User:Spartan 148 Sera

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About me
I'm Spartan 148 Sera. Also known as Freelancer Agent Connecticut (Recovery 148).

I was just 10 when I started to play Halo. Sure, it quite confusing at first, but when I got used to it, I totally loved it! It was awesome!

If I wanted a killer, hardcore game, I'm looking at it!! >:)

I love Halo for 3 reasons: the beautiful Music, the awesome Storyline and the hard-hitting Action!

Although I've never played Halo with friends before, I believe that I'm good. After all, girls are good that boy games to,right? ;)

I'm currently writing a story based on Halo 2. Just like Halo 1 and Halo:The Flood. I hope you guys take a moment to look at it. (Mainly because nobody has looked at it yet)

I'm also a fan of Red vs Blue

Youtube
My account is MusicalSeraphina. In this account,I post WWE (World Wrestling Entertainment) Theme Songs.I also upload Halo Videos for fun.

Halo 1
Profile Name:Spartan 148

-Easy,Normal,Heroic,Legendary
 * Pillar of Autumn

-Easy,Normal,Heroic
 * Halo

-Easy,Normal,Heroic
 * The Truth and Reconciliation

-Easy,Normal,Heroic,Lengendary
 * The Silent Cartographer

-Easy,Normal,Heroic,Legendary
 * Assault on the Control Room

-Easy,Normal
 * 343 Guilty Spark

-Easy,Normal
 * The Library

-Easy,Normal,Heroic
 * Two Betrayals

-Easy
 * Keyes

Easy/Normal

 * Spartan 148 Sera
 * Raven Van Dam
 * AshLynTodd
 * Ultra Elite Sera
 * ExtremeMusic148
 * Snake of Light
 * Prophet of Hope
 * Senior Chief 148
 * Marathon Spartan
 * ThunderStrom

Heroic/Legendary

 * Dark Sangheili (Currently Playing)
 * Recovery 148 (Not attend to....yet...)
 * Delta 148 (Not attend to....yet...)

Halo 1

 * Pillar of Autumn
 * Halo
 * The Truth and Reconciliation
 * The Silent Cartographer
 * Assault on the Control Room (My ALL - TIME FAVOURITE)

Halo 2

 * Outskirts
 * Metropolis
 * The Arbiter
 * Sacred Icon(I used to hate this level!!)
 * Delta Halo
 * Regret
 * Uprising
 * The Great Journey

Halo 1

 * I shot 2 Grunts with just one shot from a Sniper Rifle.
 * I threw a frag grenade at a bunch of Grunts and the blast caused 4 more plasma grenades to explode.
 * I killed a Hunter...face to face. (With only one bar of my vital signs left)

Halo 2

 * I destroyed all the Banshees in The Great Journey with my Banshee. (Evil Laugh) XD

Halo 1

 * Getting owned by a Grunt. (It was Legendary,okay? And my vital signs were low.)

Halo 2

 * One of my Allies shot me with his Sniper Rifle. (Really pissed me off)

Favourite Vehicles and Weapons

 * Needler


 * Energy Sword


 * Plasma Rifle


 * Pistol


 * Sniper Rifle


 * Rocket Launcher


 * Fuel Rod Cannon


 * Assualt Rifle


 * Banshee


 * Warthog


 * Tank

Halo: The Heretic, The Betrayal
Ok, here's the deal. I've thought about it and decided to write a story on Halo 2. Just like Halo 1 and Halo: The Flood. So, I decided to name it 'Halo: The Heretic, The Betrayal'. I'm doing well in my English Language.I hope you guys enjoy reading this just as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Chapter One:The Heretic
[Written on 25 Feb 2009 (Singapore)]

Covenant Holy City, High Charity. Ninth Age of Reclamation.

Installation 04, also known as Alpha Halo, has now been destroyed. Remains from the Halo Ring still remains in Space. Covenant Capital Cruisers fly past the wreckage, heading for High Charity, the Prophets' Holy City.

Deep within High Charity, protected by a wave of Covenant Soldiers (mostly Elites), was the Council Chamber. It was filled with whispers and thoughts from the Council. There, were the 3 High Prophets, Truth, Mercy and Regret. Regret was represented by a Holographic Image of himself. Before the Prophets was Supreme Commander holding the rank of a Zealot.

"There was only one ship." The Elite told them.

"One?" replied a confused Prophet of Truth. "Are you sure?"

"Yes." The Elite confirmed. "They called it, 'Pillar of Autumn.'"

