today. Left back on planet reach, she was informed of everything while in the hospital." He looked back at the elevator, the doors began to close. A hand shot out and slapped the doors to a halt.

Destiny's hand shot out and stopped the doors from closing, slowly she stepped out and looked at everyone, behind the polarized lens, her face was beaming, the smile so wide on her face. Though everyone was awestruck; Master Chief made the first move and came over to her, Keyes turned and went back into the elevator. The Spartans would know where he was.

"Master Chief," Destiny did a small hand signal. A signal for a smile, "It's good to see you again."

"Destiny?" Everyone came up to her, hands came over to her shoulders, and every one was exchanging hand signals. Today was a good day; they were reunited with a long, lost Spartan.

It was then, the Pillar of Autumn turned, it wasn't a good sign, and everyone felt it.
Destiny watched as John called the elevator and went to see what was going on. Destiny went to help everyone else.
Happy time was just about over. As the elevator came, Destiny picked up a crate that had drifted from the pile. Everyone paused as John asked Cortana of the situation. It was then Keyes came on the line and said he would come back down. John turned to look at everyone, and everyone went back to work.
Destiny helped secure their gear as others checked weaponry and each other suits.

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Yeah that was a short chapter.
I'm going to finish off reading book one of Halo: Fall of Reach (again) before I move onto the Flood, then I will continue the story. I'm about halfway so it won't take me too long to finish.
I was hoping I would get fight scenes in here but I want to wait. So hold tight and come back in about… a week and two days (today is Jan.28th). Reason for prolonged date: I still have two exams, and still have to think of things to happen. Earliest time I might be done is the 2nd of February.
Super Skye over and out.
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Sidenote:
if you like RPing, I have a halo RPG running in my forums, I will copy and paste what is going on so far (below), if you're interested I will send you the link of the forums since I do not know how to get links to actually show up on here.
Master Chief is still available.

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Forum posts so far as of Jan. 28th

My post:
The war ended five years ago. Us aliens were defeated. That is unacceptible. The prophits were killed, the great light does not shine our victory but the shadow swallows up our loss.
Not for long.
All my life I sat back at this worthless planet while the males were out fighting. There is still alot of us, we'll wipe out the humans and their super soldiers, what do they call them, spartans? Well i'll wipe them out, i'll wipe them all out.

The figure laughed out loud, its voice echoed throughout the cold, dark room of metal. The female alien stood to her full height, she turned
"Get the ships ready! The troops are on the move."
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Profile
Name:
Age: (Opt.)
Height :( a Spartans or elites avg. height is actually 7' I believe, or close to)
Appearance:
Rank: (soldier, commander, Spartan, elite, grunt, hunter, etc.)
History:
Other:
Weapon is not necessary typo? since you can steal them from other ppl and dead bodies

Master Chief is available for someone to play, though first come first serve so if you don't get him don't come whining to me.
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Name: Nita
Age: 26 in human years
Height: 6'6"
Appearance: slender, she kinda holds the form of a female human, though her skin was blue with mottled navy blue from her nose tip to along her back. Her legs are bent back like elites. Armor is oily black with a purple sheen when fluorescent lights glowed upon it and narrower with smoother edges. Her mouth is not in four parts like the elites, but a normal jaw, just a bit elongated. Her claws are also longer; they are black and are often sharpened.

Rank: Alien Leader
History: Has always been angry that females were unable to fight, now she leads the whole covenant attack (perhaps some others by her side), though humans don't know that.
Other: She can easily speak English. Her voice is soft when she's calm but when she's angry there is a snarl to it.

I got myself into this mess, now I'm going to get myself out.
The female alien looked around, stuck on Earth in a human jail cell, getting captured at a recent mission that failed due to a small grunt ruining their position.
Beyond the bars were a few human soldiers, though not the ones she was targeting. The one they call Master Chief, the others, the Spartans, that's who she was really after. Oh just wait, I will get you, I will get you all
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Arkaz's post:
Name: SPARTAN-051
Age: Unknown
Height: 6'9"
Appearance: Closer to seven feet than six, and encased in gleaming blue MJOLNIR combat armor, Blue-two -- like the rest of the Spartans -- seems to be a creature straight out of a book.
Rank: Spartan
History: SPARTAN-051's history is simple. He was trained to kill Covenant, and so he does.
Other: Blue-two is arguably the fastest Spartan out there.
Default Weapons: MA5B ASSAULT RIFLE, M6D Pistol, and M9 HE-DP Grenade
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It was already well into the day; the sun was high, showing off its beauty. No clouds to diminish the sun's magnificence, but, the day was also one of death. Running around like lunatics were the Covenant grunts, yelling out, "Help!" although it was hard to distinguish. Running, they were, because the humans had made a defense against their once-pressing attack. There was no sign of the Elites and thankfully no sign of the Hunters or the Jins, but SPARTAN-051 couldn't help but think that something bad was going to happen, and it would happen in soon. Probably, a massive attack with Banshees and Ghosts also in use.

