Halo 2: Judgment Day Prolouge and Chapter 1
Posted By: Mibu Wolf<kbg3@optonline.net>
Date: 29 February 2004, 6:20 PM
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Prolouge
0000 Hours March 09, 2525 (Military Calendar)/
Epsilion Erandi System, Office of Naval Intelligence
Medical Facility, in orbit around Planet Reach
Commander William McCaluin Walked the deck of the Medical Facility. He had been Selected by a Dr. Katherine Halsey to aid her in Overseing a fairly important stage in the SPARTAN-II Project, the Augumentation Process..
William's Light Brown Hair was Short and Messy unlike the other people in the Military's whose were short and Shaved. His Warm Emerald Eyes were in Almound shaped Eye Sockets. He wsn't that tall or that Short, Heavy nor Slim.
William was a usualy a nice man, Fair yet sometimes Strict. But this was one of the rare times he showed anger.
Only 24 hours ago he had learned the truth about a certian Soldier underoing the Augumentation, 013-Rebecca.
William went into the room marked 013. Inside, a girl of 13 layed, attached to several Machines. The girl had the same Light Brown Hair that William himself did. Her eyes were a deep Blue. Her face was pale and her life was leaving her.
William pulled up a Seat at her bed side and heald her hand. "S..ir?" she asked and went for a Salute, but William Stopped her.
"Oh Rebecca..." he said tears coming to his eyes.."What have they done? I'm so sorry I hadn't realized it earlier." He said.
"Realized What Sir?" Rebecca asked.
"Take a good look at me and remember..." William Replied. It took Rebecca a few minutes before she recognized it...
"D...daddy?" Rebecca said, tears falling from her eyes. 'Look what I've done, I made my little girl cry and I also Commited her to a death at 13 under my own nose!' William thought.
The IV went flat...
William got up and walked out the door, he couldn't bare to look. Her daughter had "Washed out" and they'd all pay. Dr. Halsey, CPO Mendez, ONI, they would all pay...
'As long as my Daughter's Smile is Engraved in my mind, I won't die. Not until they pay. They will all Pay...'
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Chapter 1
1134 hours, September 15, 2552 (revised Date,
Military Calendar)Aboard UNSC Vessel Gettysburg,
en route to Sol System
"Murder! Sham! Usuper!"
These three words continued to pry their way into the Master Chief, a.k.a John-117 to a few, and a.k.a Cyborg, to the Covenant. He was floating in a Void of Nothingness, hering the same voice repeat these words. He then felt a light tap on his shouldar.
In the real world, Linda, a.k.a Spartan-054 was shaking his shouldar. The Chief had been twitching and mumbling in his seat at the bridge of the Gettysburg Fred had been reclining in the seat at Ops, his feat positioned right on the Controls, and Will and Sergant Johnson were in the galley trying to whip up some grub.
"Mmmmm...What?" the Master Chief asked as he woke. "You were tossing and turning in your sleep sir." Linda said. "Oh. Where are we?" John asked. "The edge of the Sol System." an oh-so-familiar voice said. After the voice, the holographic image of Cortana appeared at the Control Console.
John took a good look at the View Point and saw, the Smallest Planet in the Sol System which was on it's edge, Pluto, It's one moon on the far end of it.
"How long until we get to Earth Cortana?" Master Chief asked. "Estimating...Aproximatley 12 Hours and 24 Minutes." She replied. John looked at Fred. "Hey, no Sleeping now Soldier." John said. "Just Resting my eyes Sir." Fred replied as he removed his boots from the Console...
1110 hours, September 15, 2552 (Military Calender)
ONI headquaters, New York City, United States of America, Earth
"I see. Are you sure this was the Gettysburg?" Commodre William McCallin asked Sergent Lykin. "Absolutly sir. One of our remaining Probes on the edge of the Epsilion Erandi System." Sergent Lymin said as the Commodre looked at Survaliance Photos. "From what we've been able to gather, it appears the Gettysburg was....attached...to a Covenant FlagShip just before it took off into SlipStream.
"Leave" McCalin said. The Sergant Saluted and left. McCalin had changed in the last 33 years. His Light brown hair was now a Pale Brown, his normal Emerald Eyes had turned a Cold Mint Color. He had now had to wear Contact Lenses for he was now Near-Sighted. He was in his 60's but had the Build of a well Healthy 30 year old.
'This had to be...Spartan-117.' McCaulin thought. "You can stop hiding now." he said to the darkness of his Office.
A figure apeared out of the Shadows. He was very all and had long Black hair. He wore a Brown Rain Coat which was tied and his skin was as pale as a ghost. "It appears some of our 'old friends' are not dead after all." the man said. "You must just do what is required of yourself." McCalin said as he got up. He turned and looked out the Window at the City in the early Morning. "That is no Problem." the man said. "These people have no Idea, especialy the Spartans, that the Chaos they've gone through is just Phase 1." McCalin said as he chuckled...
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