Authors note: This is my first FanFic so please let me know what you think. Should I keep the story going?
Chapter:1 Arrival
The morning was crisp, clear, and green. Warm, however for the middle of winter. Fred was glad he had finally touched down in New Zealand at the Auckland airport, after a 10 hour flight from space, to Australia to refule, and then straight over to New Zealand. He had had about 5 hours of sleep in the past 2 weeks and could not wait to get to his new home.
As the former spartan went through customs he recalled the past week. It had all been so much. Literaly one minute he was fighting of brutes and hunters, and then he got a direct order from Admiral Hood to drop his guns and cease fire. The war was over.
Then just two days earlier he had been honerably discharged to go "live his life". ONI sent him off with 5 million dollars and a house somewhere in the hills of New Zealand.
"OMG! Its a spartan."
"Can you sign my shirt?!"
"Will you marry me?"
All the fans and reporters screeming and yelling disturbed his thought. Fred hated all the attention he was getting. So he simply replied with.
"Yes I am a spartan, I would love to sign your shirt but im late for a meeting, and no I will not marry you."
And with that he left the airport leaving the fans and reporters to remain still with mouths wide open. This was not something the spartan enjoyed doing but the silence afterwards made him smirk a little.
Shortly after his show of 'rudeness' Fred boarded the pelican that would take him the rest of the way home. The dropship also had his custom warthog on the back and his Mjolnir armor incase he ever needed it.
About an hour later Fred looked out the window and saw it. Home.
"There you are sir. Home sweet home."Remarked the pilot.
"Thanks for the ride."Replied Fred.
"No problem sir. If you ever need to get somewhere fast here's my number."
Fred took the card and just nodded as he stood up and carted his suit inside. The pilot ,who's name was Jimmy Felix, but everyone calls him ace, detached the warthog and took off.
The beast of a car started with an almighty roar and then settled down to a slightly less noisy purr as Fred started the engine. He put the warthog in reverse and expertly manovered the car into the shed. He then eagerly jumped out of the beast to explore the house.
It took him a good hour before the whole house, sorry I mean mansion, was explored. It turns out he had 9 bedrooms with a bathroom for each one, 1 master master bedroom with a hottob and minibar, a resurant kitchen, a 5 star dining room, and a living room big enough for 100 people to dance freely in.
Just as Fred had returned to the main door the door bell rang. The spartan was quite surprised and hesitated to open the door.
"Hi, you must be my new neighbour. My names Olivia, nice to meet you."