Halo 4 - Meeting the Goddess

> This is my re-imagining of the Master Chief meeting the Librarin during the Reclaimer level of Halo 4. I’ve added some new dialogue, extra details and expanded on the meanings behind events and references mentioned or shown during the meeting. Hope you enjoy it.

“Cortana to Infinity, we are entering the Forerunner structure.”

As Cortana informed the UNSC Infinity of their position, all that she was able to receive was a garbled transition from the vessel’s captain, Andrew Del Rio. She could only surmise that the particle cannon network pinning the ship down must be causing interference with the Master Chief’s communications. However, she was able to make out the coordinates to the cannon’s controls that the Infinity had detected in the structure. Once again, however, the two were on their own. Chief opened a door and was met with brilliant blue lights lining the super-polished metal Forerunner walls, a floor composed of hard-light reverberating beneath his feet. It was easy to see why the Covenant viewed Forerunner facilities of all shapes and sizes as holy places, they had an aura of majesty to them. Cortana could detect Chief’s nerves tightening as a Sentinel flew past only to stop and examine the Master Chief. The curious machine floated over to another door and once again faced the Chief. Was it beckoning them or leading them into a trap? With caution, the Chief approached the construct and saw that it unlocked the previously inaccessible door.

Chief walked past the Sentinel and down the hall until he reach a dead-end. The door behind him closed and the floor began to vibrate until it slowly started to go down. It was only an elevator.

"This elevator should take us directly to the coordinates Infinity provided. Almost like those Sentinels WANTED us to get the particle cannons offline, "Cortana quipped as the elevator continued its descent.

“This could be a trap,” the Master Chief said dryly.

“You say that like there’s a second possibly.”

“I still don’t understand why the Sentinels haven’t been as aggressive as those Prometheans. They usually aren’t nearly as friendly.”

“Then again, there isn’t a psychopathic killer AI out to take your skull and use me as a science experiment to keep his precious ring safe. Though the living Forerunner with anger issues comes in a close second.”

“The Didact seemed to be imprisoned here on Requiem, think there may be a warden of sorts trying to keep him in place?”

“It’s possible, but we likely won’t know for sure until we get to the coordinates Infinity sent us.”

The elevator came to a stop and the door opened up to a Sentinel patiently waiting for their arrival. It turned and sputtered off down the hall with the Chief right behind it. He stepped into another cathedral-looking hall with his rifle clutched in anticipation for a trap that never came. More Sentinels arrived to close more doors, in a sense corralling him towards the destination they wanted him to go. The final door left available to him opened and drowned out the radiant blue Forerunner facility with a cascade of orange light off in the distance.

“We’ve reached the coordinates. This looks like the place,” Cortana confirmed as Chief made his way past giant cylindrical machines that hummed with energy. She marked a terminal hub to be plugged into, the holographic representations of the cannon network lay before her as she materialized on the pillar before it.

Crossing her arms and examining the controls, Cortana remarked, “The particle cannon network must use these arrays for targeting and guidance. It’s an automated system so it won’t TECHNICALLY allow me to redirect the cannons to fire on one another… TECHNICALLY. Cortana to Infinity, the guns should be offline. How’s it look from up there? Infinity?"

Communications with the Infinity had flatlined, but that wasn’t all that concerned her at the moment. Cortana detected the echo of another presence inside the system, a presence that felt like it was everywhere at once. The only other time she had felt this disturbed was when she confronted the Covenant AI onboard the Ascendant Justice just after the destruction of Installation 04, but this new intelligence felt more…alive.

"Cortana, what’s going on?” Chief asked as the structure began to shake around them.

“Something is in here – CHIEF!”

Cortana suddenly disappeared in a blue flash before Chief. He tapped the pillar that once held her and found that he could not retrieve her datachip, it was sealed tightly in place. She managed to say that something was in the system with her before she disappeared, had it been the Didact? Chief pondered this as he aimlessly wandered near the particle cannon controls looking for some sort of clue. Instead, he noticed a group of Sentinels hovering before him and backing up after he had turned to face them. Following the Sentinels ahead seemed to trigger a hard-light bridge to flicker into existence and lead to secret room.

After crossing the chasm, the Sentinels led him through a maze of rooms until eventually getting him to a platform with a hauntingly beautiful blue pillar of light. The Sentinels circled around the pillar and then dispersed, leaving only him and the light. Chief slowly advanced towards the light, yet it felt like he was compelled by the gentle push of an invisible hand. And then, blindness.

