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The Adventure of HFF

“Covenant 400 yards and closing” Buzzed Pariah’s radio

Everyone was nerviest as hordes of covenant closed in. Pariah griped his Br55 tight as he wiped dirt off his visor. Brewer wielding dual sub machine guns locked and loaded. This wasn’t his first time they were in a sticky situation.

“Covenant 350 yards and closing”

“Alright this is it men. This is what we were made to do. Lets win this!” Yelled Pariah over the radio

Brewer being one of the best shooters in the universe had turned off his radio and had killed most of the aliens.

He had turned on his radio to contact Haloking1721 saying that they are getting in there ship and fleeing and to order a arial and bomb attack.

Then he had told Pariah about what he was going to do Pariah had agreed. But there were also some on the ground fleeing he got in to his brute chopper and splattered them all with the side of the Chopper.

"We've got a problem." Aussietom said. He was in the sniper tower, serving as a lookout and sniper. "We have three Wraiths coming in to the north. We used the last of...Damn!" A Beam Rifle shot just missed his head. He immediatly killed the Jakal that shot at him. "We used the last of the rockets on those Banshees earlier, and we can't get close enough with all this ground support to jack them. We have to find cover. Brewer, radio into Haloking again and tell him to hurry!"

One of the Wraith's mortars had just flipped Brewer's Chopper, so he was running back, mowing down anything in his way with his SMGs. But before he could radio in to Haloking, Jonah shouted over the radio "Something is coming in above us!" Eveyone looked up, but Pariah was the first one to realize what was happening. "They're going to Glass us!

Oh my god! They die but come back to life" said Evelo.

"If we cannot figure out how to kill them for good, we are all DOOMED!" Said Brewer

"Lets try grenading them, on my cou..." Pariah fell to the ground as a rock hit his head, knocking him unconcious.

Commander Caden Brewer Had a Quick Thought!
Brewer Jumped In the Gauss Warhog as the driver
Hoffer as the gunner and HaloKing as the passenger.
The Moter powered up with a burnout drifting to the left.
Brewer Said fire as the 3 Wraiths where in target!
Hoffer was going crazy on that gunner!
HaloKing was getting a head acke from all the noise
Hoffer was making so he jumped out and smashed the elite
out of one of the wraiths.
Brewers Awesome driving skills dodged most of those mortars and Hoffers
Amazing gunning skills killed one of the wraiths whilst there was still one
left.
Jonah was on the radio to the air stike team.
Calling air stike team we need an air stike at 65 Degrees North.
In the distance we heard the swoss of the jets.
The Coward elite jumped out of the wraith and escaped the air strike which destoryed the wraith.
All of a sudden BAM from a sniper rifle the elites head was poped off!
It was AussieTom, and some medics to help the injured marines like pariah which was now well enough to battle again.

Evelo in the Watch Tower saw in coming ghost and ground troops, this was HELL on EARTH.

Hoffer cursed. 'I'm dry.' he announced, hurling the chain gun into the churned up mass of corpses below. 'Looks like we're going to have to make this fight up close-and-personal. Covering support?'
'I'm on it.', Said AussieTom, jumping down from his makeshift barricade, assault rifle at the ready.
'That's a no-go, you two.' announced Jonah with resignation in his voice. 'Much as I'd love to give those split-lips some payback for Reach, air support arrives in two minutes, along with a crate full of Fenris Warheads. those Covenant Bastards are all gonna be blown to Hell, and I'm not intending for anyone else to follow them down. Brewer, pull out!'
'Bad time, I got Wraiths on my tail, and my tires down, requesting immediate assistance! Over.'
'Negative Brewer. The Chain Guns are down, and the covenant forces are too thick on the ground. You'll have to find your own way out.'
'With respect, Jonah,' replied Brewer, a hint of irritable pressure in his tone, 'I don't think these guys are gonna willingly step aside as I get out of the 'Hog, wipe my feet, and strut happily up the red carpet.'
'Haloking, what is your position?' Shouted Hoffer over the COM.
'I'm pinned', came the reply, 'Covenant forces on my six and one. Spec Ops, I think and a Zealot to boot.'
'Zealots? Damnit. The Covenant are really getting edgy.', grunted AussieTom.
'Least we haven't got the spiky blue bastards yet. Count your blessings.' announced Brewer methodically.
'Guys, I could use assistance, since you all seem to be standing around exchanging pleasantries.'
'Negative HaloKing, Damn, Where is our support?'
'Echo 621, do you copy, over?'
'Roger, this is Echo 621', came a staticly distorted response, 'We are taking Banshee Fire, can't shake em... Damn, airbrake Failure, we're going down...'
'Damn, looks like we can take air support out of the equation.'

