Earth Orbit- 2047

He floated through the ruins of the Archangel satellite along with much of the Liberty Dome. He thought of his squadmates; Aztec, Jester, Nomad and Psycho as he clutched the dog-tags of his fallen comrades. Together they formed the legendary Raptor team; a force of nature in war. He thought of the brave marines who gave their lives on Lingshan; Major Strickland, Lieutenant Bradley and many other soldiers who gave their lives for that chunk of Ceph-infested rock. He thought of Nomad throwing himself in-front of a rocket to save him and Psycho. He remembered the marine whose life he saved while on the brink of death himself; Alcatraz.

'They used to call me Prophet. Remember me.' His last words. Prophet wasn't even sure that he was the real Laurence Barnes: Just a malfunctioning suit replicating its last users mind; it would never be Barnes but it still was Prophet: it had his memories, it had his drives and feelings, and it even had his voice.

'We are all Dead Men Walking!' Hargreave had said to him when he returned. He hated the twisted motherfucker, thinking that he was right about everything and not caring too much for lives lost. He had even set up shop in New York awaiting the Ceph's arrival. They were stopped thanks to that poor SOB; Alcatraz, and the main threat was over until now. Now Prophet was floating towards the Ceph portal. He had to get back down on Earth, Psycho still needed help, humanity still needed help. An abandoned C.E.L.L VTOL floated towards the portal. Prophet grabbed onto the handle of the VTOL and opened the rear hatch; allowing the corpse of a crewman to be flung out. He floated in, allowing the boots on his Nanosuit to magnetise to the VTOL. He walked slowly into the cockpit and grabbed the controls. Luckily Crynet had constructed the VTOLs to be solar powered so that wouldn't be a problem, what would be a problem is flying the damaged wreck straight out in the black. He ignited the engines on the dilapidated vehicle praying that it would work. He twisted backwards, hoping the thrust would return him to Earth. It was no help as the Portal's Gravity Well started pulling him towards it. The VTOL was shaking itself to pieces, parts and debris flying off of it as it gained speed. The vehicle shook as the right engine and wing broke free and caused the VTOL to spiral uncontrollably. Prophet attempted to stabilise the VTOL and attempt to get it back on course for Earth. It was no use, he was caught in its Gravity Well and there was no escape.

'Nomad was always better at this than me, why couldn't he be here?' Prophet thought to himself as the blue and black portal sped closer and closer towards him. Jumping out of the cockpit with a kick and smashing through the windscreen, he flung himself towards the portal, gaining some extra boost with his thrusters. He closed his eyes as he went through; strange energies violently coursing around him. He flew, trying to find an exit from the vortex he was trapped in; being flung out and falling towards a glacier on a planet he had never even heard of, let alone seen.

Prophet was worried, he was moving there at a fast velocity that would be terminal to a normal man. "MAXIMUM ARMOUR!" chimed his suit as it started to take on a blue glow. He smashed through the glacier, embedding himself in the ice. He was trapped.

Reach Ice Caverns- June 31st 2552

"Keep digging, Doctor Halsey wants the area to the "Navigator" cleared for vehicle usage!" ordered ONI Officer Malcom Bradley; he hated working for that old science fuck but someone had to do it. He and his men were mining out the remains of some sort of device underneath the planet. From Halsey's scans, it was massive, it was underneath the Babd Catha Ice Shelf and quite possibly partly organic. When he had heard that term he had to keep himself from bursting in laughter. Yes there was the Covenant: that was common knowledge but an ancient alien species of unknown proportions living on Reach? A partly organic structure? Bullshit. That reminded Bradley too much of the resurgence of the paranoid crazies who wore Tin Foil hats and spouted lines like 'THE END IS NIGH!". Nevertheless it was his responsibility to dig it out with his team of miners and he would be damned if he let his personal feelings get in the way of a mission.

"Sir?" nervously asked a miner, sweat dripping from his Brow "You may want to take a look at this." Bradley walked over to see what the miner was talking about.