But, until it did, SPARTAN-051 stayed crouched behind a stationed Warthog, reloading his MA5B Assualt Rifle. When the magazine was insterted into the gun, the Spartan went to action. Standing up, and getting a clear view through his helmet, the Spartan fired his weapon at the wild grunts who were firing their Needlers at the air. Fifteen rounds firing every second, and when the Spartan was done, he crouched back down and reloaded once again. All around him, everone on his side was doing the same thing. Most of them were Marines, but there were a couple of Spartans along side. Soon enough, SPARTAN-051 would signal his comrades to join him on the Warthog to drive them back even further.
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My post:

Nita watched patiently, pacing in her cell. It was when she turned her back for only a few seconds that there was a unearthly crunch. She whirled around to see the two marines on the floor, blood pouring forth from their heads.
She smirked.
"Get me out," she whispered "hurry."
One elite of three in stealth mode, grabbed the keys from the dead marine and unlocked the cell
"Do I have transport?" she asked as she followed one with two at her flank
"We have two Jins, though its been hidden, we have to reach it."
Nita nodded, they moved through the human ship without any opposition, no one knew she was gone.
Upon reaching outside, some marines yelled out and gunfire went over her head, her stealth system had been broken. She rolled and dove for cover, one elite was hit though the wound was not fatal.
"Where is it?" Nita hissed
"Back there." the elite pointed "Yarak'ranamee, go with her, take the other Jin, us two will catch up later."
"Yes sir." Both Nita and the wounded elite ran for the hidden Jins
"I don't see them." Nitda ducked behind a turned warthog, immiediatly running out from behind it. I tcould have exploded.
The wounded Elite whistled, and there was rumbling. From around a tall building came two Jins, charging body masses that consisted of pure muscle and armor.
They stopped infront of their riders. Nita mounted.
"Lets move." her Jin charged forward, a screech escaping its throat.
The two Jins charged over a small incline, Nita's Jin rammed that overturned warthog, which went barreling into a fixed gun implacement and a few soldiers. Bullets fired, but they were melted as they hit the Jins shields.
She noticed something. She haulted for a split second to see blue in the distance.
An armoured warrior. Them human warriors of great strength and speed.
The main battle front was over there, she might as well drop a line and say hello.
The other elite opened his split mouth, he knew what she was going to do, and he took the lead, while she broke off to the left, she wanted to get behind the grunts and check on the covenant situation first.

Payload V's post
Name: Slar
Age: If he were a human, around 120/140 years old. Hes very old.
Height 6'9
Appearance: Slar has evidently been involved in fighting for a long time. While there is no bone damage, and he is as agile as a much younger Elite, his skin is more scar tissue than actual skin. His armour is a navy green colour, and its old, subsequently the sheen no longer exsists. It has been repaired in several places, but the repairs have been done well.
Rank: Elite

"Chemicals at half life......" Slar droned as he paced the humans lab unmolested. The scientists had fled, and the few that had taken up arms against him were now quite dead. "Those that refuse to take the final step into the next stage of their journey." He snickered slightly at his own musings. There was something aside from the chemicals in this room that refused to continue its journey.

"For there is still energy within them." He began pressing the keys on one of the humans computers, there was infomation that he needed. After a few minutes he found what he needed to know.

"And there is still pain within them." He picked up the two plasma pistols he had lain down on the desk. Outside he could hear the sounds of battle. Invariably the convenant had arisen, again, and was attempting to recapture Nita. While he had a few 'loose ends' to tie up before he finnaly would accept his death, this was slightly more important than his own denied oblivion. He scooped up a few of the chemicals, there was work to be done.

"And there is always pain. I cannot touch it. I cannot ease it. But there is pain."

My post:
Nita and her Jin thundered past a few humans, the Jins shields had fallen and were recharging. Five seconds to go.
The Jin took a few bullet holes but it was not problem, just a minor flesh wound. Stopping on covenant lines, she hopped off, the grunts were happy to see her
"Good to see you ma'am."
"Are you ok ma'am?"
"Let me fix the Jin ma'am."
Her eyes twitched as she began to get annoyed "focus on the battle and not on me." she snarled. Turning to another female, she nodded "how is the situation?"
The other female shook her head "not so good. The humans have them."
Nita's expression was passive as she listened
"they're beating back our forces."
"and the reinforcements?"
"they are on their way."
Nita casually glanced over to see a few spartans race for cover, behind covenant lines. Grabbing a sword, Nita stalked towards them in plain view.
That was the thing. She was fearless.
She charged forward, two spartans stood and fired, Nita was hit but she was not down. She ducked and rolled, picking up a M6D pistol, firing it as she ran. It hit one spartan, but they had shields, she didn't.
Hand to hand combat it was. It was illogical move, she shouldn't have went alone, however, she wanted to protect her forces, keep them alive long enough until the reinforcements came.
It was when something brushed passed her, a spartan began fighting with an unseen figure, and elite. Nita leapt for the other spartan and slammed her fist into it's helmet, causing its head to snap sideways. The spartan shook its head and looked at her momentarily, it was toying with her.
She smirked, they weren't made for toying, they were ment for hit and kill.
The spartans fist lashed out and she sidestepped.
Hit and kill.
Her leg swung up just as fast and caught it in the stomach, she dove for it and pushed it back, her sword slicing the spartans side.
She heard a gasp as she pulled the sword away, she glanced back to see a fist connect with her shoulder.
Nita felt bones shatter under the sheer strength. She fell to the ground and dropped the sword from the pain. The other spartan was still alive, he would have fought but instead stood and went to get treated, the wound was deep.
Nita looked up, a spartan stood over her, she hissed and went to kick it before its foot slamed into her skull. A grunt threw himself onto the spartan, more grunts came along "run ma'am, run!"
Nita stood and went back to the group, looking back to see the grunts on the ground, dead.