***

HaloKing loaded his final magazine, and pumped the bullets into the torso of the nearest Elite, who took the bullets willingly, glad to die for his faith. HaloKing was only to happy to grant him that honour.
The Elite took the best part of the clip, but Haloking kept on firing until the rifle read 00, empty.
'Guys, I could use assistance, since you all seem to be standing around exchanging pleasantries.' He announced.
'Negative HaloKing, Damn, Where is our support?'
Haloking switched off the COM and bit his lip. It looked like he's have to find his own way out.
Before he could fully form a plan, an Elite rushed his position, and as a reward for it's courage, it received a rifle butt blow to the head.
HaloKing pulled out a Frag, pulled out a pin with his teeth, and hurled it into the midst of a gang of Grunts bearing Fuel Rod Guns. The subsequent explosions triggered the weapon's fail-safe protocold, and the ensueing blast was sufficient enough to take down 8 of the remaining elites.
And then, out of nowhere, the Zealot appeared at his six, reared, drew an energy blade, roared it's challenge, and charged.
HaloKing's fear and anger coallesced into a single word. As he swore, he felt the combat knife he had been instinctively wirelding drop from his palm, and stood still, numb and immobile in place with fear, waiting to accept his fate.

The Elite charged, blade at the ready. HaloKing grittted his teeth and he stared at his opponent, eyes blazing with hatred, but powerlesws, helpless. All those years of training, those excrutiating years of bioaugmentation, of watching his comrades die from the aftereffects, was worthless now, in the end, he was as powerless as a normal human. He was not invincible, and he had about 4 seconds to come fully to grips with this new epiphany.
The Gold elite twisted it's mandibles in what he assumed to be a triumphant smirk, rase it's blade with relish, and he saw it's head explode in a shower of globular mass.

***

Corporal Evelo service number 60 - 41 - 07 was squatting in a trench about 80 clicks north of HaloKing's position.
He gazed through his 10x scope with a practiced eye, searching hungrily for his first target.
The COM channel crackled into life:
'Haloking, what is your position?' Shouted Hoffer over the COM.
'I'm pinned', came the reply, 'Covenant forces on my six and one. Spec Ops, I think and a Zealot to boot.'
'Zealots? Damnit. The Covenant are really getting edgy.', grunted AussieTom.
'Least we haven't got the spiky blue bastards yet. Count your blessings.' announced Brewer methodically.
'Guys, I could use assistance, since you all seem to be standing around exchanging pleasantries.'
'Negative HaloKing, Damn, Where is our support?'
He clicked off the COM. At least he could lend that support, but it was necessary to keep off the COM so the Covenant wouldn't be able to track his position.
He swiveled the barrel of the rifle round, and observed the fight before him. He saw a Black Spec Ops elite charging HaloKing's fallback spot, and was about to deliver the elite his last ''Welcome to Earth'' giftbasket, when he saw Haloking plunge the butte of his rifle into the Elite's skull, and the alien crumpled twitchingly to the ground.
The remainder opf the fight was hard to follow, as it was followed by a huge explosion, and a mass of charred bodies accompanied this. He was about to try and contact HaloKing over the COM to check his status, but the smoke cleared, and HaloKing was still there, bruised and angry but most certainly alive and kicking. Evelo exhaled the breath he had been subconsciously holding in.
And then, seemingly out of nowhere, a golden Elite charged HaloKings 12, drew an energy blade from it's hip, roared and sprinted at him. He tried to steady his aim on the Alien's head. 'Christ, too fast.', he said to himself.
He saw HaloKing mouth something, and drop his weapon in Hand.
Evelo began to panick. His comrade, his friend, was about to die, and there was nothing he could do. In his panick, he swerved the gun to his left and pressed down hard on the trigger.
When he looked again, the torso of the Elite stood there, but something was wrong, for where it's head should have been, there was nothing except a gore drenched stump, and not merely 2 feet away, HaloKing stood stone still, his face a pale deathly white. It took the Elite a full 10 seconds to fall, but it felt like an eternity.

