A/N: First Halo and Voyager fic, thought it would be interesting to see what would happen with the events of Halo 3 and Voyager's journey to Earth together.

Chapter One

'Clean up the rest of this corridor, then go to the feeding area.' the Brute growled. It leveled its plasma pistol down at the two sullen looking humans cleaning the floor of the Covenant ship.

The short brown haired girl gave the Brute a wary glance, the blonde haired one continued scanning the floor with the sanitary laser scanner as the Brute patrolled the corridor.

'The Prophet is on his way soon,' the Brute told them. 'You must return to your cells as he will be disgusted by your presence and possibly kill you. And we don't want dead slave meat.'

The Brute stomped to the end of the corridor and went out a door.

'He left us alone, 32.' the blonde one seemed hopeful.

'You know this ship is guarded with Jackals, Grunts, even Hunters. And not to mention those Brutes!' 32 snapped bitterly. 'We've been here for almost a year. Well, seven months. This situation of ours hasn't got any better.'

'What do you mean?'

'There's no hope, no soldiers are going to rescue us. Who knows where in space we are. We could be light years away from Earth. We could be near a Halo. But how would I know, we haven't been outside for months, haven't seen the stars or the sun for so long. Besides, any soldier would shoot the ship on sight.'

'Maybe. But we can't be Covenant slaves for the rest of our lives 32.'

'Don't call me 32! I hate our slave numbers; I want to hear my own name for once. They're numbers anyway. I bet they're the numbers of the slaves. 30. 31. 32. And you, 33. I wonder who'll be slave 34.'

'Slave meat, the Prophet is arriving through slipspace! Get to your cells now, filth!" the Brute snapped from the end of the corridor. It glared fiercely at 32, having obviously heard her outburst.

As the slaves deactivated their sanitary lasers, a group of shielded Jackals came out from a door and the Brute motioned at the slaves.

32 and 33 were rudely escorted down the corridor, plasma pistols pointing at them from all sides.

VOYAGER THEME MUSIC PLAYS

'Repeat.' Captain Janeway ordered.

'An alien ship has shown up on the relay scanners at 12,000 kilometres ahead.' Tuvok repeated.

'Classify?'

'It's a species that not even the ships computer has records of.' Ensign Kim announced.

'A new species,' Janeway murmured.

'8,000, 6,000. The ship has made no attempt to attack or retreat." Tuvok tapped at the ships controls.

'Hailing distance in 2,000 kilomteres.' Kim added.

'Start the hail transmission when we are within range.' Janeway ordered.

'We should not be so eager to rush into contact with this new species,' Chakotay warned. 'For all we know, they could be an enemy, even allies with the Kazons.'

'Shall I start a hail, Captain?' Kim asked.

'Start transmission.' Janeway stood up from her seat and faced the viewscreen. There was a loud beep near Tuvok.

'No response.' Tuvok was uncertain. 'It seems as though the ship cannot stabilize the frequency of the transmission. Apparently they do not have the technology to hail.'

There was a short silence.

'If we cannot hail, then we will beam aboard.' Janeway decided.

'That could be dangerous.' Paris said quietly.

'I understand that. Paris, set a course to stay within beaming range of the ship,' Janeway ordered. 'Chakotay, you're next in command. Tuvok, keep the deflector shields ready. Ensign, you're with me.'

Janeway nodded at Kim and the two of them readied their phasers and left the bridge.

Alarms blared through the Covenant ship.

'Ah we're under attack!' 32 cried.

'It's the Prophet coming through slipspace,' 33 mumbled, staring through the purple energy field across at her friend in the cell opposite her.

'Then why the alarms? It could be soldiers coming to save us. Or even a Spartan!'

'What's a Spartan?' 33 frowned.

32 stared at her in disbelief.

'Spartan 117. Master Chief. How could you not know him?'

'Oh, him. No he wouldn't be here; he would be after another Halo.'

32 rolled her eyes in annoyance.