Even with the polarization of his visor at the maximum levels it could go to, the Chief was still blinded by the piercing whiteness that wrapped itself around him. As his vision began to improve, he could tell he was no longer inside the Forerunner structure he had been in. An expansive sky surrounded him with Forerunner machinery emitting harmonic frequencies that sounded more musical than the typical reverberations Forerunner technology made. It was then that he noticed a figure floating above him. Whatever it was, it was still directly in front of the sun ahead and Chief had to place his hand in front of his eyes to get a better look.

Angel.
Mother.
Goddess.

Those words flashed across his mind almost instinctively, but he found himself not doubting them regardless. As the figure began to get closer, the Chief began to smell the familiar scent of soap, a scent he attributed to his mother. He has long forgotten what she looked like, but that smell brought back a flood of memories that played out in seconds. Birthdays, barbecues, family outings, school lessons, all things repressed and forgotten were rediscovered. Then the memories stopped at a lake and Chief could see a girl drowning. A little boy, himself at the age of 6, saved her and promised to marry her when they got older. It was Parisa, one of his old childhood friends. He had met her again years later when New Mombasa was being invaded by the Covenant, but she didn’t know who he was and she could never know. What did his mother and Parisa have to do with this figure? The smell of soap subsided and a new one emerged, one of antiseptic gel. Dr. Halsey flashed across his mind, he remembered that he needed Halsey to fix Cortana and stop her from going rampant. All of these women were important to his life and yet why?

“Who are you?” the Chief was finally able.

A calm, wise voice permeated the light ans answered, “I am what remains of the Forerunner once known as the Librarian.”

As the light peeled away, Chief finally got a good look at this “Librarian”. She was balanced on a small pedestal that gave her the illusion of being in flight. A thin, reflective blue material covered her form while a massive head ornament adorned her head. The Librarian’s facial features made her appear old and tired, but also gave her a motherly demeanor. Though she was roughly the same height as Chief, she did not come off as threatening. In a way, she seemed human.

The Librarian continued, “My memories were retained to assist humanity on their path to the Mantle. Though sadly, that plan is now at risk. The Didact is leaving Requiem. Soon. You must not allow it.”

“Leaving?” the Master Chief asked, “What is he planning to do?”

“He seeks this,” the Librarian said as she motioned towards a blue projection of an imposing Forerunner device, “The Composer. A device which will allow him to finally contain the greatest enemy ever faced by the Forerunners.”

She paused before finishing her statement in a voice that expressed great sadness and regret, “You”.

The Master Chief turned to face the Librarian, completely confused and in shock as to what she had just said. Yet before he could ask her to clarify, his vision began to blur, the harmonic devices around him began to pulsate and then, blackness.

From the darkness, a light shone ahead and was advancing towards the Master Chief. He shielded his vision once more, but soon after he began to notice his hand begin to break apart into pieces. The fragmentation traveled up his arm and tore apart his legs, torso and finally his head until he vanished and reappeared gazing at what seemed to be a battlefield before him. Thousands of armor figures of varying heights clashed on the battlefield, exchanging plasma fire with one another as warships and fighters screamed across the sky delivering payloads below. One of the armor figures ran up besides Chief and fired towards the figures below, though he seemed not to noticed Chief at all. A high-powered energy round splashed across his helmet and killed the warrior. Chief knelt down by the warrior and discovered a human face behind the melted metal of his helmet. As he turned towards the war erupting below him, he could hear the Librarian’s voice lecturing him on the carnage below.

"Mankind spread across the stars with an unexpected, desperate violence. Entire systems fell before the Didact’s Warrior-Servants rose to halt the aggression. When the Didact finally exhausted the humans after a millennia, his sentence was severe.”

The battle faded like dust in the wind as a new scene reclaimed the landscape, this time one of a city populated by humans. However, it was not any modern city that Chief was aware of, it was far too advanced. But humans were humans and they were afraid. The warriors from before were firing into a crowd, but it was only on closer inspection that Chief recognized what the large, mass of human suffering before him truly was, it was the Flood. Small Infection Forms latched onto the bodies of the courageous warriors and burrowed inside them as they fell to the ground convulsing and suffering in much the same way Chief had seen numerous times on the Halos and Earth. Infected humans of all shapes and sizes trampled over their soon to be infected comrades in pursuit of those not yet taken by the Flood.

Chief grabbed the base of his neck and remembered the terror he had felt back on the Pillar of Autumn as an Infection Form nearly claimed him. He was lucky Cortana was still in his system to shock the parasite off of him, saving him from a terrible fate. Sadly, these humans would not be so lucky.