"Mother of God." He muttered when he saw it. Inside the Glacier was a frozen figure; grey almost skin-tight armour that looked like a skinless human, a definite human figure; although much bulkier than most ODSTs, armour that looked like Tubes and metal plates on it and a red visor.

"Contact Halsey, she'll want to see this."

Reach- UNSC Research Base 'Sword'- July 10th 2552

Doctor Catherine Halsey strode through the facility to the thawing chamber where they were unfreezing the ice around 'Iceman'. The Miner's reports had said that it looked quite human and it also had some weapons on its back; an aging yet effective weapon; the SCAR. It also had other weapons on its person: A rusted MAJESTIC revolver, a massive Compound bow and a weapon she didn't even recognise; it looked like a cross between a UNSC HMG and a Covenant plasma turret. She was dripping in sweat thanks to being in the Thawing chamber. The head was free and other places were slowly melting. The Red Visor of that thing was flickering on and off.

"Funny, I don't think these things supposed to light up like a Christmas tree Doc?" asked one of the Army Troopers escorting her; although she hated the trooper's poor choice of words, he was right, it was just a suit of armour; it shouldn't be doing that. The Visor lit up completely shocking Halsey and the two Troopers in the room. Before they could react it smashed out of the ice block throttling both of the Troopers in a hold quite casually. It looked at her and even more surprisingly asked her a question.

"Are you with C.E.L.L?" asked the thing chocking the life out of the Army Troopers in front of her.

"N…No, we are not with "C.E.L.L". We just found you in the glacier." She quickly said. It dropped both Troopers and walked over to her while the Troopers struggled to stand up.

"Who are you?" It queried.

"Catherine Halsey. Doctor Catherine Halsey." Replied Halsey nervously "And you?"

It looked over at her and replied. "They call me… Prophet."

Reach- UNSC Research Base 'Sword'- July 11th 2552

Halsey sat with Prophet. She had to admit; finding a human underneath Reach in a glacier was the last thing she expected from dealing with the archaeology let alone a human from who knows what time. She had already researched "C.E.L.L" and found it to be disturbing. The Crynet Enforcement and Local Logistics were a group of PMCs working for Crynet Systems. The company still existed; they mainly developed weapons and advanced Marine and ODST BDUs but she didn't realise they owned PMCs. Most of it was so censored that she suspected not even Parangosky would have clearance to know about it. That left one option left to finding out what really happened: Asking Prophet.

"So… Prophet. May I ask you a few questions?" she asked. While she knew each of her SPARTANS, she knew nothing of Prophet's capabilities, weapons, motives or even allegiance.

"Go right ahead Doctor." Replied Prophet. Perfect, this would make her job easier. She pressed record on the audio diary in her hands and begun the Questions.

"Full name please?" She asked. Prophet made no noticeable change in his body language

"Laurence Barnes, Major, Serial Number 02851" replied the Giant in front of her. Major? So he was military. Which Military though…

"Which Military did you serve?" asked Halsey.

"United States. Delta Force." Calmly stated Prophet. Delta Force? They were disbanded years ago after the great blackout of the 21st Century. He would have had to be over 500 years old.

"And that Armour. I don't remember Delta Force having that in the history books." She queried. Prophet gave her what she assumed was a glare; it was hard to tell with that visor.

"This armour is called the Nanosuit. The single greatest military hardware known to man. This is currently the Nanosuit 2.0 but it has a constantly upgrading algorithm and hardware system." Said Prophet. Constantly upgrading? Not even MJOLNIR could do that.

"May I have a demonstration of your armour's abilities?" asked Halsey. Prophet stood up and nodded before disappearing. No, not disappearing; cloaking. She couldn't even see the tell-tale ripple that came with Covenant cloaks and this was from a 500 year old suit of armour? She was shocked.

"This cloak is a lensing field that hides me from any visible spectrum. Most light sources will pass right through it but lasers will not. It uses suit energy the most out of all my modules." Explained the now-invisible super-soldier.

"A...Anything else other than a cloak?" she stuttered. Prophet shimmered back into view before the armour being enveloped in a blue glow, the armour seeming to constrict.

"Shoot me." He calmly said

"What?"

