Naruto B-312

This is my Halo Naruto x-over idea. Those other Naruto Halo x-over are about Naruto being a spartan. This is one of those. Sometimes he travels dimensions. Not this one. Naruto is B-312, a hyper-lethal vector taken into the Spartan-III at the age of 12 after the VOTE. But this will all be explained in the coming chapters.

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His back hit the ground and a moment later he felt pain blossom in his chest. He looked down and saw that an energy sword was currently resting its burning and sharp plasma blades in his chest. He looked at his soon-to-be-killer, an elite doing its version of a smile. Slowly darkness crept into his vision. He was content to die, but only fighting to his last. Slowly he raised his hand, aimed, and fired the magnum in his grasp. The rounds bounced of the monsters shields and it laughed at him.

Then the thing spoke in its broken English as it basked in the glory of victory. "Now Demon, you die, just like the rest of your pathetic heretical race." He yanked the sword out of his chest then plunged it back in up to the hilt. "Now, you die Demon."

Demon. He always thought it was ironic. Where he came from everyone thought he was a demon and back then he wasn't. Then, he metaphorically sold his soul to the devil. Then he really did turn into a Demon. A Demon to protect humanity.

He watched as the Elite turned its back on him as he went back to his commander to report. He moved his head to see the wasteland that was Reach now was, the Gas Giant that was Reach's neighbor, and beyond all that, the system's sun setting. The darkness that had been slowly creeping into his vision now spread quickly, consuming his vision until all he saw was black.

He felt his strength leave him. Here, he died.

'No.' 'What...what was that?' he thought weakly. The voice was soft but still felt the power behind it. Like the voice of a god thrown to Earth.

'NO!' This time Six knew it wasn't a figment of his imagination. He knew what it was and he would not let do what it was planning to do.. 'No. No! Not again! LET ME DIE!' he mentally shouted 'LET ME JOIN BETA COMPANY! LET ME JOIN JORGE, KAT, CARTER, AND EMILE! LET ME BE WITH MY FRIENDS AND COMRADES ONCE MORE! I DESERVE TO DIE.' With each shout he gained strength and slowly beat the voice down.

'Never' The voice was softer now but it still held power but now the voice was even more powerful. Soon it would have its way again. Six would not let it happen again.

But suddenly a small red light appeared in his sight. It quickly blossomed until all he saw was red. Then he saw Reach, the Gas Giant, and the setting sun. He shifted his head and saw the energy sword. Slowly it started to vibrate, moving upwards by some unseen force. Soon though that source was seen, a great powerful red force pushed the sword into the air. The sword went flying off somewhere. The red force came back down to heal the wound before surrounding Six's entire body.

Six found himself being lifted up, like some puppet whose had been picked up by the waist. 'The angry God had awakened.' he thought dryly. He dropped to the ground feet first. 'You will not have your eventually.' he thought. The voice replied in kind 'But until then, you will not die that easily.'

The elites were stunned. Six looked around and counted five bodies of dead Elites. Plus two more about to join it. Seven. His lucky number. He charged.

The elite who had stepped into the fight near the end had his head caved in before it could blink. Then he turned around and grasped his would-be-killer's throat.

Six's short, but still spiky, blind hair moved as a brief gust of wind blew across the depleted wasteland. The elite looked him in his cold steel-blue eyes. The Elite saw that the Demon's eyes were different from just moments ago. They had been a warmer blue and oozed weariness and acceptance. Now they expelled power, defiance, and anger. "A true Demon." He muttered.

Six tilted his head westward looking at the sunset. The elite looked that way as well. He too saw the beauty of the scene. It was the last thing he saw.

Six threw the body westward. He looked around and saw a group of grunts, jackels, and even hunters and Brutes. His eyes hardened. The grunts ran for their lives, the jackels as well. The hunters backed away, and even the brutes were blown back some by the sheer intensity of his gaze.

"Go." He said. The brutes and hunters broke ranks and ran as fast and hard as they could trying to get away from this Demon.

Six's hands trembled a-bit before grasping his head. His breathing turned ragged and forced. And slowly, the red aura that had surrounded him slowly faded. Six was again in full control of his body and looked for a ride out of here. After all, he didn't want to be glassed. He doubted even the fox could heal him if his was glassed. He toyed with that idea for a second before tossing it. He was still alive. He could help the UNSC, just like he promised.

He stopped his musings as he came across a Phantom Dropship, probably abandoned by the Covenant in their mad attempt to escape him. He walked into it and prayed he remembered how the hell to drive it.

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Okay, this is shorter then most of my other chapters for most of my other stories. Its fairly good considering that I wrote this in less then an hour though. Note, that Naruto's transformation from loudmouthed never-even-hurt-a-fly-in-his-life into the almost silent, borderline grim reaper in flesh that is Noble 6 will be in a series of flashbacks once Naruto makes it back to planet N. Which should be two more chapters.

Will probably a NarutoxSakura. Don't worry, it won't be the same as others. Of course, dating a Spartan, no matter if it was a II or III, would be different. Of course there's always the no pairing. That's possible.

Anyway, good day

Signed,

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* update * fixed some grammar and took out some parts I didn't like. Pretty small stuff.