***

AussieTom, Jonah and Hoffer were still contemplating the situation on the plain when Evelo's voice rang over the COM, 'Evelo to ground team, do you read me over?'
'Roger That.', relied Hoffer gruffly, 'But why are you forsaking your position?'
'There's no point now. We're all clear at my end.'
'Your vitals check out. Status?'
'I'm fine. But this is serious. HaloKing's going through shellshock.'
'No Way', said AussieTom, but the vitals didn't lie, his pulse-rate was erratic, and showed no signs of slowing.
'Echo 172, requesting you dispatch Pelican Dropship for immediate Evac, LZ is hot. I repeat, LZ is hot. We'll give you as much support as we can.
'Negative, Negative,' came the response, 'Covenant Phantoms are hovering about 3 klicks above your position, you'll have to fallback or fight them off.'
'Bullshit.' proclaimed Jonah. 'We can't keep fighting these guys. They keep coming, it's 7 against infinity here.'
'Phantoms,' said AussieTom, 'What kind of backup are they calling in?'
I don't know what it is,' said Hoffer, loading a fresh clip into his M6D, 'But whatever it is, it can't be good. Brewer, report.'
'I'm in the middle of Hell here', said Brewer, 'Vehicle is DOA. I'm surrounded.'
'Brwer, Pantoms are landing on your eleven and two. Covenant reinforcements.'
'Damn, how many of these guys are there?'
'More to come.'
Evelo's voice once again sounded over the COM, 'Phantom dropship's overhead, take cover!'
'No need,' said Brewer casually, slinging a Rocket Launcher over his shoulder. Both Rockets found their targets, and the smouldering remains of the plasma turrets dropped to the floor, crushing any Covenant life that had the misfortune to have been standing under them.
AussieTom emmited a low whistle.
'Don't let your guard down yet, it's not over.'

"I have three Phantoms to my eleven. Each one just deployed three Rangers." Aussietom announced. Why are the Covenant pushing so hard? They were just seven soldiers, guarding a small base. Evelo radioed in. "I've got Haloking, and we are returning to base." "Negative, Evelo" Brewer replied. "We are to hot down here. Find some cover, I'll tell you when things ease up." Just then, as Aussietom riddled one of the Rangers, he noticed a unwelcome sight in the distence. Another army, but this one was different. The Vehicles were more gray then the bright blues and purples of the usual Covenant vehicles. And the leader, with his enormus headress, was carrying what looked like a gaint hammer. Evelo must have noticed them too, because, in a panic stricken voice, he screamed over the COM, "BRUTES!"

