Wassup!Um...Yeah haha... I'm back and I've got some crazy shit to tell. I hope I can get 3 more chapters on b4 i have to go back to school for 5 weeks then easter then 5 more weeks then summer then I might finish up the story and revise it along with finishing my site and I've been working hard on a special surprise for ppl who care. The Grunt That Killed The Demon the animation series. Me and my friend and my bro wanted to do this so we will be making each episode 5 minutes long. This will be done over the summer and we hope to have all supposed 15 episodes done by then. More information will be given on the show on my forum like stuff to be done and whatnot. Also I'm working on an original and exaggerated story of my time in my school you can check out on fictionpress under comedy I'm calling it "Anarchy" don't be surprised if you have no idea what any of the stuff in it means I'll try to explain :P... Now for what you probably skipped this to see. The grunt that killed the demon Chapter 15...

The Disclaimer:We don't own Anything affiliated with Microsoft or Bungie, but ryan and danny are ours!MWAHAHA...

NOTE: I haven't typed or been in contact with this story for awhile so if it seems choppy at first please understand that being out of contact with technology does things to a technologically dependent person...

Ryan and Danny drifted toward a reddish pink planet that orbited Beta Centari. Ryan had never heard of the system and didn't care for he had one thing on his mind, and that was to build his army of monstocities. Ryan set a course to land on the planet and held on to a rail as the ship rattled violently as it entered the planets atmosphere.

Danny ran in the control room.

"Whoa why are we going to enter the atmosphere in the main ship, why not use the drop ships?" asked Danny.

"Because dropships can't haul 40 ton reptiles into space." said Ryan.

Danny gave Ryan a crazy look.

"Is that why we're here?" asked Danny.

"Yea." said Ryan.

Danny stared at him.

"Cool!" said Danny as he ran off to gather the grunts.

The ship kicked up dust as did the other ships given to Ryan and Danny as they landed on the soft red soil. Ryan went down to a cargo room and opened a door and stepped out onto the planet. Danny followed and led a battalion of grunts out the door. Ryan looked around at the surroundings. It was desolent and dry and seemed to be completely void of any life at all.

Ryan turned around and looked at the grunts.

"Ok...Why don't I see any-" Ryan was interrupted by an earsplitting roar off in the distance.

Ryan smiled and drew his weapon. He had brought a carbine specially modified to fire like an automatic , but with far more ammo and power. He had been modifying all the weapons in the ship on the trip to the planet and went a little crazy with it. He had modified a chaingun to fire shotgun shells at an even faster rate than a normal chaingun. He had done this to ten of the warthogs he had found on the captured ships when he docked them on the trip. Ryan got on a ghost and opened the throttle. He took off toward the sound along with the grunts and Danny.

Ryan saw the beast and his eyes widened. He looked at a group of grunts riding ghosts.

"Get bigger restraints!" shouted Ryan.

He fired at the beast and it turned toward him and roared.

Meanwhile...(Hope I didn't mess up on that...)

Zamamee stared at the grunt being dragged in the water for about 2 hours now. It took it only 30 minutes to learn how to ski in its feet and it seemed to have fallen asleep while skiing. Zamamee looked up at the sky and wondered if the prophets were even still alive. He shook the idea. They had to be. They were in a pod and not even the strongest of acids could penetrate the metallic casing. Not only that, but if the prophets did die he would be killed for failure to protect them and he wasn't ready to die just yet.

He stared at the grunt who had now woken up and was looking at something in the water. Zamamee wondered what it was that he could be moving at that was moving as fast as he the grunt was.

Then Zamamee saw a dark figure getting bigger in the water. Zamamee jumped up and pulled the grunt up just as the same monster who had eaten the prophets tried to eat the grunt. The grunt fainted and Zamamee threw him aside as he pulled him up.

Zamamee shouted for the order to drop the nets and the jackels obeyed. A net was dropped on the monster as it stopped and started to try to break free of the binds. Zamamee gave the order to hoist the monster up into a cargo bay that had been cleared. The monster squirmed violently as the special laser net held it in place. Zamamee went down to the cargo bay and waited as the monster was set down on the floor and restrained to the ground. Restraints held its limbs and tail and body and neck down as Zamamee approached the beast. He stopped at about ten feet from the giant monster and stared.

"Great beast! I give you a choice! Either let our leaders free or..." Zamamee hadn't thought of how he was going to retrieve the prophets from the beast after he captured it. Or even if the beast understood what he was saying.

He turned to a grunt and had an idea.

