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Progect: MYST by The Masta



Progect: MYST (Part 1)
Date: 1 June 2002, 1:16 am

While he was running up the open ramp of the Longsword fighter, the Master Chief was thinking out loud about the horrible creatures, the flood... and their mindless destruction. Cortana interrupts him:

"We're cutting it close"

Knowing that's very true, the Master Chief speeds up and climbs in the controls of the fighter.

"Here we go."

The roar of the ship shooting out into space, and leaving the Covenant, the Flood, and (most importantly) Halo, muffled any possible chat between the Chief and Cortana for a while. The Chief hands control of the Longsword over to Cortana so his mind can wander.

Thinking to himself: What a waste Halo was, All those lost lives, and the captain...

As if reading his mind, Cortana says: "We did all we could do, the captain would want it."

"We lost over 600 dependable marines." Before Cortana could say something, the MC answers himself, "And where are we going to get well-trained marines now that REACH is gone???"

"I don't know." Cortana replies.

"Did anyone else make it out?" asked the Chief.

"You saw it yourself, the ring blew up. There is no possible way anyone could have survived."

"I didn't ask your opinion, Cortana!!" yells the MC.

"Sorry, SCANNING -------------------- Just dust, and echoes."

"Damn."

He left it at that and removed his helmet.

6 light years away, on board of the Green Bush, Captain Eric Wallace is sleeping. Three seconds later he is rudely awaken.

'Sir!'

'What the hell ... Oh. What is it SOLDIER?!?'

'We've received an emergency transmission from our sister ship, The Outcast.'

Now fully awake, the Captain replies: 'Well, show me the damn video.'

'Ok, Sir.'

As they walk out into the mess hall, Peter Rogers, the soldier, flips a switch and a large screen comes out of the ceiling. He flips another and the tape begins to play.

Open Record View (#'s)
Sgt. Sam Young
>Play>

Young: 'Please, someone for god's sake HELP US!!!'

Sound of a metal door being banged in.

Young: 'Oh Shit! Please whoever gets this message come quick! Don't let us be turned into one of them!

The door gets ripped open, thousands of little squid like creatures come in. Young turns to the camera, 6-7 of the things are on his face.

Young: 'Oh God! It's over for me! Just get here and save my men!!!'

Some mutated creatures come through and grab Young. One smashes the camera, but audio is still on.

Young: (Fires a round into one) 'Holy Crap! God why do you punish me so?!?'

A piercing scream of pain and agony follows.

>Unexpected Halt X (WND/INCAP/KIA/#'s)
>End Record View (#'s)

Capt. Eric silently prays for Sam, his best friend. 'All right, lets get this damn show on the road. Trace that video and fly us to the hellhole. Move Move Move!'

In his cabin Lieutenant Christopher Keyes is getting ready for a battle. The SPECOPS Captain grabs a MA5B Assault Rifle, a combat knife, a sack of fragment grenades and a M90 Shotgun. He signed up for the military to hopefully find his father, Captain Jacob Keyes, who disappeared while on a mission to escape from Covenant forces. 'The Covenant', he speaks to himself, 'there has been no contact with them for a long time. It's as if they simply disappeared. Like my father...'

Cutting him off is 2nd in command of the SPECOPS, Julia Richards:

'Come on Chris,' she says, hefting her customized S2 AM Sniper Rifle, 'we got some killin' ta do.'

'Damn right.'

TO BE CONTINUED



Progect: MYST (Part 2)
Date: 1 June 2002, 3:36 pm

Back on the Longsword:

Hiding in the shadows of the ship was a pack of Spec Op Grunts. One of the Grunts could not wait any longer, so he attacked.

"Your destruction is the will of the gods and we are their instruments!!"

John grabs a shotgun and blows the shit out of the grunt.

"There has to be more. Cortana, scan this ship for Covenant life forms."

Hearing a scurry of feat in the dark of his ship John fires into it. Suddenly an explosion rocks the ship.

"What the hell was that?"

"I don't know. There seems to be nothing near us for at least 5 light years. Unless..." Cortana stops.

They both stare at the dead Grunt, there is a blue thing stuck to it.

"Holy CRAP!" MC yells, "there's plasma grenad-"

The chief is cut off by it exploding.

"These things are tearing the ship apart! We have to find somewhere to land and fast!"

Cortana: "Shifting shield energy to jump. 3.....2.......1"

"Look! There's a ship passing below us."

The chief grabs a thruster pack and bangs open the door, "Lets go!" and he jumps out.

"Ummph, Hey there's two of us in here you know!"

"Sorry Cortana. Let's open the hatch."

While Eric leads all the non- – SPECOPS as SPECOP backup, the SPECOPS have been split up into groups of two so they can enter from different directions and Chris and Julia have been paired up.

"I wonder if the rest of the group has found anything," Chris wonders out loud.

"I don't know an- Wait. What's that sound?"

"What sound?" He hears a slithering from beyond the door in front of them. "Oh, THAT sound."

Julia: "Funny, sounds just like those squid things in the video..."

Chris: "Well we got to open the door so, you back me up with that Sniper Rifle."

"Ok."

Chris raises his AR and moves toward the door. As soon as he opens it hundreds of infection forms jump out at him.

Chris: "Oh crap!" "The squid things!"

He falls backwards, shooting at the creatures.

"Julia, help me!"

But she is to busy watching the door.

Once Chris is finished with the infections, he gets up and yells at Julia.

"Why the hell didn't you help me? Those things killed Sam-"

She just points toward the door.

"Oh My God!" Chris screams like a little girl.

Sam the Flood Warrior: "I see you came here to protect my former squadmates. But, do you think they could hide from us? I already knew where they were!"

"What the hell are you?" Chris and Julia say in unison.

"Why, I am a flood warrior. A member of the highest I might add. My former life's advanced knowledge of military allowed me to be one of the most important. But sadly, a flood warrior or workers' life is short. 7 days, 34 minutes, and 6 seconds to be precise. And you will be one of us soon."

Hearing this, Julia instinctly fires her sniper at him. But, it goes straight through him!

"Silly, silly your weak sniper bullets go straight through us."

He has no time to finish, because Chris rips off his head.

"Yet again foiled by us, we do not need heads such as you," the decapitated Sam says.

"How can you speak, you have no head!"

"Why, I never actually SPOKE to you, I just mentally said it in your head."

Seemingly from nowhere a voice says "Shoot it in the gut with the Shotgun."

Just as Chris is pulling out his shotgun, Sam's mutated squad grab and hold them down.

"Too bad, I guess we will have to turn you into flood by force. I was hoping you would just give in."

"Then your obviously stupid!" spits Chris.

"Really? Well, let me tell you what being assimilated feels like. First, you feel intense burning; that feels like your skin peeling off then, it does. The second sensation is your neck snapping and the bones in your leg crunching. Then your skin rots off. That is why we live only short while, it is unfortunate. Now I will give you a choice, A: You surrender and we give you a quick transformation or B: You struggle and we give you a slow transformation."

All of the sudden something drops through the ceiling.

"How about C, they DON'T have a transformation!"

The Master Chief blows away all the flood with his M90.

"Need a hand?"

After they nod the chief pulls them out of the gooey mess.

Chris: "Jesus. The Master Chief. John. Spartan 117. In the flesh, I thought you were only a myth. Um Chief, is it true you knew my father?"

"Yes I knew him."

"Is he alive? What happened to him? Where is he now?"

John: "No. He was assimilated. The Truth and Reconciliation."

Disappointed, Chris asks no more.

TO BE CONTINUED





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