Author's notes;
Jester is smiling at his game system as he has just beaten Batman origins. But this has led his friendly psycho to be very pissed off.
Smiles; YOUUU SAID I WOULD PLAY FIRST!
Jester; HEY Shut up. You took Metro before I could play all the dlc's. Now I have a shooter and a assassin to attend to. So be quit.
Smiles grumbles from his still locked room. As Jester pauses his game and moves over to his desk.
Jester; Hey every one we're back for another round before hitting an update for an old friend. Also if you haven noticed by now Smiles and me are casual gamers. We both love fun games. We don't go for multiplayer unless we have a team of friends... which is not often. Still I'm happy to give some friends of mine their own fanfic. Which has led me to this latest entry my friends are Halo fans as well as Mass Effect fans. So I thought of giving them a taste of both world one more than the other. Any way I hope you enjoy reminder all the fanfic are owned by their respected companies. I'm only adding my own spin on existing or mostly fact-based idea. Any way here you go.
Who would have thought I would have managed to study under Catherine Halsey. Most scientists would doubt me for I managed to find away to enhance the emotion center for the Spartan's. 'Yeah laugh at the fat scientist assholes, I still got the last laugh fucker. I got head chair of the division in charge of creating the Spartan armor, weapons, and armor abilities'. The UNSC had taken a strong stand to Doctor Halsey's work at first many were horrified that she did her experiments on children no less.
Then they took all of her work and used it any way for their own. Many early subjects of the program were killed in testing fields or their bodies couldn't handle the changes that were happening so quickly. The first hundred and twenty first Spartans were all accounted dead, in action, or MIA. But one body was never found that was what I wanted to know more than any thing right now.
There was a knock at my office door a beep followed as a lone UNSC marine made his present known. Simply by standing in my office. Marine, "Sup Mark you ready to look for your lost kid". His caramel skin color only complemented his happy expression, as he stood proud at his current rank. Me, "You look happier then usual Matt happy for something special I hope. And not the fact that you still hold the high score at the marine war games sim".
Matt keep his smile stating, " Not just that I've been promoted to rank Specialist 4th. That means I don't have to rely on a squad all the time, plus I out rank most Colonels now. Shit the only thing that could make this better is a payed vacation". I grew a smile to say, "It just so happens we are going on vacation. I'll give you more details on our way to the launch pad. We will meet the rest of our team. Then I will brief every one on my lost kid". Matt and I have known one another for years since early college years.
Walking onto the launch pad we we're met by Doctor Lota the only other scientist who was female that didn't care of my weight. Standing next to Matt we could see both his height and weight. Unlike most Marines Matt relies on muscle and weight instead of speed. That doesn't mean that he's not fast on his feet but most under estimate him cause of his weight. 'Those idiot should know better by now'.
Doctor Lota stood by five other Marines each eye balling the two new members of the team. With just quick nods we got to our sets and initiated the launch. Once the count down for the engines ended we were kicked up into the atmosphere. Once we left atmo, we moved from our sets to the briefing room monitors. Standing along the drop down wall of screens and holograms Doctor Lota began. Lota, "Ok you all have heard stories of Doctor Halsey's mad science experiments a.k.a the Spartans early phases. She told the UNSC that she had tested originally to enhance a soldier's muscles. But moved on to a much more larger scale.
"She told the UNSC of the first one hundred and twenty one Spartans only a small amount has survived to date. But as you all know ones currently missing in action after the Flood and those Rings. Right now we have heard rumors that a Spartan from the original twenty is still alive". Matt eyes widen as he turned to me that looked he gave showed he thought the kid was someone else kind of important. Not a fucking lost Spartan important. Moving forward I spoke, "This Spartan has lived for the last twenty plus years without a word. Fifty-two hours ago his signal went off telling us his location. I don't know what to expect that's why Doctor Lota and myself want you to watch us while we look around the signals position. If anything goes wrong we are authorized for a torch and burn run. We can't let any one outside of the UNSC to have the knowledge of making Spartans. Set up we touch down at the colony in eight hours".
