User:Twilightstorm

The Fire Angel
I'm always there,waiting... watching... don't blink or you'll lose something.

''Semper Vigilans... Ever Vigilant...''

Background
Spartan Omega 247 was apart of Omega Company but didn't like the fact that his bretheren were being slaughtered and no one knew... He now wonders around the known colonies in a Covenant carrier infested with Flood... He serves a strange enigma now, instead of the UNSC. The enigmatc figure he looks upon looks human but to him it, or rather she is a mother figure to him. What ever she wants he'll get it no matter the cost... The only family he has lef is his twin sister, Mahiru, and his brother, Jesiah, who is still with the UNSC

The Enigma
Chapter One A Covenant super carrier, called Archaic Memory, floated in the darkness of space. It's insides filled with few life forms and galaxy devouring parasites... The ship had gone threw hell and all surviving crew, mostly grunts, had been inprisoned. Renegade SPARTAN-IIIs guarded the brig. Teams Rapier and Knight of Omega Company. The leader of the was quite small, she looked at her gauntlents and pondered. Her name is Madaline-O007 or Mimi for short... she never asked to be this. Hearing the word revenge just got to her when they brought her in. She had a family... but she soon replaced them with team Rapier. Michel watched her from afar with Rey, the teams bomb expert, and Nikki, the teams electronics and engineer. They had another but he was to 'blind' to see what was happening...

Lysira Sarris a former ONI spook could be found at the bridge. She and a coucilor were conversing over Mimi and Michel. This fake councilor posed as the vice of a dead minor prophet. He tricked the command crew with silk words and delivered the ship to Lysira. In return she'd keep him safe as well as his secret... Personally Lysira hated all life but the renegade spartans had grown attached to her, they didn't care about her past or the fact that se coud read and control minds. They would give their lives to protect her.

"Reim is it? I sence that we will be very good friends... So where is this Holy Ring you were talking about?"

"You'd risk your own life to destroy everything? You are a strange human indead..." Reim replied as he looked away from the albino human.

Michel cleaned his rifle. He hated the brig but loved it. Every now and then a grunt would be taken out and forced to his own chores. What he hated were the elites. With all their talk of honor and glory they over looked the very foundation of having honor. Killing an unarmed combatan; dishonorable, killing women and children; dishonorable, attacking the human race over silly objects left behind by their lords; unforgivable to him. But he respected them. He became friends with one. He nicknamed him Courage, he never flinched like the others but he beged for death or the chance to slit his jailer's throat. BUT they all had one thing in common: hating the Unggoy called Peeps. He wasn't like the rest... He has guts and brains. He'd kill an elite if given the chance... Mimi walked into the brig, all cat like...

"Shifts over..." she said in her emotionless tone.

"You never say nice things Mimi... Always serious. I like that." Michel responded.

"You can't handle me." She countered,"Get lost"

"Yes ma'am, see you at dinner." Michel said leaving a piece of paper where he sat.

Mimi looked at it. The fool always had a crush on her but never showed because Spartans were trained to treat their bretheren like family. She liked him too.

Chapter Two Michel looked at his right arm. He was different from th others... he had Flood DNA in him. He heard of his kind. Hybrids he'd call'em. NOVA team was like this. During his training he learned of their exploits and wanted to be like them. One they his entire company as shiped out to destroy a Covenant conoy. Teams Rapier, Knight, Ferret, and Lion survived. On their way back they talked about killing the man who sent them on this suicide misson. 300 children against a fleet of warships and their target was just wrong. It was a complete failiure. Michel didn't give a damn. Just as long as his twin was still breathing he'd live. He cut himself to relief the stress and the wound slowly closed back up...

He left his barren room and decided to take look around the ship. In bay 7 were two longswords the next one had two more aswell as the one after that. Bay 9 had been closed to the rebel staff that joined them. The spartan-IIIs were working on a Lekgolo who they called Gurdian. Two pelicans were present in the bay with a scropion battle tank and a cobra artillery. If their were to be an attack they'd be ready. They had gone to far to let some fool to get in their way.

Me!
I am me, me is Mike. >.> I love Halo. I hate brutes and jackals... I love pizza and hate things that get in the way of me and my happy hour(sniping) I am the best by my standards of being cannon fodder and i'm not to bad at sniping! I'm writing a book called Dawn War. If you all want i could put some of here... I have love problems TT.TT it hurt but I will live! XD @.@ run you fools I shall pwn you! <.< ^.^ O.O;; er... HI I Mike! n.n;;