NOTE** This story contains some mild swearing. If you read this and learn a bad word and scream it out at school, or tell your parents, not my problem.

Well, if none of you know, I love Halo! It's one of my favorite Xbox games and I love it so much that I decided to make a fanfic! This is my first Halo fanfic so please go easy on me. I did do some research and all, but I still don't know every single thing about Halo so if I get something wrong, please don't unleash hell on me. *puppy dog eyes*

Anyways, I was in a writing mood, and I was obsessing over Halo at the time so I thought, 'Why not make a story?' So, I got on Word and my hands typed this baby up. :) I do have a basic plot running about in my head (I should really write it down) so I shouldn't have too many writing blocks, but no promises!

Anyways, I want to see if you guys like it, and if so, I'll keep posting more chappys, ok? Ok, enough with my rambling.

Chapter 1

"Damn it!" A feminine voice growled as she violently squeezed the controller, as if trying to contort it. On the screen in front of her, Noble 6 was being slain by the Elite zealots in Lone Wolf. She hated this scene, it was just too sad. Playing a character in such a setting and then knowing you'd have to end up losing your life, it was terrible. But of course, it was a video game. It wasn't real.

"Why so annoyed? You know that you're going to end up killed. It's mandatory in this mission," the younger boy next to her stated plainly, an amused smile on his lips as he regarded his sister.

"I know… but I wanted to last longer." The girl pouted her lips as she quickly pressed Y to skip the tragic scene.

"Calm down. There are other Halo games out there that doesn't end like this." The boy exhaled loudly and then allowed himself to slump more on the soft couch.

"I know. Gosh, I don't know what's wrong with me. I just hate how the Sangheili just slay my Spartan. But then again, they're so hot too." A smile played on her lips then as she glanced over at her brother who only shook his.

"You and Elites…you're so messed up Nisha." Nisha only shrugged her shoulders before giggling.

"Sangheili," she corrected.

"Whatever. They're the same thing. I don't have to be specific."

"I sometimes do wish with they were real, the Sangheili." Her brother looked up at her with an are-you-serious expression. "But that would be bad. Because they'd probably really kill us. I mean, they're so freakin' tall and so strong!"

"Yeah. They'd snap you like a twig."

"They'd pound you to a bloody puddle," Nisha shot back, although there was a playful grin on her lips.

"Too graphic."

The girl yawned and stretched out, arching her back as she did so and rubbed her eyes as she exhaled loudly, returning to her slumped position. She then eyed the clock and let them grow large as she realized the time. 1:05. How did time fly so fast? Soon, their parents would be coming down on them, frying them in the process.

Her brother noted the direction of his sister's gaze and let his dark eyes grow round as well as he looked back at the screen. Both wanted to play, but they knew what the consequences would be if they played anymore at this time.

"We should go before Mom and Dad yell at us."

"Aw, one more mission? Please, Shane?" Nisha whined. Shane only shook his head.

"Sometimes I really wonder how you're the oldest." His older sibling only stuck out her tongue at him as she handed him the controller and watched him place it back in the bin as he shut off the console.

"Well, at least tomorrow is my birthday!" The girl laughed sleepily as she mustered enough energy to get off the couch and go back upstairs.

"Do you know what you want for your birthday?" he asked her, his eyes almost closed shut.

"For Halo to be real," she replied, a sleepy grin finding its way to her face.

"How about being realistic?"

"Being realistic sucks." Shane only shook his head and chuckled softly at his sister's reply. Sometimes, he really thought she was crazy. "Well, actually, maybe you're right. Maybe I don't want it to be real, but I certainly do wish I was in the game."

"Well, you probably won't get it, but you can go ahead and try wasting your wish on it," he commented as they made their way to their rooms.

"I certainly will. Goodnight."

"Goodnight, crazy person."

A goofy and smile and then the sound of closed doors.

"…Are you sixteen? Are you seventeen? Are you eighteen? Are you-?" Nisha raised her hand, cutting off the chant.

"Stop!"

A chorus of claps resounded in the room as Nisha's friends celebrated. A large marbled cake lay in front of the young girl as she laughed in delight. In the middle were the waxy candles 18 and dozen or so around the edges.

"My baby's turning 18!" her mother said as she lit the candles, causing Nisha to blush a little and groan like any other teenager.

To her side, her father was chuckling softly before he hugged his 'little baby girl'. Shane was near the edge, looking bored as ever, often shooting annoyed glances over at his sister's friends.

"Make a wish!" one of her friends, Katie, yelled out of the bunch as she grinned like a madman. Nisha nodded and leaned down, eyes almost closed entirely shut as she regarded the flickering light.