Matt's view
As Mark indicated to me I follow him. Once in his temporary office I sit down as he sits at his desk. Me, "So this Spartan we're looking for what makes you think he's going to just come with us". Mark spoke with his casual fuck any body that piss me off tone, "I don't expect the Spartan to just come with us I expect him or her to want to come home. Fuck Matt it sucks being away from home for three days now image twenty plus years." I just shook my head, "That shit is just fucked up. Every body thought they all died and if you find one still alive". Mark spoke quickly, "If that Spartan is alive we can see a living example of Halsey's earliest work. We might just find the reason why some Spartans become so distant".
I took my leave of Mark's office going to get combat ready and maybe catch some sleep before we land.
Mark's View
Three hours before we touch down and we get a signal from a merc's ship. These assholes think that even during war they can just go and do what they want. Take anything off a battlefield and no one would care. One of the pilots proved my concerns, "Doctor the mercenary ships angle of pitch shows it's moving to land on the colony outskirts".
'Of all the lost colony planets why did it have to be this one'? Me, "FUCK! If that band of morons think for a second that they're taking that Spartan they can think again". Gliding to a monitor terminal I brought Matt combat room online. Me, "Matt we go merc's heading for our planet I want you all ready for anything and every thing. I will not let the Spartan get into the hands of some rich asswipe".
Matt gave a grin, "OHH, don't worry Mark those fuckers won't make it with in five clicks. This here lancer turret will make sure of that". With that he left the screen and I turn back to the front of the ship looking at the tracking monitor by the pilots set. 'Spartan you will come home just hope we don't have to fight to get to you'.
Time Skip to landing on the colony
The Marines are uneasy for good reason those Merc's wired our communication telling us to leave the colony. That pissed off not only me but also Matt as he answered the message saying, "YOU ASSHOLES BETTER LEAVE OR MY BOOTS GOING TO SENT YOU BACK INTO THE ATMO FOR YOU!" The Merc's didn't give a response just ending the message and landing four miles from our landing sight. Me, "I want four Marines to accompany myself, Doctor Lota, and Mat on retrieving the Spartan will every one else remains to watch the ship. If any of those Merc's enters firing range you take the shot".
Matt chimed in saying, "Sniper position your selves to the west ridge. They won't risk facing the ships anti vehicle rail guns. Pilots you are to punch out to the second staging area if things go to shit. Now lets move people!" Once out the bay door we got into the skimmers a three set four wheeled off road vehicle. Matt placed his monitoring headset, every soldier knows that you don't move with out checking your headset. It not only shows you a locational display filled with radar, radio uplink, and target identifier.
With the greave of the engines we left the bay and ship behind as dust kicked up behind us. Looking over the horizon to our left we save the sun begin its peak over the land. 'This colony was abandoned years ago now we're looking for one person'. We had a good pace but being a good four miles from our target wasn't a good start. It was good the planets pull affected the Merc's ship as well.
Knocking me out of my thought was a loud hum followed by an explosion. It shattered a portion of the road we used along with a hilltop. Across on the neighboring hill sat three men one holding a smoking rocket launcher. It was pre-war issue firing a single small explosive for a short distance. Matt pulls his pistol and fires off four shots near the Merc's feet before they run off. Matt was pissed and so was I those Merc's stalled our advance. Matt, "Rear move back we have to use the hills keep watch for any movement. They're going to try to keep out of our radar range".
Once we backed up we began our pushed along the hill range. 'Damn these stones are going to kill my back'. But with no other route we had to push through the Spartan was down at the city somewhere. Plus those Merc's were going to get in the way so we needed to move quickly with no more delays.