Brewer ran.
A Brute with a gravity hammer was always considered an unwelcome acquantance. Also he was out of rockets. He used his initiative, and dived into a cluster of Elites, who took the full force of the hammer, the Brute showing clear disregard for the lives of any except his own kin. Brewer took advantage of the confusion, and, arming himself with a plasma rifle of one of the deceased Elites, aimed, and fired.
The Brute gurgled, spluttered, and fell, as it received 10 rapid shots to the face.
Bringing down the rest of the Brutes was relatively tedious.
'Man these guys are like meatshields.', said AussieTom, wiping the condensated sweat off his visor, 'Even the boys back at the core would be surprised by these big sods.'
'Stow the banta.' proclaimed Hoffer, siting through the 2x scope on his pistol, 'Look.'
They all turned.
Emerging from the Gravity lift were what Brewer had adequately described as 'The Spiky Blue Bastards'.
'Hunters!' screamed Evelo over the COM, 'Aim for the unprotected orange flesh.'
They all brought their assault rifles to bear, and Brewer fired first. Unrelentingly, he fired a burst of rounds into the left alien, which having little time to react, uttered a howl as orange blood splattered it's thich armour, making it raise it's shield in pain and rage.
Taking advantage of this opening, the other three fired, and the hunter soon crumpled and fell.
The one on the right enraged by the death of his bond brother, roared his despair and grief. An object zoomed toward him, but his shield deflected it, and sent it back spinning. The hunter turned to face this new opposition and charged.

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http://halofanforum.myfastforum.org please read the story.

This story was made by many members on the HFF Not just one member,


The Adventure of HFF

“Covenant 400 yards and closing” Buzzed Pariah’s radio

Everyone was nerviest as hordes of covenant closed in. Pariah griped his Br55 tight as he wiped dirt off his visor. Brewer wielding dual sub machine guns locked and loaded. This wasn’t his first time they were in a sticky situation.

“Covenant 350 yards and closing”

“Alright this is it men. This is what we were made to do. Lets win this!” Yelled Pariah over the radio

Brewer being one of the best shooters in the universe had turned off his radio and had killed most of the aliens.

He had turned on his radio to contact Haloking1721 saying that they are getting in there ship and fleeing and to order a arial and bomb attack.

Then he had told Pariah about what he was going to do Pariah had agreed. But there were also some on the ground fleeing he got in to his brute chopper and splattered them all with the side of the Chopper.

"We've got a problem." Aussietom said. He was in the sniper tower, serving as a lookout and sniper. "We have three Wraiths coming in to the north. We used the last of...Damn!" A Beam Rifle shot just missed his head. He immediatly killed the Jakal that shot at him. "We used the last of the rockets on those Banshees earlier, and we can't get close enough with all this ground support to jack them. We have to find cover. Brewer, radio into Haloking again and tell him to hurry!"

One of the Wraith's mortars had just flipped Brewer's Chopper, so he was running back, mowing down anything in his way with his SMGs. But before he could radio in to Haloking, Jonah shouted over the radio "Something is coming in above us!" Eveyone looked up, but Pariah was the first one to realize what was happening. "They're going to Glass us!

Oh my god! They die but come back to life" said Evelo.

"If we cannot figure out how to kill them for good, we are all DOOMED!" Said Brewer

"Lets try grenading them, on my cou..." Pariah fell to the ground as a rock hit his head, knocking him unconcious.

Commander Caden Brewer Had a Quick Thought!
Brewer Jumped In the Gauss Warhog as the driver
Hoffer as the gunner and HaloKing as the passenger.
The Moter powered up with a burnout drifting to the left.
Brewer Said fire as the 3 Wraiths where in target!
Hoffer was going crazy on that gunner!
HaloKing was getting a head acke from all the noise
Hoffer was making so he jumped out and smashed the elite
out of one of the wraiths.
Brewers Awesome driving skills dodged most of those mortars and Hoffers
Amazing gunning skills killed one of the wraiths whilst there was still one
left.
Jonah was on the radio to the air stike team.
Calling air stike team we need an air stike at 65 Degrees North.
In the distance we heard the swoss of the jets.
The Coward elite jumped out of the wraith and escaped the air strike which destoryed the wraith.
All of a sudden BAM from a sniper rifle the elites head was poped off!
It was AussieTom, and some medics to help the injured marines like pariah which was now well enough to battle again.

