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When Chief woke up he was covered in boxes and debris. He could hear fire all around him and felt the Dawn shake violently. He quickly began to push the boxes out of his way and shove pieces of metal to the side.

Soon he was free and stood up to overlook the hanger. Well what was left of it. The whole place was covered in fire, pieces of metal were missing, vehicles were beyond use and scattered about. Chief glanced around a bit more and saw what he was looking for.

The pedestal he plugged Cortana into. It was not very damaged thankfully and only had a few dents and scorch marks along it.

"Cortana!?" Chief asked as he ran to the pedestal and stood by it.

"Chief! Pull me! We have to go now!" He did so and quickly. As he did a portion of the hangers floor suddenly burst open to reveal fire.

"What happened?!" Chief looked around quickly before seeing the exit of the hanger.

"The Dawn hit hard Chief. That and the damage done during slipspace has lead to combustion. Put simply if we don't leave now, we go down with the ship." That wasn't a option for Chief.

"How do we get out of here?!"

"The escape pods! Setting a marker." An arrow appeared on the hud and Chief made to follow it quickly.

He went through now unrecognizable corridors that were either torn apart or covered in flames. He maneuvered around all obstacles, went up stairs, and made it to the same level as the escape pods.

"What about the Arbiter!?" Chief knew that he couldn't leave him behind. He came for him and Cortana on High Charity after all.

"I lost contact with him when the Dawn crashed Chief. Either he already escaped or died in the crash."

The first was likely, the second unlikely. He considered going to the bridge until a explosion violently shook the ship. There was no time.

He made it to a escape pod door and pushed a button on the terminal next to it. The doors opened a little before sparking up and stopping. Chief did the only thing he could do, he walked over and began to pry the door apart. A easy task for someone like him.

"Plug me in."

Chief pulled Cortana, got inside the pod, and plugged her into the pods systems. Right away it all lit up and the pod door closed just as the destruction got to that part of the Dawn.

"Hang on to something!"

Chief grabbed onto a safety bar and held on tight. The pod was launched and Chiefs grip tightened as the pod shook from the force of the launch. His balance was not broken and he looked through the pods front windows.

Smoke and fire was what he saw at first. Then the darkness of the night. And then buildings.

Abruptly the pod shook and a small explosion came from the engines. Chief looked back to see fire and some of the pods back was gone. Just wrought metal and wires now.

"Blast it! The pod was damaged in the crash and I am losing control! Brace for impact!"

Snapping his head forward Chief felt the pod began to plummet downward.

"Pull me!"

With his free hand he pulled her chip out and plugged it back into his helmet just as the pod hit something.

The pod shook with enough force for Chief to accidentally pull the safety bar from the side.

Then it was the Dawn crashing all over again. He hit the sides, floor, roof, only this time it was in a compact interior and there was nothing to hit him. Save the pod itself.

But when he got the floor, at least he thought it was the floor, be smashed his fist into it and held on.

Then came the crash.

"Approaching the designated landing zone."

"Open the door pilot."

"Yes Ozpin."

The side doors of the Bullhead began to open. The vehicle slowed down and descended as they did. Once fully open Ozpin looked out and saw the ship, or so Oobleck claimed it to be, half buried under it's crash zone. Behind it was a trail of destruction, buildings were destroyed and lay scattered about, and a large scar marked were the ship made its apparent rough landing.

Earlier, when the flames that coated the ship had died down, Ozpin sent Oobleck and Port, as well as several other professors, out to investigate.

Some time later Oobleck called Ozpin talking quickly as usual. Claiming the thing to be a ship and it matched nothing that he had any seen.

Afterwards Ozpin chose to take a look for himself and most, if not all, of the professors at Beacon were chosen to come along. Along with any nearby Huntsman and huntresses. He only left enough to manage the school until they all returned, Glynda specifically. She could manage the students with ease. All other professors were on their way in separate Bullheads or already deployed around Mountain Glenn. They were to secure the perimeter while Ozpin met up with Oobleck. Who was currently on a nearby building which was being used as a temporary camp.

