Thrown into their world.

Chapter 1 Baptized in Sangheili blood. (again)

Authors note: This is my first fan fic. It will be done in a combo of third person and first person. I will accept CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM! Haters shall be ignored. Note that I own nothing in Halo other than my Spartan self. In addition, I will be using the correct name for the x race as I refer to them. If anyone is confused by Sangheili, it is the Elites name for them. With that, enjoy! "Now because I got so many hate responses and only one constructive one I decided to rewrite chapter one. Enjoy the new chapter.

"Fuck!" I growl as I am taken down by a Sangheili general. "Get to cover so you can spawn me." I yell to my girl friend through the mic. If you haven't already guessed, we are trying to get Halsey's secret door in Halo Reach campaign.

"I'm trying Hon."

"Yes. Now these fuckers are tough but not ghost proof."

"Hey Dan does it seem like the screen is getting bigger and everything becoming Realistic?"

"Yeah it kind of does oh shit!"

In a second, we are flung into our TVs and I appear in the ghost I just got into.

"Angel?"

"Yes Dan, Kill these fuckers now!"

I look at the female Spartan dressed in the armor my girl uses.

I hit the Boost and ram the generals into the great journey.

"This is too freaky."

"I know are we in the…"

She is cut off by a blinding light followed by me loosing consciousness. I regain consciousness and am surrounded by thirty-four teens. I then see a younger version of Halsey approaching me.

"Who are you and what are you wearing?" only now do I realize that i am wearing a deactivated suit of MJOLINIR mk. V. My noble six variation: chest UA counter assault, Left shoulder UA multi threat, Right shoulder Commander, wrist Tactical tac pad, knees Para foil, Utility tactical trauma kit, helmet Recon base, with black visor color, the armor it's self is Steel primary steel secondary.

"Well fuck. Get me outa here before the suit kills me."

"What is it?" I hear one of the teens ask.

"MJOLINIR mk. V. Now Halsey get the techs up here to get me outa this armor."

"Mark V? We only have Mark IV." another speaks I recognize the voice as Jorge.

I relax as the techs get me outa the armor. "Now, doc can we go else where now?"

"Yes." Once we are in her office she starts to interrogate me.

"Who are you? Where did you get a suit of MJOLINIR? And how do you know my name?"

"First I am Dan G, I don't know how I got the suit I was playing co-op campaign in Reach with my girl Angel, the next thing I know I am sitting in a ghost running over eight Sangheili generals at Sword base, in this armor. The next thing I know I am lying in that room surrounded by SPARTANs. And I know your name because you the SPARTANs and the human covenant war is part of a video game franchise known as Halo." I explain.

"I see can I have a blood sample."

"Sure." she sticks a needle in my arm and a moment later an AI appears.

"Subject DNA matches confines for augmentation." it says.

"Good, thank you Déjà."

"Let me guess. I am going to be Sam's replacement?" I ask. I wince as I notice that the needle is pumping sedatives into by blood.

"How'd you guess that?"

"Luck."

"Do you have any requests about what team you'll be on?"

"No, I'd like blue team. And I would like my number to be 189."

"I can arrange that."

"Oh and can I keep the armor I was in today?"

"Yes but what makes it different from the Mk. IV?"

"Shields, you can have the generator examined but I want it back in the armor by the time I wake up." The world goes fuzzy then black as sedatives kick in.

Authors note: there you HATERS better be happy with this. Please R&R.