Disclaimer I do not own anything but the plot and the OC. All credit belongs to Bungie, Microsoft Studios, and 343 Industries. Hope you all like this one because I do. I dreamt of the story last night and I wrote it all down in my notebook.
I was five years old when my mother, the Librarian, died. It was my birthday so I asked the oracle would let me spend time with my father. In human years, being five means that I'm still a child, but being a forerunner means that the age of five is when I start training to become a warrior, I was very excited.
"Father, is it alright if I start training today, since I'm old enough now?" I asked.
"Hmm," My father thought for a moment then he summoned three knights and two crawlers.
"Train her to become a warrior, and when you feel like she's ready to fight bring her back to me." He ordered harshly. The Prometheans bowed and teleported me to Halo, where I could learn about my ancestors and how I could master my powers. In the morning I stayed with the crawlers they helped me with stealth and how to map the land quickly but in the afternoon that's when the struggle began. I never used a gun before let alone shot one so, I thought that it was on safe so I accidentally shot one of my instructors. The goods news is that he's alive the bad news is that he can only see in one eye. At least he's alive though. I trained on that ring for twenty whole years, when the knights and crawlers felt like I was ready they teleported me to my father. I was very excited to see him again its been so long since we've actually seen eye to eye. The holograms were nice but nothing can ever bet the real thing. When I got there the reclaimer, John, was fighting my father for the safety of humanity.
"FATHER!" I shouted, the Didact turned around as I raced towards him trying to protect the only thing that kept my heart and mind sane. I tried to use my powers to push the reclaimer away from my father but a knight grabbed me. The reclaimer's AI tied my father down on his knees.
I don't want to see him like this not like this. I thought to myself. I slipped out of the knight's arms and raced towards my father, but the AI kept getting in my way.
"Please you need to stop it's dangerous here. I...i don't want to hurt you." Cortana said gently but I didn't listen to her she was the enemy so she can't be trusted. I dodged her attacks but one of her clones grabbed me.
"LET GO OF ME!" I shouted at her but she wouldn't let go, my father saw me and used his powers to destroy the AI clones, he raced towards me forgetting about the reclaimer, I smiled at him with joy but it faded as soon as the grenade was on my father's chest. I stared at him with my eyes wide.
Remember Heather this world is cold and full of those who will judge you and try to control you. Just show them your smile. Take what you need then leave them to bleed let them know bitter while your revenge tastes sweet. I...i love you my princess. My father told me in telepathically I tried to speak but it was to late. The grenade already detonated, the AI released my legs and I reached out for my father but he fell off the bridge and into the slipspace abyss. I fell to my knees and I felt something drip down my face, it tasted salty and warm, I tried to stop but they kept streaming down my face and fell onto the bridge. The reclaimer crouched down to me and wiped away my 'tears', I was alone again. My heart broke. My stomach fluttered. My sol was weak just like me. I don't deserve to live, I want to die for being so weak. I stood slowly and walked towards the edge of the bridge but the reclaimer grabbed me into his chest and let me cry. I tried to be strong but I felt so weak. We floated in space and I wasn't able to breath properly, it felt so cold. A pelican ship found us and I was sent to the ships hospital immediately. They put an oxygen mask on me and I was being carried by someone I slightly opened my eyes but it was to bright so I just kept them closed but I never forgot his voice. The Reclaimer, The Master Chief, Spartan 117, John, my hero.
After everything that happened I felt happy I was a spartan. I have a pretty cool family too. Palmer and Lasky are like my mom and dad telling me what to do and how to do it correctly. Roland is a pretty fun AI, so much better than the oracle, he taught me history and how to hack almost everything behind the master chief's back. It was pretty funny when I did the greatest prank on him I have never laughed so hard in my life, neither has the crew, or blue team. You have to admit though switching shampoo and hot sauce is pretty funny, for the people who didn't get pranked. John was so mad that he tried to ground me. ME of all people he should of known I would sneak out of my room though. Oh, were are my manners. My name is Heather Alexandra Polsi. I'm currently twenty-five years old, and I just got in a lot of trouble with the Master Chief. Let's just say that switching is gun for a paintball gun could have pretty much gotten him killed.
"HEATHER ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?!" John shouted trying to get my attention.
"Yes, sadly." I mumbled. John put his fingers under my chin and looked into her eyes closely. He sighed and let her go.
"Don't ever do that again ok?" John said softly and kissed my temple. I blushed and just nodded. He walked out of my room and went to the mess hall. I started day dreaming but shook my head and told myself that he see's me as family. Commander Palmer knocked on my door and let herself in.
"Well did he ground you?" Palmer asked curiously.
"He tried to but I got off the hook." I said cockily. I stood up and walked with Palmer and Lasky.
"I've got a little surprise for you today kid." Lasky said to me. I wasn't excited since I knew that it would be a mop and broom but I was wrong. Instead they led me to the mess hall and put a party hat on my head.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY HEATHER!" the crew shouted.
"you guys remembered my birthday?" I asked softly as tears of joy in my eyes.
"Of course we did. Do you actually think that WE would forget something this important?" Palmer said grinning proudly. I shook my head to protect myself from getting my ass handed to me. Chief walked up to me and handed me a present. I looked at the gift carefully and arched my brow.
"What's the catch?" I ask cautiously.
"Just open it already." Chief said in a serious tone. I carefully open the present and see it's an air guitar signed by my two favorite bands, Linkin Park and Skillet. Even though the Chief doesn't like showing affection I give him a hug anyways. Everyone stands in shock of what I just did.
"Thank you, sir." I whispered so only he could hear. He clears his throat and pats my head.
"No problem kid." Chief said. He let me go and walked away. I smiled and grabbed the guitar and played a few cords.