User:Lordofmonsterisland/Heralds of Chaos

A number of users from Halo Fanon and Halopedia find themselves mysteriously transported into an alternate reality, a real life version of Halo multiplayer. So begins the Chaos Tournament, where anything is allowed, and the only constants are death and pain. But questions abound: How did they get here? Who is the mysterious man that spoke to them and told them that they had to fight? Must they do this? Why did it happen? But, despite these questions, the rules are simple. Kill all, and achieve victory. The goal: to be the last man standing. The prize: Immortality. Alliances will be formed, rivalries rekindled, and betrayals carried out. Who will stand victorious, and who will lie in their own blood? No one will know until the end.


 * Future Candidates

Characters

 * Lordofmonsterisland "LOMI"
 * Gender: Male
 * Location: Battle Creek
 * Status: Alive
 * Weapons: Battle Rifle, two Magnums


 * SPARTAN-077 "077"
 * Gender: Male
 * Location: Leaving Rat Race
 * Status: Wounded
 * Weapons: Battle Rifle, SMG, M6G Pistol


 * SpecOps306 "SpecOps"
 * Gender: Male
 * Location: Relic
 * Status: Alive
 * Weapons: Battle Rifle


 * Grievous797 "Grievs"
 * Gender: Male
 * Location: Relic
 * Status: Unknown, possibly dead
 * Weapons: Plasma Rifle, Sniper Rifle


 * CommanderTony "CT"
 * Gender: Male
 * Location: Sandtrap
 * Status: Alive
 * Weapons: BR55HB SR Battle Rifle, M6C Magnum Sidearm, and M90A Shotgun


 * Sgt. Johnson "AJ"
 * Gender: Male
 * Location: High Ground
 * Status: Alive, cloned
 * Weapons: M7S SMG, BR-55HB SR


 * Subtank "Sub"
 * Gender: Female
 * Location: Gephyrophobia
 * Status: Alive
 * Weapons: Assault Rifle, SPARTAN Laser


 * Spartan 501 "501"
 * Gender: Male
 * Location: Just left Rat Race
 * Status: Alive
 * Weapons: Two M6G's


 * Angel54 "Angel"
 * Gender: Female
 * Location: Leaving Rat Race
 * Status: Alive
 * Weapons: Battle Rifle


 * Matt-256 "Matt"
 * Status: Dead
 * Cause of Death: Shot with a sniper round through the head by H3


 * Baccus78 "Baccus"
 * Gender: Male
 * Location: Relic
 * Status: Alive
 * Weapons: Carbine, two SMGs


 * Justanothergrunt "Grunty"
 * Gender: Male
 * Location: Avalanche
 * Status: Injured, unconscious
 * Weapons: M6D Pistol


 * Rotaretilbo "Rot"
 * Gender: Male
 * Location: Leaving High Ground
 * Status: Alive
 * Weapons: Assault Rifle


 * Ajax 013 "Ajax"
 * Gender: Male
 * Location: Battle Creek
 * Status: Alive
 * Weapons:


 * Dragonclaws "DC"
 * Gender: Male
 * Location: Avalanche
 * Status: Alive
 * Weapons: Unknown, Scorpion Tank


 * Simon rjh "Simon"
 * Gender: Male
 * Location: Unknown
 * Status:
 * Weapons:


 * Halo 3 "H3"
 * Gender: Male
 * Location: Gephyrophobia
 * Status: Alive
 * Weapons:


 * Delta-269 "Delta"
 * Gender: Male
 * Location: Gephyrophobia
 * Status: Alive
 * Weapons: BR55, SRS99D, M6D

