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The team has been flying for hours. "Nothing but stars and dust…" "Copy, maybe we should just return to base because this thing is obviously…." Right in front of them was a dark silhouette, shaped as the back of a UNSC Frigate. "…Wrong. This is Ghost of UNSC Dark Ops, is anyone out there?" Ghost was waiting for an answer, nothing. "Ok, men were going in." The Raven drifted towards the back of the ship. They land were The Master Chief and The Arbiter crashed Johnson's Warthog, It was the back landing dock. "Okay guys were moving out, get ready. The back compartment of the bird opened up and each soldier dropped out. Ghost took his modified Battle Rifle. His rifle had an enhanced scope that zoomed up to two times more than a modern rifle. Also, it was switched from burst to single shot for added accuracy. Phoenix took his shotgun. His difference is that the three aiming reticules were switched from blue to red. Scope used a silenced M6C Magnum. They walked outside and looked around. It was all dark. The team can barely see throughout the ship. "Okay men, were going to make this an easy rescue. Let's go." Minuets turn into hours and there's just no luck. "Okay, this ship, even half of it is way too big for just the three of us. Let's split up." "Good idea Scope." Ghost agreed. So the team did as so, Ghost went straight, Phoenix went right and Scope went left. The team searched from sparking wires swinging from the ceiling, black halls and flashing lights. "Guys, how are you doing over there? You find him?" asked Ghost. "No." said Scope "Nothing bro." said Phoenix. "Okay let's regroup at Scope's position." "Copy, Ghost." A few minuets go by and they find Scope. Okay we've looked everywhere, you sure he's here? Ghost" "Yea, yea he has to be." The team once again searches together. They enter through a small doorway and notice their in a partially lit room. Scope spots something from the corner of his eye. "Wait, I think…I think I found him. Guys! Over here!" The others sprint to Scope. "Okay he's in some-sort of cryotube." "Yea I read about those. It seems it has kind of lock for defensive purposes." "Alright, Phoenix you know what to do." Before Phoenix was first recruited to Dark Ops he was in a class that was taught slicing locks, codes, everything. Phoenix reached over to the cryotube but something stopped him. Something caught his and everyone else's attention. A voice, "Stop, right, there." UNSC A.I. CTN 0452-9, Cortana approaches the team. "Who are you, what are you doing?!" "Ma'am with all do resp-" "What are WE doing here?! What are YOU doing here?!" "Phoenix, relax!" Cortana stopped. Then said silently, "Phoenix… Phoenix! You're from UNSC Dark Operations aren't you? Aren't you all? Phoenix. And Scope. And Ghost. Yes I remember Lord Hood saying something about a privatized group. You guys must be them." Cortana said in excitement. "Why are you guys here?" "We came here for the Master Chief." "Well, you found him, pop the case." Phoenix continued his interrupted work; it didn't take him long though. The silvery glass case slowly opened up. Through the Master Chief's eyes life was a little blurry, like he was in a dream. "Sam? Kelly? Fred?" The Master Chief saw three Spartans, but they were not his friends. "Sorry sir, but no. We're UNSC Privatized Team Dark Ops. We came here to rescue you. We're not who you think we are." Scope said. "Sam?" Phoenix whispered to Ghost. "I don't know man." Ghost replied. "Chief take Cortana were leaving this place."