Over the many years of the Halo franchise, we have had the pleasure of meeting, saving, fighting alongside, and sometimes watching the final moments of many human allies, from our first spin in a Warthog on Halo to our final showdown with the Prophet of Regret on The Covenant. But did you ever wonder what happened to our comrades-in-arms(and sometimes not) after we ran off to the next section of the level, leaving them in the dust, or when we finish the mission and they don't show up in the cutscene? In this collection of short stories, we will take a look at some of these brave men and women who were left behind, and finally uncover their own stories.
Disclaimer(pls read): I DO NOT OWN HALO IN ANY WAY, SHAPE OR FORM, ALL CREDIT FOR THE UNIVERSE GOES TO BUNGIE AND 343, PLUS ALL ASSOCIATED PARTIES. Also this is a fan fiction; while I did my best to make it fit into the universe, this is not official at all. I own the characters I have created, some of the story, and that's about it; also the cover is not mine either, it's from a Halo 2 terminal(yes, this is why I changed the cover of my other Halo book). Also also, I'm just gonna say this now so don't have to later: if you don't understand or want to know more about one of the terms in this book, just search up "Halo" followed by that term, cause I'm not gonna explain every little thing about this universe. Enjoy!
Siren | A Ghost x Reader x König Call of Duty Fanfiction
37 parts Ongoing
37 parts
Ongoing
Slow burn, enemies to lovers fanfic.
"Touching you was a bad idea."
"The worst you've ever had."
"Maybe I should stop."
"If you do, I'll never forgive you."
What happens when a blast from the past is the reason I get reassigned to Task Force 141? I was very clearly NOT what the men of 141 were expecting. I am not the man they thought was joining their group. Chaos ensues as we are tasked with tracking down four stolen missiles. Being teamed with these men was not what I was expecting. Especially catching the eyes of two notorious masked men.