We had no way of knowing that the Forerunners were not your only enemy. Humanity hadn’t been expanding. They were running. Your previously seen acts of aggression now made sense to us. You had not invaded countless worlds in greed and selfishness, you needed the resources to combat the Flood and the worlds that you did find already infected, you put out of their misery. Humanity had been pruning the galaxy of infected worlds, though we did not see it like that at the time and we suffered for it.”

The infected world began to fall apart around Chief as he saw a large ship hover above with its underside glowing a brilliant blue before destroying everything around it. After the flash, the Chief found himself standing before a gathering of giant Forerunners gazing at holographic rings being positioned around a star map of the galaxy. The Halos.

“Weakened from our conflict, we were no match for the parasite which pursued you. The Forerunners made plans for a final, great journey. But the Didact refused to yield our Mantle of Responsibility. He would save all life in the galaxy… at a cost.”

Next, the Chief found himself standing before a large device, bizarre symbols etched all over it. A Forerunner stepped forward and crossed one arm over his chest and gazed up at the device. The device’s central “eye” began to glow brighter and brighter before ti shot out a beam at the Forerunner before it. The Forerunner began to smile as his hand began to dissolve into brilliant cube-shaped particles with the rest of his body following soon after.

“In the Forerunners’ quest for transcendence, the Composer had been intended to bridge the organic and digital realms. It would have made us immortal.”

Suddenly, the scene shifted to frantic Forerunners huddled around a platform near the Composer and gazed in horror at the creature materializing before them. A black blob pulsated on the platform before a vaguely humanoid form seemed to erupt from within the mass. An expression of extreme pain and terror molded itself within the blob and a gelatinous hand vainly attempted to touch the Forerunners gathered around it. Soon after, the sad creature slumped over and expired.

“But its results soured. The stored personalities fragmented, and our attempts to return them into biological states created only abominations.”
The maddening scene made way for the landing of a vessel and an all too familiar figure emerged. Despite the different armor, the Chief unconsciously knew it was the Didact. Though this was a vision, the Didact seemed to pierce into Chief’s very soul. Suddenly, he pointed at Chief.

“Such moral concerns faded from the Didact’s attention. The Flood only assimilated living tissue. The Composer would provide the Didact his solution… and his revenge."

After he quickly processed everything he had seen, a startling revelation rippled across Chief’s mind. Ancient human warriors defeated by the Forerunners, experimentation with the Composer to achieve transcendence ending with failure, the Flood appearing and threatening Forerunner dominance and the Didact’s revenge against his human enemies all culminated into one conclusion.

“The Prometheans,” Chief stated, “They’re human.”

A look of sadness and shame betrayed the Librarian’s face as she answer, “"They were only the beginning. He would have encrypted your entire race if we had not removed the Composer from his care and imprisoned him here. His madness and commitment to the Mantle we all held dear blinded him from reason.”

“So what do we do know? Why is it that humans were able to free him from his captivity?” Chief asked.

“We had hoped his isolation and meditation with the Domain would clear his mind of his hatred and bitterness. It was during his exile that he came into contact with the Flood and it was that devious parasite that exploited his mind into betraying the trust of our people. And our love.”

The Librarian drifted closer to Chief and placed her hand on his helmet lovingly. Even though he could not feel her touch, Chief could sense that it was the one a mother gave to her child. There was that word again, mother. The Spartans had always seen Dr. Halsey as their mother, she was the closest thing most of them had to a mother after being kidnapped and conscripted into the Spartan-II Program. Dr. Halsey’s features seemed to emerge from the Librarian’s for the briefest of moments and put his mind at ease. This Librarian, could she be called the mother of mankind?

Angel.
Guardian.
Goddess.
Anima.
Sister.
Lover.

Mother.

“Reclaimer, when I indexed mankind for repopulation, I hid seeds from the Didact. Seeds which would lead to an eventuality. Your physical evolution. Your combat skin. Even your ancilla, Cortana. You are the culmination of a thousand lifetimes of planning."

“Planning for what?”

Before he could get an answer, the Librarian looked around herself as black storm clouds began to blot out the sun and bring a chilling wind, a wind the Chief was able to feel inside his armor. Worry was spelled out on the Librarian’s face as she whispered, “He has found us.”

“Even in death, her meddling continues!” the diabolical voice of the Didact thundered from the sky as his Promethean Knights rose on platforms around them, ready to strike at the first command.

