Hello everyone! I noticed that I didn't have any reviews for the first chapter :(

I'm just saying, YOU DON'T HAVE TO! And I'm not going to force you... But, leaving reviews helps, A LOT. It gives me ideas and boosts my morale. So don't hesitate, go for it! An idea, a suggestion, anything!

But enough with my blabbering, onto the chapter!

"The ultimate value of life depends upon awareness and the power of contemplation rather than upon mere survival." -Aristole

Intercom: "OXYGEN LEVELS CRITICAL"

J-117: "Shit…"

Experiment J-117 was in an escape pod, traveling the dark depths of space, trying to find a suitable planet containing oxygen.

J-117: "This thing is cramping me, time to take it off."

J-117 started to take off his testing armor plating, tubes, and masks, until his shiny-golden ultra rank armor was showing

J-117: "There, much better…"

The driver station started to bleep, obviously notifying that something was up.

J-117: "Wha-?" "Oh, a new planet has been scanned"

Intercom: "PLANET SUITABLE"

J-117: "..."

He flew the escape pod down the the surface of the the new planet that he discovered. It was very… Jungle-like. J-117 then took out his energy swords and let the pod vent itself out. He kept walking through the thick underbrush, creatures of all sorts brushing past him. Suddenly, he saw something very strange.

J-117: "What is that?"

He saw bits and pieces of broken and shattered metal scattered all around the jungle floor, and they were glowing a faint shade of red.

He a picked a piece up and examined it, it looked like it was damaged by an assault rifle/magnum combo. J-117 looked slightly to his right and saw foot prints in the dirt, he walked over and saw that these were the footprints made by a suit of spartan armor. It also had the numbers 117 engraved into the dirt.

*Rustle* *Rustle*

J-117: "WHO'S THERE!?"

J-117 heard some rustling in the ferns and plants, gradually getting louder. He unsheathed his energy swords and stood in a defensive position. After just seconds of waiting, a large robotic dog looking thing leaped out at him. He easily tossed it off of him and cut it in half. It was made of the same materials as those metal bits and pieces. The dog-thing opened its 4-way segmented mouth and roared at him, calling more of its own kind. There were everywhere, crawling up trees, across the underside of branches, even crawling over each other. There were about 40 to 50 of these, "things" until J-117 realised that he was out numbered.

J-117: "Yeah… Im out."

He broke off into a sprint, scanning the area in hope to find a spartan base or any form of shelter. But the "robo-dogs" were close, almost nipping at his heels. J-117 took a couple of seconds now and then to turn around and fight off a couple, he was throwing them up into the air and chopping them up, slamming them into the ground, and even ripping them in half, but there were just too many. Eventually, he saw a bright light in the distance, upon further realization it was the door to a spartan bunker. He ran as fast as his covenant legs would take him, and threw himself into the bunker, while slamming the CLOSE BUNKER DOORS button behind him. He was safe.

J-117: *sigh* "Finally I can-"

Suddenly, a net made of pure osmium (the heaviest metal on earth) (0.82 pounds per gram) fell from the ceiling and fell on top of him.

Spartan Officer #1: "SIR!" "WE GOT 'EM!"

Suddenly a man in lab clothing slowly walked up to him, starting at J-117 through the net-links.

Lead Scientist: "Hello.. J-117…" "My precious 80-billion dollar project…"

J-117: "What do you want from me?"

Lead Scientist: "What do I want from you?" *chuckles* "Oh my sweet Solar… you scared me by running away like that…"

J-117: "Solar?"

Lead Scientist: "Oh, you don't remember?" "Your nickname is Solar" "Hmm… you must have forgotten during the injection, i'll have to fix that during testing"

Solar: "NO!" "IM NOT GOING BACK TO YOUR SYRINGES AND SAWS!"

"Solar" started to squirm and tried to get the net off of him, but he was stopped when he heard the click of a plasma rifle pointing at his head. He looked up and saw an elite just like him, but he wasn't wearing any armor.

Lead Scientist: "Thank you once again, Arbiter."

Solar: "Wait, you were the one who-"

Arbiter: "Dropped the net on you, yes"

Solar was dragged back to the room with his Cryostasis pod in it, but it was all fixed up, the walls did not have plasma burns in them, no smashed consoles, and there was no blood on the ground. The Lead Scientist walked over with a syringe and injected him with some sort of anesthetic/tranquilizer mix. His last vision was them opening the cold, gaseous, pod while one of the Spartan Officers walked over to the command console and pressed some buttons, and Arbiters hand going toward him before he blacked out.

*Thinking* Solar: "Why me?"

*Thinking* Solar: "Why couldn't it have been some other elite to get stabbed with syringes, cut with saws, and frozen to unconsciousness?"

*Thinking* Solar: "Wait…"

*Thinking* Solar: "I have an idea…"

The J-117 testing lab was filled with different class scientists, each scurrying about eagerly trying to get their own job done. While the Lead Scientist was watching everything from the balcony high above the room. Suddenly the doors opened and a silhouette walked out. Everything stopped what they were doing and looked at this strange Spartan.

Lead Scientist: "Well stop gawking, and get back to work!"

?: "Greeting sir, this is the objective i'm supposed to guard?"

Lead Scientist: "Yes, you were treated with the same J-117 serum as him" "I hope that you two can meet eye-to-eye."

?: "Got it"

Scientist #1: "Isn't that?"

Scientist #2: "Yea, its him!"

Scientist #3: "Oh my god im in the same room as him!

The scientists of the room were gawking and murmuring about the new stranger in the lab. The silhouette walked over to the pod that Solar was in and brushed his hand over it, removing ice and snow from the glass.

?: "I didn't know that it could work for different things as well…"

Lead Scientist: "Yes, strange huh?" "Well, ive got to do some testing in the other facility, keep him safe for me… Chief.

Master Chief: "Will do sir"

Wow… That certainly is a turn of events…

Do you guys like the name Solar for J-117? I think it suits him because of his golden look.

But I just want to apologize for this short chapter, I have an SAT coming up :(

Thats not gonna stop me from making chapters though! I'll try to make the deadline ASAP!

Well i'll see you guys later! Gotta study!

"Only some can take the heat of the moment…"