Evelo in the Watch Tower saw in coming ghost and ground troops, this was HELL on EARTH.

Hoffer cursed. 'I'm dry.' he announced, hurling the chain gun into the churned up mass of corpses below. 'Looks like we're going to have to make this fight up close-and-personal. Covering support?'
'I'm on it.', Said AussieTom, jumping down from his makeshift barricade, assault rifle at the ready.
'That's a no-go, you two.' announced Jonah with resignation in his voice. 'Much as I'd love to give those split-lips some payback for Reach, air support arrives in two minutes, along with a crate full of Fenris Warheads. those Covenant Bastards are all gonna be blown to Hell, and I'm not intending for anyone else to follow them down. Brewer, pull out!'
'Bad time, I got Wraiths on my tail, and my tires down, requesting immediate assistance! Over.'
'Negative Brewer. The Chain Guns are down, and the covenant forces are too thick on the ground. You'll have to find your own way out.'
'With respect, Jonah,' replied Brewer, a hint of irritable pressure in his tone, 'I don't think these guys are gonna willingly step aside as I get out of the 'Hog, wipe my feet, and strut happily up the red carpet.'
'Haloking, what is your position?' Shouted Hoffer over the COM.
'I'm pinned', came the reply, 'Covenant forces on my six and one. Spec Ops, I think and a Zealot to boot.'
'Zealots? Damnit. The Covenant are really getting edgy.', grunted AussieTom.
'Least we haven't got the spiky blue bastards yet. Count your blessings.' announced Brewer methodically.
'Guys, I could use assistance, since you all seem to be standing around exchanging pleasantries.'
'Negative HaloKing, Damn, Where is our support?'
'Echo 621, do you copy, over?'
'Roger, this is Echo 621', came a staticly distorted response, 'We are taking Banshee Fire, can't shake em... Damn, airbrake Failure, we're going down...'
'Damn, looks like we can take air support out of the equation.'

***

HaloKing loaded his final magazine, and pumped the bullets into the torso of the nearest Elite, who took the bullets willingly, glad to die for his faith. HaloKing was only to happy to grant him that honour.
The Elite took the best part of the clip, but Haloking kept on firing until the rifle read 00, empty.
'Guys, I could use assistance, since you all seem to be standing around exchanging pleasantries.' He announced.
'Negative HaloKing, Damn, Where is our support?'
Haloking switched off the COM and bit his lip. It looked like he's have to find his own way out.
Before he could fully form a plan, an Elite rushed his position, and as a reward for it's courage, it received a rifle butt blow to the head.
HaloKing pulled out a Frag, pulled out a pin with his teeth, and hurled it into the midst of a gang of Grunts bearing Fuel Rod Guns. The subsequent explosions triggered the weapon's fail-safe protocold, and the ensueing blast was sufficient enough to take down 8 of the remaining elites.
And then, out of nowhere, the Zealot appeared at his six, reared, drew an energy blade, roared it's challenge, and charged.
HaloKing's fear and anger coallesced into a single word. As he swore, he felt the combat knife he had been instinctively wirelding drop from his palm, and stood still, numb and immobile in place with fear, waiting to accept his fate.

The Elite charged, blade at the ready. HaloKing grittted his teeth and he stared at his opponent, eyes blazing with hatred, but powerlesws, helpless. All those years of training, those excrutiating years of bioaugmentation, of watching his comrades die from the aftereffects, was worthless now, in the end, he was as powerless as a normal human. He was not invincible, and he had about 4 seconds to come fully to grips with this new epiphany.
The Gold elite twisted it's mandibles in what he assumed to be a triumphant smirk, rase it's blade with relish, and he saw it's head explode in a shower of globular mass.

