Well. It seems to me I am venturing out into the Halo world. I am glad to say, that I am a HUGE fan of Halo, and would be happy to create a story, or stories off of it.

(Hope you don't mind of me using the Jossten character again. I just really like him.)

And there will be a plot twist about Cortana when the time is right...

Now, please enjoy...

Epilogue:

"Mommy?"

"Yes baby?"

"I wanna know something."

"What's that?"

"What the UNSC?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, my friends keep talking about it, saying there dads know it."

"Well, the UNSC is where soldiers elist for combat."

"Really?"

"Yes, child. Your father once served there... Before..."

"Before what mommy?"

"Before... He was sent away." She said with a fake smile, telling me things I didn't know.

We lived on a desolate planet, populated with civilians, along with a UNSC training base next to us, about a hundred miles away. We could still hear the explosions of the large cannons, deafened a bit by the enviroment.

This planet, I would come later to know, as the planet known as Reach...

"Come on, we don't got all day!" Our dill instructor screamed at us.

I kept up well with the other kids, even better actually. Even on my worst, I was still better, but just by a sliver.

After our normal exercises, we concluded with lunch, and moved on to our extreme conditioning excersises.

Extreme conditioning excersises was a course, where whoever lasted longest doing this excersise, shooting targets, recon the enemy position, and carrying dummy marines to a safe extraction point. These only were once every other month, but lasted for 3 and a half weeks.

I seemed to end up being the last member of my team that hadn't passed out, or injured themselves somehow.

"Alright spartans, you now the drill, when they state your names and serial numbers, say your time aloud to the announcer." Another officer said.

"Yes sir!" We said in unison.

"Mark 124!"

"Time, 6 days, 22 hours, and 27 minutes!" He announced while taking a step forward.

"Damn, son. You need to work out more!" He said.

"Marcus 132!"

"Time, 6 days, 21 hours, 42 minutes!"

"Lord on high does anyone have an acceptable time?"

"James 82!"

"Time, 8 days, 18 hours, and 21 minutes!"

"Looks like you spartans are just another pretty face, am I right?"

'Wow. Time is short for these people.' I thought.

"James 14!"

"Time, 13 days, 15 hours, 11 minutes!"

"Better, but still horrible."

And he went on and on, until he reached the last three.

"Alexander 4!"

"Time, 13 days, 14 hours, 24 minutes!"

"John 82!"

"Time 19 days, 11 hours, 54 minutes!"

He sighed is disapointment and finally called out the last member.

"Ju... Jossten 001!"

"Course complete." I announced.

He folded his book up, and looked at me, before walking over briskly to me.

Many gasps and stares went around while looking at me from across the line.

"Are you Jossten 001?" He asked me.

"Yes sir!"

"My name Drill instructor Avery J. Johnson, and I have never met a spartan in my lifetime who has completed this course. Well done young man!"

"Axious!" Which meant 'I am worthy' in Latin.

"Damn right! Now you other spartans better hoof it if you expect to pass this exam."

And time went by, as we trained more and more, until we finally passed our exams.

Of course, I passed with perfect scores. The others passed too, but just barely. John and I were the only two which managed to score above 90. He scored 94, but I scored 100.

Now it was time. Time for the thing rumored to be called; Augmentation.

No one really knew what augmentation was. It was just a rumor to us.

I was escorted over to a machine that looked dreaded. It had plugs, and needles, from which I knew had to enter your skin. I heard that the required age was 14, but I wasn't 14.

I layed down on the table, and suddenly, metal straps wraped around my wrists, my ankles, and my torso.

I saw that two needles suddenly came closer and closer to my neck, when one of the doctor's looked over me and smiled, and then asked a question.

"How old are you?"

"T... Ten."

"Ten?"

"Yes ma'am."

She sighed, and seemed to ponder the fact that I was only ten, when she ordered the procedure to continue on.

I suddenly fell unconsious, when something unexpected happened.

I felt pain in the sides of my neck, and every other part of my body, when a white hot pain seemed to course through it in the most torturous way.

This lasted for what seemed like hours, but was only minutes.

Time Skip; 3 days later.

"Wha... What's happening?"

"Good, your awake." The same doctor said from before, except I was now looking down at her.

"What happened? Did you shrink?"

"No, quite the opposite really. You grew."

"What?" I said while looking at my body. Yes. It grew. Everything seemed to grow 500% larger. And I was wearing some type of suit along with it.

"But I have never seen a subject quite like you before."

"What do you mean?"

"You'll see." She smiled.

I suddenly felt a pin-prickin the back of my head, before a sensation of a water-type feeling rushed over my body, and something was injected into my head.

After a few moments, the doctor said I was ready.

"Ready for what?" I said as I was unhooked from the machine.

"Ready for combat. You're free to go."

"I am?"

"Yes."

"Oh... Yes ma'am."

Two guards led me out, and I saw a door, which opened up automatically.

My short, dark blond hair seemed to love the surrounding wind, and my emerald eyes scanned the enviroment.

I looked at the other spartans, all wearing the same suit, just different colors.

Some wore white, green, and red. But I wore black and grey.

I learned that any spartan wearing black and grey armor, was a one in a million type spartan, only awarded with the best suits.

"Wow, dude." James 14 said to me.

"Woah, how did you get so large?" Alexander 4 asked.

I just shrugged my shoulders and lined up with the rest of the spartans.

Why we were lined up still didn't make any sense, until Seargent Johnson came out holding a device.

"Attention!" He said.

"Take your helmets off and stand proud!" He barked.

We stood motionless, until I saw a hologram A.I. appear, and scan us spartans.

"I choose James 14." The first one said.

"I choose Alexander 4." Another said.

Why they were choosing, I have no idea.

After a while, John was picked, Marcus was picked, until an AI, not really wearing clothes I would call acceptable, which were actually lines of code, picked me.

"I choose Jossten 001."

And that was it. Johnson gave me a chip, and told me to insert it into my head located in the back.

I inserted the chip, not knowing really what his was until someone spoke up.

"Hello. My name is Cortana, and I will be your AI. I will be monitering your vital signs, keeping you updated with comms, and lots of other boring stuff you don't wanna know about." She said in my helmet.

"O... Kay." I said nervously.

Johnson walked over to me, and shook my hand firmly.

"Go on. Make us proud."

"Yes sir." I said happily.

I thought of one line when I walked towards the pelican.

"Bred for combat. Built for war."

CHAPTER END

So how was it? For my first Halo beginning I thought I did pretty well.

Reviews are welcome! And if you need me, PM me!

-LunarChrome