Chapter 1: So it begins.....
LOMI slowly woke up. He'd stayed up to late the night before, and felt extremely groggy this morning. As he awoke, he realized that it must be cloudy, as there was no sun shining into his eyes. He then moaned, as he heard the TV playing much too loudly. uh, he thought, Mom must be up already. But as he rolled over, he fell out of bed onto a hard concrete floor. But wasn't that impossible? He hadn't fallen that far, and his bed was a good 6 feet off the ground, and it had rails on the side. He finally opened his eyes and found himself in a room he'd never seen before in his life. It was small, the walls and floor made of concrete with a door on one wall near the corner. There was a footlocker in another corner and the cot he'd just fallen off of. He looked at himself, and found himself to be dressed in a Marine's uniform. More surprising was the fact that he looked much more in shape than he'd ever been, and also seemed a little taller. As he looked around once again, he noticed that the footlocker had his name on it. He went over to it, and opened it to find a helmet, a Magnum Pistol, and a Battle Rifle. These look like they're from Halo, he thought, But how....?. A loud noise outside the door made him stop thinking. He grabbed the guns, holstered the pistol, placed the helmet on his head and walked over to the door. Slowly, he opened it and found himself in a good-sized hall, more doors on both side. One end dead-ended into a wall, while the other was an opening into a large room. LOMI moved that way, and soon came into the room. He then realized that the noise earlier hadn't been a TV, or anything like that. In the room, he saw a group of people, all in marine uniforms. The noises had come from them. There were more than a dozen, possibly fifteen, and all were sitting around, just talking. LOMI walked closer, and as he did, they all looked up at him. "What's going on?", LOMI asked, "And who are all of you?" One of them looked up at LOMI. "First off, who are you?" He was the same height as LOMI, but obviously stronger physically. His hair was short and brown, and his face seemed to have a hard feel to it. His voice had an English accent to it, yet hinted ever so slightly at Scottish. Overall, a rather imposing person. LOMI thought for a minute, but seemed to run into a mental block. No matter how hard he tried, the only name that came to mind was LOMI. "You can't remember your real name, can you?", the Marine said, "None of us can. But go ahead and tell us your username. We'll know it." "I'm Lordofmonsterisland", he said. At this, all the others nodded and said hello and such. "I don't get it", said LOMI, "I don't even know you guys." "Yes you do", said the Marine, apparently something of a leader, "You know us from the internet. I'm Ajax." "You're..... Ajax", said LOMI, almost in an asking fashion, "And what about all of you?" The others said who they were, and LOMI soon found them all to be people he knew. SPARTAN-077 "077", SpecOps306 "SpecOps", Grievous797 "Grievs", CommanderTony "CT", Sgt. Johnson "AJ", Subtank "Sub", Spartan 501 "501", Angel54 "Angel", Matt-256 "Matt", Baccus78 "Baccus", Rotaretilbo "Rot", Justanothergrunt "Grunty", Dragonclaws "DC", Simonrjh "Simon", Halo 3 "H3", Delta-269 "Delta", and, of course, Ajax 013 "Ajax" and himself. "So, why are we here?", LOMI asked, "Or for that matter, what is here?" "Here is what I want it to be", said a loud voice from behind LOMI. Everyone looked in that direction to see a large disc projecting what looked like a bust of a figure. All that could be seen was the figure's shoulders and up. This figure was wearing a cloak, the hood of which covered the upper half of his head, not unlike Palpatine from Star Wars. "Who are you?", asked CommanderTony "You may call me the Overseer", said the figure, "I am the one who brought you here for this glorious contest." "Contest?", said Sgt. Johnson, "What do you mean contest?" "You were brought here for a purpose. This is the Chaos Tournament. You were chosen for your knowledge of Halo. This entire thing is based on Halo multiplayer. Outside this complex is a vast network of terrain.... upon this, you will battle to achieve victory over your foes." "Why would we do that?", asked Grievous797 "Because if you don't, you'll die anyways. True, you could all just sit here and do nothing, but you would all be killed at the end of the tournament's timeframe. And if you are the last man standing, you will receive the ultimate prize: immortality." "How can we fight in this?", asked SpecOps, "Our real bodies can't handle what's done in Halo multiplayer. Heck, I probably couldn't pick up a Rocket Launcher." "Because in case you haven't noticed, you're not exactly in your bodies. Those bodies are yours, yes, but they have been enhanced. You can run faster than before, jump higher, lifter heavier things, etc. In short, you are improved, super-humans." The others looked around, and one could almost see their brains begin to work with the understanding that they were better, and that the prize was immortality. Slowly, weapons were raised at each other, more defensively than anything else. "Go ahead and shoot", said the Overseer, "You can't die here. The game has yet to begin. But, we have delayed it too long. Let the Chaos Tournament begin! May the strongest survive!" Bright lights surrounded all the contestants, and within a few seconds, they had disappeared. They would end up who knows where in the battlefield, their chances of survival hinging on their mind and their will to survive. Who would come out victorious was known to none, not even the Overseer. But the real question was, would this pointless battle even be worth it?

