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[Novel] True Sangheili (Part 39 available!) ~ 18 December
SCHOLAR, SOLDIER, HERETIC... SAVIOUR.
At first, the life of a warrior in the Covenant army seems a noble one. But are the motives behind the war with the humans as innocent as the Sangheili, Sorran, believes? An act of heresy unveils a conspiracy spanning thousands of years, which could bring about the total ruin of the Covenant.
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True Sangheili[/i], from the fan fiction author of [url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=31052475]Halo 3: Insurrection[/url] and [url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=27927918]Memoirs of an ODST[/url].
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==[b]CHAPTER LISTING[/b]==[/u]
[b]Book I[/b] ([url=http://docs.google.com/fileview?id=0B4iUh3dauqsjN2QzMjBjYzQtZGE2Ny00ZDUzLThlZTQtNDIwMDJjYTBjNTk3&hl=en]PDF[/url])
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356#35203356]Prologue + Chapter list[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356#35203379]Part One - Sorran[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356#35253886]Part Two - Warrior[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356#35297818]Part Three - Besieged[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356#35673800]Part Four - Into Custody[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&viewreplies=true#36184265]Part Five - Interrogated[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=2#36420291]Part Six - Assessment[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=2#36697145]Part Seven - Covert Extraction[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=2#37436099]Part Eight - To kill a Demon[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=3#37531866]Part Nine - Immortal Repentance[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=3#37685366]Part Ten - Insertion[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=3#37728386]Part Eleven - To show mercy[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=4#37912997]Part Twelve - Heresy, of the greatest kind[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=4#37970850]Part Thirteen - Trial and Punishment[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=5#38158685]Part Fourteen - Factions within Factions[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=6#38396722]Part Fifteen - The Truth[/url]
[b]Book II[/b]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=7#39673575]Part Sixteen - Life goes on[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=7#39888838]Part Seventeen - Things never go according to plan[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=9#41709559]Part Eighteen - The sound of battle[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=10#43058906]Part Nineteen - Old habits die hard[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&viewreplies=true&postRepeater1-p=10#43585008]Part Twenty - Cultural differences[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&postRepeater1-p=11#49109093]Part Twenty One - Personified Death[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&postRepeater1-p=12#50885734]Part Twenty Two - Breaking Point[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&postRepeater1-p=14#51826058]Part Twenty Three - Turnabout[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&postRepeater1-p=19#54241416]Part Twenty Four - Breaking free[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&postRepeater1-p=21#55868885]Part Twenty Five - Mutiny[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&postRepeater1-p=23#57570727]Part Twenty Six - Skirmishes, and Reflections[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&postRepeater1-p=24#58101291]Part Twenty Seven - Shrouded Heresy[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&postRepeater1-p=24#58896376]Part Twenty Eight - Signs and Portents[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&postRepeater1-p=25#59170042]Part Twenty Nine -Parted Reunion[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&postRepeater1-p=26#60763537]Part Thirty - Honour[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&postRepeater1-p=29#62705377]Part Thirty One - Visitations to the past[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&postRepeater1-p=30#63447045]Part Thirty Two - Loss concealed within victory[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&postRepeater1-p=32#63843302]Part Thirty Three - The best intentions[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&postRepeater1-p=34#64909520]Part Thirty Four -The Tower came crashing down.[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&postRepeater1-p=38#66761388]Part Thirty Five - Blood runs thick, brotherhood runs thicker.[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&postRepeater1-p=42#68771851]Part Thirty Six - For whom the bell tolls, for whom hell calls.[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&postRepeater1-p=45#70648196]Part Thirty Seven - Daggers in a cloak.[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&postRepeater1-p=50#73021323]Part Thirty Eight - Gods and their weapons.[/url]
[url=http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=35203356&postRepeater1-p=53#76375771]Part Thirty Nine - Trials of Delphi.[/url]
[i]Next chapter ETA: Valve Time[/i]
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[b]Prologue[/b]
[i]Edict of the Most High Prophet of Truth, 9th Age of Reclamation.[/i]
By the authority of the noble Prophets of Truth, Regret, and Mercy.
Henceforth, any and all battle worthy Sangheili are to be transferred from any idle posts in High Charity and/or upon any Covenant held world/ship into the active combat. Those amongst the excused are the Honour Guard, the Councillors, and the mentally ill, physically unfit, and the old. Female Sangheili are, as always, prohibited from taking part in any military action.
Any Sangheili engaged in a guard post, other than the Honour Guard, will be replaced by the Jiralhanae until such a time as the High Council deems otherwise. Any Jiralhanae in question of where they now stand shall direct all enquiries to Tartarus, Chieftain of the Jirahanae.
Failure to adhere to this edict will result in death. No exceptions. These are trying times, my brothers. The Human infidels persist in resisting the might of the Covenant. Rest assured, this 'war' as some are calling it, will be over soon -- to be forgotten and dismissed as an insignificant event in Covenant history.
