Grr.

It's a freakin' cliffhanger!! I want to shoot someone! As much as I've come to loath it, I still want to know what happens. But nooooo... the fanfic came to an end. Only it was hardly ended. There's gonna be a second part, but it's not up yet. I'm going to go insane.

Either that, or completely forget about it. Yea... that sounds much more plausible. Damn.

Anyway, seeing as how I've gotten back into reading (be it fanfics or novels) I've come across another fic to read. It's another RedvsBlue fanfic, vaguely connected to Halo. I'm not very far into it so my judgement is currently on 'to-be-determined' but I can say this at least: the characters are far more ic and the author doesn't seem to prefer one team over the other. Yay! On the other hand, I'm not sure how good the writer is. One of the lines was stolen almost line-for-line from the series. Oh well.

I am beginning to realize that I like Grif. Scary as that is, I think it's true. Hmm. Anyway, check out the new fic if you dare:




The sergeant looked deep and hard at each of them. “No aliens ter fight boys. Master Chief stalled their armada at some kinda ring world. Here in Blood Gulch, we’re fighting a far more dangerous enemy.”

“Who sir?” asked Simmons, his voice full of trepidation. Griff was equally on edge. A more dangerous enemy? Risky for certain, but surely that would increase the chances of promotion.

“Gentlemen,” said the sergeant. “We are fighting… the blues.”

Griff saw where this was going. He looked up at the sky. “Master Chief… I fucking hate you.”