The Bullhead landed smoothly, Ozpin disembarked and looked around. Just several feet from the Bullhead was Oobleck surrounded by strange looking stuff on tables, the man himself was zipping around from table to table taking notes on a notepad and muttering to himself. Most of the stuff looked to be damaged or scorched by fire, but some looked to be in relatively good condition.

Ozpin stood there for a few seconds, Oobleck didn't even realize he was there.

Ozpin cleared his throat loudly causing Oobleck to stop, mid dash, in the middle of the tables and turn around.

"Ah. Ozpin, perfect timing!" He held out his arms at everything in the area. "I have collected an assortment of materials, tools, what appear to be weapons, and other miscellaneous items." He lowered his arms and held out the notebook.

"This is a compilation of notes that I have made of each object that was collected." Ozpin took it and looked through it. There was a number of writing and sketches of each object. "However if we wish to find out more about this ship I suggest we take what we can back to Beacon. There I can do a proper study."

"Oobleck." Ozpin held the notebook at his side.

"Yes?"

"Have you found anything, or anyone, that can help us identify this vessel?"

"No, not really. The ship, and just about everything aboard it, was damaged by fire. But I have managed to deduce that this vessel is not of Atlas make."

"What makes you say that?"

"For starters Almost all Atlesian Military ships or white. This ship is some shade of gray, at least that's what I can tell. Not to mention that the design and layout of the ship do not match any known Atlesian ships."

This much was true. In fact most of Atlesian tech was white or silver. Or some mix and the design was far from Atlas.

"Second. I did look at the news recordings from last night and I believe this vessel is called the UNSC Forward Unto Dawn. Though I am unable to identify what this UNSC is."

Ozpin hummed to himself and looked in the direction of this Forward Unto Dawn. He did remember seeing those words before the feed cutoff.

"Well what about the stuff you have collected?" Ozpin returned his attention tp Oobleck. "I may be able to read your notes but I would prefer to hear you explain."

"Very well then. To start." He held up one of the gun looking items and cleared his throat.

Ozpin knew what to expect.

It was going to be a long talk.

"Who are they?" Chief was hiding in a building and leaning his head so as to get a look outside. He held up a magnum by his helmet.

"Unknown." Cortana sounded very intrigued, her voice made it obvious. "Comm lines suggest some type of civilian transports are around the Dawn. And from what I can understand they are clearing the perimeter of… Grimm?"

"Those creatures we encountered?"

"Possibly."

Hours earlier….

"Something is trying to break in!"

The door was being pushed in and the pod itself was a utter mess. Glass littered the floor, wire was strewn about the place, and the paneling was wrought. The sounds of howling and growls emanated from outside the pod. Whatever was out there was clawing at the ship, the sound of metal being clawed at and pulled apart came from every direction.

Suddenly the growls and metal wrenching sound stopped.

"Cortana?"

"Motion tracker rebooted. Putting it up."

The empty left corner of Chiefs hud was replaced with the motion tracker. As soon as it appeared at least a dozen red dots appeared all around. Some were right on top of him, others right next to him, the rest were scattered around the area.

"Behind you!"

Chief snapped around, barrel up, and fired. Something was on the cockpit and trying to tear its way into the pod. In the split second before he Chief opened fire he saw red eyes and some kind of white on black armor which the bullets tore right through. The thing slouched back and hit the ground with a audible thud.

Then the assault on the pod resumed and the door was pushed further inward. Enough so that clawed hand pushed into the seam and was starting to both push and pry it open. The claw pulled back and a red eye looked into the pod. It roared and went back to busting its way in.

"Chief we are surrounded! We have to move now!"

"Copy." Chief stepped back and waited. The creature continued its assault on the door. Tearing it apart. Bit by bit, ever so slowly. When the pod door was torn open Chief sprinted forward and shoulder bashed the thing back.

