A/N: This is an Alternate Universe…and my first foray into crossovers. As of this moment, this is a one-shot preview until I see a respectable amount of reviews. So please read and review this so that I can see if this story is worth continuing
"Oh crap…oh, no, no, no, NO!"
The Worlds Works and Welfare Association's case officer had a very pale complexion and was already balding despite his age of 34 due to the folder containing the multiple pages of a dossier in front of him…no, this was not good at all! The worst-case scenario had presented itself. It was already bad enough with Kei and Yuri causing as much destruction as they did being involved in this case, but once the shift for support for those two had been drawn, the numbers and words did not lie. And now he was to be meeting the man who would be working very closely with those walking collateral damage bills. If the Dirty Pair were known for the massive destruction of property, then this guy would be their rival in terms of terrorists eliminated.
Now don't get him wrong, there was hardly a racist bone in his body; he had nothing against genetically-altered humans in general, and the respective hatchets that humanity had with the former Covenant races with the exception of the San'Shyuum were gradually getting buried one species at a time as they all learned the truth of the Great Journey and the Halo super-weapon array, he still didn't want to deal with this particular man he was about to meet. As a matter of fact, give him that genetically-modified demolitions team…give him a stinking pack of former Jiralhanae black ops…maybe even a battalion of Sangheili warriors or Mgalekgolo bond pairs…anything but this man. The case officer was practically terrified him in every sense of the word…how he can be every bit as intimidating as he was in his armor as he was out of it and without even trying was beyond him. Perhaps it was because of the augmentations he went through made him really big and bulky that he had no problem with intimidating anybody; maybe it was the fact that he caught his wife ogling at him and that massive and muscular body of his; or maybe it was because of the things he had seen in the war that had made his gaze rather powerful.
In any case, the last thing the case officer wanted was to have to deal with this man; granted, he appreciated everything he did in the war, but the man still terrifies him to this day. He was only thankful that that man-sized main battle tank never made a move on his wife…and thankful that his partner that had recently gotten herself a body was extremely possessive of her man. In fact, he'd much rather be dealing with that acid tongue of hers rather than have to be terrified of his mere presence. He then watched as the door slid open, and in walked the man he both idolized and feared in the entire galaxy.
"Master Chief Petty Officer Sierra-117 reporting."
A/N: A bit short, I know, but this is only a preview. This'll probably going to be the biggest harem-fic I'll be working with. As before, your reviews will determine if this story is worth writing, so do read and review would you kindly?