***

Corporal Evelo service number 60 - 41 - 07 was squatting in a trench about 80 clicks north of HaloKing's position.
He gazed through his 10x scope with a practiced eye, searching hungrily for his first target.
The COM channel crackled into life:
'Haloking, what is your position?' Shouted Hoffer over the COM.
'I'm pinned', came the reply, 'Covenant forces on my six and one. Spec Ops, I think and a Zealot to boot.'
'Zealots? Damnit. The Covenant are really getting edgy.', grunted AussieTom.
'Least we haven't got the spiky blue bastards yet. Count your blessings.' announced Brewer methodically.
'Guys, I could use assistance, since you all seem to be standing around exchanging pleasantries.'
'Negative HaloKing, Damn, Where is our support?'
He clicked off the COM. At least he could lend that support, but it was necessary to keep off the COM so the Covenant wouldn't be able to track his position.
He swiveled the barrel of the rifle round, and observed the fight before him. He saw a Black Spec Ops elite charging HaloKing's fallback spot, and was about to deliver the elite his last ''Welcome to Earth'' giftbasket, when he saw Haloking plunge the butte of his rifle into the Elite's skull, and the alien crumpled twitchingly to the ground.
The remainder opf the fight was hard to follow, as it was followed by a huge explosion, and a mass of charred bodies accompanied this. He was about to try and contact HaloKing over the COM to check his status, but the smoke cleared, and HaloKing was still there, bruised and angry but most certainly alive and kicking. Evelo exhaled the breath he had been subconsciously holding in.
And then, seemingly out of nowhere, a golden Elite charged HaloKings 12, drew an energy blade from it's hip, roared and sprinted at him. He tried to steady his aim on the Alien's head. 'Christ, too fast.', he said to himself.
He saw HaloKing mouth something, and drop his weapon in Hand.
Evelo began to panick. His comrade, his friend, was about to die, and there was nothing he could do. In his panick, he swerved the gun to his left and pressed down hard on the trigger.
When he looked again, the torso of the Elite stood there, but something was wrong, for where it's head should have been, there was nothing except a gore drenched stump, and not merely 2 feet away, HaloKing stood stone still, his face a pale deathly white. It took the Elite a full 10 seconds to fall, but it felt like an eternity.

***

AussieTom, Jonah and Hoffer were still contemplating the situation on the plain when Evelo's voice rang over the COM, 'Evelo to ground team, do you read me over?'
'Roger That.', relied Hoffer gruffly, 'But why are you forsaking your position?'
'There's no point now. We're all clear at my end.'
'Your vitals check out. Status?'
'I'm fine. But this is serious. HaloKing's going through shellshock.'
'No Way', said AussieTom, but the vitals didn't lie, his pulse-rate was erratic, and showed no signs of slowing.
'Echo 172, requesting you dispatch Pelican Dropship for immediate Evac, LZ is hot. I repeat, LZ is hot. We'll give you as much support as we can.
'Negative, Negative,' came the response, 'Covenant Phantoms are hovering about 3 klicks above your position, you'll have to fallback or fight them off.'
'Bullshit.' proclaimed Jonah. 'We can't keep fighting these guys. They keep coming, it's 7 against infinity here.'
'Phantoms,' said AussieTom, 'What kind of backup are they calling in?'
I don't know what it is,' said Hoffer, loading a fresh clip into his M6D, 'But whatever it is, it can't be good. Brewer, report.'
'I'm in the middle of Hell here', said Brewer, 'Vehicle is DOA. I'm surrounded.'
'Brwer, Pantoms are landing on your eleven and two. Covenant reinforcements.'
'Damn, how many of these guys are there?'
'More to come.'
Evelo's voice once again sounded over the COM, 'Phantom dropship's overhead, take cover!'
'No need,' said Brewer casually, slinging a Rocket Launcher over his shoulder. Both Rockets found their targets, and the smouldering remains of the plasma turrets dropped to the floor, crushing any Covenant life that had the misfortune to have been standing under them.
AussieTom emmited a low whistle.
'Don't let your guard down yet, it's not over.'