Chapter 2: You can run, but can you hide?
LOMI opened his eyes and slowly got up off the ground. His mind was fuzzy, but he guessed that the Overseer must have teleported everyone away. He shook his head and got his vision straight, only to be surprised once again by another Halo-esque sight. He was standing in what looked liked Coagulation. LOMI pulled his Battle Rifle from his back and walked towards the nearby base. He entered through the bottom, being extra careful, but realized quickly that there was no one else in the base. He picked up the few frag grenades laying on the floor, then took the grav lift up. Uh, makes me sick, he thought as he rode it up, feeling like his stomach went up into his neck. He picked up another pistol and holstered it on his other thigh, then noticed something new that he'd never seen before. In the wall was a door, with a field of red energy flowing from one to the other in the middle. It was obviously a teleporter, the kind from Halo 1, but it was a different color than those ones. LOMI looked at it, his curiosity rising. Where did it go? Did it lead to something that could give him an edge in this battle? But what if it was really a death trap? For several minutes, questions and thoughts fought over LOMI's decision, but his curiosity soon won out. Slowly, he edged towards it. He reached his hand out, then pulled it back before it entered the doorway. He checked his weapons to make sure they were loaded and secure, trying to find a way to stall and convince himself against going into it. But it didn't work, and he finally just closed his eyes and charged into it. He opened his eyes as he heard gunfire and felt running water. He looked around to find himself in the river in Battle Creek, in one of the small caves, the doorway behind him and another across the canyon in the other cave. LOMI kept down and watched as he saw Grunty shooting at Ajax. Ajax dodged the shots as did Grunty, but Grunty's bullets came closer fewer times. A stray bullet glanced across Grunty's cheek, cutting it and letting blood begin to run down it. LOMI contemplated what he should do; should he stay hidden? Should he help Grunty? Should he help Ajax? Should he kill them both? LOMI struggled with the decision until one of Ajax's bullets hit Grunty's arm. Grunty was forced to drop his weapon, and the pain took him to the ground. He clutched his arm, and LOMI could see the blood oozing out. Abuse, war, fights; such things had always roused LOMI's anger when they were real, sometimes even when they weren't. And seeing Grunty hurt by Ajax infuriated LOMI; it was more than enough to force him into action. LOMI moved forward quickly as Ajax pointed his gun at Grunty. "I'm sorry", LOMI heard Ajax say, "But I've gotta do this". LOMI's thoughts echoed this exactly. LOMI aimed at Ajax, and fired.

