A Secrets Within Giveaway! The Kilo-Five Trilogy by Karen Traviss.
Courtesy of Karen Traviss and Macmillan publishers, I have the full Kilo-5 trilogy to give away to one lucky individual. To enter all you need to do is comment on this article (below), stating your favourite Halo fiction moment of all time. By fiction I mean an event that takes place within any medium of the franchise (video games, novels, or live action footage) that is officially recognised as canon. Simply state what it is and why you like it.
The winner will be announced by Friday and will be the recipient of the books you see above. It doesn’t matter where you’re from, as long as DHL can get there.
Halo Glasslands by Karen Traviss:
The Covenant has collapsed after a long, brutal war that saw billions slaughtered on Earth and her colonies. For the first time in decades, however, peace finally seems possible. But though the fighting’s stopped, the war is far from over: it’s just gone underground. The UNSC’s feared and secretive Office of Naval Intelligence recruits Kilo-Five, a team of ODSTs, a Spartan, and a diabolical AI to accelerate the Sangheili insurrection. Meanwhile, the Arbiter, the defector turned leader of a broken Covenant, struggles to stave off civil war among his divided people.
Across the galaxy, a woman thought to have died on Reach is actually very much alive. Chief scientist Dr. Catherine Halsey broke every law in the book to create the Spartans, and now she’s broken some more to save them. Marooned with Chief Mendez and a Spartan team in a Forerunner slipspace bubble hidden in the destroyed planet Onyx, she finds that the shield world has been guarding an ancient secret – a treasure trove of Forerunner technology that will change everything for the UNSC and mankind.
As Kilo-Five joins the hunt for Halsey, humanity’s violent past begins to catch up with all of them as disgruntled colony Venezia has been biding its time to strike at Earth, and its most dangerous terrorist has an old, painful link with both Halsey and Kilo-Five that will test everyone’s loyalty to the limit.
The Thursday War by Karen Traviss:
This is a life-or-death mission for ONI’s black-ops team, Kilo-Five, which is tasked with preventing the rutheless Elites, once the military leaders of the Covenant, from regrouping and threatening humankind again. What began as a routine dirty-tricks operation – keeping the Elites busy with their own insurrection – turns into a desperate bid to extract one member of Kilo-Five from the seething heart of an alien civil war.
But troubles never come singly for Kilo-Five. Colonial terrorism is once again surfacing on one of the worlds that survived the war against the Covenant, and the man behind it is much more than just a name to Spartan-010. Meanwhile, the treasure trove of Forerunner technology recovered from the shield world of Onyx is being put to work. And a kidnapped Elite plots vengeance on the humans he fears will bring his people to the brink of destruction.
Mortal Dictata by Karen Traviss:
Wars end. But hatred, guilt, and devotion can endure beyond the grave.
With the Covenant War over, the Office of Naval Intelligence faces old grievances rising again to threaten Earth. The angry, bitter colonies, still with scores to settle from the insurrection put on hold for thirty years, now want justice-and so does a man whose life was torn apart by ONI when his daughter was abducted for the SPARTAN-II program.
Black ops squad Kilo-Five find their loyalties tested beyond breaking point when the father of their Spartan comrade, still searching for the truth about her disappearance, prepares to glass Earth’s cities to get an answer. How far will Kilo-Five go to stop him? And will he be able to live with the truth when he finds it? The painful answer lies with a man long dead, and a conscience that still survives in the most unlikely, undiscovered place.
I’m English, I live in England, and I write English English (except for the spelling) but most people think of me as a US author because that’s where the bulk of my business and my readers are. (Which has thoroughly messed up my spelling when it comes to -ised and -ized.) Writing novels, screenplays, and comics is my full-time job. But I still think of myself as that noblest of God’s monkey-boys – a news journalist. I still have a hard-wired urge to chase fire engines and harass politicians, or even harass fire engines. I planned to keep my hand in as a spin-doctor, too – fluent Weasel spoken here, and my vitriol could make Malcolm Tucker cry – but I found my evil persuasive powers were best used to enhance my own image, thanks very much.
Like most writers, I’ve been around a bit. Much of my working life has been spent as a TV and newspaper reporter. At one time or another I’ve taught journalism, and been an advertising copywriter, a police media spokesweasel, a public relations manager and a defence correspondent. I spent time in the Royal Naval Auxiliary Service (now disbanded, alas) and the Territorial Army. But bear in mind that the most hazardous thing I’ve ever faced was a Royal Navy meat pie. (No discernible lumps: slurry en croûte.) I’m not GI Jane. Don’t include me with the fine men and women who do a truly dangerous job in our armed forces, both as regulars and reservists, because I have the privilege of knowing many of them, and they’re the real deal, and I am not.
I freely admit to having a terrible fountain pen habit. And then there’s the pencils. And the gadgets. I also believe that the main food groups are pork scratchings, coffee, avocados, Assam tea, pumpkin, and Caesar salad. Given the ever-changing contradictory bollocks that most nutritionists spout, I’m as likely to be right as they are, as well as a lot happier.
That’s all the personal detail you’re going to get. People (especially youngsters doing school projects) mail me to ask where they can find out more, and my answer is that there isn’t any more. I advise people never to post personal details on the internet, and I practice what I preach. If you really want to publish all the information your bank uses to identify you, that’s your look-out, but just bear in mind that there are lots of expert data-miners like me out there who can use the most innocuous information quite legally to access even more stuff you probably wouldn’t want to be made public. And that’s without all the scammers harvesting info to use illegally. If in doubt – leave it out.