Hour later and many rocky bumps later
Matt's View
'Shit we made it to the Spartans signal only to be met by long-range fire'. As I looked over at the wounded Marine still holding his bleeding leg. Doctor Lota was using a solidifying gel to stop the bleeding but the round hit the muscle. He wouldn't be moving on his leg unless he had support. At the risk of losing another soldier wasn't an option. Me, "Ok you stay here an provide long range return fire and watch Doctor Lota. You two with Mark and me". Pulling my pistol I push it into Lota's hands.
Doctor Lota, "It's been a few years from my last field assignment but I hope I won't have to use this". With that we made our way along the rocky hill top, shots continue to ring out even after we circle to the left flank of the colony wall. 'Its amazing how so many lost their homes to the Covenant. At least we have a ceasefire'. As more shots rang from along the wall we could see only four shooters. Only one had a long-range rifle. With only a pipe as a bridge to the medium height wall we soon make it onto the wall.
Once we touch the wall we heard more rounds fire and shouts coming from inside the city. Looking over the wall we saw a few average size homes nothing more than four stories and nothing wider than a warehouse. As shots from both the wall and city continue we begin to move along the walls walkway. Giving a sign for them to wait for my signal, I toss a grenade. On detonation I follow up with several shots. Disoriented on detonation and only slightly hurt they turned to see my advance.
They began to shoot at me but missed horribly, as I pressed into my assault. Killing two on approach the other used the long rifle to hit my shoulder. Only a grunt of pain passes through my gritted teeth as I closed the distance. Not slowly my pace I bashed into the Merc's, one tried to use a short blade. It was very jagged along the bottom half. Grabbing his arm I shove my assault rifles barrel into his sternum and fired. As the other got up I quickly shove the blade into his stomach, along with a kick to his head.
Giving a signal to the rest of the squad we begin to navigate through the city. As we moved through the city we saw signs of automatic and select fire. 'These Merc's aren't behaving right, why are they using live rounds if they want to capture this Spartan'.
Mark's View
I looked at Matt's facial expressions as he look's over the empty shell case as well as the bullets holes in walls and other object lying around the city. This city had dead grass and everywhere within the colony's wild life running in various doorways and along the streets. Moving in and out of the house we soon heard banging coming from near by. Me, "These Merc's they're not here to take the Spartan alive they're here to kill the Spartan… but why"? Doctor Lota spoke her suspensions," A lot of outside groups have tried to take Spartans alive to no success. Maybe they'll just kill the Spartan for less of a hassle".
Matt's eyes narrowed with disguised at the idea of the Spartan being kill by these idiotic Merc's. Soon quickening our pace we came upon a single warehouse. The banging was coming from inside but outside we saw blood. Moving to a window we couldn't make out what was happening but the banging was accompanied by talking. Moving to a side door we made our way inside to see the bodies of several Merc's scattered around the sides and center of the room. Stopping behind some box's we heard the voice continue.
Looking in I could see at least seven Merc's one of them standing in front of who I could guess was our Spartan. The Spartans straight hair hanged over their eyes but his adam's apple was clear as day. He was way younger than I expected he looked just in his early teens. Merc's, " My employer said a group of Marines would come for you and I was going to deliver you alive. But after you killed twelve of my men with daggers and a damn arrow. I think I'm going to give them a body instead".
As I look over the Spartans arms were chained to a metal post. He was banging the chains in a steady tempo. The Merc then lifted his short blade for a down ward slash at the teen's neck until the teen kicked up from his stool. Driving his bare foot into the Merc's stomach, as the Merc dropped his blade. In a quick motion pulled his arms as far as the chains would allow catching the blade in a side ways clap then threw it. It was amazing the speed it picked up to fly past the Merc's face and plant itself into box. The lead Merc barely moved until part of his neck split open allowing blood to gush out.
The lead Merc fell coughing up and spitting blood just as fast as his heart allowed it. One soldier was shaken that someone so young had not only killed all these people but even while caught just shrugged it off like nothing. With a self-congratulating grin he looked up and said, "Well what's ya'll going to do". His skin a hue lighter than Matt's but had a cocker fuck you attitude.