CommanderTony looked across the barren landscape that he knew as Sandtrap. It seemed empty, devoid of life. Only the wind was there, howling through the ruins and making small dust devils. But in such a desolate place, even the wind and dust devils seemed threatening. CT looked to his right to see the Elephant. He thought about taking it for a minute, using it to make sure he had an easily defended location. But he quickly changed his mind, as he'd likely be trapped inside if anything happened. So he walked on, moving into the ruins. He was extremely cautious, careful to pay attention to everything around him. He may have been good at playing Halo, but it was a game, and the bullets didn't kill very quickly. But this wasn't a game, and he couldn't take the chance of getting hit. CT rolled backwards as the nearby stone corner of the ruins exploded as a sniper bullet hit it. Making sure he hadn't been hit, CT quickly pulled the Battle Rifle from his back and carefully looked around the corner. In the distance, trying to hide behind the top of a sand dune, was a sniper, who then proceeded to try and fire on CT once again. CT rolled forward this time, dodging the shot and firing one of his own before hiding behind another part of the ruins. Delta-269 reloaded, and took aim once more. He missed, again, but saw that CT had moved behind more of the ruins. Sniping would now be of no use, but even worse was the fact that CT knew he was there now. But Delta had to dodge quickly as someone opened fire on him with a Magnum. He rolled to the side, heading down the hill, and fired a few parting shots from his Battle Rifle at his attacker. Halo 3, "H3" for short, dodged the attack and followed Delta down into the ruins. He searched through them, finally seeing sliver of a figure moved behind another part of the ruins. He moved towards it, only to run into a portal. Knowing his foe must have gone through it, he entered, and chased after Delta.

Baccus and Matt walked along the shore of Relic, watching for any form of activity. They had been there for ten minutes, more than half spent hiding behind the Albatross. Everything seemed quiet...... perhaps, too quiet. A plasma rifle shot from behind them alerted them to someone's presence. They turned around and fired on the attacker, only for Matt to watch as a sniper bullet came straight for him. Baccus watched his brother fall to the ground, a hole straight through his head, his brains gushing out the back. "NOOOO!!!!!", shouted Baccus. He faced the attacker and fired rapidly, yet with great accuracy, and charged the figure at the same time. Grievs jumped behind the nearby rock and thought about what to do. He didn't think for too long as a grenade bounced around the corner and sat there. Quickly Grievs jumped into the teleported and was placed straight into the base. Making sure he kept what was in his stomach actually in his stomach, Grievs moved out and up onto the structure, heading for the front to gain the high ground. But as he went, a Battle Rifle burst tore through his stomach, and he fell off the side of the structure. Near the shore, behind a rock, SpecOps306 smiled.

Chapter 3: The Living Die and the Dead Live
SPARTAN-077 peaked carefully around the corner of Rat Race, being careful to make sure that there was no one to shoot at him. He walked up the hall, keeping his Assault Rifle raised the entire time. But as he rounded the next corner, he heard gun fire, and he looked only to see Angel54 and Spartan 501 fighting each other. As 501 knocked Angel to the floor, 077 ran over and tackled 501, pinning him on the ground. "Can't we just stop this stupid fighting?", asked 077, "If we work together, maybe we can get out of this contest without getting killed" 501 didn't answer for a while, but finally he nodded his head and grunted. 077 got off of him, and reached his hand down to help him up; but as 501 grabbed it, he pulled 077 down and knocked his knee into his face. As 077 fell to the ground, Angel began wildly firing at 501, but he ran off into the distance, turning down into the tunnel, and exiting through a new, red teleporter. Angel nearly followed, but turned around and checked 077, picking him up and dragging him behind as she followed 501.

Grunty stumbled backwards through the teleporter, firing a few parting shots at Ajax as he saw LOMI tackled him, but half of them hit the wall behind the teleporter as he came through. Laying there, with the wound in his arm oozing out blood, he realized that it was cold. Very cold. He could see his breath coming out in small clouds. Slowly, Grunty picked himself up and looked around. Avalanche. Or was it Sidewinder? He looked around at the base. No, definitely Avalanche, he thought as he noticed the definite lack of the ladders and such. Grunty stood up, and tried to take a step forward, but stepped on a patch of snow. With his balance still weak, he slipped on the snow and stumbled backwards, falling out the open ledge, crashing into the cover over the doorway below, and then rolling onto the ground. He lay there, not moving a muscle, not making a sound; no one would've been able to tell if he was dead or alive. But even if he was alive, he probably wouldn't be for long, because just then, a roaring, rumbling sound was heard, and down the valley came Dragonclaws in a Scorpion tank.