The Council, full of Elites and Prophets, mutter among themselves.

The Prophet of Mercy questioned the Elite this time. "Why was it not destroyed with the rest of their Fleet?"

"It fled, as we set fire to their planet."

The Planet was Reach.

"But I followed with all the ships in my command." The Elite continued.

This time, the Prophet of Regret questioned him. "When you first saw Halo, were you blinded by its majesty?"

"Blinded?"

"Paralyzed? Dumbstruck?" Said Regret, trying to switch his words to fit his sentence.

"No." The Elite replied truthfully.

"Yet the humans were able to evade your ships, land on the Sacred Ring!" He starts to get a little angry. "and desecrate it with their filthy footsteps!"

"Noble Hierarchs, surely you understand that once the parasite attacked-" Before the Elite could finish his sentence, the Council starts to yell in disapproval.

"There will be order in this Council!" The Prophet of Mercy ordered and slams his fist on the arm of his chair.

The Prophet of Truth comes forward and agrees."You were right to focus your attention on the Flood. But this Demon, this 'Master Chief'-"

The Elite continues to explain. "By the time I learned the Demon's intent, there was nothing I could do."

Now the Council was upset. They start to object strongly. Alongside the 3 Prophets was Tartarus, Chieftain of the Brutes. He gave a small, satisfied laugh.

Regret whispers to Truth. "Noble Prophet of Truth, this has gone on long enough. Make an example of this bungler, the Council demands it."

Truth rises his hand, silences Regret and takes over. "You are one of our most treasured instruments. Long have you lead your fleet with honor and distinction. But your inability to safeguard Halo, was a colossal failure."

Another Prophet named Prophet of Objection stood, clenched his fist tightly and yelled, "Nay, it was heresy!"

The Council yell in agreement. The Elite looks back and forth.

He shook the guilt of himself and said, "I will continue my campaign against the humans!"

"No!" The Prophet of Truth disagreed. "You will not."

He turns to Tartarus and he barked orders to two Brutes. Assigned to grab the Elite, he shakes them off and walk out with the two Brutes escorting him.

As the Elite walked out, Truth said, "Soon the Great Journey shall begin. But when it does, the weight of your heresy will stay your feet. And you shall be left behind."

Chapter Two: The Armory
Earth Defense Platform, Cairo 20/10/2552 (Military Calendar)

A Master Gunnery Sergeant was checking out some damaged equipment in the Armory. The equipment was used for the Mark V Spartan Armor.

Your plating was about to fail, there's viscosity throughout the gel layer. "He picks up an equipment. "Optics? totally fried." He picks up a Power Supply Control Unit. "And let's not even talk about the power supply." He turns to the voice who he was talking to all this while. You know how expensive this gear is, son?"

Lying in front of him on a table was a Mark VI Spartan Helmet. The voice who he was talking to picks it up and wears it. The Spartan is none other that Master Chief. John-117. "Tell that to the Covenant." He said

"Well, I guess it was all obsolete, anyway." He said. "Your new suit's a Mark VI, just came up from Songnam this morning. Try and take it easy till you get used to the upgrades."

The Gunnery Sergeant brought the Chief to the Optical Diagnostics Station. "Okay, let's test your targeting, first thing. Please look at the top light."

The Chief slowly looked up.

"Good. Now look at the bottom light."

The Chief slowly looked down.

"Ok. Everything checks out. Stand by. I'm gonna offline the inhibitors. Move around a little, get a feel for it. When you're ready, come and meet me by the zapper." After saying that, he walks off.

The Chief slowly walked around the Armory. The Mark VI Armor was different from the old one in every way. From appearence to the HUD. Though the Chief just wore it, he was already getting used to it. He walks to the Energy Shield Test Station to meet the Gunnery Sergeant.

"Pay attention, 'cause I'm only going over this once. This station'll test your recharging energy shields. Step on in, I'll show ya. He said."

The Chief steps into the station.

"Your new armor's shields are extremely efficient, very resilient. Much better than the Covenant tech we used for the Mark V. He informed him."

The Chief saw a switch in front of him. Once he hit it, his shields start to drain and the slowly recharge. A lot faster than the Mark V.

"Bingo!" he said in excitement. As the station was too noisy from him to talk normal, he yells, "As you can see, they recharge a lot faster!"

"If your shields go down, find some cover, wait for the meter to read fully charged." Advised the Gunnery Sergeant.

