"A little fun?" I heard Jun mutter as I went out of the armory after grabbing a few things.

If the docs found out what I was doing they would sedate me, drang me back to the hospital ward, handcuff me to the bed again, (It was Jun's idea and his fault!) I look at the armor I was 'using' it was suitable so no one minded. I smirked even though no one could see it, the thought of actually trying to laugh again was comforting. Shrinks had been trying for months to get an emotion out of me, even going so far to call me a freak to my face, insult my fellow Spartans, and...try to well they even attacked me with a few sharp objects.

Even as I walk I can still hear those bastards.

I waited for the match to start I was versing someone called Carolina, I remember there being a file saying all the agents were names after states but weren't there two Carolina's in the US?

"Hey, I'm not standing around being your good little diplomant girl" I respond making him laugh.

"And I thought you didn't have a sense of humor" He chuckled.

"I don't remember? I suffer from a multi personality complex, it's called sarcasm" I snap making him laugh harder.

Aligning my fists in a fighting position holding my stance, "Easy Six, remember breath" Jun advised.

"Easy? When was anything ever easy?" I say into the com. He had no response.

Of course he wouldn't, he never did when I asked he was quiet, Jun never was quiet except for that question.

I waited and saw a woman in blue armor come out, I observed her, strong in legs in arms target the center I decided. We made fake gestures back and forth trying to spook the other into loss of concentration, I breathed deep before starting, she tried to get my fake arm in a grab I dodged skidding over her back pressing a point in the armor where I knew it would freeze up in two hours. I grabbed my balance again deflecting a hit by crossing both my arms over my chest. I grunt a little at the fact she managed to throw me back a bit.

"Who are you!?" She demanded trying to kick me again.

"Someone you don't want to piss off" I respond.

I hit her chest an follow through by foot kick in her kneecap, we went o like that for a total hour before someone intervened.

"What the hell is going on down here?" That was the Director obviously.

We stopped standing at attention as Jun and the Director came down to us along with the other soldiers I had yet to meet.

"Who is the soldier, major?" He questioned Jun who I knew was smirking like an idiot, the amount of times he tried to get me into the armor before was ridiculous because I never said yer.

"That Is the commander" Jun nodded towards me.

I roll my eyes under my helmet. Lucky he couldn't see otherwise I would be dead. "What do you think you were doing Commander?" He practically spat my rank.

"Testing if your soldiers are as good as you claim, I may be under ONI watch but that doesn't stop me from getting the job done" I spat back leaving.

I could hear Jun making apologies for me, god I was the world's biggest bitch when someone was trying to help me! "You know how the docs are going to react once they see you in that" I heard him say, how the hell didn't I head him? Was I that out of practise?

"I don't care. Jun this isn't helping! Any of it isn't helping! I...I just want to back to where I was before, I was okay with being a personal grim reaper, being an assassin for the admirals who hate each others guts, working on a team! This is just crap!" I yell at him.

Jun called for the doctors to come pick me up. "Six, you're a Spartan. And now I got some news for you on a mission" He gestured.

"Mission?" I ask. "I can't do missions anymore, remember?" I add.

"Well think of this as a Project"