This is my first Halo Reach fanfic so give me a break if I make a mistake, I'm going off of what I've seen and done on the game for Xbox 360. Enjoy and Critique. This story is about Jack, a Spartan who lost his entire squad and was left alone as a Spartan assassin that continued his squads' job of handling UNSC black-ops before being transferred to NOBLE Team by Colonel Holland. This is a Six/Kat fanfic. Enjoy, review, recommend. ^_^

Dream:

I look ahead and see a minor class elite with his back turned towards me. I slowly crept up behind him and drew my combat knife from its place on my right shoulder before covering the minor's mouth and putting an end to him with a swift knife thrust through the base of the neck. I dragged the lifeless corpse into the bushes before activating the comm. link in my helmet. "It's all clear down here Fox, I'm heading towards you now." I waited for a response but received no answer. 'Heh, lazy bastard must've fell asleep again.' I thought with a smile as I started a brisk jog towards the ridge he was waiting on.

I reached the area when I suddenly heard muffled voices coming from up ahead. I dropped into some brush and approached the area, when I looked through the bushes; I just barely kept myself from saying my thoughts aloud. 'Oh shit…' Fox was on his knees with his hands tied behind his back and was surrounded by a group of spec-ops class elites lead by a single field marshal in deep red armor. Fox seemed to know I was there as he avoided looking in my general direction. 'What the fuck am I supposed to do, if I don't do something he's gonna die!' With that said, I took out my knife and took my magnum from it's' holster.

I snuck up behind one of the elites, dispatching him without a sound and dragging the body to cover, I was able to do this with three more before the remaining four elites began to look around with a deep growl coming from each of them. With that, I jumped from the bushes and unloaded my magnum on one of the remaining spec-ops while thrusting my knife through the head of another; effectively leaving the field marshal and a single spec-ops left, the spec-ops ran at me with an energy sword in its' hand as I pulled out my assault rifle and emptied the magazine, which only brought down the now angered elites' shields.

I ran at the elite and forced my shoulder into its chest as it put a slash towards my face, effectively cutting through my helmet and leaving a cut over my left eye. With the new rush of adrenaline, I grabbed a hold of the elites sword arm and twisted it inwards, impaling the elite on its' own sword. As I turned from the corpse of the dead elite, I felt a searing pain go through my chest. I looked down to see the ends of another energy sword protruding from my chest armor. I fell to the ground as the field marshal dragged Fox in front of me. "Let 'em go you son of a bitch!" As if responding in his own twisted way, the elite flourished his sword before sending it through my closest friends' heart. "FOOOOOOOOOOOOXX!"

Noble Six/ Jack's POV

I opened my eyes seeing the sky flying overhead as I road passenger in the warthog taking me to my new squad. I raised my seat and saw the base around three miles ahead. I looked back down at the helmet in my lap, lingering over the black visor as I recalled the dream. 'I'll see you again someday brother.' With that, I put my helmet on as we pulled onto the base and slowed to a stop. I stepped out of the warthog while looking around. 'Time to go to work.'

Kat's POV

I looked down at the floor as I leaned against the wall of the Command Center; Carter was talking with Colonel Holland about some issue with a communications relay fifty clicks to the south of Visegrad. 'How can everyone just forget about Tom like this…?' I must have argued for two hours about the Spartan who was going to replace Tom as Noble Six. 'I'm not the only one who wanted to leave the spot empty…' The only reason I stopped arguing was because Carter asked me to look at the new Six's file.

I looked at the entire file but there wasn't much to read, almost everything was covered by ONI censors. I was still stewing when I looked up to see Emile; he had practically frozen as he was no longer sharpening his knife. I followed his eyes to the doorway into the Command Center and nearly froze myself when I saw the Spartan standing there. He had a vicious look about him and I felt almost like death itself had just stepped into the room. 'He's definitely Hyper-Lethal.' I could tell just by the silence from this Spartan that he had handled more than his share of Covenant.

His armor was intimidating to look at as well; it had a steel black and brilliant red color scheme. He wore a scout class helmet with a CBRN and a CNM; his shoulder armor was composed of a left side Commando piece with an ODST right shoulder piece. His chest and knee guards were both Grenadier class like Jorge; on his right wrist he had a Tacpad the same as the one Carter had; he also had a Tactical Trauma Kit on his right leg. With my observations done I made a split second decision. 'Better alert the others.' With that, I pushed off the wall and stopped the Spartan where he stood. "Commander…" With that, I saw Carter look back along with Jorge. "So that's our new Number Six." Jorge had a neutral tone that never failed to amaze me, considering that Jorge was the only Spartan II among Noble Team. I almost jumped when the new Six walked by me, just barely brushing my bionic arm. With that I had a thought I didn't expect to have. 'This guy is kind of scary.'