As the remaining Merc's moving to point their weapons we circled them and took them down. Doctor Lota did not fire she was still shaken by remembering what field operations were really like. Walking into the light the young Spartan groaned a little only say, "Well? What the fuck you waiting for a damn invitation cut me loss". After losing the chains I was able to gain a better look at him, his height was a little shorter than an average teen his age. The sign of a mustache was showing as well.
Me, "Spartan how old are you and how did you get here?" The Spartans speaking fast he stated, "Oh looks like we already established you don't care about my name". Matt walked up next to me say, "Look we know you've been through shit but we do care we just don't have that much time". The Spartan spoke again, "Fine I'm Spartan nineteen I just woke up three weeks ago from cryo sleep. The beacon in my pod only went off cause I was bored".
One of the Marines spoke to say, "You were bored?" The Spartan said, "Fuck ya I was bored I though this was training until I save the date on a old monitor saying I was passed twelve years". Just shaking my head I said, "Spartan you've been in cryo sleep for twenty six years".
Rocking his head from side to side he said, "So that means video games have gotten better right". I was surprised not that this guy had little to no interest in the fact that he was a walking killer. But the fact that he was more interested in ending his boredom than any thing else. He wasn't even fully concerned if he still had a family or showed any sign's of lost personality like many Spartans that had reach his age.
The Spartan spoke again, "So can we leave cause all I had to eat was some old MRE's and trust me they become really dry". With that we made our way back to the city's wall only to find several Merc's had taking passion of the city's entrance once again. Not only shooting from the Wall it self-but from the lower levels of the streets. The Merc's had the numbers but at least they didn't notice us yet.
Spartan's View
I never thought someone would actually respond to the beacon like I said I was bored as fuck. Last time I did any thing was twenty plus years ago according to the Marines and Doc's with me. Well what the hell at least they just want to help but I know they just want me to fight some more. I saw what happen to the other early Spartan's their bodies broke down and died after the first seven field tests. I survived eleven and then they froze me in a pod. Only to wake up in an empty city with little to no food, every one needs food damn it all.
Now looking back did I really do anything in my life to lead me to being kidnapped then tested on. 'I think karma mixed me up with someone else'. Looking out from behind the car I could see the Merc's in the street. Not a lot just enough to out number the Marines with me along with several on the wall. Spartan, "Hey give me your grenades I have an idea". The Marine with the bag didn't think I was serious. Shit I just took the bag from her back and made my way to a stairway.
Running in and out of the shadow on the roof, then I was quickly making my ascend in the interior of the wall. The wall was a mess large exposing cracks allow wind to pass right through. Place the grenades on the counter beams near the creaks I seat the timers to give me a three-minute window to get out. Once back only feet from the Marines they saw the bag was empty looking at me expecting an explanation. Only grinning I looked at the wall as the grenades imploded causing the wall to topple.
As the Merc's ran for cover we ducked back into a building feeling the very ground shake. Before the dust cleared I started to move listening to anything around that sounded like a Merc. Pulling my two shivs I readied to kill anything. One Merc was pinned under a large stone alive but trying to get free. Quickly killing him I moved on to find another on his feet. Before he saw me I stabbed him in the side of his neck he coughed a little blood before dropping to the ground. I then followed three into a building what I didn't expect was for them to actually fire so soon.
Throwing on of my shivs it planted into the eye of a Merc as he screamed in agony to his knees. This distracted the one standing next to him as I moved into a quickly sprint I could hear the heavy steps of the Marines. Leaping into the air I grabbed the Merc with my arm under his chin and used momentum to pull him to the ground. Once his face made contact with the floor I used my other shiv piercing his skull. With the last Merc running for his life up the stairs I chased after him.
Matt's View
I didn't see or even notice when the Spartan slipped away. The cloud of dust wasn't helping either as I heard the click from the radio band. One of the ship pilots called out for us over the radio, "Calling to all Marines received heavy fire at both L.Z requesting immediate pick up".
