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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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* <[i]Quarters of the Hierarch Regret, High Charity.[/i]> "Hierarch! You need to wake up." Regret was slow to stir from beneath his quilts and duvets, made of rich fabrics from the most exotic corners of the empire. Not matter how many times he saw it, Amn always thought it -blam!- when he saw the noble prophet without his robes and headpiece of office; he looked just like any other member of his ugly race, albeit leaner through battle and exercise. A young woman lay in bed next to him, asleep; no doubt one of his many concubines. She did not rouse. "Amn. What is it?" Regret asked groggily, rubbing the sleep from his drooping eyes. His familiarity was nothing new, but it still made Amn feel uncomfortable; Obligation had never addressed him by his birth-name - it had always been 'guard' or 'light.' Now was not the time for pointless protests, though. "You're required in the council chambers for an emergency meeting. Truth and Mercy are already there, as are all the high councillors. Come, quickly." Amn was already moving to open the door, taking care not to let his ornate cloak catch on any of Regret's many tomes - Covenant and human alike. The latter were banned throughout all the empire, but the laws did not apply to those who made them. "Wait. What's happening?" Regret asked after him, hearing the urgency in Amn's voice and garbing himself hastily; Amn frowned disapprovingly and adjusted the man's crown, which was askew. At least he did not have to carry the man over to a gravity chair; Regret fought against the paraplegic ails that so often plagued his kind, training every day - at best he was as strong as an average kig-yarl, but it meant he could walk with a straight back and fight too; he was admired by many Sangheili for his dedication to dignity. "High Charity jumped while you slept, hierarch. Jumped to... Harvest. We're in danger." "Harvest?" Regret demanded with indignation. "Who sanctioned this? We do not take the holy city to areas of risk--" "It wasn't sanctioned," Amn explained, knowing they should already have been on their way to the council chambers. "Someone sabotaged the auxiliary impulse drives... it'll be a long time before the Huragok can jump us again." "Damn that Ossoona's incompetence... it has to be them," Regret muttered, and Amn frowned. He knew better than to question any of the hierarch's frequent mumbling though. "There's a human fleet by the planet, hierarch, and Thierr'ee's fleet wasn't in our sphere of influence when we void-jumped. A hail has been sent to the garrison at the nearest colony, but they will take time... High Charity--" "She moves faster through the void than standard ships, by the grace of the Forerunners," Regret finished. He nodded. "We must make haste to the council chambers, Amn. Guard me well as we walk, on this day I trust not a single shadow." They left through the door swiftly, and hastened down the long corridor of Regret's mansion. On the way Regret paused to stare out of the window and look at the skies around High Charity; his heavy brow furrowed with worry when he saw the human fleet, which hadn't moved to engage yet. No small wonder; High Charity was a behemoth amongst starships, they would never have seen anything of its ilk. "What of the home flotilla?" Regret asked Amn quietly as they moved, and too slowly for his liking. He would not dare suggest he carry the hierarch on his back to quicken their progress. "Already being mobilised," Amn informed him. "But with all respect, they will not be enough." "Of course not," Regret dismissed. "Not against an entire human fleet. They will buy us time, but we need a greater power if we're to survive this." Amn knew what he meant, and it was not a new suggestion; when he had left the council chambers, there had been murmuring amongst the San 'Shyuum of the same intent. Even sworn as he was to serve the hierarchs, Amn could not hear such an extreme statement and keep his peace. He stopped and looked into Regret's eyes to convey his sincerity. "That cannot happen," he told Regret. "Hierarch you may be, but the Writ is greater than all three of you together; its doctrine unquestionable. The Sangheili High Councillors will [i]never[/i] agree--" "There has been a precedent," Regret argued. "In the 3rd Age of Disharmony, when the false Prophet of Cabal led his army of traitors to seize High Charity, the council met and debated over whether to give the dreadnought back its weapons--" "And it took three days whilst the councillors argued, at which point Cabal had already laid siege to half the city," Amn countered just as readily. "Not to mention that it was finally done without the majority consent of the council, and the three hierarchs who ordered it were forced to step down afterwards." "Then I will force the council to accept my plan," Regret decided. "The Writ be damned, over twenty million lives are at risk! If I should step down as hierarch afterwards, then so be it." "Truth will not so readily surrender his power as you," Amn mentioned in conspirator's tones. Regret looked at him with an odd mixture of agreement and discomfort. "My brother hierarch will do what is right. As you said, the Writ is greater than all three of us. If we break its accord, then we must stand down. It is the law." "Do not be so sure. He would do anything to maintain his position," Amn shot back, and he could tell Regret knew this. "It is not your place to say. It is our only option. Our only defence." "I cannot in good faith as your adviser and loyal servant allow you to carry out with this folly without--" "You're a good friend, Amn, but on this matter I will hear no objections," Regret finished as they reached the exit of the mansion. A dozen regular honour guards surrounded him in a tight box, and an executive transport awaited a few metres away. "I will not require your presence at the council chambers. Make sure my son is safe." "As you command, hierarch, yet there is not much I can do once the humans break through High Charity's shield and start raining down fire upon the city." "Just keep him safe, Amn," Regret pleaded, a father's worry about his eyes. "You know how much he means to me." "And me, hierarch," Amn affirmed. "I have watched over him since that night--" Regret shot him a stern look which silenced him, but nodded all the same and gave him a smile. Then the hierarch turned his back and strode towards the transport, leaving Amn standing in the early morning cold. [i]'My son,' he says. I suppose Regret is all the father the boy will ever know, now that man is dead.[/i] Amn looked up and saw the human fleet again, a host of black angels gathered about a frozen hell. It would not be so long before they moved to engage. He shuddered, and not for the briskness of the morning. The dreadnought loomed fiercely in the distance, and the reasons it had first been disarmed swam about his mind. [i]To fight a war of men with the weapons of gods. It is blasphemy. Regret speaks truly though; if we do not use the dreadnought's power, High Charity is doomed. Forerunners forgive our heresy.[/i] [Edited on 07.29.2012 2:12 AM PDT]
