Readjustment

Chapter 1: Spartan 0047

Location: Aboard the UNSC Infinity above the planet Madrigal

Date: August 15, 2572

A/N: Hello my slaves it's Battle Damage with another story and yep it's a crossover. Just to ruin all your hopes and dreams right now almost all the UNSC characters are not canon. Hear that sound... it's the sound of Halo diehards crying themselves to sleep right now. Please Read and Review. Also, OC's are welcome for this story, cause I am gonna need them for what I have planned, mwahahahahaha.

"Spartan 0047, ONI is transferring you to the UNSC Hope. Get your gear together; you leave in thirty." Rolland's voice echoed through my helmets comm.

"Aye, aye Roland. Thanks for the update." I responded as I got up and headed toward my locker.

"Hey Greg where you going?" Rodriguez asked. Rodriguez was a Spartan 4 and probably my only friend outside the tight knit bond that made up the Spartan 2 ranks.

"ONI's transferring me to the Hope."

"The Hope? Isn't that a hospital ship? Something's fucked up here and it ain't me"

"Anything involving ONI is fucked up." I said as I placed my fatigues and dress uniform in a hold all.

"See you later Rodriguez."

"See ya Gregory."

Grabbing an empty hold all I walk to the one of the ship's many armories.

"Hello sir what can I getcha?" said the armorer.

"I'll have a BR55, a Magnum, a MA5 assault rifle, a shotgun and a sniper rifle."

The armorer walked away and came back a moment later with said weapons. I holster the Magnum and place the rest into the empty hold all.

"Thank you ma'am"

"No problem, catch ya later Spartan." she said as I walked off.

I walked outside and activate my suits comm. "Rolland, which hanger bay do they want me at."

"Hanger bay 15A... hey do you have any more riddles, I'm bored?"

"You're always bored. Why don't you go annoy Commander Palmer or talk to Lasky."

"I'm doing both as we speak actually."

"You're amazing, you know that?" I say sarcastically.

"I know." he said.

I sigh and say, "Okay fine. Here's one, if the maker doesn't want it, the buyer doesn't need it, and the user don't know their using it, what is it?"

"Hmmm... is it a coffin?" he guesses.

"Got it in one." I say.

"I knew it." he said smugly.

"Why don't you annoy go Spartan Miller, I'm sure he can provide some entertainment."

"That's not a half bad idea." he said and then the comm. channel went silent. As I enter the hanger bay I see a pilot waving me over. I walk up to her and say, "Lieutenant Commander Gregory Spartan 0047 reporting as ordered."

"Took you long enough. C'mon we're waiting on you sir." she said as she walked toward a pelican. At 8 and a 1/2 feet tall, I towered over most humans, I was even a few inches taller than some Sangheili. I wore a CQB helmet with a black visor. I had an EVA Mark Six chest plate and my shoulders were covered by EOD shoulder plates. My armor had aqua as its primary and cyan as its secondary color. As I entered the pelican I realized there were more ammunition crates than medical.

"Ah, Gregory, it's been awhile." said a voice I could recognize anywhere. A voice that I had learned to respect and trust.

"Doctor Halsey it's good to see you again." I said as I turned around. She looked older than I remembered but I guess ten years would do that to you. "How are you ma'am."

"I am fine, and it's good to see you to." She said as she strapped herself in and prepared for liftoff.

"Good afternoon and welcome to UNSC Airways This is your pilot Warrant Officer Sarah Walker. This is a non-smoking flight, the skies are clear and we have a green signal to take off. Have a good day." the pilot said as the engines started up. I place my hold alls in an overhead and strap in. I feel the pelican accelerate and then break free of the Infinity's artificial gravity.

We spend the next twenty minutes in silence. The only sound was of the pilot playing some centuries old music called 'metal' if memory served me correctly, through the speakers. Suddenly I feel the pelican shake and start to take evasive maneuvers. Quickly I unstrapped myself and head to the cockpit to see what's going on.

"Pilot what's..." I trail off as I see what's beyond the windshield. Covenant ships... hundreds of them. Corvettes, Frigates, Destroyers, Carriers, even ten or twelve Super carriers.

"My god..." I whisper to myself.

"That about sums it up yeah. I gotta get you and the doctor back to the Infinity." the pilot said. I saw the Covenant ships disappear as the pelican banked back towards the Infinity.

"Negative on that, get us to the planets surface." I told her.

"Sir I have orders."

"I'm overriding those orders now get us to the damn planet."

"Aye, aye sir."

The pelican banked again and I saw Madrigal. 'Home.' The thought surprised me. Even after thirty years I could still vaguely remember where I was born. I felt the pelican shake again and the pilot said, "Sir we have Seraph fighters right on top of our asses."

"I'm pulling out all engine stops, increase our speed by 200 percent."

"Increasing speed by 200 percent aye sir. Making planet fall in five minutes. Engines redlining in 90 seconds" the pilot sad with just a hint of fear in her voice.

"Too slow. Increase speed by another 50 percent."

"Aye sir. Making planet fall in one minute. Engines redlining in thirty seconds... sir Seraph fighters are engaging us."

"Deploy counter-measures."

"Deploying decoys and chaff... sir, unknown slipspace signature detected right in front of us."

"Go around it."

"Can't sir it's to close."

I looked out the windshield to see what I presumed was the slipspace rupture. It didn't look like any I've seen before. While most were black with an outer layer of blue this was a solid and shimmering purple. Less than a second later we enter it.

A moment later we exited the other side. We were about 9-12 miles above a forest on an unknown planet. There was a loud bang and the pelican shook.

"Sir engines have just redlined. We have lost engines 1,3, and 4. Engine 2..." the pilot looked to her left and said, "On fire." There was another bang as the pelican broke the sound barrier as it fell. I open up the emergency broadcast channel and say, "This is Spartan 0047 to all UNSC forces, pelican 201-967 has lost her engines and is going down. Important personnel aboard. We are above an unknown planet and have limited supplies. Requesting immediate Evac."

"10 seconds to impact." the pilot said calmly.

"Everyone hold on to something!" I yelled right before we hit the deck. (In the military it's called a deck no matter where you are) When we hit I was thrown forward and through the windshield. My shields were depleted to three fourths as I crashed through a sapling and then was drained completely as I barreled through a very sturdy tree. Finally I come to a stop and I taste a coppery taste in my mouth. There was also a little bit of blood splattered on my visor. Then everything goes black as I pass out.

A/N: Shout out to my co-author for helping me with this. All of you faithful readers who bother to read my authors note I thank you for your support.

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