I responded as I sprinted into the street hearing a few shouts fade in and out of the dust. Me, "Pilot meet us at the old logging archives building we'll meet you there in ten minutes". Running into the dust with my team in step we followed a few bodies and a trail of blood. 'Damn I may forgotten how fast some Spartans can move but this is ridiculous'. Making it into the doorway after several shots were heard.
Inside were the bodies of two Merc's using hand signals I got the team to cover the entrances and then fan out. As Mark moved to the bodies his eyes widen in amazement saying, "Whatever he used to kill these guy's he used in really accurately. He killed them fast and aimed at areas with a lot of blood". As Mark finished we heard more shots fire from directly above us some shoots even came down at us through the floor.
Before we could fire we heard a struggle then a crash as both the Spartan and a Merc crashed through the glass portion of the floor. As the glass settled the Spartan rolled over holding a shiv in both hands. As blood pooled from the gnashed neck of the Merc, the Spartan said, "Damn can't say I'm bored now!"
Giving him a hand getting up we went into a full sprint to the archives building. We were meet by a few more Merc's they didn't seem very happy seeing as the Spartan was yelling with joy how he killed their boss. I managed how ever to drag him into the ship. But even that didn't stop him for long. He grabbed a carbine rifle from the weapons bay and picked off a few more before I pulled him back inside.
Now well away from the colony's surface we began a check off the systems for the slip space jump back to earth.
Mark's View
Now back in my office I watch as the Spartan stuffed his face with a hot meal nothing extraordinary. Just food the army would allow for space travel and combat situations. He ate three plates already with a few cups of coffee. Once finished he looked at me with a satisfied smirk happy that he either was no longer bored or that a new world was waiting for him.
With Matt and Doctor Lota still in the room Lota was the one to cut the silence. Doctor Lota, "Spartan we still don't know your name or why your pod was left on that colony". The Spartan smirk faded only slightly as he spoke, "Well my name is Shepard Bryan.." Before he could say a word Matt said "What Shepard as in the war hero 'Shepard family' that fought against the Insurrection from the start of their fifty-year war". With a node of his head Matt as well as both Lota and myself sat in disbelief.
The Shepard family had only one son that was said to have die in a plane crash even though the body of their child was never found. 'Look's like Halsey will have another visitor trying to take her life'.
Specking out I said, "So I can assume they picked you up after the crash right". He nodded no saying, "They caused the crash as a flight attendant grabbed me she caused a small implosion in the back engine. As we went down she hid us in the cargo area to shelter us. Once inside and at slow descent we landed safely from the plane. Knocking me out only to wake up in that crazy ladies mad house.
"Well to answer your other questions I'm currently fifteen years old and the reason they sent me there was to be a undercover operative in the Insurrection. Only to be locked inside the pod for all these years". As he ended his story Matt was rubbing the back of his head as Lota was deep in thought.
I only said, "We'll get in touch with the Shepard house once we land and we get a full debriefing to the UNSC. Also we will have to ask you something that you might not like". Bryan's eyes locked on me saying, "If your gonna ask me to kill something I game. I got tons of time plus I don't really have any other training. Also I don't feel like learning, school was boring as a kid I won't be able to stand that now". 'Well that was easy'.
Jester sitting once again at his system playing his shooter with a small smile of his face.
Jester moves back to his desk; Hey every one I like to once again take you for giving this fanfic a try. Also I finally got Metro back from Smiles.
Jester looks over at the destroyed door of Smiles room as Smiles now was tied upside down from his room ceiling. As Smiles spin slightly from the ceiling he shouts through the tape on his mouth.
Jester with a big grin; Well with Metro in my hands once again I will write more for my fanfic. Also I will post one update per fic, so after Metro will be Star wars, then back to Halo. And it will repeat that way so don't yell at me if I'm taking to long. Any way Peace off.