Sunday, December 19, 2004

   i am tired...
John went from extreme soldier to a crazed titan in a split second. His mind was finally broken, stress accumulated over his entire life and it was finally pouring out, the frame of his existence was filled with burning rage, and inexhuastible endurance to kill. many years in the future, there was an event that occurred that still haunts the Spartan Program and Dr. Hasley. Sometime after the destruction of the first Halo, spartan 117 was no where to be found on the battlefield of the Covenant outpost in Athens, Greece. Spartan 117 had been sent into the outpost to plant a nuke, and retreat with caution. This is the story of the Master Chief's Breaking Point...

The hallways of waste underneath Athens were as silent as a beautiful Alaskan morning, a pindrop could be heard if dropped. John was moving silently and slowly down the undnerground mazes, safeguarding him from him being detected on Covenant machinery. The only sound of any soort was the sloshing of John's feet intruding through the surface of water. He looked down on his mtion sensor and saw half a dozen contacts, some large and medium sizes, doable. John halted at the site of a plasma sword melting the sewer vents, a mooment of silence and a silver elite dashed down through the vent and roared at the spartan. John was only amused to find the odds stacked against the elite with a high power rifle in his hand. BANG! parts of the supreme elite's brain spewed out on the floor behind him, purple blood everywhere. jhn heard the cries of many grunts, and the curses of similiar elites. Two silver elites quickly std oover their dead companions bdy and ignited their swords. Cussing in foreigns tongues, the elites charged. John again peered int the tunnel of death, except this time he saw no light. Unexpectedly, John didnt move from his position as they charged, he only shook and transformed his concious into a ballistic killing machine. God help those poor Covenant bastards. John knelt down and threw his hands threw conrete and metal, gripping the ground in asatounding pain. is body expanded and he screamed even louder. The elites were thrown back by the sudden violent motion of air, te chief sent a vortex of energy through the air, very hot energy. Covering their eyes in disbelief they had no choice but to observe the savage animal. Grunts annd jackals talked frantically in alien tngues when the air vents around the city area began emitting steam. Concrete acknowledged the Chief's pain and cracked under pressure.

No one ever knows what became of last spartan, but all ONI intelligence knows is that Athens and all its inhabitants were massacred in more brutal ways than imagined. Following investigations concluded that a entire Covenant armada was slaughtered without gunfire. And as for the Spartan, his infamous green armor plating is strewn across the city, perhaps because his body had expanded and contorted so much that it fell off or was torn off. Who knows? No sldier can withstand war forever, not forever....
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