AN: This is my first fic, and my sister who is beta-ing for me claims I have no writing style, so please R&R. Flames accepted if you really wish to flame me.

Disclaimer: I do not own Halo or Eragon. Bungie owns halo, and Microsoft bought Bungie. Eragon is owned by the author and who ever published it.

Warning: Some OOCness and may contain some swearing. I am still not sure weather to have it or not. Set in Halo 1. Sorry Halo 2 fans.

Chapter 1: a slightly annoying, nagging feeling

Master Chief's POV (Set in level 343 GS in Halo 1)

Master Chief walked silently through the metal building that he was led into in search of Captain Keyes. This instillation was very disturbing. For one, he didn't see any Elites ever since he left the Control Room aboard Echo 419's Pelican Dropship. As for the Covenant that were there, their numbers were very small. Composed of only Grunts and a few Jackals, they all had their backs to him. They were all facing the inside of the building, not to the outside for intruders. Master Chief started wondering weather to ditch the mission as he walked past two grunts he had just felled. It just didn't feel right to continue with the mission. Every now and then he could hear some sort of soft, squishy noise from somewhere inside. Cortana's last words to him weren't very encouraging.

(Flashback, end of ACR level)

Cortana put her hands on her head in confusion. "Oh, those Covenant fools, they must have known. There must have been signs. The weapons cache… it's not really… Captain! You must stop the Captain!"

(End of Flashback)

Master Chief continued on, eliminating the very small resistance he met. He went through another set of doors and felt a pistol shot hit him.

"Stay back! Stay back! You're not turning me into one of those things! Get away from me you freak!" A crazed marine was pushing himself hard against the wall behind him and shot with fear, and definitely no aim.

That's enough now!" Master chief moved quickly and grabbed the pistol out of the fear-induced Marine. "I suggest you head topside and wait for evac when I come back. It's up that way."

Now the urge to leave ASAP was really strong. As Master Chief walked around the pillar the Marine hid behind, he heard the marine say, almost to himself, "I played dead, that's what I did, played dead. They took the rest: Mendoza, Jenkins, Sarge. I played dead and they didn't take me".

(Author stayed near the marine for a long time in the actual game. You will get bored if you listen till that part, but if you want to hear how it actually is, then go ahead)

Master Chief continued forward with a thousand butterflies in his stomach. Eventually, he came upon a locked door. As soon as he got to it, the very loud squishing noise intensified behind him. As if to add more uneasiness, he felt like he had a bunch of eyes on him (If you can tell where this is going). He quickly turned around to see if there was anyone. There weren't anybody there. In fat, if he felt right, someone was watching him from above, in the air. He had no choice. Master Chief hit the UNSC standard code hacker keypad on the door, which opened to deposit a dead marine on him.

Master Chief went to an area littered with spent shell casings and fallen rifles. Dried pools of blood could be seen all over the place. He went over to a fallen helmet. JENKINS was stenciled on it. He extracted the small memory chip and played it on his HUD.

The chip first played mostly routine stuff, until they got to a horribly mulled Covenant Elite. Then, the team went into the room the Master Chief was in. There, the team was ambushed by podlike, squidish creatures.

The recording suddenly ended, saying that Wallace A. Jenkins was KIA.

As Master Chief got his Assault Rifle, the creatures from the recording flooded the room and attacked.

Eragon's POV

Eragon didn't have a clue about what he was dreaming. A nightmare, if nothing less. He saw a metallic green armored figure moving across a building made of metal. The figure was holding some sort of wide, rectangular pole, with a smooth triangle on it, made of metal. Whenever he met some birdlike creatures, or other, dwarf, like creatures, but with masks instead of beards and wearing amour, he produced light from the end of the pole he was holding, and the creatures would fall dead, spurting blood. It was as though the pole was some sort of magical staff.

Then the figure came to a door, but stopped. He quickly turned around, and backed a little to the door. Eragon watched as the figure looked directly at him.

If Eragon were awake, he would have frozen in place. But this was a vision, and he couldn't do anything but watch as the figure opened the door, which dropped a dead human n the figure. The figure caught the human and put him on the ground, which was red with blood.

The figure got some sort of Metallic Square from a brown helmet, which had some writing on it saying JENKINS. The figure inserted the square into his head and Eragon heard, but didn't see anything. Either way he couldn't understand anything said.

First, came some very unfamiliar and unnatural music, along with some voices of people complaining. Then came some talk about some "Plasma Scourging", whatever it was, and then opening some locked door. What came next was really disturbing: One of the voices said something about a bad feeling, and then came a very hard to understand voice of someone screaming.

Eragon heard all of it, but it didn't make any sense:

"Captain, Sarge can you hear me?"

"What's going on soldier?"

"We got contacts! Lots of them! But, they're not Covenant! They're…OHHHH!!!! aaaauuurrrgggeeee!!!!!!"

Eragon awoke at a start at the end of the screaming.

AN: Ok, people, here it is. My first ever fafic's R&R, you know the drill.