"You. Go and retrieve the prophets." said Zamamee athorativly.

The grunt looked at Zamamee then at the beast then back at Zamamee like he was crazy.

"Go? In there?" asked the grunt nervously.

"Yes." said Zamamee as if it was no problem.

THe grunt turned toward the monster and gulped. He approached the beasts mouth and stared at its large teeth. Its mouth was closed shut.

The grunt turned toward Zamamee.

"Mouth shut. Can't get in. Oh well." said the grunt nervously as he ran off and hid.

Zamamee thought for a moment. Even though he was mad that the grunt wouldn't do as he was told he had a point. The monster didn't seem willing to open up and if he killed it, it would make their ship smell like shit. He thought, then had an idea.

He would force its mouth open and put a rescue team together to get the prophets back. He went to an intercom.

Meanwhile...(Zamamee and his..plans...)

Yayap ran at the Demon and John ran Yayap in rage and determination. Time was slow as John punched Yayap in the gut and sent him flying ten feet in the air. John winced as multiple plasma blasts hit him in the sides. Yayap got up after falling and ran at John hitting him in the balls hard enough to break the shield and do physical damage through the hard metallic armor. John doubled over and Yayap jumped and kicked John in the faceplate but was hit by a bullet. Marines were now fighting the covenant surrounding them and they were very equally matched. Yayap stopped and was picked up by the demon. John threw Yayap at a building and Yayap flew through the wall. John watched as the dust cleared and leapt out of the way as plasma blasts wizzed toward him. Yayap shot at the Demon with his modified gun given to him by Zamamee. Explosions surrounded the Demon and Yayap kept firing. The fight around them had moved farther out because of the damage caused by the explosions. John dodged as best he could and threw a grenade at the grunt and made a hit as the grunt flew back. John saw a plasma blade on the ground and picked it up and activated it. Yayap got up and saw the Demon coming at him with a plasma sword. Yayap knew this would happen. He had told Zamamee this and in secret he had made him a special sword with dual blades at the ends of a pole. Yayap grabbed the weapon and activated it and ran toward the Demon. Sparks flew as the swords collided and recollided as the clashed swords violently. Yayap spun his blades and cut the Demons armor. John winced and backed off. He then lunged at Yayap and sliced a piece of his breast armor off. Yayap ignored the heat from the cut and fought on violently slashing at the Demon completely forgetting that what he was doing was completely the opposite of what he would have done if he had ben who he used to be. Yayap noticed he had come a long way in just afew weeks and knew it now that he was fighting his greatest fear. John wanted to slice the grunts legs and arms off and torture it and keep it alive and in the most pain possible, but he hated it so much he couldn't stop slicing and slicing at the grunt. Yayap and the Demon collided swords and struggled to overpower each other. Yayap's eyes had fire in them.

"You will die human and so will this planet and all your pathetic species!" said Yayap.

John pushed harder at Yayap's modified sword.

"You will never kill me again, you got lucky last time and today it's over. Even if you did kill me the others would kill you!" said John.

A stray plasma bomb landed beside them and knocked the weapons out of their hands and threw them far into a building.

Yayap and John got up and Yayap drew his weapon first. John dodged the plasma as he pulled out a shotgun and fired at Yayap. the impact threw Yayap flying and John walked over to Yayap and stuck the barrel of the shotgun in Yayap's mouth. Yayap froze and stared at the Demon. He cursed in his mind for being so stupid as to think he could kill what millions of others couldn't. The Demon knocked Yayap out and everything around him went black. He dreamed of home.

Meanwhile...(hehe...)

Johnson and his marines arrived soon at New Jersey to find the place in complete and utter chaos. it seemed as if every force on Earth was battling in and out of the city. Plasma and shells and explosions riddled the air as millions of Covenant and Humans swarmed every inch of the ground. Johnson stared at the sight and the marines wondered if going in the mess was even a good idea. Johnson turned to his men.

"Men it seems we won't be fighting in this battle because it looks like everything vacant. Instead let's help our own men out from here." said Johnson.

"How are we going to do that?" asked a marine.

"Shit I was hoping you would have an idea." said Johnson.

They thought for a moment.

"Oh hell, let's just fight." said Johnson.

Johnson hit the gas on the jeep and zoomed toward the battle.

"FOR EARTH!"shouted Johnson.

The marines followed shouting. Off in the distance a tree stood. A purple light appeared and the tree was sucked into void.

Meanwhile...