Suddenly, images of Spartans, Sangheili (or Elites, whatever people wanted to call them), Pelicans, and Covenant dropships flashed before her mind like someone quickly whipping the beam of a flashlight across her face.

Should she? Was it even worth it? Her realistic mind questioned.

Hell yes.

Of course, her more impulsive side won over and with words and images in mind, she took a deep breath and blew out all the candles in one breath.

The clapping began again.

"Whaddya wish for?" one of her friends asked curiously. Nisha only winked at her. "Can't tell you."

She then glanced over at her brother who she saw was giving her a questioning look before she shot him a mischievous smile.

By the time her friends left, Nisha was more than ready to hit the sack. As much fun as they had, it was still tiring trying to please everyone while doing what was expected of the birthday girl. She hadn't even planned on inviting people over. Nisha wasn't that social. She had only wanted to celebrate amongst her family, but of course, her mother being quite social and all, kept prompting her to invite a few friends over. Knowing that it would be in vain, she resisted arguing and listened.

At least I saw my friends, and I have gifts.

As she made her way up the carpeted steps, her mind wandered to her wish and she shook her head at herself. How foolish she had been; wishing for something like that, but the childish part of her mind was filled with hope.

As she reached the top step, she made her way to the bathroom to shower, and allowed herself a moment to relax. She took her time, although she scolded herself for wasting so much water and after much thinking and scrubbing, she exited the shower. After drying herself, and dressing in her pajamas, she headed to her room.

"Goodnight everyone!" she cried to the air as she swung around into her room and closed it behind her. Through the door, she heard her parents return her comment while her brother's response was just a grunt.

With a grumbling sigh, she flopped herself onto her bed, causing it to squeak as she did so, and then lazily snuggled under the thick covers. Nisha got cold very easily, and although she was wearing her fluffy winter pajamas, she still required thick covers, normally two of them, especially since it was the middle of winter.

Snuggling into the bed some more, she let out a content sigh as she closed her eyes, hoping that maybe just for one night her buzzing mind would allow her to surrender to sleep quickly.

There was a long silence and the wind whistled outside, causing the girl lying in the bed to snuggle deeper into the covers. A few minutes later, there was a heavy blow that seemed to hit the window, causing Nisha to open her eyes in a flash and turn over to look at her window.

Concluding that it was a snowstorm brewing, she tiredly turned back over on her left side to snooze off, listening to the storm outside. It was pleasant listening to a snowstorm, it always made her appreciate the warm cocoon she was in, and every storm seemed to stir hope in her that there would be a school closing.

A few more minutes past by with the howling wind worsening. Suddenly, there was a slight trembling that rippled through Nisha's bed. The trembling increased and the rattling of her metal footboard met her ears.

Nisha's stomach clenched in both fear and excitement. Her first thought was an earthquake and eager to witness more of it, she sat upright and turned on her light, only to find that the power had gone off.

"Oh come on!" she grumbled, as she nonetheless excitedly jumped out of her bed and tried her best to balance on the trembling ground. Suddenly, her stomach sank a little at the thought of the carpeted floor caving in beneath her. She hoped it wouldn't be that bad of an earthquake.

"Mom! Dad! Shane!" she cried out, reaching the doorknob, all the while staring at her shivering bed and the rattling metal board. Were her parents feeling this? Was her brother also out of his bed?

The earthquake became worse and the books that were neatly arranged in the shelves on her desk began to vibrate with each large shudder and dropped onto the desk with a loud smack, while the rest tumbled onto the carpet.

"Mom! Dad!" Panic curled its way into the girl's stomach and she felt her hand close onto the cool doorknob but as she tried to turn it, it wouldn't budge. No matter how hard she tried to turn it, it remained stubbornly locked in its position. "Shane! Can you hear me?" She was shouting at the door, now banging her fist against it as she wobbled, trying to keep her balance.

There was another earth crumbling shudder, and Nisha was sent onto the ground. During that process, her cranium smacked against the corner of her drawers and she saw stars swim in her vision. The ground met the back of her head and she faintly could remember feeling the rest of her body hit the carpeted floor.

Ok, well, that's Chapter 1 for ya guys. I hope it was ok. I realize that it was a little short, but don't worry, the upcoming chapters should be longer. ;)

Please R&R. Also, if you noticed any grammatical errors, don't be afraid to bring them up. I would like to improve my writing. I also may have gotten some things wrong about the Lone Wolf mission. I haven't played Halo Reach in awhile (thanks a lot school) so I may have forgotten how a mission went, or what buttons to press for what.

Well, that's all. Thanks guys! :)