That, or he can hide behind me." A voice jokingly said. The voice was none other than Sergeant Avery J. Johnson. He seems to be wearing a dressed uniform. "You done with my boy here, Master Gunns? I don't see any training wheels." "His armor's working fine, Johnson, so shut your chili-hole."

The Chief was so engrossed in his shields, he failed to notice Johnson stepping out of the elevator.

"You're free to go, son, just remember, take things slow." The Gunnery Sergeant advised.

"Don't worry, I'll hold his hand." Johnson joked again.

The Chief follows him into the elevator.

"So, Johnson, when you gonna tell me how you made it back home in one piece?"

"Sorry, Gunns! It's classified." he replied.

"Huh! My ass! Well, you can forget about those adjustments to your A2 scope!”

As the elevator rises, his voice drains and they couldn't hear him.

Johnson said, "Well, he's in a particularly fine mood. Maybe Lord Hood didn't give him an invitation."

The Chief and Johnson step out of the elevator. They walk to a small tram and enter it. Before it started to move, the first thing the Chief sees is the sky dotted with millions of stars and to top it all of was the majestic view of Earth.

"Earth... Haven't seen it in years. When I shipped out for Basic, the orbital defense grid was all theory and politics." He turns to look at the MAC Gun. "Now look! The Cairo is just one of three hundred geosync platforms. That MAC gun can put a round clean through a Covenant capital ship."

"When you think about it, the Mac Gun is big and magnificent yet deadly at the same time" The Chief thought.

"With coordinated fire from the Athens and the Malta, nothing's getting past this battle cluster in one piece." Johnson commented "Ships have been arriving all morning. Nobody's saying much, but I think something big's about to happen."

The Chief and Johnson step out; only to find a group of cheering Marines.

"He's right" The Chief thought. "Something big is going to happen"

Chapter Three: Cairo Station (Part 1)
As the Chief and Sergeant Johnson step out of the Tram Car, they were surrounded by cheering Marines. Plus, there was a Robot Camera hovering around gracefully.

“You told me there wouldn’t be any cameras.” The Master Chief said, as he watched the Robot Camera hover around.

“And you told me you were gonna wear something nice!!” Johnson jokingly replied.

They both start to walk to the bridge. “Folks need heroes, Chief. To give 'em hope.” Johnson explained. “So, smile, would ya?” He said, while removing his cap to check his hair. “While we still got something to smile about."

Two uniformed officers stood at a door entitled ‘BRIDGE’. They opened the door for the Chief and Johnson and allowed them to pass. Then it hit the Chief. It was an Award Ceremony. The Master Chief and Johnson went to meet Fleet Admiral Sir Terrence Hood. They both gave him a crisp salute.

Lord Hood returned it. "Gentlemen, we're lucky to have you back." He sure as Hell meant it.

An officer whispered something in his ear. Concerned, Lord Hood turned to a Holotank as said, “Go ahead, Cortana.”

Cortana’s avatar appeared and gave Lord Hood the news. "Another whisper, Sir, near Io. We have probes en route." Cortana had a lot of changes in her appearance since the last time the Master Chief saw her. She used to have short hair, but now, she had longer hair, a more realistic figure, and even a slightly different shade of purple.

Lord Hood sighed. "I apologize, but we're going to have to make this quick." He turns away to face another officer.

Cortana turned the Chief and Johnson. “You look nice.” She commented.

“Thanks.” The Chief said.

“Thank you.” Johnson said, at the same time.

The two men look at each other. Cortana could do nothing but give a soft giggle.

"Sergeant Major,” Lord Hood began as he took a medal from another officer, who was holding a try full of medals. “The Colonial Cross is awarded for acts of singular daring and devotion.” He places the medal upon Johnson’s chest. The medal shimmered brightly and beautifully in the light. “For a soldier of the United Earth Space Corps, you have earned it."

“Sir! Thank you, Sir!” Johnson saluted.

Lord Hood saluted back.

Next, a young lady stepped up and stood beside the Chief. She had shoulder-length brown hair and green eyes.

"Commander Miranda Keyes.” Lord Hood began. ”She looks just like her father”, he thought. “Your father's actions were in keeping with the highest traditions of military service.” He places metal in her hand. “His bravery in the face of impossible odds reflects great credit, upon himself, and the UNSC. The Navy has lost one of its best."

Suddenly, alarms screamed. Lord Hood turned to Cortana.

Cortana, with hands folded across her chest, she explained the reason for the alarms. “Slipspace ruptures directly off our battle cluster.”

