Message from the general: I'd like to apologize in advance for the length of this message but its imperative you read it. First: this is not my storyline, I adopted it from mchmster 39 because he didn't want to finish it. He has given me full permission to use it so I don't own anything he came up with. Second: if you haven't read any of his stories you need to read:

Halo: in the hands of the enemy

and

Halo: the ancient ones

In that order so you can understand this storyline, both stories are in the favorites section on my profile and it should only take you an hour or so to read.

Ok if you're reading this part then that means you've read both stories and now you're going to find out what happens next, this picks up right at the end of chapter 21 of the ancient ones.


Disclaimer: I don't own Halo or anything created by mchmster 39

prologue

July 7, 2586

location: Testerossa system, planet Testerossa- Plateea

"You go first, I can hold them off if they come up. Without you, our squad will be leaderless," Pausing for a second, JJ then spoke again. "Without out you...we won't survive at all."

Like with Chris, there was no point in arguing because it would be both of their deaths. Standing up, Will walked over to JJ and took his hand tightly, nodding ever so slightly. Then going over to the tether he hooked himself onto it and swung his legs over the side. Sliding down the rope, he kicked off of the windows carefully so that he wouldn't break them. As Will was going down, JJ would give a progress report of the situation or would make a short comment about something insignificant. Then, his attitude shifted. "If I hadn't messed up with that grenade, they probably never would've come after us, or at least not that soon. So if they hadn't come after us, Chris would've had time to come back up and we could've waited till help came," laughing as one does when resigned to their fate, he continued on. "We wouldn't have to be doing this either, me stuck up here, you dangling in the air. Hmm, well, everything happens for a reason I guess. Beating of a Butterfly's wings causing a typhoon shit?I just wish I could've told-," cutting himself off, he snapped out of his reminiscing. "They triggered the last grenade. I'd say I've got about thirty seconds till they come through."

Looking down below, Will could see a sky bridge only thirty feet below him.

"Get on right now and just slide all of the way down" Will ordered, "I'm over an exit right now."

"Negative on that, they'll know someone escaped. And seeing as they know of only two Spartans, they'll never come looking for you."

Releasing his grip, Will planted his feet onto the glass ceiling with a thud. "Alright, I made it down...good luck up there."

"Mmm, will do. Over and out."

Listening to the comm channel crackle out was like listening to a death sentence being read. Over head, gunshots rang out, slowly echoing down towards him. Just then the rope slammed into the sky bridge before sliding off the edge to the street. Moving over towards the concrete joint on the bridge, he pressed his body against it to try and stay as concealed as possible. Almost as fast as the shooting started, it stopped. Listening to the sounds of the battle from around the city, he was startled when his comm channel fizzed for a few seconds. Adding to his surprise was the fact that it was coming from JJ's channel.

"Been a long time since we've spoken Will." The voice he heard, though, pierced his body like a million frozen daggers. "Forty years, no?"

"What do you want?" he responded monotonously.

"What everyone wants. Power. With each step I take, each breath I take, I move closer and closer to exterminating humanity from the face of the universe."

"You'll still be left, going to turn your guns on yourself then? Will asked"

"Hahaha, you wish. I think we'll speak very soon though so I'll let you get going, wherever you are."

With the sound of a gunshot, their conversation was over. Standing frozen, he jerked back to awareness when a body slammed onto the corner of sky bridge before falling into the clouds again. Sliding down to the ground, he sat staring forward, suddenly feeling completely alone and afraid for the first time in his life.