A/N: HEY, I'M BACK! Life has been killing me lately, so I haven't done anything for Fanfiction. *Le sigh* I just got into the Halo Universe and one thought only: EPIC. I'll update other stories soon~

IMPORTANT: If you think you can read this story without an intro, please skip to the next chapter. This intro is a, for the lack of a better word, crappy representation of how the story will go. It just explains the situation in detail.

During the darkest days of humanity, what almost became the end, a disease shot throughout the universe. Zombies you ask? Not quite for it is more heartbreaking and dangerous than that. The disease never directly affects lifeforms but rather the climate of the planet it is on. It latches onto the soil of the planet and slowly burrows its way into the center of the planet. Once it is there, it overheats the core to the point that it's warmth could be felt for hundreds of miles out of atmosphere. The disease does this until it dies- wiping the planet clean of life forms except for its brethren, which are launched into atmosphere shortly after the planet's climate returns to normal. These spawns will launch themselves into space and infect other planets, just like their parent. This disease has been named by scientists as "Planeta Morbus Ignus" (latin for "Planet Disease of Fire") or just "P M Ignus" for short. It has already infected three human populated planets and wiped out the alien "Covenant" species.

Luckily, there was a way to save the planet's life forms from a fiery death. Using cyro sleep chambers, originally invented in 2532 and still used in this year of 2552. It freezes whatever life form is inside into a state of sleep while slowing down the aging process significantly. Thus the cyro chambers were mass created for all of the human colonies, including the rebel controlled ones, were demanding them. It would be most of the human race's downfall.

Only the newest versions of the cyro chambers were being created and they all had one major glitch. If more than 20 were inside of cyro chambers linked to a single system at once, they would all suffer severe brain damage and lose limbs. They would suffer a long and painful death as they slept. Only a few people per world, barely more than a handful at times, managed to get into the old versions. This made them be the last people on their planet.

Now, after planet Reach's, an outer human colony, climate has returned to normal there lives only 7 humans on this once prospering world. 6 of them, the Noble Team, knew each other only recently, and have a level of trust already established for one another. The 7th one, Master Chief, is considered a 'hero amongst superheroes'. These superheroes were like Superman without laser eyes, the weakness of kryptonite, and the power of flight, had an average running speed of 33 km/h and the shortest of them was about 7"1'. These 'heroes' were called Spartans and were our only hope when the war against the covenant still existed.

Will these Spartans be able to eliminate the threat before it reaches the inner colonies and, finally, Earth? Or will the human race fall because they could do nothing? They have 30 days to save the universe. They have one chance.