Concerned, he said, “Show me.” As he looked at the screen, it showed images of Covenant Capital Ships.

"Fifteen Covenant capital ships holding position just outside the kill zone." Cortana told him.

Then, a UNSC Ship was seen engaging the Ships.

"This is Fleet Admiral Harper. We are engaging the enemy!” The Admiral told them, "Negative, Admiral. Form a defensive perimeter around the cluster." H turned to Miranda and ordered, "Commander, get to your ship, link up with the fleet."

"Yes, sir." She said, and she walked off.

"You have the MAC gun, Cortana. As soon as they come in range, open up." Lord Hood odered.

"Gladly." Cortana said with a nod and she disappears.

Lord Hood took another look at the screen. His expression changed. Something was totally wrong. "Something's not right... The fleet that destroyed Reach was fifty times this size."

"Sir!” An officer called, “Additional contacts.” His voice fills with panic. “Boarding craft and lots of 'em!"

Then Lord Hood understood were trying to do. “They’re going to try to take our MAC guns offline. Give their capital ships a straight shot at Earth.” He looks at the Master Chief. “Master Chief, defend this station!"

"Yes, sir." He replied respectfully. "I need a weapon." He said to Johnson.

Johnson gave the Chief a ‘You-Got-It’ smile. "Right this way."

Chapter Four: The Arbiter (Part 1)
Covenant Holy City, High Charity. On a ledge in High Charity

The Zealot was escorted out the Council Chamber and brought to a ledge on High Charity. The two Brutes handcuffed his hands in place using Floated Cuffs. Tartarus was standing in front of him.

"You've drawn quite a crowd." He said, after seeing Grunts, Jackals and Hunters.

"If they've come to hear me beg, they will be disappointed." The Zealot replied bitterly. Replying bitterly was natural because the Elites never truested the Brutes.

"Are you sure?" Tartarus asked.

Energy Beams hit the helpless Elite and he shakes with pain.

"There can be no greater heresy! Let him be an example for all who would break our Covenant!" Tartarus yelled to all the Covenant Species present. He barked at the 2 Brutes to remove the Elites blackened Armor.

The Elite was tortured worse than Hell could have made it. When he looked up, he saw Tartarus holding a Mark Brander. The Elite then realized that it was the Mark of Shame!

Tartarus brought it close. He brought it back and drove it into the Elite’s chest. The Elite tried the take the pain, but the sound of his painful scream was the last thing he heard before he passed out.

Soon, the Elite woke up; only to be greeted by blurred vision. He shook his head a few times and look up. He was at the Detention Block. He was being dragged by 2 Brutes who were busy talking about killing the Elite and worse, one of them talked about eating him. Tartarus whom they were following, told them to shut up.

"Quiet! You two whimper like Grunts fresh off the teat.” He paused to open a locked door. “He's not meant for the jails. The Hierarchs have something,” He paused and added “special in mind." The door opened up.

They ride a Gravity Lift down to the walkway leading up to dozens of Elite Honor Guards standing at attention. They soon reach their destination. The 3 Brutes bowed before the 2 Prophets, Truth and Mercy.

"Noble Prophets of Truth and Mercy, I have brought the incompetent." Tartarus said.

"You may leave, Tartarus." Truth said.

Surprised and confused, Tartarus looked up and said, "But I thought—"

The Prophet raised his hand for silence. "And take your Brutes with you."

Tartarus knew he had to respect the Prophet. So he bowed again and told the Brutes to release the Elite. They then leave.

"The Council decided to have you hung by your entrails and your corpse paraded through the city.” Truth explained. He slowly clutches his fist to himself. “But, ultimately, the terms of your execution are up to me."

The disgraced Elite was on his knees before the Prophets. He placed a hand over his chest. True. It was painful. But it was painful for the Elite in the inside. He couldn’t believe that he had been stripped of his rank. He wished he was dead. "I am already dead."

"Indeed.” Truth paused and then asked, “Do you know where we are?"

The Elite knew exactly where there were. "The Mausoleum of the Arbiter."

"Quite so.” Truth looked around the Mausoleum. “Here rests the vanguard of the Great Journey. Every Arbiter, from first to last. Each one created and consumed in times of extraordinary crisis." He explained.

"The Taming of the Hunters, the Grunt Rebellion,” Mercy said. “Were it not for the Arbiters, the Covenant would have broken long ago!"

"Even on my knees I do not belong in their presence." The Elite told them.