[Edited on 12.17.2012 5:35 PM PST]
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It was as he was pondering this enigma that he heard movement behind him. His sword ignited before it even left his belt, spinning around to meet the source of the disturbance. "I didn't expect to see you here." It was Hem, holding a person obscured in shadow. Before Sorran could get a good look at the detainee, Hem threw him into the corner of the room roughly. "Face the wall; look back, and all you'll see if my knife entering your throat," Hem barked at his captive. Looking at whoever Hem had taken prisoner, Sorran could see he was Sangheili; dressed in midnight, with knives, guns and a whole array of other weaponry adorning his person. His hood had been drawn up. "That's our assassin?" Sorran demanded, looking with anger at the back of the Sangheili. Hem nodded, his eyes staring morosely at the body of Restraint. Sorran could see the tears welling in his eyes. "Yes," Hem shook with anger, slowly moving forward and touching a hand against the High Councillor's still face. Sorran saw the other guard's hand move to a knife on his belt, and wondered if Hem would kill the assassin there and then. He was tempted to do the same thing himself. "Who is he?" Sorran asked softly, wondering the affiliation of the assassin; he didn't look like anyone from the relic, with his clothing and unorthodox tools. Hem seemed to tense for a moment. "... no-one," Hem murmured. Sorran could hear the assassin trying to speak, but all that came out were grunts and muffled cries; evidently the Sangheili had been gagged. "He will soon meet his maker, and be judged." "Don't take too long," Sorran cautioned. "It won't be long before the constabulary investigates the disturbances up here." "After I've dealt with this scum," Hem spoke venomously. "There's another issue upstairs. Our old friend Pel is an Ossoona. He's the one who lowered the manor's barrier." Another dagger driven into Sorran's hearts. He felt his knees go weak. [i]Pel? An Ossoona?[/i] "Then it is my fault," Sorran resigned, drained. "I was the one who brought Pel into this house." "He fooled us all," Hem argued. "Don't blame yourself; we will exact our revenge upon him soon. Wait outside, I will not take long dealing with this assassin." For a moment, Sorran hesitated. He couldn't quite place it, but something felt wrong. It was the way Hem was acting, he was sure of it. Guilty, almost as if he was lying about something. Whatever it was, it could wait. He nodded, and turned to leave the room, slipping the crystal into his pocket. Suddenly, he heard a bout of coughing from the corner of the room; seemingly the assassin had managed to somehow remove his gag. Sorran braced himself for pleas of mercy, curses upon their heads, fanatic cries before death. Instead, he heard something he'd thought he would never hear again. "Sorran! Sorran... could that really be you?" "Silence!" Hem shrieked maniacally, drawing out his knife. Sorran turned around, hearts in his mouth. He was in shock at what he'd just heard. Could the assassin really be--? "Stop!" Sorran shouted at his mentor as the honour guard moved into for the kill, approaching the assassin with blind, seething rage. He instinctively reacted as Hem's arm came bearing down upon the assassin, lunging for the killing arm. The knife stopped mere inches from the assassin's neck. Hem was still struggling to make it reach its target even now, and Sorran found himself having to force the honour guard's hand away. Eventually, the strength of youth prevailed, and in his rage Hem was unable to react as Sorran pushed him away, sending him flying onto the floor. Quickly, Sorran grabbed the assassin's shoulder and spun him around, throwing back his hood. Even though he'd suspected who the owner of the voice was, actually seeing the true identity of Restraint's assassin shocked him to the core. If anything, the assassin seemed even more surprised, as if he was staring at a ghost back from the dead. Which, in a respect, he was. "... Sorran?" Ahkrin croaked out, as if he didn't believe what he was seeing. "How can you be alive?" "Ahkrin," Sorran replied, feeling conflicted emotions rage within him like the storm that was violently surging outside. "You killed-- why did you?" "I thought you were dead," Ahkrin repeated lamely, apparently not hearing Sorran, still staring at him with a ghostly complexion and eyes as wide as the moon. "We all thought--" "It pains me to interrupt your reunion," Hem's voice spat to the left of them. Both Sangheili put aside their apoplexy to face the honour guard. "But that bastard killed Restraint." He held a plasma rifle in his hand, aimed at Ahkrin. [i]Hem knew who the assassin was, and would have killed him anyway! Even now, he still intends to.[/i] "Hem... it's Ahkrin," Sorran protested, realising that no matter what his friend had done or... why and [i]how[/i] he had gotten himself involved in all this, he was still his brother. "Put down the weapon." "Not a chance," Hem snapped back, rising to his feet. His index finger brushed impatiently on the trigger. "Move out of the way, Sorran." Not even realising what he was doing, Sorran found himself reaching for his own weapon. He drew out a plasma pistol from his belt, and before he knew it saw he'd aimed the barrel at Hem. This seemed to bring Hem partially back into reality, as the elder honour guard stared incredulously at Sorran. He could hear Ahkrin struggling to the right of him, as if trying to escape bonds. "If you move to pull that trigger, then gods help me Hem, I will shoot you where you stand," Sorran threatened, again shocked when he realised he would actually carry out that threat. Hem seemed just as surprised. "Sorran... I'm your mentor! Move aside!" Hem roared at him angrily. "Move, Sorran," Ahkrin told him softly. "I know not what exactly it is I have done, but I won't let you die for me. Not so soon after you have risen from the grave." Sorran ignored the voice, still staring down the one who had taught him to fight like a true Sangheili, some portion of his mind aghast at the surrealism of what was happening. "You may have honed my skills as Sangheili, Hem," Sorran spoke slowly, doing his best to talk the older guard down. "But along with Zharn, Ahkrin taught me what it means to [i]be[/i] Sangheili. We are brothers, no matter what he has done or why. If you kill him, then I will be forced to kill you too. Think of Kym, and Gilyi. Put the weapon down." ... ... Although there were only seconds between Sorran's speech and Hem's response, they seemed like hours; another crack of thunder sounded from outside, throwing a shade of the terrible scene onto the furthest wall. Finally, Hem spoke, his eyes narrowing. "You'll have to shoot me then, Sorran. For I too had a brother, and he lies dead at the hands of yours. I am sorry." Death swung his scythe, and the funeral bells rang. [Edited on 10.14.2011 1:53 PM PDT]