Then he opened fire.

Present….

That fight was long due to the creatures having numbers, however his Assault Rifle tore through them like tissue paper. He spent all of his Assault Rifle ammo and had it on his back. He had to resort to his Magnum and that left him with two mags for it. After the fight he had to lay low. More of those creatures started to show up. And all that had led him hiding here.

Not long after the ship arrived and Cortana managed to tap into their comms. She was weary of contact due to the fact that she was unable to determine their affiliation.

The main reason was the Insurrection. The human rebellion that Chief, and all other Spartan ll's, were originally made to fight. And while most of the Insurrection had turned to the UNSC during the Human Covenant War some groups had continued to fight the UNSC.

This was the only cause for worry.

"Could they be friendlies?" Chief asked. It had been awhile since Cortana had tapped into their comms. She had to have an answer.

"Possibly. I have been unable to find anything in their comms that would make them Insurrectionists. In fact I am not recognizing anything. Curious… but I assume that it is safe to contact them. Hang on I will try to patch through to them."

"No." Chief pulled his head away from the window and looked around while sitting.

"No?"

"You can't identify them and neither can I. Until we know more about them it would be best to avoid them."

"We could always ask them nicely."

"Asking has never been my strong suit."

"You got that right." A short pause and a sigh from Cortana. "Fine, but I think that we should try and find the Arbiter. In case these people are not friendly he could be our only help, if he is even still alive. I will try to raise him on the comms. Keep an eye out okay."

Chief nodded and went back to scoping out the area.

Warriors.

Arbiter knew that they were warriors upon seeing them. Seeing these humans.

Their apparel, armor, and weapons were all strange but he had no doubt they were dangerous. So much so that Arbiter knew them to be a considerable threat just by looking at them.

He would not face them nor approach them.

As skilled as he was with his energy sword, and most weaponry, he knew that his best choice would be to stay hidden as they were not the UNSC.

He was hiding in a building, on the third floor, and looking out a window.

When he escaped the Dawn, a story for another time, Arbiter had come across red eyed beasts which immediately attacked him. Many fell to his blade and carbine in the night. But he had to run and hide when he began to run low. Still the things pursued, and i the night he had picked his pursuers off one by one.

And after a long fight Arbiter began to search the city which appeared to be human in origin, though it was rundown and uninhabited. At least that's what he thought until the ships arrived and brought with them these humans, these warriors.

A group of four humans engaged the same creatures he did before just outside. They faced them without fear So they were certainly experienced, more reason to stay hidden.

Arbiter backed away from the window and set off to leave the building. His walk however was stopped when his comm picked up a frequency

It was garbled and static but there was a voice.

"Arb-... do yo-... -ead me?" Despite the presence of static Arbiter was able to make out the voice. The AI Cortana.

"This is the Arbiter. Do you read me?" Static followed for several seconds before the reply.

"Ye-... I read…. wher-... -ou?"

"I do not understand."

"Bla- it. Comm wa-... in th- crash. If yo-... hea- me. We wi- come t- you. Ju- have to… -our beacon."

She must have been clearing the signal for he managed to make it out a little. At least the last bit.

We will come to you.

And something about a beacon. Likely his armors unique signature.

So now he just had to wait. However upon seeing how close to the humans he was, who were killing the red eyed beasts, he decided to relocate.

He walked down the stairs and went out the back door of the building. Not that there was a door, it was torn off and sat a few feet off to the side in pieces.

Arbiter figured that it would be best to stay off the roofs and keep to the alleys. That way he could stay out of sight. He would have used his cloaking but his armor had been damaged to a point where he would only cloak for several seconds before flickering and reappearing. So that was out of the question.

He moved slowly and at the end of the alley he looked left and right before sprinting across the street into another alley.

He kept doing this at each road and occasionally hid when one of the ships happened to fly overhead.

