Spartan 117 Master Chief Novels & Stories

"I have so many things to do" "Yes Master. I'm... I'm really sorry for eating into your precious time". She said innocently and brought out a stick of meat. Thinking of it, the all - talked about camp was in less than 30 hours. Hmm. Octavia didn't need anyone to tell her it was going to be damn hot and Maybe, bloody. Because most of the Masters' been waiting for that opportunity so they could contest for the new X-leader. The X-family had 12 masters in total. 12 freaking Masters who were all blood-thirsy.

The next two days were filled with sweat, dirt and general exhaustion. Micah had been serious when he offered to train me, and I quickly began to see the High Lord lingering beneath his familiar skin. High Lord Micah was brutal, unforgiving and generally ruthless when it came to my training.

At his back was a symbol that they were all familiar with. Ah, it's not just a symbol that caught their attention, at the side of him was a proudly standing flag that symbolizes their country. A familiar thirteen horizontal stripes, seven red alternating with white, and countless stars that seems to represent a new constellations. One of them, stunned and awestruck, can't help but exclaim in a form of a whisper, "What the… isn't that?" ["Thank you for your participation, officers of the Vyseni's and PSIA's most cherished squad, SPADE, and especially to you, Archilles Callisto, commander-in-chief. My name is Stanley Laurel II."]

The phone speaker crackles again, the chief of security’s voice trembling with absolute terror. "The master key belongs to Xavier Adrian, sir…”

"Balric Alexander, I don't know... Marcus master is a friend of the Brown family. If I had known, if I killed him, I wouldn't have dared to oppose Marcus master. I didn't do this right, I was wrong. I was wrong..." "You can't do anything by apologizing to me. Marcus Master will forgive you. With Marcus Master's ability, wanting to kill you is easier than trampling an ant to death. You are eating a tiger's liver and secret leopard, dare to be enemies with Marcus master?" The more Balric Alexander spoke, the angrier he became, flying straight up on one leg and kicking Allen Old on the buttocks.

My late father must have been bellowing in his grave. "..he couldn't do anything about it. That's how it is.. if the Master wants you there is no way of going about it." "Do you still see him..?" "Who?" She questioned. "Master Gallagher the 1st.." "Occasionally.." "Do you like it?" I questioned and this made her laugh. "Stop with the stupid questions dear." I felt guilty. "You said Master William was here yesterday?" I changed the subject. "Yes, apparently rumor has it. He wants to permanently buy you off from his father."

“We are going to do our best, but in this one, it is Valerie who needs to fight.” “I can try,” Xavier growled. I touched his arm gently. “Xavier… I need to know what the plan is.” He turned to me then, the intensity in his eyes enough to steal the breath from my lungs. “We prepare for war,” he said. “But not out of fear. Out of strategy.” Hunter nodded. “I’m setting scouts on the western line. I’ll have Kai handle the perimeter. But there’s something else.” He looked between the two of us.

After the head butler gave a perfunctory answer, the host asked another question again. "Is there anything in particular that you find any similarities and differences between the three masters? Who among them stands out to you the most?" This question made everyone focus on the head butler. Javier just listened indifferently as if this question was not related to him at all. The head butler paused for a moment. He glanced at the camera. His solemn expression contained a hint of sincerity as he answered, "Of course there is. I served three masters and they are all different. The former head, Master Conrad is tough and resolute. While Master Colton is ruthless and cunning. On the other hand,

He didn’t really care about the lives of his men, but he was annoyed that they had lost more than they were prepared to. “Do not lose yourselves! Losing courage is equivalent to betraying the trust of the Master!” Major Glen’s voice spread through the army like a mighty ocean wave. The chaos was calmed immediately. Their Emperor’s title was like a sacred treasure that could not be defiled. All the soldiers feared and respected the Master. They didn’t want to shame his name. They quickly regained their cool and resumed their march. Although there were occasional explosions, the army didn’t flinch. Even when the explosions happened right before their noses, they remained steadfast and immovabl

He nodded at me with a forced half smile. “This is my father, Spartan. He is the pack Beta” he pointed to the man beside him. “Hello sir” I squeaked. “Nice to meet you” he nodded in response. I looked over the giant man in front of me. I swallowed down the ball of nerves that had lodged itself in my throat. If a man as huge and intimidating as Spartan is only the second in command of the pack, I dread to think what Gunner’s father will be like.