"Halo's destruction was your error and you rightly bear the blame. The Council was... overzealous. We know you are no heretic. Truth then tapped a button on the arm of his chair and a mini holographic image of a different Elite appeared. “This is the true face of heresy, one who would subvert our faith and incite rebellion against the High Council." He taps another button and the Elite starts to talk.

"Our Prophets are false! Open your eyes, my brothers! They would use the faith of our Forefathers to bring ruin to us all! The Great Journey is-" Before he could finish, Truth cut him off.

"This heretic, and those who follow him, must be silenced." He said.

"Their slander offends all who walk the Path." Mercy added.

"What use am I?” The Elite asked. “I can no longer command ships, lead troops into battle—" He listed.

"Not as you are, no. But become the Arbiter ... And you shall be set loose against this heresy, with our blessing." Truth replied.

A large container pod comes forward and then to a stop. The doors open up; revealing the ancient Arbiter Armor.

"What of the Council?" The Elite asked.

"The tasks you must undertake as the Arbiter are perilous, suicidal. You will die, as each Arbiter has before you. The Council will have their corpse." Mercy explained.

The Elite slowly stood up and walked to the Armor. He stared at it and then looked at the caskets.

All 149 Arbiters: Gone, he thought.

He looked at the Armor again. This time, he took the helmet, and wore it. "What would you have your Arbiter do?"

The Phantoms screamed as they approached the Heretic Facility, which is a Forerunner Facility to study the Flood. It was located on Threshold.

In a particular Phantom, filled with proud and strong Special Operation Elites and Special Operation Grunts, was the 150th Arbiter and Ship Master Rtas Vadumee. They were all reciting part of Writ of Union with Vadumee leading.

"When we joined the Covenant, we took an oath!"

"According to our station! All without exception!”

"On the blood of our fathers, on the blood of our sons, we swore to uphold the Covenant!"

"Even to our dying breath!"

"Those who would break this oath are Heretics, worthy of neither pity, nor mercy! Even now they use our lords' creations to broadcast their lies!"

"We shall grind them into dust!"

"And continue our march to glorious salvation!"

Rtas Vadumee was a smart, tactical thinker and an excellent leader. He had a great amount of respect for his fellow Elites. It made him smile every time he thought about all about the victories his Elites won. But remembering the painful incident which cause him 2 of his mandibles on the left side of his jaw. He walked to the Arbiter. "This armor suits you,” he complemented. “but it cannot hide that mark."

"Nothing ever will." "You are the Arbiter, the will of the Prophets.” He turns his head to the Elites. “But these are my Elites. Their lives matter to me.” He turns back to the Arbiter. “Yours does not."

"That makes two of us." The Arbiter replied, without much thought.

All Vadumee could do was give a respectful ‘Hmm’. After all, he did have respect for the Arbiter.

"Leader!” The Phantom’s Pilot called. “There is no doubt: the storm will strike the facility!"

"We'll be long gone before it arrives." Vadumee assured him in a confident tone.

The Phantoms stopped dropped off waves of Covenant Troops.

While the Arbiter got off and drew his Energy Sword, Vadumee cheered, "Warriors, prepare for combat!"

My Halo Videos
1.Red vs Blue Fan Made Soundtrack

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2.Arby 'n' the Chief-Follow Our Brothers & Don't Question My Heart (My Christmas Gift To All Halo Fans!!)

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3.Halo Fan Made Soundtrack

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My Trivia

 * Whenever I play Halo, I have 2 soft toy Dogs as my Good Luck Charms named Lysithea and Courtney.
 * All 6 Halo Novels and the Halo: Combat Evolved User Manual are always beside me.
 * I have a calander on my closet door which has 'Halo' printed on it.
 * I'm a fan of Whose Line Is It Anyway? and Tom and Jerry.
 * If I get trapped on an Island and can bring only one thing with me, that would be my piano.
 * I think that Smoking is a way of suicide.
 * I'm totally scared of balloons.
 * I love to watch Horror Movies. My top favourites are all 3 movies of 'Resident Evil' and 'Dawn of the Dead'.
 * My Career choices are Music Composer, Singer and Voice Actor.
 * My Idols are Martin O'Donnell, Amy Lee(of Evanescence) and Jen Taylor. They are reasons for my Career choices.

Guestbook
1st sign! Jimmy13 | Talk 2 me   18:38, 24 December 2008 (UTC)

Not the First but more important sign! Merry Christmas!!- XXishimaruXX

3rd one! Pretty videos.. 16:37, 10 January 2009 (UTC)