All was calm and quiet. His luck ran out at the next road.

He stopped and when he looked left a beast was right there. Just walking on the sidewalk, it looked just as surprised as Arbiter when it saw him, but it's surprise switched to aggression. It bellowed at Arbiter who stepped back and took his energy sword from his side. Just as the beast began to howl he turned the plasma blade on and dashed forward. Slicing the beast clean in two at the gut. It stopped howling at its upper half fell forward with a thunk.. Arbiter sidestepped to avoid the upper body and watched as it faded into black smoke. He had seen this phenomenon in his earlier engagements, but he only caught brief glimpses in the night.

Now he was able to watch and right away he noticed that there was no blood at all. And when the body completely evaporated there was no sign that the beast had ever been there. It was strange, he had never seen such a thing. Surely his weapons were not capable of vaporizing. So why did their bodies just vanish?

He pushed these thoughts aside and focused on the task at hand. He looked up and watched the thick black smoke rise. Rise high. His eyes widened when the smoke itself only faded when it was high above the local buildings.

Arbiter listened and he did not hear any signs of conflict nearby. Assuming that these humans were killing off the creatures near the Dawn, Arbiter knew that a lone plume of smoke would draw attention, should anyone be looking. He looked towards the Dawn and sure enough he saw a ship turn right towards him. Though the Dawn was a considerable distance away the vessel moved rather quickly.

Arbiter put one foot back and was about to turn and run until a voice rang out. A voice that came from the approaching vessel, amplified by speakers.

"Hold! Who is out there!? We haven't assigned any huntsman or huntressss to clear the Grimm here!" The vessel got closer, Arbiter stood his ground and deactivated his Energy Sword. But he did not put it on his side, he kept it in hand. Just in case. He was right to do so.

The vessel jerked to a stop suddenly when it got low enough for the pilot to get a good look at Arbiter.

"You! What- what are you?" Arbiter did not speak or move. It would not be like the pilot would be able to hear him anyway. The engine and the fact that Arbiter was not connected to their comms proved problematic. He merely kept watching. But the pilot panicked, fear clearly began to set in. "This is Bullhead 12! I need some Huntsman and Huntresses here now! There is something over here!"

Arbiter took that as a queue to run. And he did.

He resumed his previous route and proceeded to run through alleyways. The Bullhead, as the pilot called it or so Arbiter believed, followed but it lost Arbiter quickly when he started to run through the buildings, all of which were either run down or damaged to a point were hiding in them would be impossible. He stopped in one building and stood by a door, well what was left of one as it was just half a door, and waited. He could hear the Bullhead flying around and talking on comms. This would not be good. Arbiter did not know what would become of him if he was found, but he knew that it would likely be nothing good.

But as luck would have it Cortana's voice came up on comms. Loud and clear this time.

"Arbiter?! Do you copy!? Dammit answer! You got these guys on edge and they are sending reinforcements! Answer!"

"I copy."

"Finally! I have been trying to contact you for a while. But either we got closer to you or you got closer to us because the signal is clear now."

"Where are you located?" Arbiter ducked back when the Bullhead flew around the building.

"We are close but in a alley so we don't have a visual. But we can hear that Bullhead flying around."

"I managed to lose the Bullhead. But it is combing the area and, as you said, they are sending reinforcements. I may require assistance."

"Copy Chief and I will try to- Chief we got contacts! More of those Grimm creatures. What is drawing them here!?" Gunshots could be heard on comms as well as growls and roars. Arbiter tried to listen in on his surroundings to get a idea of where they are. But the Bullhead circled the area and blocked out all other noise. Soon more of those vehicles arrived and started to circle the area.

Arbiter looked outside the door and saw one pass by just over the road. He knew that he could not remain here. But just as he was about to make a move and run he heard growling. From in the building, right behind him.

He turned and red eyes leapt out at him from the darkness.

Authors note

Updated again. Just fixing things.

Until Next Time!