THE WOLFE: I do not own the Halo games or the original characters. I only own the character LoneWolfe and a few of the other Players, all other non-Halo canon characters are actual people.

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LoneWolfe ran out of the doorway with three others a mere second before the rocket landed in, killing the other two behind them. He couldn't think of that now, all he needed to think about was where it had come from. They reached a small collection of rocks, but a couple of sniper rounds were fired, pelting into the head of another one. Damn, LoneWolfe thought, well, now I know where it came from. He aimed his pistol towards the sniper post, checking it. Another two sniper rounds smacked the rock nearby. Yep, that's gotta be Cat. He noted. He always was a better sniper. Hell, the best Combat Corps has. But I was always a better nader, and with that thought, he turned and threw plasma grenade. The sniper turned from behind cover. LoneWolfe ducked down. There was a flash of blue light on the top right side of his HUD, and the text confirming his kill.

"Yes!" sent every member of his team over team chat. That kill had won them the game. They were beating Combat Corps with 3:2 game wins. He was proud.

"That was a good toss Lone. Shoulda figured it. Well, I guess you win. You guys are better than CC." Came the reply from the defeated Red team leader, [CC] a Cat.

"Don't be too upset, you almost had us. But me and Gurt are just better than you. Although, we did have a good bit of help." LoneWolfe told him.

A cheer swarmed over his headset. They had won the battle. But this was only a small victory. The online war against Combat Corps was far from over, even on this front. He and Gurt knew this sad truth, but it was nice to let the guys have this small victory. "Ok guys, lets be good about this, no need to-" LoneWolfe was interrupted in mid sentence, as a swirling gold light surrounded him in his chair. The light filled his room for a split second, and he was gone.

LoneWolfe didn't notice it at first. It still looked like the screen of his computer. It felt different somehow though. He tried turning his head, to look into his room, but all he saw was more of the map. LoneWolfe stopped, trying to come to his senses. He checked the HUD. It showed full shields and health. Good, at least he wasn't dead here. Where ever the hell HERE was.

LoneWolfe finally registered the weight in his hands. He lifted his hands to his eyes, and gazed at the weapon he held. It was an actual Assault rifle. He checked it's HUD, reading full ammo. Ok, he thought, I am in the game. I have full health and ammo... "AAIIGH!" He yelped, finally realizing the trouble he was in. After a few seconds, he finally took the time to look around. LoneWolfe found everyone else had been taken into the game too. They were all in their Characters' Slayer armor. It was utter chaos.

"QUIET!" Gurt yelled, bringing a disturbing silence to the room. They had all gathered into the Blue base. There were a few cries of confusion, but these were quickly silenced. "Good. Now, lets all stay calm and figure out what is going on. Any ideas?"

"Maybe this is a dream!" Cried one. "Maybe we're in the game!" said another. Many others put in their bits, but none were too different than the first two.

"Well, lets just go with we're in the game for starters. Any ideas how?" There was only silence. "Ok, then does anyone have any ideas on what we should do." A few did, but most were silent.

Finally, LoneWolfe walked up next to Gurt. "I have a GOOD plan. I say we should try to familiarize ourselves with our weapons, then gather up ammunition and new weapons. Only people who actually KNOW how to snipe should take one of the Sniper Rifles. I don't want anyone taking one other wise. Also, nobody take a Rocket Launcher unless they know how to use it. Everyone else, look for a weapon to carry on your back. We need to be ready for anything." Everyone agreed to his plan.

"What are you planning?" Cookie, another CC member, asked. "I just want us to be ready to fight if need be." LoneWolfe replied. "Few of us even know how to shoot a gun, let alone fight in this game!." Cookie roared. "That's why I told them to familiarize themselves with their weapons. I already know how to use them, and I am a good shot anyways." LoneWolfe retorted, demonstrating his abilities by unloading and reloading the gun in his hand quickly, and aimed it right at Cookie's head before letting it drop. "If it comes down to it, I will fight to keep the others safe." he said before walking off in search of a new gun.

LoneWolfe climbed the ridge, finding the Rocket Launcher untouched. Hefting it, he noticed that there was a Fuel Rod Cannon nearby. He dropped the Rocket Launcher towards anther person as he picked up the plasma laucher. He also swapped his Assault Rifle for a Flame Thrower, his favorite gun for all but long range engagements. He was ready. LoneWolfe noticed Cat nearby. He walked over to his old friend and now enemy. "Odd isn't it?"

"What?" Cat asked. "That this would happen after we won. It looks like we are meant to show who is truly better by surviving what is ahead of us. Let us hope that it doesn't get anyone killed." LoneWolfe said in a mystic voice before leaving.

Everyone had assembled into the center of the field, surrounding something. LoneWolfe and Cat walked up to see what all the commotion was about. In the middle of the small creek, there had appeared a teleporter. Many of them just stood and stared at it. Apple, an old CC member like most of the Blue team, walked over to them. "No one knows where it came from. We all know that this thing isn't normally here. What do you think Wolfe?"

Wolfe (I'm just going to call him that after a bit of the chapters go by) looked around at the people around him. Most were his friends, old and new, and he didn't want to lead them to any danger, but this may be the only way out of this place. He sighed, weighing his options. LoneWolfe knew that if the stayed there, nothing would happen, but he didn't know what was on the other side of that portal. The lives of 15 other people lay in his hands.

After a long pause, Wolfe finally answered,"We're goin' in. Get tactical people!" Everyone nodded, though a few showed some hesitation as they lined up.

"Are you sure?" Gurt asked him. Wolfe looked into the green light ahead, at the possibilities that he did not know. He nodded.

Wolfe stepped into the portal, followed by the others. They all vanished. The field slowly came to darkness...

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THE END OF CHAPTER ONE

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THE WOLFE: I hope you like it. It gets better in the next chapter, I just wanted to show you a bit of the characters here first. Please Review!