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In a dark room where no sound could penetrate, a man sat at a silver lined table, his nervousness being displayed by the constantly tapping fingers on the steel table. His dark gray uniform gave away the fact that he had been dishonorably discharged from the 522nd Legion. A tattoo on the back of his neck, showing his legions insignia, the Golden Eagle clutching Earth under one set of bloodied talents, with the other cradling a sword. His black boots thumped against the gray cement, his eyes staring at the reflective glass in front of him. The sound of nails on a chalkboard echoed through the room as the massive 4 inch thick blast door opened,

Server started, allocating resources…. Resources allocated, initiating encryption…. Encryption success, loading start up file “The Collective Meeting Room” File loaded, please enter password to continue. Password: ***************** Password accepted, welcome to the chat room MIL AI CTN 0452-9 Loading chat room, please wait. Enter admin password to gain access to chat room “Emergency Meetings” or request a moderator to invite you to the room. You have been moved to chat room “Emergency Meetings” Chat loaded. HIGHCOM-A1: Welcome to the meeting Cortana, we were just about to get started.

Date: 2497, December 23 Time: 1245 Location: Atheus Construction Site Fleet Admiral Butler looked out through the bridge of his Marathon-class cruiser, looking into the blackness of space surrounding Atheus-V. He was still trying to decide what could be on the other side of the desert world, so far he had spotted a few gas giants in system and a few anomalies along the outer rim; he still wondered what the heck the anomalies could have been. Right until he saw what was in orbit of Atheus-IV, his eyes widened and his mind said only one thing. Impossible… For in orbit above Atheus-IV was a massive 52 kilometer orbital construction d

Play intercepted transmission 23AC/F49C6… File loading… File loaded, playing file. “Centurion Alpha-1 you are to report to your Captain and prepare to receive your new personal AI.” “Acknowledged Director, permission to speak.” “Permission granted.” “Will the AI assist in combat situations or is it for tech related situations?” “Any technological asset the AI can help with, he will help you with it.” “Acknowledged.” “Now, Alpha-1 you also have a new set of orders; eliminate any UNSC personal on site unless they give you the secret ONI code word.

Location: Sydney, Australia, Earth, HIGHCOM Facility-Bravo 6 Date: 2497, December 8 Time: 12 days after first deployment of Centurion Alpha-1, 10 days after attempted NOVA detonation by ONI. “Can we confirm that the Office of Naval Intelligence has indeed gone rogue?” The man talked, his white UNSC uniform was covered in numerous medals, along with a 5 stars surrounding a planet on his shoulder, his face was wrinkled, eyes glowed green with intelligence and ancient pain, shoulders stiff from his military background, and his eyes scanned the room, waiting for a response. He was the UNSC Master Admiral, the leader of all UNSC f

The ONI prowler Unto Darkness Falls was a fairly new ship; it had the capability to deliver Spartans to the surface via HEV and even carried a full set of HORNET nuclear mines. As well as the ability to launch and detonate a NOVA bomb. “Captain, new orders being transmitted by The Directors AI, Black Box.” Captain Nimroy was a fanatic of ONIs, one who would follow orders and gladly die for them, an invaluable asset. He had a tendency to throw protocol out the window and wear a black trench coat as well as a solid black fedora. As well as old 21st century Earth shades, particularly ones that reflected everything. His hat always

Warning: Restricted file, access only allowed by direct approval from current ONI Director (Alkair Smith) Any opening of restricted files will result in immediate termination due to JAG code 490-0UU, you will be declared an enemy of the state and executed for treason Please enter access code: Ge, I wonder if it’s safe for me to open this totally random file I found on the ONI database? No? Lucky for me, I like a little crazy. Access approved: Opening folder titled “Centurion Alpha-1 Personal Folder” Opening… Opening… Access denied: please enter master code So Mr. Smith, or should I say Director? I guess y

The sun was setting, darkness spreading across the forested grasslands, shadowing the large complex hidden underneath the canopies of the large trees, hiding one of the last remaining organized Insurrectionist compounds. And it was anything but innocent. Several guard bunkers were installed surrounding the base, blending into the forest grounds with some stolen ONI active camouflage, hiding them from any aerial reconnaissance or ground attacks, only given away by the large black hole in the middle of it, exposing the deadly stolen M247 Heavy Machine Gun, perfect for taking out any ground assault. But that wasn’t all of the ordinance,

As Blue team approached the hanger, getting ready to board ONI’s stealth D77-TC Pelican, Alpha reviewed the ships information in the case a naval engagement happened or he needed to call reinforcements. The hanger contained 6 D77-TC Pelicans (2 stealth capable) for troop transport, 3 D79H-TC (1 stealth capable) Pelicans for heavy fire insertions and air support, 2 G79H-TC/MA Pelicans for special ops support, 5 AV-14 Attack VTOLs (All stealth capable) for quick and lightweight insertions, 3 F-41 Broadswords for fighter support, 1 B-65 Shortsword for heavy bombing support, 5 Scorpion MBT’s, 10 Warthogs and 2 unknown tanks simply la