Third Person POV

Six stood there as Noble Team looked him over. Everyone suddenly directed their attention to Emile as he spoke up. "Kat, you read his file?" Everyone but Six looked at Kat as she answered her teammate. "Only the parts that weren't covered in black ink." With that Colonel Holland could be heard as he spoke through the comm. channel. "Ah, so Jack finally arrived huh? Jack, why don't you give Noble Team an update on our issue at Visegrad." With that six spoke up for the first time since he arrived at the Command Center. "Yes sir. Well as you already know, contact with Visegrad Relay was lost last night. All life signals in the relay station flat-lined around twenty-six hundred hours. The Colonel sent trooper fire teams that have since then been declared MIA." With that, Carter looked over to the monitor and spoke up. "And now you're sending us Colonel?"

Six could hear the slight confusion in Carter's voice but let it go as Holland spoke up. "The Office of Naval Intelligence believes that deployment of a Spartan team is a gross misallocation of valuable resources, I however disagree." With that, Six stole a look at Kat who seemed to be listening a little too intently to the conversation between the Colonel and Carter. Jack suddenly had a thought about the ice blue armored Lieutenant Commander. 'What's up with her?' Six then redirected his attention to the conversation at hand. "Anyone claim responsibility sir?" Carter was speaking with a tone as though he had an underlying tone of suspicion about the situation. "ONI thinks it might be the local insurrection. Five months ago they pulled a similar job on Harmony; they hit a relay to take out our eyes and ears; and then stole two freighters from dry-dock; that cannot happen here, Reach is too damn important. I want that relay back online Noble One."

"Sir, consider it done." Carter no longer had the suspicious undertone and now spoke with a tone of pure assurance. "Then I'll see you on the other side, Holland out." With that said, Carter turned to his new teammate to get him introduced to the team. "Lieutenant…" "Commander, sir." The simple greeting clearly impressed Carter as he had not expected such a neutral tone of voice. "Let me introduce you to your' new squad, I'm Car-"

"Carter, Noble Team's leader. Kat over there's Noble Two and Emile and Jorge are Four and Five, I saw Jun outside in one of the Falcons." Everyone suddenly looked at Jack like he had grown a second head. 'Weren't prepared for that were ya?' "I don't go into a squad without finding out who I'm working with ahead of time sir." Everyone seemed to lighten up at that revelation except for Kat who was still slightly wide eyed. 'Impressive, I'll give him that much.' Suddenly, everyone began to move outside towards the Falcons sitting on the landing pads.

Carter then looked over to Jack and decided he should know just what he was getting into. "I'm not gonna lie to you Lieutenant, you're stepping into some shoes the rest of the squad would rather leave unfilled. Me? I'm just happy to have Noble back up to full strength." Six took a seat next to Jun (Noble 3) before hearing Carter continue. "Just one thing, I've seen your' file; even some of the parts that the ONI censors didn't want me to. I'm glad to have your' skill-set; but we're a team, that lone wolf stuff stays behind. We clear?"

Six didn't sit well with the fact that someone was snooping through his file but he let it go considering he had already looked at the files of the entire Noble Team. With that said Jack leaned his head back and waited for them to arrive at the insertion point. "Got it sir." As they took off, Jack heard one last comment before he fell asleep. "Welcome to Reach."

Noble Six/ Jack's POV

I sat there watching the trees roll by down below when I heard Carter speak up. "Listen up Noble Team; we're looking at a downed relay outpost fifty clicks from Visegrad. We're gonna introduce ourselves to whoever took it out, then Kat's gonna get it back online." "Get me under the hood commander." Kat's straight forward tone was kind of amusing to be honest; it kind of lightened up the mood for me at least.

But something was still bothering me about this whole thing so I decided to do a little digging about what all Carter knew about what we were doing on this mission. "Commander, why would rebels want to cut off Reach from the rest of the colonies? It doesn't make any sense to me." "You get the chance; maybe you can ask them Six." That response didn't do anything to help ease the sense of suspicion I felt about this mission.

Something didn't seem right, this doesn't seem like a rebel action to me. I mean yeah, there was the issue on Harmony but this was different. Harmony was one of the outlying colonies; Reach was a strategically vital area for the UNSC. I was about to voice my concerns, but was interrupted by a female voice. "Commander we just lost our signal with HQ." Oh great, as if this day couldn't get any more difficult.

Carter turned his head to look at Kat who was in the Falcon flying next to ours. "Back-up channels?" "Searching….notta and I can't say what's jamming us." That's kind of shocking for me, Kat's file had shown that she was one of the best tactical mechanics in the Spartan league, maybe even the entire UNSC, so when she was having difficulties with communications, you know it's something big. Carter spoke to the whole team after the big announcement by Kat. "You heard her, dead zone confirmed. Command will not be keeping us company this trip." I heard that and couldn't help the chuckle that came out along with my comment. "I'm lonely already."

Ch. 1 revisions complete. God that took longer than I thought it would but i'm happy with it now. Review and comment. I welcome all kinds of criticism, helps me fix things up for later. Fall out Spartans. Lol. ;)