Chief returned to face the Librarian, who grabbed his shoulders and said, ““Reclaimer, the genesong I placed within you contains many gifts, including an immunity to the Composer, but it must be unlocked.”

“How?”

The Didact interrupted once more, “Release your contact essence at once! Why must you continue to conspire against me my wife? Do you not remember what his kind did to our people? Our children?”

Pain forced the Librarian’s eyes shut, but she regained herself and replied, “Your evolutionary journey must be accelerated.”

“Can I defeat the Didact without it?”

“No,”

“Then do it.”

“Prepare…”

And for the briefest moment, Chief swore he saw a bit of Cortana in the Librarian.

When Chief opened his eyes, he was surrounded by an expansive sea of stars. As he gazed down, he was no longer in his armor, but simply naked in the starry void of deep space. Before him, the stars seemed to shift and form images that he could not quite understand at first. He first saw the aftermath of a battle between humans and Forerunners being examined by the Didact. Chief’s first emotion was that of anger, but when the Didact knelt down to cover and close the eyes of a dead human warrior, the ocean of anger welling within him subsided.

The next image was the Didact surrounded by other armored Forerunners. Holographic Halos surrounded him, but he swiped at those representations in defiance seemingly stemming from some disapproval of them. The Didact then hung his head in shame and left in dejection. A tender embrace between Librarian and Didact followed next and the form of the Didact slowly began to wither before he was placed with a sphere, a Cryptum some unconscious voice whispered. The stars then formed Earth as a Forerunner vessel landed and a smaller male Forerunner stripped of his armor emerged and tagged along with two humans, one smaller in stature yet seemed to suggest he was endowed with great wisdom while the other was tall and the words dangerous and guilty swirled around him. Why? Who was this boy and why did he seem familiar to Chief?

The three ventured on and discovered the Didact’s Cryptum, opening it and releasing him from his exile. The young Forerunner and humans then disappeared, flung away from the Didact who was then recaptured, but this time he was in the captivity of a shapeless mass that resembled a Venus flytrap and devil. The Gravemind the voice whispered once again. The Didact was poked and prodded by the beast and seemed to scream in terror. The final star scene began with a Halo being blasted with a beam and countless human forms traveling up the beam and into the Composer with the Didact watching earnestly.

The stars then began to fall and the inky blackness of space began to shine. Chief blinked and found himself back inside the Forerunner structure he had entered. He struggled to move, but was held firmly in place as pain shot throughout his body and his armor’s warning systems indicating that his vitals were going berserk. Once the pain subsided, he was freed from confinement and almost collapsed on the floor.

“Chief up here!”

It was Cortana, she hadn’t been damaged after and was waiting on a pedestal. Promethean Knights and Crawlers teleported into existence and immediately began to attack. Chief leaped to where Cortana was, snatched her and returned fire. Chief got the three Crawlers scurrying around with a sweep of his MA5D and turned to face the Knight. It swung its energy blade at him, forcing Chief to roll under it and pump more rounds into the machines back. The Knight’s shields flickered and faded before it took another swing. He dodged the blade again and then reached for the Knight’s arm and ripped the blade off. The Knight roared in Chief’s face before he jammed the blade into its face. Like all the others, the Knight disintegrated into ash-like particles and vanished. Knowing its origin, Chief felt a brief pang of regret, but pushed it down as best as he could.

As he moved into the nearby elevator, Cortana asked, “Chief, what happened? Your bio readings are all over the map!"

“It’s a long story, but I know what the Didact’s after.”

“I know that part. The Librarian filled me in when she snatched me from the system. But what I don’t know is what she did to you!"

“We’ll have to find out later, right now we still have to get those particle cannons offline and warn the UNSC about the Didact and his plans. That is our priority directive no matter the cost.”

Wow, nice job Cobra! Always nice seeing things from a new perspective, particularly with the level of detail you’ve put in. The references to Cryptum were certainly a nice touch - definitely adds a lot more back story to the scene. As with anything, it’s always great to be able to know what John’s thinking, and I think you were able to present his character quite close to how he’s potrayed in the books. But yeah I enjoyed this, planning on doing anything else like it? Possibly any other scenes?

Nice ! Just a couple of points

> “The Didact seemed to be imprisoned here on Requiem, think there may be a warden of sorts trying to keep him in place?”
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> “It’s possible, but we likely won’t know for sure until we get to the coordinates Infinity sent us.”

I find this a bit weird. Why does chief suddenly know the eventual correct assumption that the Didact is imprisoned here ? Sounds a bit too hacky story telling.