AJ hid behind a rock on the beach of High Ground, watching for any sign of movement. Slowly, he moved up the beach, keeping a constant watch out for others. AJ stopped for a moment, thinking he heard something, but when nothing appeared, he moved on, the gate drawing ever closer. AJ felt a surge of pain go into his leg as a bullet shot through it, just one of many in a rain of bullets. Turning and firing his Assault Rifle at his assailant, AJ saw it to be Rot. AJ rolled behind the nearby rock, the gate merely a few yards away. Firing a few bursts from his Battle Rifle, AJ took the Portable Grav Lift from his back and make a break for the gate, throwing the Grav Lift ahead of him. But Rot was smart, and he threw a Plasma Grenade at the Grav Lift, causing it to stick. AJ didn't see it until too late, and the grenade exploded in his way as he landed on the Grav Lift. Rot walked off to the cavern entrance to the base, quite content that AJ was dead and that he could move on to the next foe....... of course, the Overseer had other plans....... AJ's body had continued to float in the grav lift, the anti-grav beams tearing apart the near dead body. So the Overseer changed the rules of the game. The pieces of the body that ripped off began to grow larger, changing shape as they did, while AJ himself fell off the grav lift and his body began to piece itself together. Soon, at least three dozen AJ's stood there at the gate of High Ground, the original in the lead. "This is going to be fun", said the Overseer.

Chapter 4:
LOMI crashed into Ajax as Grunty stumbled backwards into the teleporter, making Ajax's shots go wide and knocking the two of them to the ground in a tangled mess. It looked like the two opponents were even, but soon enough it was shown that Ajax was the mightier. Throwing punches and reaching for each others throats, they rolled all over the ground, down into the river soon enough, where Ajax attempted to choke LOMI, and LOMI's world began to go black. But, LOMI wasn't through just yet. Managing to get Ajax off of him just enough to move his leg, he kneed him in the stomach, and tried to get away. He wasn't quick enough however, as Ajax grabbed him and picked him up, spinning him over his head before he threw him into the wall of the canyon. LOMI's world swirled, but he managed to see Ajax coming and roll out of the way before he crushed his head. Seeing the teleporter he'd entered through nearby, he held still just long enough for Ajax to close in, then kicked him in the knee and made a break for the portal. LOMI jumped through, grabbing his dropped Magnums, but Ajax was quick to follow. Neither one could have known however that the teleporters never went to the same place twice. But, it didn't matter; all that mattered was this battle they were in. So, Ajax stumbled forward, out of the teleporter and into a mind job setting, a maze among mazes, the worst place to hunt someone in......... Chiron TL-34.

Subtank looked around the end of one of the concrete blocks on Gephyrophobia's upper level bridge. So far, no foes. Walking forward, her Assault Rifle ever ready, she suddenly heard fire and ducked as a stray shot flew past her head. Carefully crawling towards the end of the bridge, she saw her foes: Delta-269 ran at full speed as H3 shot after him. Pulling out a SPARTAN Laser, Subtank aimed at H3 and charged it..... and charged.... just a little more, thought Sub..... But that never came, as H3 noticed the bright red light and changed direction, firing a sniper shot at Subs instead. Subs rolled, dodging the shot, but Delta took advantage of this and shot at H3 with his Battle Rifle. Hit, H3 fell off the perch, but Delta was fired on by Subby near immediately after; the blast from the SPARTAN Laser cut through his right arm. Screaming momentarily in extreme pain, his arm hanging half off his body, H3 quickly put two rounds through Delta's stomach, and he fell to the ground. H3 quickly rolled to the side as a blast from Sub's SPARTAN Laser flew by his head. Jumping down from his sniper perch, he ran as fast he could to the nearest cover, trying to move in closer to Subtank. Aiming, he saw her head, and prepared to fire..... Crash! Right as H3 was about to shoot, the teleporter immediately behind him glowed brightly and Spartan 501 tumbled out of the teleporter and right into H3's back. As Subtank watched, she quickly placed her SPARTAN Laser on her back, switched it for her

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