This another one of my totally random ideas that popped into my head that I thought would be interesting. This chapter fluffy, so many feels. Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Ex-agent Maine slowly opened his eyes and sat up, letting out a a groan and rubbing the back of his head as he got to his feet. Sleeping on the ground of a cave was not very comfortable, nor was good for the neck either. Maine sighed and grabbed his helmet, putting it back on before stepping out of the cave. The forest in front of him was completely frozen and covered in snow, though this wasn't surprising. Maine let out another soft sigh and walked out into the frozen forest, planning on walking the entire day until the nighttime fell upon him. Little did he know that three little simulation soldiers were going to ruin his plans.

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It was the middle of the afternoon and Maine was still walking through the snow, which had now become knee-high on the ex-freelancer, and he hadn't gone as far as he would've liked because the snow was slowing him down. And for the first time since he started walking that morning he stopped in his tracks, raising his head high and looking in both directions, his ears straining on each side of his head. He shrugged and was about to continue on his way when he heard something, making him raise his head again as he listened. He heard it again. It was faint, but it was clearly screaming.

He listened a moment more and heard that it was coming from the north, and it was obvious they were terrified. Without knowing why he was doing it Maine had broken off into a full-out run in the direction he heard the screaming. Maine ducked behind a bolder as he spotted four UNSC soldiers in black-clad armor. Luckily they hadn't seen him, so that gave him a moment to think. He heard something, or someone, being dragged through the snow.

"Hey! Leggo!" a voice shouted. Maine peeked around the large rock to see the two of the four UNSC soldiers, obvious to him now that they were Spartans, were restraining two soldiers, which were much shorted and weaker as it were. One wore purple armor and the other wore pink as the two struggled. And Maine could've sworn he had seen them before, but he shrugged it off and watched as one of the Spartans walked over, dragging a blue solider with him. The blue solider kicked in a useless effort to free himself from the much stronger Spartan.

"Let go! Leave us alone!" he screamed at them, the voice ringing familiarity in Maine's ears, but he again ignored it. Only once the Spartans all stood together with the colorful soldiers in their grasp did Maine slowly take his bruteshot from his back and cocked it, making sure the Spartans heard the noise. Once they were frantic and looking around for the noise Maine lept over the bolder and fired, hitting one of the Spartans and sending him back, making him bang up against the tree with his head in pieces

"Meta!" one of them cried, all three of the captured soldiers struggling in fear. That's when it clicked in Maine's head. These were the simulation soldiers that kicked his ass last time. Great, because that's what he needed right now. Maine shook the thoughts out of his mind and rammed his knife into the belly of one of the Spartans, setting the blue one free as he ran away and watched as Maine took on another.

The last two standing let go of their prisoners and faced the larger foe. Maine shot right at their feet and the explosion sent them flying. But they quickly recovered and were getting to their feet. Maine turned to the colorful soldiers in an instant, all three looking at him. He roared at them and motioned with his bruteshot. The blue one grabbed the other two by the wrists and dragged them along as he ran. Maine turned back to the Spartans and fired three times, knocking them off their feet yet again as he ran of to join the other three.

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Maine shoved the three soldiers into the cave and all ran inside, going as deep into the cave as they were willing and hiding as best they could. Maine hid behind a rock that hid him just barely and glared as the blue soldier looking around aimlessly. He looked down at Maine and gave a small whimpering noise. Maine heard the Spartan's coming up towards the cave. He grabbed the soldier by the wrist and pulled him down towards him, grabbing his helmetless head and putting his armored hand over his mouth, making the whimpering stop as he did so.

He heard armored feet against the cave floor as the Spartans entered and the younger soldier in Maine's arms tensed at the sound, pulling his feet up out of sight and swallowing nervously. Maine closed his eyes and listened to the noise of the Spartans walking around the cave, he heard them stop and there was talking, but it was quiet and he couldn't hear what they were saying.

"Sir, we lost them," a voice said. Over a Comm-link Maine heard someone talking, and it was obvious they weren't happy. There was a moment of silence, one that made Maine a little uneasy. "Move out!" There was a sound of pounding feet on the cave floor as the Spartans left, then there was silence. The blue soldier went to stand but Maine held him down, still listening. Once he was sure they were gone he let soldier go and they both stood. The soldier ran over to the other two and they talked a moment. The purple one looked over at Maine, and the others joined him.

"Um, thanks," he said, taking a few steps closer to him. "I'm Doc, this is Donut, and that's Caboose." Each one nodded at their names. Maine merely grunted and walked to the edge of the cave, looking around and making sure that the tracks the Spartans had made really did point away from the cave and didn't just double back around, showing signs of a trap. Luckily, they did not.

"Hey, hey Mr. Meta!" came the voice of Caboose. Maine cringed a bit and turned to face him as he walked over, the other two trailing behind. "Could we come with you?" Maine snarled and looked at them all, glaring a little. He brought his gaze back to Caboose.

I don't do babysitting he growled. Caboose glared at him and Donut walked up to stand beside him. Maine went to turn and leave, knowing that they probably had nod idea what he said and that they would follow him anyway. But he stopped in his tracks as he was about to leave.

"We're soldiers, not kids," Donut told him sourly. Maine turned to look over at them, seeing the three all in a line with their arms crossed. "And we don't need to be babysat, thank you very much." Doc and Caboose nodded firmly. Maine looked at the three curiously and tilted his head slightly.

You know what I'm saying? Maine growled. All three nodded, Caboose giving a confused look as to why he asked such a question. Maine sighed and looked out into the forest covered with snow, thinking it over a moment. He turned back to them. Just try to keep up. Maine then turned away and walked through the snow, hearing the other three coming up behind him. He sighed. This was going to be interesting. He looked over as Caboose came up next to him, Doc right beside him. He looked over to his right to see Donut coming up as well. He shook his head. Yeah, interesting was one way to put it.

And that's all for now folks! But don't worry, there's more coming! For those of you that know, I will not be leaving on the 31st, plans changed. My group and I were talking about it and we agreed that stuff like this was no including in that, so I'm staying aboard! Also, Big Z and I are working on a RvB: Authors Addition story as well, so be on the look out for that. Oh, and I've got a surprise coming up for ya, but no spoilers. ;)

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Perla: And may it be the best one ever, of all time!