User:Ebon Shadowshot/Heretic: Darkest Before Dawn

Heretic: Darkest Before Dawn is a Short/long/novel-like (I havn't decided yet) Story created by Gruntijackal. It follows the tale of the Heretics from Halo 2 on a diffrent base that the Covenant doesn't know about. The Survivors of the Gas Mine incident are not included in this story so no Canon-Abuse can be wrote on this story as it doesn't affect the Halo Timelin/Story/Passage/Game.

Cast

 * Heretic Zealot, Refu' Kamme


 * 433 Sparky Cus


 * Minister of Exploration


 * Prophet of Reclimation (Before becoming prophet)


 * Heretic Survivor, Ku' ramme

Testing
''The Covenant- an evil force lead by Zealous leaders- are a race of true evil. Their leaders, the Prophets, are deluded creatures which act very mysteriouse. One Individual- The Minister of Exploration- is quite amazing. He is half reasonable and half considerable. However, their leader, the High Prophet of Truth, is Half Deluded and Half Something else...''

In the dark, deep vacuum of Space, floats another Heretic-Gas Mine. Next to the Heretic gasmine lies a Ship Construction Factory of the Heretics (SCFH). The Heretic faction stands outside of Threshold just like it's sister Gas Mine on the other side of the Planet. Deep within the Mine, lies the Heretic Zealot Leader, Refu' Kamme. The Heretic Faction on this Gas Mine, however, contains Heretic Hunters as they were deemed ' Unfit ' for service in it's sister mine.

"Heretic Log, October 2552, I watch over my workers in the mine. They seem happy but deep down I know they feel fear of the Covenant we once thought as 'Salvation'."

Refu paced his way across the room, with two scribe Grunts by his side,

"And yet, the Covenant hasn't descovered our holy sanctuary. We remain Isolated from the rest of the Heretic Faction. An Oracle bestowed upon us yesterday. He taught us of the 'True' purpose of the Halo Rings. Another Oracle-343 Guilty Spark- visited the sister gas mine and taught our brothers and sister of the true power and Nature of the Halo Array."

The Scribes followed Refu as he stepped across the top of the Gas Mine, were the cables held it in place. As he gazed out into the Dark opening behind his bulletproof, glass barrier. Refu Continued to his scribes,

"I Watch every night, staring into the abyss of space. Wondering why the Halo Array annhilates every single living thing in the Galaxy. The Oracle tells me I will learn 'In due time'. But time is not my problem. The Covenant is."

Refu found his bed next to the glass and went to sleep. The Scribes bow and head towards the dark, crafted elevator. As it creeks down, the Scribes keep hold of the readings of their master. The Elevator came to a sudden halt. The Grunts -sucking on their Methane with plessure- witnessed an Elite Editor awaiting scribes for the Log of Refu 'kmme. The Elite stared at the Grunts, "Ok, give me the readings. We will see the Master's true feelings."

The Grunts handed him their notes. The Elite was satcified, "This will provide the loyal, non-stop working public to apprieciate their master with true knowledge,"

The Grunts layed out their hands as the Elite handed them their nights rations. The Grunts left the room. Blowing out the Candle, Refu's heretic Ultra bodyguards stood in darkness, always by his side in life... and death.