It looked like a dragon. It was 75 feet tall, scaly, and spiky, but it spit acid. Ryan found that detail to be a large problem as the monster melted his ghost. Danny drove by him with a modified turret. He let loose on the thing and unloaded shell after shell of bullets into the beast. The beast roared as it sprayed acid at Danny. Ryan ran for cover behind a rock and loaded a rocket launcher. He fire a shell into the beasts face and it roared loudly at Ryan. Ryan got out of the way as acid melted the rock away. He spoke into his com.

"Have you found any restraints yet?" asked Ryan as he ran.

"No, but we found a very potent drug." said a grunt over the com.

"THEN FUCKING USE IT!" shouted Ryan.

It wasn't long before a missile was launched at the beast. The missile hit and the beast stopped and fell over unconscious.

"That was fast acting."said Ryan.

"Ok bring this one to the cargo bay and-" suddenly more of the beasts arrived.

"Um Ryan..." said Danny over the com.

"Yes I see it I'm glad too." said Ryan.

"Are you fucking insane? Why!" shouted Danny.

"Because I found my army" said Ryan as he watched over a thousand monsters come over the horizon.

He didn't care why they were coming, maby it had something to do with the ships, but it was a lucky break. Ryan smiled and found a new Ghost. He rode off.

Meanwhile...

Zamamee couldn't find a team to even go near the beast. He decided that he wasn't going near it either. Then he had another idea. He would hang it upside down and induce vomiting. He slapped himself for not thinking of the idea before. He attached an antigrav restraint to the monsters fin-like tail and had an anti grav crane hoist it up. Soon enough the monster was hanging upside down.

Zamamee sat down and waited.

The monster roared at him in anger. Zamamee looked back and grunted.

"This your own fault you beast, you should have never eaten what is most important to us." said Zamamee.

The beast growled at him.

Zamamee pulled out a book he had found in what a human calls a library. It was titled "Advanced Seafood Cookbook".

"Give me back what you ate and I'll let you go easy." said Zamamee.

The monster growled at him. It seemed to understand, but didn't want to give Zamamee what he demanded. Zamamee opened the book to page one.

"4 Course Seafood meals for things you might never find in the ocean"

Zamamee stared at the title and wondered if the person who wrote this book was very serious about his occupation. He looked on through the contents of the page and found reference to "sea beasts" on page 57. He found the page and looked at the beast.

"Last chance...Give me the prophets or receive the punishment." said Zamamee as he stood up and started to walk around the beast.

The beast looked at Zamamee and roared in his face.

"Very well... Ahem... Sea Monster Soup..." Zamamee stopped and wondered what the hell the writer of this book was thinking. Also what the writer of the story he was in was thinking. He turned away for a moment and looked up.

"This isn't exactly a good scene neither is it funny!" shouted Zamamee.

"Deal with it your part gets better later on I promise." said the writer as he wrote the sentence that he just wrote...

Zamamee shrugged and continued on reading.

"First get a sea monster... Then get a very large knife and cut open the belly and gut that sucker until he's as clean as Martha Stewarts kitchen. Then drain all the liquids and be sure to really squeeze this stuff out. Now when that's done chop off the head and throw it away because you won't be needing it when your chopping the sea beasts lifeless body up and using the fluids to soak it in for flavor and-" Zamamee stopped. The monster seemed to be turning green. Zamamee smiled.

"Oh yes and let's not forget about having to...(He whispered something to the beast.)"

The monster hurled everything he had in him. The pod, the fish, water, and other stuff Zamamee couldn't and never wanted to describe.

Zamamee wanted to hurl at the smell that the goop emitted, but was too happy to see that the prophets were safe.

Zamamee had the anti grav crane drop the beast back in the ocean and he watched as it swam away fast.

"Next time I'll tell you how to make my special gumbo!" shouted Zamamee.

The monster roared and swam faster. Zamamee turned around satisfied. He ran over to the pod and opened it. He saw Truth, Mercy, and Regret all playing a sort of game. Truth looked up at him.

"Oh, hello... You want to join in? But be warned. Regret is on a dangerous lucky streak." said Truth.

Zamamee looked at them like they were crazy, but then again allot of crazy shit had happened. He shrugged and helped them out of the pod after playing a long game of poker.

Shit I hope that came out good... Anyway yea I've been away from my story and I have been writing and trying to keep up, but some stuff gets lost and by the time I get back I have to recollect my position in the story. Anyway I hope this chapter came out good and the next one will be awesome. Thanks for your support and keep up with the R&R!