'Besides, Remla –'

'Hush! We aren't supposed to speak with our real names!' Remla cried.

'Or what? We'll be killed? The Covenant needs slaves for their cleaning and preparing their meals. They won't kill us.'

'I guess, Taffo.' Remla nodded.

A loud droning sound pierced through the blaring alarms and the lights flickered and the room went dark, lit only by the energy fields.

'Power cut.' Remla joked.

The fields flickered in short bursts of energy and then dissipated, leaving the two of them to stare in disbelief at the freedom now before them.

'How could that happen?' Taffo gaped.

'Who cares, let's go before they find out!' Remla hesitantly stepped out of her cell and the two of them hurried out of the cell room.

'Go for the nearest grav lift, get to the hangar and take a Banshee.' Taffo decided to herself.

'The hangar's guarded by Hunters!' Remla protested as they walked close to the walls and stayed in the shadows so as to not alert any Grunts patrolling the corridors.

Strangely enough, there seemed to be no Covenant in the area. The alarms were the only sound and source of light as they flickered purple and red along the walls.

'They won't stand between our freedom.' Taffo said firmly.

'Captain, there was a strange energy disturbance in the ship; it was likely caused from when you beamed there.' Tuvok reported. 'The photonic energy interfered with the plasma core field of the ship, causing a severe power drain. They are unable to warp or attack.'

'Unexpected, but that can help.' Janeway nodded, then tapped her badge and turned to Kim who had his phaser ready.

'Set phasers to stun.' Janeway ordered as they gazed around the dimly lit ship they had just beamed into. It was constructed of a strange alien metal with a purple sheen to it and the doors were lit with strangely patterned lights. They passed down the corridor, keeping phasers held aloft when two figures ran out from a door.

Instinctively, Janeway and Kim fired their phasers, expecting an attack. The figures fell to the ground, stunned.

Janeway cautiously walked over and looked down at them then glanced back at Kim in shock.

'They're humans, Ensign. Class 5 humanoids!'

Kim's expression equaled her own and they were silent for a few moments before Janeway tapped her badge.

'Janeway to Voyager. We've found two Class 5s, beam us up.'

'Yes Captain.' Tuvok answered, no tone in his voice whatsoever.

After a few moments, the four of them beamed back to Voyager.

Janeway's vision cleared as she stared out at Tuvok standing before them in the transporter room.

'Get them to sick bay; let me know when they wake up.' Janeway nodded and Kim and Tuvok picked up the two human girls and carried them out.

Janeway left the transporter room, lost in thought at the possibility that humans had been in that alien ship.

Were they slaves? Or willingly working with them?

'Captain, power's back to the ship.' Paris reported from the bridge.

'I'm on my way.' Janeway moved to the bridge, took the turbolift and walked to her seat.

'Ship's preparing to warp, Captain!' Paris snapped.

'Janeway to Engineering.' Janeway tapped her badge. 'B'Elanna, can you identify the maximum warp speed that ship can go?'

B'Elanna was silent for a moment as she tapped away at the controls.

'Oh,' she mumbled in surprise. 'Captain, the speed of the ship is off the readings, it can travel faster than Warp 10, even 11! It can enter warpspace in seconds!'

'Superior technology.' Janeway murmured in astonishment. 'Then we have no hope of catching them.'

'We can fire the phasers before they warp.' Chakotay suggested as he stood beside Janeway.

Janewya hesitated then shook her head.

'No, we can get all the answers to our questions from the two Class 5s on board.'

'Class 5's?' Paris queried in disbelief.

Janeway nodded and the crew was silent.

'Paris,' Janeway walked over to him and then discussed the course they would take.

Tuvok and Kim returned to the bridge.

'The Doctor implies that the Class 5s will awaken in less than an hour.' Tuvok reported.

'Good.' Janeway nodded. 'If anyone needs me, I'll be in my Ready room.'

Then with that, she took the turbolift and left the bridge.