A/N: Ah, my first ever fanfic, and what a feat I have undertaken; a Hannah Montana/Halo crossover. These two things are so completely different that you would have thought I just picked the two at random. I actually have a lot of faith in this story and am confident that I have enough knowledge about both universes to make it very enjoyable to read for fans of either. I expect some flames because this is such a weird pairing, but I strongly suggest constructive criticism as this is my first story. Special thanks to Disney, Microsoft, and Bungie Studios, for making great games, technology, and amazing characters. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Microsoft owns Halo, Disney owns Hannah Montana, and I own a computer and an HDTV. Yep, I'm kick-ass.

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0800 HOURS, SEPTEMBER 16, 2552 (MILITARY CALENDAR) \

ABOARD ARMORED CIVILIAN FRIGATE, UNSC SUSPENDED SHADOW \

EN-ROUTE TO EARTH, SOL SYSTEM

She's so incredibly beautiful. Her long chocolaty brown hair, her deep blue eyes, perfect smile, and the intoxicating scent that seems to emanate whenever she's close by …it's enough to drive a man mad. Her lips are absolutely amazing; Moist and glistening as they ascend to my own. I don't think I've ever felt anything as soft as her lips on mine. This just feels so right, so amazing, and so…surreal. As we pull apart for the first time, I see a single tear running down her cheek.

"Finally," she says.

I cannot believe this is happening! My best friend, Miley Stewart, actually returns my feelings! I've been waiting for this moment for what seems like forever.

She's looking at me expectantly, and is just about to lean in again, when…

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I open my eyes and see my transparent reflection staring back at me in the clear acrylic of the cryotube. Of course, you always wake up from the good dreams right as the best part is right around the corner. Oh man, I really wish that I had just stayed in cryosleep for just a little while longer. My eyelids actually feel as if somebody is holding them down. As I attempt to sit up, I suddenly feel a huge wave of nausea hit me. Post-cryo protein spills are definitely not my favorite way to start my day, or in this case, my week. I detach the vomit-filled acrylic bag from my face, and with a look of disgust, toss it in the garbage chute beneath my cryo-tube.

I swing my legs over the side of the tube and look in front of me at a somewhat displeasing sight. My best friend, and girl of my dreams, is currently engaging in her own post-cryo protein spill. I avert my gaze before I see too much, and proceed to stretch my legs on the hard metal floor.

Even though this is now a civilian frigate, the Suspended Shadow was once a great UNSC fighting fortress. One of the most powerful ships in the fleet for the sector around planet Reach. But that was before the war; Before the Covenant. Now it transports refugees.

"What are you staring at Oliver?"

"Oh! Uh, nothing. I was just thinking of how much I really hate waking up from Cryo. It's like being born again or something." I laugh.

It's funny how I always end up staring at her. I mean, she's so beautiful that I can't seem to take my eyes off of her; even when she's puking up cryo nutrients.

"Yeah, I know. I really don't understand the need for the 'throwing-up-when-you-wake-up' thing. But hey, I'm gonna go to my quarters and get ready for breakfast. You better hurry up and do the same if you want to get your hands on some real waffles for a change," she said as she stood up and walked toward the door.

Mmm waffles! I almost forgot about those.

"Alright, I'll see you in a few."

She exited the cryo chamber through the large automatic carbon-steel doors.

We had just slept for about two weeks, and I am so starving. To actually get some real food before we reach Earth will be heaven. We had just narrowly escaped Reach before the battle began. Before we entered cryo-sleep we heard that the planet had been glassed by the Covenant and that most of the surrounding ships in the area had been destroyed. Almost an entire fleet of UNSC ships have been wiped out in a single day. I heard that it was the largest loss of human life at one time in the history of the species. That's scary.

My parents were about my age when the war started twenty seven years ago, and they had never seen so much as a single covenant cruiser until last month; when the war got a little too close to home. Our parents were shipped out a day before us, so they will be waiting for us on Earth when we finally get to whatever city we're supposed to touch down at. Lilly, Miley, and I were actually put on this ship by accident. Jackson, Miley's brother, is with their dad on the other ship. We had been a little bit slower getting our stuff packed and, in the short amount of time we had to evacuate, we took the wrong shuttle from Reach's surface to the orbital docking station where the Suspended Shadow was.

We've all been relocated to Earth. The original human home world. It's strange though. Of the hundreds of planets that we could have been reassigned to, we had to be stuck with the most overpopulated, dirty, and most strategically war-prone one. I've never even been to the Sol system before and I already missed seeing half of it thanks to that darned cryo-tube.

