Spartan 117 Master Chief Novels & Stories

"From today onward, you shall be named The Ten Heaven Masters." "Thank you, Sect Master." Everyone was delighted with the new names. "Darryl sighed. He had drunk too much; he walked to the restroom to wash his face so that he could sober up. The Elysium Gate was finally on its right track. Henry B-General, formerly known as Ocean and River Powter, were Level Three Master Generals. The Four Warlords and Wind Rain Thunder Power were Level One Master Generals, and the Ten Heaven Masters were Master Generals too. The power of Elysium Gate was terrifying.

He sat on a levitated and lofty throne while the Masters sat on lower thrones. “I have made the decision of power, that the human Willy will still be enlisted as agent 02 or in other words the agent of Order,” the Supreme Master said scanning the grey faces of the Masters for any response, None, just faint nods. “Oswald will be agent 01 or the agent of Chaos,” The Supreme Master said emphasizing with both hands. “You have done it again my master,” said the Supreme Master’s Chief Advisor with a grey raised fist. “The energy levels are beyond anything our worlds have ever seen!”

Pressured by circumstances, Clark reluctantly listened to his potential client's request, only to discover it was the Young Master who had once slandered him, nearly taking his life. Renamed Agent C, Clark recognized the face despite the Young Master's aging. Today marked their first meeting in ten years. "So, whom do you want me to eliminate?" The Young Master revealed his target: Arrendice Hart, his cousin, a significant obstacle since her mother's demise. Clark, now aware of the family's intricate turmoil, faced a moral dilemma.

Simpson got back to his feet now that the supreme master had removed his attention from him. “Who dares?”The Supreme Master asked, his voice calm yet laced with the threat of violence. “Who dares attack?” Gary raised his head, eyes filled with urgency. “The rival organization, Liam Danvers is with them too.” A humourless chuckle came from the supreme master's lips. “Liam Danvers is here?” His gaze shifted forward, eyes sharp as blades. “Then he is a fool.” His fingers curled into fists. “He just made it easier. Find him and bring his head to me!”

the police chief muttered before taking two steps closer to Spade, he watched his every move, waiting to see if he would react to anything done or said, he'd heard a lot about Spade, he'd never met him before but he was one of his greatest challenge since becoming the police chief, he was patiently waiting for the day where he'd have Spade at his mercy and that day was fast approaching, with the amount of information he was gathering on him, it wouldn't take long before he would pin him and have him behind bars. "I'm here to ask you a few questions, if you don't mind" he muttered looking at the office as if looking for something, his eyes rested on the man behind Spade and he could see the h

He asked, his tone dripping with authority. Jasmine titled her head slightly, chin raised to sophistication. “Where I go is non of your business, Mr master,” Mr Master? Jerald’s brows twitched slightly, amusement tugging at his invisible expression. She was back with a sharp tone. What a sweet name. Mr Master. His lips twitched softly, curling into a deadly smirk wrapped in seduction. His hand rose, moving closer to her face. Jasmine stilled as his fingers hovered only an ich away from her face.

"you know what,you're right. There's no we or us. There's me and six church rats begging to be important." The first man by the left cocked his gun. "don't test me," Anthony warned. The man pulled down his gun. "why are we here?" The youngest asked. Anthony took a clear glance at him. Paschal's son had already taken over? Well,it was good to get some young competition. "A fool grew the nerves to attack my companies."He started. "I heard of that on the news," The leader spoke up. "good. I know Maldini couldn't have done it. He values his daughter." He looked at the first by the right. "you couldn't have done it. You lack potential." The man grunted in reply.

His patience was thin tonight. "Come in," he said gruffly. The door creaked open, revealing Spade—a fresh-faced fighter, still learning the rules of the game. Bruises lined his jaw, a split lip still raw from earlier. "Hey, Kane. Can I talk to you for a moment?" Kane's gaze flickered back to the clock. Almost 2 AM. Mona was waiting. "Yeah," he muttered. "Come in." Spade stepped inside, shifting uneasily. His hands were shoved deep into his pockets, shoulders tense.

Rooni gasped, almost running away. "Bloody spirits, MasterChief! Would you quit sneaking up on us?" Rooni complained. "And when would you quit getting startled at the slightest excitement?" MasterChief responded. "I wasn't startled. I was just, excited," Rooni shrugged. The MasterChief chuckled as he sat down with the bunch. "I'm not sure I got you correctly. But I think I heard you say that the man is no ordinary man. How?" Vira asked. "Not many know this but..." MasterChief looked around and then in a lowered voice he continued," That man is Commander Benek. The late King's War Chief."

The CEO stood and announced solemnly, "Rex not only saved the company in its time of crisis, but also demonstrated extraordinary technical strength. By decision of the board, he is hereby appointed Chief Technology Officer, reporting directly to me." Applause thundered through the hall. "Furthermore, Rex will lead our elite team to compete in the International Artificial Intelligence Competition in abroad next month and bring honor to our company!" I raised my glass and looked around. Those who once ordered me around were now either disgraced or fawning. And I had earned genuine respect with nothing but real skill. On my way home, I received a text from an unfamiliar number: [Rex, this is Ja