"You heard me. Right in the head. Use this." Replied Prophet as he took out his MAJESTIC Six, handing it to her. She took aim with the heavy revolver, her hands shaking. She fired a single shot into his head, sending his head back from the shockwave but other than that, he was perfectly fine. Picking up the heavy calibre bullet she noticed that it had crumpled on impact with his armour. She was amazed; only MJOLNIR was even close to being this advanced. How did humans have tech like this then regress 500 years ago? She didn't have too much time to think before Prophet spoke to her again.

"That was armour mode. Upon activation, it moves the Carbon Nanotubes to form into "Scales" allowing it to reflect bullets of even up to 50 calibre." Said Prophet.

"Any other suit Modules?" curiously inquired Halsey. If this suit was as powerful as he said, then she wanted to meet the person responsible.

"This suit also has Strength and Speed functions. It augments my strength allowing me to lift 200 kilogram objects and throw them at 60 kilometres an hour. It also allows me to sprint at 70 kilometres an hour without any other modules active." Explained Prophet "The suit also has what you would call a "Dumb" AI called SECOND. SECOND's functions include running the suit, increasing combat effectiveness, working with the modules and working in the deep layers of the suit."

This was a lot for Halsey to wrap her head around. He had a dumb AI in that suit as well?

"I see… Any other notable functions?" asked Halsey. Prophet tilted his head.

"None worth mentioning." He finally said

"Excellent. Now, onto the other questions… firstly, why did you seem aggravated by the idea that those Army Troopers were C.E.L.L?" she asked. Prophet seemed to sigh.

"'Crynet Enforcement and Local Logistics' had been hunting me for quite some time. Long story short, the Alien Ceph awoke on the Lingshan Islands, we barely fought them off thanks to my team; Raptor. Jacob Hargreave, the suits creator, had already known that the Ceph were there and had pulled strings to send our suits there. The Nanosuits are their technology. I went to New York which was suffering plague and was under quarantine effected by C.E.L.L. I was dying of the Nanospore Ceph virus when I found a wounded marine named 'Alcatraz'. I gave him my suit… and blew my own head off-"explained Prophet before being interrupted.

"Blew your own head off? But your still here?" asked a confused Halsey.

"Yes… but the suit preserved my memories, my mind. The body in here is Alcatraz' but my mind is in control. I didn't have any choice about the matter though… Just had to make due." He replied. "Anyways, Alcatraz found the Ceph underneath Central Park and reprogrammed the virus to kill the Ceph thanks to the suit. C.E.L.L took advantage of the confusion to claim the ruined New York city and place a captive Alpha Ceph underneath it to generate electricity. With a resistance force led by one of my Old friends; Psycho, we accidentally freed the Alpha Ceph and I had to kill that mother-fucker. Used an explosive arrow to blow its head right open. I was thrown into space were I used an active C.E.L.L defence satellite 'Archangel' to destroy a Ceph warship. The Ceph we had fought were the equivalent of gardening tools. Luckily we never encountered their warrior caste. That's my story. Now, how has humanity been going since I've been gone."

This was a lot for Halsey to wrap her head around. Genocidal aliens attacked Earth before? A pre-slipspace humanity beating them off and repurposing their own technology? They were MORE advanced than the Covenant?

"Well… we are at war with a religiously Genocidal alien alliance known as the Covenant. I developed a group of Super-Soldiers named SPARTANs to fight them off." She neglected to mention that they were actually developed to combat the insurrection. "There are 30 of them wedded to the MJOLNIR battle suits; they are my finest creations. I have raised them since their childhood."

Her communicator beeped.

"Ahh, excuse me, I have business to attend to."

She activated the communicator to be met with the voice of Colonel Urban Holland.

"Doctor Halsey, I trust our guest has awoken."

"Yes Holland, 'Prophet' is awake. I am transferring the contents of our conversation over to you."

She waited for ten minutes before Holland spoke up again.