"I have three Phantoms to my eleven. Each one just deployed three Rangers." Aussietom announced. Why are the Covenant pushing so hard? They were just seven soldiers, guarding a small base. Evelo radioed in. "I've got Haloking, and we are returning to base." "Negative, Evelo" Brewer replied. "We are to hot down here. Find some cover, I'll tell you when things ease up." Just then, as Aussietom riddled one of the Rangers, he noticed a unwelcome sight in the distence. Another army, but this one was different. The Vehicles were more gray then the bright blues and purples of the usual Covenant vehicles. And the leader, with his enormus headress, was carrying what looked like a gaint hammer. Evelo must have noticed them too, because, in a panic stricken voice, he screamed over the COM, "BRUTES!"

Brewer ran.
A Brute with a gravity hammer was always considered an unwelcome acquantance. Also he was out of rockets. He used his initiative, and dived into a cluster of Elites, who took the full force of the hammer, the Brute showing clear disregard for the lives of any except his own kin. Brewer took advantage of the confusion, and, arming himself with a plasma rifle of one of the deceased Elites, aimed, and fired.
The Brute gurgled, spluttered, and fell, as it received 10 rapid shots to the face.
Bringing down the rest of the Brutes was relatively tedious.
'Man these guys are like meatshields.', said AussieTom, wiping the condensated sweat off his visor, 'Even the boys back at the core would be surprised by these big sods.'
'Stow the banta.' proclaimed Hoffer, siting through the 2x scope on his pistol, 'Look.'
They all turned.
Emerging from the Gravity lift were what Brewer had adequately described as 'The Spiky Blue Bastards'.
'Hunters!' screamed Evelo over the COM, 'Aim for the unprotected orange flesh.'
They all brought their assault rifles to bear, and Brewer fired first. Unrelentingly, he fired a burst of rounds into the left alien, which having little time to react, uttered a howl as orange blood splattered it's thich armour, making it raise it's shield in pain and rage.
Taking advantage of this opening, the other three fired, and the hunter soon crumpled and fell.
The one on the right enraged by the death of his bond brother, roared his despair and grief. An object zoomed toward him, but his shield deflected it, and sent it back spinning. The hunter turned to face this new opposition and charged.

As dazzed as Haloking was, he was the first to notice something was wrong. Their were only six of them, instead of the usual seven. "Were is Pariah?" he asked. Everyone got a look of despair on their faces. Then, at the same time, everyone noticed one last working Phantom. Boarding it were two Brutes, carrying a unconscius, but recognizable figure. Everyone was thinking the same thought. "Shit."


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Halo 3 forge Contest:

Yes we are having a contestfor coolest halo 3 forge map.
Rules are:
Must be a member of the http://halofanforum.myfastforum.org
Must have live
Must add Sword Slayer 99 to your friends list
Must name the map HFFC (Your map name here)

We are currently working on some prizes might be cash elite member positon access to moderator and admin only section with ability to post.

Here is the link http://halofanforum.myfastforum.org
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We have more tehn 125 members and we have mroe then 6000 posts we are currently working on a trivia section for peopel who think they know everything abotu halo we are also working on a rpg game its going to be an awsome site when were finished.
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http://halofanforum.myfastforum.org
New template new banner soon theme music OH Yea lol please give us some updates and feed back we have a great General chat area a rewarding Elite member area and I would  say one of the best halo chat sections all i can say is all admins are back and active and some mods we need some new mods and some new active members we Talk about the Halo Movie halo games books and everything else so give us a look and give us some suggestions and Feedback.

Thanks Owner and Admin of HFF(Halo Fan Forum)
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We have upgraded to phpbb3 and now have a new template we are updating are forums catagories and topics we need you to help us with these updates thanks guys.
http://halofanforum.myfastforum.org
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Thanks from the admin
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I am Looking for one admin to help me get the forum back up and running again after that i would want 1 or 2 mods depends on how site does.
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