D'sim Kalumee and the Xenomorph Hive Part 1.
The black-clad elite reached around behind him, obviously choosing the most damaged and worn rifle that he could find, and placing it on the desk before him. "here you are, best in the entire covenant."
Life as a Elite Part 1
I got up and stared at the big elite i was fighting. he was ready to swing again but the arbiter ran in and raged the elite and hit him in the gut. the elite fell to the ground trying to get his breath back, but limbed away as the arbiter dismissed him.
Life as a Elite Chapter 2
I hit the elite back in the chest and then the face. i turned to the other elite. "wait i was just kidding!" i spit out some blood and looked at the elite. "if you know what's best you better leave now." the elites got up and looked at me.
Life as a Elite Chapter 1
I got up and stared at the big elite i was fighting. he was ready to swing again but the arbiter ran in and raged the elite and hit him in the gut. the elite fell to the ground trying to get his breath back, but limbed away as the arbiter dismissed him.
Finding a way Home: ch. 1
The elite yelled as the grenade stuck like glue to his gold plated chest. the blue armored elite behind him turned saw the grenade and kicked him out a hole in the side of the ruins.
1 Down, 400 Billion to go
# 1 down, 400 billion to go. By: Marcus R. Jones The controls vibrated slightly, as the engines roared to life. The fur's paws shaking a little with the excitement of what they were about to do. The air was cool and dry, the lights dark and coming...
The Transfer Part II
Not that it truly mattered to him, elites were elites, no matter the gender. every last one of them could rip his head off if he spoke out of line. he continued down the hallway, back to the bridge.
PoolSide - FurStory
He looked up to discover elite was bleeding. having taking punches, elite was left with a cut across his eyebrow and bleeding from his nose.
Lamp Chat
**elite\_efr33t:** back. **alassin:** hey. **thebluecrusader:** wb **jann-in-the-pann:** that didn't last long. **prime\_maridian:** wotcher. **djinnbug:**'sup. did you do the thing? **elite\_efr33t:** nope.
Trial By Fire
Then the elite that captured him, walks out from the cockpit. now that he can see better the elite was gold class, maybe a zealot. zealots are elites that scavenge relics of their religion. "why am i here?" matt asked the elite.
The Halo Records- Ch. 1
The elite stopped in his tracks, cursing as he realized he had completely forgotten about the ai, the overall primary object that the elites were after. he almost hit himself; his thoughts were completely centered on the chief.
The Transfer Part I
The interesting thing was, he didn't see any elites around. he transferred here on his night shift aboard the unsc carrier mcclellan. he wasn't wide awake, yet he knew he saw elites walking some of the hallways around here.