Theflood Stories

This is my first halo fan fic and there is going to be some bioshock thing and some doom thing are in here but it all halo and here the story. the new rookie (Noah Bichelmeyer) get his first mission with the new O.D.S.T team and when they get on get need their pods but a shock wave make another pod hit rookies pod and then he crashes and he meet someone and help him and will the rookie became master chief let find.

After playing and finishing (Finaly) Dead Space Remake and Halo, i had an idea: Hey, what if our favorite knight and Rose from RWBY had the powers of the Necromorphs/The Marker and The Flood, oh boy do they have no idea what headaches are awaiting for them, this fic is a semi-serious Crack-Fic, with less serious stuff than any other semi-serious stuff, so expect alot of humor, blood, gore, funny deaths and other stuff because its a crossover of one of the most brutal and bloodiest games with RWBY... Let the slaughter- i mean story begin (Evil laughter), btw i own shit...

HALO: THE HUSK SOLDIER Authored by: Elvin Ibis ​Halo: The Husk Soldier plunges into the freezing void of the Weeping Shard; a fractured continent of Zeta Halo where the war never ended, it just rotted. Enter Enoch-064: the Husk. A Spartan-VI prototype surgically stripped of emotion by the Composer Nanites of Project Prometheus. He is not a savior; he is a calculator made of meat and cerasteel, deployed by the amoral Dr. Silas Roth to salvage the dead. ​But the dead are speaking. Deep in the cryo-mines, Enoch discovers he is not the only experiment on the ice. Waiting in the dark is The Patient One: Rian Jax-019. A failed Spartan candidate corrupted by the Flood yet horrifyingly cognizant. Jax is a sadist who weaponizes the parasite to settle a blood feud with the brother who replaced him. ​Forced into a fragile alliance with a rampant Monitor, a disgraced Elite Ronin, and a terrified ODST handler, Enoch faces a three-way war against the Banished, Fireteam Myrmidon's purge protocols, and his own hollow nature. To defeat a monster that consumed his past, Enoch must embrace the one defect Roth tried to delete: his humanity. In a battle of attrition between the perfect weapon and the perfect predator, the Husk must burn brighter than the sun. Or be swallowed by the void. STILL IN PROGRESS

The Flood does not negotiate. It does not repent. It only consumes. Or so the Forerunners thought. Deep within the pulsing, bioluminescent corridors of the Hive, the Gravemind-the collective consciousness of trillions of stolen souls-finds an object that defies his divinity. Bound in green leather and gold filigree, the Book speaks of a Balance that the stars themselves cannot pay. For the first time in an eternity, the hunger stops. The silence begins. "We were the blind. We were the shadows who claimed to have swallowed the sun, only to find the Light was never ours to take." In this reimagining of the Halo mythos, the greatest threat to existence faces the only power it cannot conquer: the weight of its own conscience.

This is inspiration from (Halo: the Flood) novel by William C. Dietz the story takes place in the First installment of Halo (Halo: Combat Evolved) Video game. So as such I don't own Halo. Halo Series is owned by 343 industries and bungie.

Will not have Images of the characters but Two chapters listing the characters chapter 1 = MLP character list, choose and you'll be accepted chapter 2 = Oc insertation or whatever, list said oc and It'll be in chapter 3 = Flood stages[might use images, not sure though] chapter 4 = Questions any chapter afterwards = Locations

This poem is about a little girl that is in a dark place and only have sad thoughts, who crys herself to sleep because no one is there to help and let her lean on them. But the little girl dont want everyone to know what she is going through.

A familiar foe of the Doctor's returns, and they want nothing more than revenge. Luckily for them, they do manage to make a big takeover of the universe, but not in the way they were expecting...

The lobby went dead silent at first. And then...all hell broke loose and I slowly backed away from the window as a gargantuan wall of water swept towards me, destroying everything in its path. And I felt only one thing in that moment. A flood of terror. *** So this story is based off the true event of a tsunami, one as disastrous as the 2004 Boxing day one. For more information take a look at the Author's Note at the beginning! Copyright belongs to me :) #30 disaster = 20th Jan 2020

As God is busy flooding the Earth, Crowley and Aziraphale are left stranded in a cave at the top of a mountain. Crowley starts getting flashbacks of his Fall. Later, after the near-Apocalypse, Aziraphale asks Crowley about his Fall, and what caused it. Aziraphale/Crowley at the end. Hurt/Comfort, angst, fluff. One-Shot.

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En-men-gal-ana was a babylonian king who lived to see the prime and the best of Babylon before the gods sent a flood that would cleanse the earth from the noise the humans made. Who was En-men-gal-ana? And what made him so special?

Darkness. That's the first thing you'll remember if you fall down the pit. Many have gotten trapped there. None have escaped - not without horrible side effects. Who would've thought that a simple camping trip would've led to the mysterious disappearance of three kids? With ghostly guards and creepy creatures hunting them, and emotional disasters, will the kids find the hidden light at the end of this long, dark tunnel?

When a parasitic consciousness achieves total self-actualization, what emerges is not mindless hunger-but taste. Follow the Gravemind as he transforms from monster into philosopher, critic, and cosmic dandy. In the depths of his hive, surrounded by the libraries of fallen civilizations, he debates aesthetics with a logic-plagued AI, dances to stolen jazz records, and appreciates the beauty of worlds he devours. This is cosmic horror reimagined as performance art. This is the terror that comes not from destruction, but from being appreciated by something that eats suns for breakfast and reads Paradise Lost for dessert. A meditation on monstrosity, consciousness, and what happens when evil develops a sense of humor-and exquisite taste. Because sometimes the scariest thing isn't the monster that hates you. It's the one that loves what you've created while it consumes it.

Volume 3 features: . A Ratchet and Clank: All 4 One parody of Turn Me On by Nicki Minaj . A Frozen parody of We Will Rock You By Queen . A parody of The Flood by Cheryl Tweedy based on Homicidal Liu . A parody of Let It Go from Frozen based on Sonic Lost World's Legend of Zelda DLC

A collection of short sci-fi stories depicting how the world ended and a few pieces looking into the minds of some of the survivors. Keep in mind I will most likely upload some connecter chapters later on to change this into a single flowing story.

The Bible says, just like in the days of Noah, so shall it be in the last days. Before the coming of Jesus Christ to get his church. In the Bible we see, if we are searching for God, all we have to do is be quiet and listen. He is that {still small voice.} People search 🔍 for God all over the place, not even realizing, that "he is right there in our closet" so to speak. God is not hard to find. If you really are searching for him. For that one on one personal relationship. We must establish a relationship with him, before we meet him. One other place you can find him is in your dreams. Now, I understand why we sleep. I think we sleep so that God can have some time with us. But we must be open to him. Our dreams show us our life and way much more.

This is an idea I have had in my head for a while and I will have an info chapter explaining a general idea I'm going to start with and I would love any input on sub stories anyone may want to see happen so here is a more proper description of what I will have happen: A lone spartan III in a desperate struggle for the survival of humanity against the covenant and perhaps even a terrifying new threat.