"This is… interesting. Halsey, I don't really trust his story. I can't stay on the channel too long. Need to co-ordinate Noble Team's Spartans to the Visegrád relay. " offered the Colonel

"Noble Team?" Queried Halsey

"Yes; 5 SPARTAN-IIIs and one SPARTAN-II." Holland explained

"I never made any SPARTAN-III program." Said a sceptical Halsey

"The program was launched by ONI's Section III; An attempt at more expendable super-soldiers. I thought you knew." Said the Colonel

Halsey was shocked. Whoever was the brain behind this… abomination of a program had no idea what made her Spartans. ONI thought it could make a mockery of her behind her back? Two could play at that game.

"Colonel, I think it would be an excellent Field Test to send in Prophet alongside Noble Team." She said with a smirk.

"Doctor Halsey, Prophet is still an unknown. We have no idea how he will act during a mission. I still don't trust him. It is a security risk"

"Then what better way to test his story than sending him into combat? I assure you, he will be no trouble." Added Halsey.

"Fine, but if he botches the mission then responsibility will be placed on your head."

Halsey agreed to it. Those were acceptable terms.

Halsey sighed. It seemed that this learning exercise would have to continue after the mission. She wondered to herself if what Prophet said was true, that they did fight aliens before. That sort of explained the blackout of the 21st Century. Between the years of 2020 to 2050 no-one knew what really happened. Now she knew it was probably a covert government cover-up. She would think about it when Prophet returned. She had work to do and Professor Sorvad still hadn't returned from Visegrád. She wondered if his "Latchkey" discovery had any connection to Prophet.

Reach- UNSC Outpost Charlie Bravo Zeta- July 23rd 2552

Prophet sat silently on a seat in the "Falcon" VTOL transport. It was a more traditional helicopter design than the C.E.L.L and US VTOLs; which the Pelican transports reminded him of. The three UNSC Army Troopers clutched onto their MA37 Assault Rifles. He had already scanned it and could tell it was more of a "Spray and Pray" weapon like the AY-69s of the past. He would keep his SCAR, MAJESTIC, Predator Bow and MOAC. They were more like his style. A Marine; Corporal Sherman Harris tried to start a conversation

"So… What do you think is happening at the Visegrád Relay, sir?"

"It is most likely some Insurrectionists trying to black us out. They pulled a similar stunt on Harmony a couple of months back, took out a relay and stole a couple of Frigates off of Drydock. So we go in with the Spartans and this Suit-guy and take them out." Said the Sergeant; Staff Sergeant Riley Henderson.

"Will you be joining us… uh…" Asked Harris

"Prophet and no; I'll move faster on my own. You'll probably be support for any surviving Marines" replied Prophet

All three of the marines nodded. The Falcon was approaching the Firebase, ready to meet with "Noble Team". He saw a "Warthog" transport hurtling across the landscape. The Falcon slowly landed as the Warthog slowed to a stop. He jumped out of the Falcon and saw a woman get out of the Warthog. Covered in a red titanium armour and taller than most of the Marines, Prophet assumed that this was one of Halsey's "Spartans". He had to admit, he was impressed. He followed her to the main building where he overheard the team and Colonel Holland conversing.

"… So now you're sending us." Said the blue armoured man; Commander Carter

"Yes… We assume that the Insurrection has taken the Relay. They pulled a similar move back on Harmony at least 3 Months ago. Took out the relay and stole several UNSC Frigates. That can't happen here. Reach is too damn important." Said Holland.

"Alright Colonel, my team are ready. Now, about this 'Iceman'"

"Commander, he is right behind you."

Prophet tapped the Commander on the shoulder. He turned around to face him.

"Let me guess. You're Prophet."

A/N: Well, this is going to be interesting. Prophet has just awoken on the Planet of Reach. How will he affect the Covenant invasion? What is the Navigator really? Will C.E.L.L or the Ceph show up? Find out soon.

Prophet's Arsenal:
SCAR- Assault Scope- Extended Magazine- Silencer
MAJESTIC- No Attachments
Predator Bow- 10 Carbon Tip- 10 Electric Tip- 10 Light Explosive- 10 Heavy Explosive
MOAC- Can switch from MOAC to MOAR

This is obviously AU and yes, I gave Prophet his MOAC back. Rate and Review