halo/fable3
the Spartan of Albion
summary; after the events of reach Theresa plucks the soul of the female noble 6 (Samantha) and sends her to help the princess of Albion take the throne. This will be a comedy with the potential for lemons later on.
The second to last thing that went through sams head was, well this went well, closely followed by the elites energy sword. And with the death of the last Spartan on reach, the planet was left burned and turned to glass. But that was not the end for Spartan B312, for she may have died in one universe, she lives in another.
"wha, were am I? I feel different. What happened?" Sam moaned as she regained consciousness. "you are no longer in your universe Samantha, you are in the realm of Albion" a mysterious voice informed her. "who are you? Shown yourself." Sam shouted whilst looking for her ma5c. It was then she realised what felt different. She no longer had her mjolnir amour. She worked hard for her ODST modules. She studied her surroundings, looking for potential cover. She was in what looked like a house, the type that you see in a history book of earth in the industrial revolution.
"I am Teresa and you are in no danger" there was that voice again, "listen 'Teresa' get out of my fucking head, show yourself and explain what the fuck I am doing here!" Sam shouted. "I'm afraid all I can do is inform you of why you are here" Teresa told Sam who replied "well tell me then!"
"you died in your universe, but I rescued your life essence and brought you to this world, Albion. I recreated your body to help you adjust to this new world. I was unable to recreate your amour or most of your weapons, however I was able to duplicate from your memory's two weapons, your kukri and your m7 as you call it. Only some rounds will fit and it is prone to breaking so keep it in reserve. You are a hero, you possess special abilities."
"riiiiggghhhttt, of course I believe you. Not! This is sounding like a rather bad fanfiction" Sam joked. "Explanations over, I will teleport you to Brightwall village. Try and find the other hero, Kim, she is the tyrant king Logan's sister, I have informed her that another hero shall be waiting in the blacksmiths." Teresa informed Sam.
"wait teleport what do you me-" (zzzzzzaaaappppp) "-an. Ah fuck". Sam looked around at her surroundings, there were mannequins holding rifles and pistols, swords and hammers. "geez its like I went back 800 years." Sam remarked. "Are you the new 'hero' Teresa sent over?" a female voice rang out behind her. Sam turned around and saw a young woman that was around 5'10'', dressed in a rather revealing mercenary outfit with a large sword on her back and a pistol on her hip. "you must be Kim, Teresa said that you were going to meet me here." Sam said. Kim replied "yeah I'm Kim, but who the hell are you?" Sam was shocked that `Teresa hadn't even told Kim her name. "Spartan warrant officer first class Samantha B312. Or just Sam to friends." "were you in the army or something Samantha?" Kim enquired. "you could say that. I need a drink. Where can I get a heavily alcoholic drink and money to buy said drink?" Sam asked. "I'll show you to the inn and buy the first round if you do one thing." "and that would be?" Sam wondered. "you tell me everything, we are going to be working together and I want no secrets between us. Oh and if Walter tries to hit on you well..." Kim cut off. "don't worry he tries anything my kukri will keep him away" Sam informed Kim. "so that's what that knife is, tell me more about your gun when we have that drink. Lets go"