IMO It would be better if Cortana made the guess, She has been in all the systems, and has made better guesses throughout the trilogy.

  1. The words Chief thinks about when the Librarian appears are a bit lame IMO.

Too Much of “Go read the Forerunner sage”

I like the fact that the chief thinks of his past.

> “Leaving?” the Master Chief asked, “<mark>What is he planning to do</mark>?”

This IMO doesn’t sound like something Chief would say. I would go with the words “Why” and/or “Where to” than immediately thinking he’s planning something.

Especially if chief though this was his prison. People like to escape from those but it doesn’t mean they have a plan at the ready. Just strange Thinking IMO

> We had no way of knowing that the Forerunners were not your only enemy. Humanity hadn’t been expanding. They were running. Your previously seen acts of aggression now made sense to us. You had not invaded countless worlds in greed and selfishness, you needed the resources to combat the Flood and the worlds that you did find already infected, you put out of their misery. Humanity had been pruning the galaxy of infected worlds, though we did not see it like that at the time and we suffered for it.”

This does not sound like something a Forerunner would say.

Makes it sound like the humans could have solved the Flood. But they couldn’t. The Forerunners where more smart and had WAY more recourses.

Makes it sounds like “Oh yeah sorry, We where suddenly idiots, and forgot that we hate war so we just killed them” IMO the humans could just have told the Forerunners what they were doing. and ask for help.

Just makes the Forerunners sound like the bad guys even though Humans would VERY probably do the same.

  1. Again the weird words.

I do however VERY MUCH like the scene of chiefs changing.

The rest is almost gold. Putting a more story style vibe in it, Instead of just showing the player stuff.

So my complaints are more the how it happens then it happening,

I see your points Candy. Perhaps Cortana would’ve been the more ideal character to suggest the Didact’s imprisonment, but I think Chief is a bit smarter than we give him credit for. Could he reach the conclusion? I think it is a definite maybe. As far as strange thinking goes, well that is firmly my fault. The Librarian always seemed like more of a human to me, I think some other Forerunners even note this. The pruning line I got from one of the terminals, so I tried building off of that. Results may vary I suppose.

Thanks for the feedback regardless.

As for you, jcgerrard8, I have thought to trying to “novelize” Halo 4 as a whole, but I doubt I’ll ever do it. I just loved this scene and the ways it was open enough to mess around with and expand upon.

> I see your points Candy. Perhaps Cortana would’ve been the more ideal character to suggest the Didact’s imprisonment, but I think Chief is a bit smarter than we give him credit for. Could he reach the conclusion? I think it is a definite maybe. As far as strange thinking goes, well that is firmly my fault. The Librarian always seemed like more of a human to me, I think some other Forerunners even note this. The pruning line I got from one of the terminals, so I tried building off of that. Results may vary I suppose.
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> Thanks for the feedback regardless.

Happy to give it. I always love these things.

> Nice ! Just a couple of points
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> > “The Didact seemed to be imprisoned here on Requiem, think there may be a warden of sorts trying to keep him in place?”
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> > “It’s possible, but we likely won’t know for sure until we get to the coordinates Infinity sent us.”
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> I find this a bit weird. Why does chief suddenly know the eventual correct assumption that the Didact is imprisoned here ? Sounds a bit too hacky story telling.
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> IMO It would be better if Cortana made the guess, She has been in all the systems, and has made better guesses throughout the trilogy.

I can definitely answer this problem.

Remember when Chief releases the Ur-Didact from his Cryptum? The Didact speaks about “the great harvest of my betrayal” and says, “The Librarian left little to chance, didn’t she? Turning my own guardians… My own world against me. But what hubris, to believe she could protect her pets from me forever.”
Then, after the Didact escapes Requiem’s core and leaves the Chief stranded, Cortana says that the Didact tricked them into “releasing” him.

I’m not saying that’s a clear-cut case for the Didact having been imprisoned, but for a super-intelligent soldier like the Master Chief, I’ll bet it would have been very easy to put two and two together.

I’ve got to say, i’m really impressed with this. Its so detailed and descriptive. At least here, the Didact’s actions are clearly justified at face value. The only complaint (for lack of better words) that i have, is that, just like Candy said, i would have the Chief say “leaving…why?”, as opposed to ‘what is he planning?’ not because the spartan is incapable of working out that the Didact is planning something diabolical, but because it would sound more in-character for Chief to say the former.

Good job, on the whole, Cobra.