I walk through the doors of the cryobay and slowly make my way to my assigned quarters, walking past crew members, wounded soldiers, and other kids hoping to see their parents again by the end of tomorrow. Some soldiers, in full combat attire, were patrolling the halls. The marines carried huge assault rifles that actually scared the crap out of me. I hope that the war never reaches us again. I wouldn't know what to do if I ever got separated from Miley. She's the one thing that seems to be holding me together lately.

I finally enter my tiny room to see Lilly sitting on my cot. She jumps up and hugs me instantly.

"Oliver! When did you wake up? I've been waiting around since 0630 for you guys!" Lilly practically screamed at me.

I looked at her for a second and finally replied, "Whoa, hold on. Why are you even in here?"

"I came in here because I wanted to see Mars, and I couldn't see it at all from my room, and then I just decided to stay here and surf the net for awhile. It was so cool Oliver! Reyes Shipyard almost eclipsed the whole middle of the planet."

I smiled in envy at her amusement. Mars was a bustling port planet that had been transformed from a dead, deserted landscape, into an oxygen-enriched world, suitable for sustaining life on its own. The project was one of mankind's greatest accomplishments, second only to interstellar travel. The planet is mostly red in color, but has a few scattered man-made oceans, and forests, as well as giant cities.

"We're that far already? Damn it, I'm pissed. I really wanted to see that."

Hey, it was on my list of things to see before I die. Lilly walked over to the tiny window with a smile on her face.

"Well, you can still see it if you want," she said.

She pointed through the window. I walked over and peered out. There was Mars. The tiny red dot off in the distance, probably fifty million miles away by now.

"Gee, thanks." I answer stoically.

"That's what I'm here for," she giggled.

I walked over to the electric wall 'closet' where my clothes were and took out a red micro-neoprene shirt and some grey pants that were of the same soft, light material. I then pressed another button on the wall that emitted a blurry holograph around where I was standing so that I could change without Lilly seeing anything too private. I slipped off the cryo-suit and put on the clean clothes as well as a pair of shoes. I don't really care for the style of shoes that I've been supplied with, but I guess they're ok. The shoes adjusted and form fitted to my feet as soon as I applied weight to them. Same old stuff, different apocalypse.

"You finally ready for breakfast now buddy?" Lilly asked as soon as the holograph disengaged.

"Yep, let's go. Miley should be waiting for us already, but knowing her, she probably had to refresh after cryo."

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We entered the crowded mess hall and after gazing over the large room for a matter of seconds, we found what looked to be Miley's head, resting on one of the carbon-steel tables. She was alone, which was strange considering the large amount of people in here today. I walked over to the table with Lilly in tow, and gently rubbed Miley's shoulder.

"Hey Miles, are you alright?" I asked in a caring tone.

She slowly lifted her head up and turned to face us. She gave a small reassuring smile.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just got off the com with my dad."

"Really, are he and Jackson ok? Did they make it to Earth alright? Which city are they in? Are they there yet?! I completely forgot to call my mom when we exited slipspace!" Lilly shot out question after question lightning fast at Miley, who just sort of looked at her amused at Lilly's ability to panic.

"Lilly, please calm down. So what's the update Miley?" I asked, also curious to find out just where we needed to be going when we finally reached Earth.

Miley smiled warmly at us and said, "Everybody is fine. All of our parents arrived in Paris, France about six hours ago. The only bad news with this whole situation is that the ship we're on isn't touching down anywhere near Paris. The Suspended Shadow is scheduled to dock on the Lunar Belt in about two hours. From there we can take a shuttle from the moon to Paris. The shuttle only takes about an hour to reach atmospheric entry so we might actually see our families by dinner time."

Lilly and I nodded in unison and soon Lilly was back at asking Miley questions. I however was rather annoyed. I don't get why we can't just take the on-board shuttles from this ship straight to Paris. Why should we have to dock on the Lunar Belt? The Lunar Belt is a giant man-made tubular structure that goes all the way around the moon. Parts of it are for different things, such as military training, tourism, and a large part of it was a customs department where every immigrant had to check in at before setting foot on Earth. The Belt also serves to regulate the planet's seasonal tides, and is regarded as another one of mankind's greatest technological achievements.

We shouldn't have to go through customs since we're regarded as refugees not immigrants.

Anyway, I guess sleep will be easy tonight, that's for sure. If only I knew what the rest of the day had in store for us…

A/N: Well, it took 2 weeks but I finally got the first chapter posted. You don't have to have ever heard of Halo to read this story; it will be completely raw and new. If anyone has any questions about the Halo side of things, such as the technology, the places, the futuristic stuff, or the 550 years of history that have happened between now and when the story takes place, please don't hesitate to ask. I will be extremely happy to answer or at least point you to the people who know the answers.

Please review. Thanks.