Come on guys you need to review or else you will have Rory Mercury coming to your house….wait shit you'd probably like that nevermind…..carry on and please review or no chapter for you. Also hell guys you must be starved for a Halo/GATE crossover judging by the views. For those who know my work I have reused the first two chapters of this because I felt it fit the story, I am very picky with my writing and with the other stories I tried to write I didn't feel invested also because me and fireoftheawsome wrote this chapter together.

To answer one person's question, yes I reused it but It didn't feel right to me at the time because many people had used it before and this intro was written by me and fireoftheawsome.

Unknown Space - Unknown Time - Spirit Of Fire

A large ship floated through space, her engines barely powered as she drifted along past planets and stars. An Obvious scar could be seen on her hull as she drifted along through the stars and if one had the right equipment a highly degraded message could be heard. "T-t-this is UNSC…...Spirit Of Fire, we have…...Slipspace drive…...covenant….if any UNSC forces are hearing this, we are in distress and need assistance."

The long range sensors let out a ping as it sent out a long range broadcast throughout the nearby systems, waiting for a message that seemed to never come. Until now, suddenly a ping was heard back as a UNSC transponder appeared on the sensors, alerting the ship's systems to wake up the ship's A.I. as it locked onto the transponder and began to plot a course towards it.

Serina began to wake from standby mode as the ship's systems alerted her to the presence of another UNSC ship, she brought up the sensors data sifting through it as she looked for any discrepancies that may be signs of a trap. A sense of hope seemed to form in her data streams as she looked over the data again and again just to make sure, before finally deciding that it was accurate, her light blue avatar glowing as the ship around her began to power up for the first time in years, the dormant fusion reactor letting out a hum as the secondary reactor began to power down, lights flickered and turned on as the cryo bay deep inside the ship began the process of quick thawing the crew of the ship as Serina looked out the thick glass windows near her holotube, she couldn't see really but the ship's sensors allowed her a form of sight out into the abyss as she "watched" the stars pass by them. "Captain I found something." She muttered to herself as the ship finished it's power up sequence, the engines now at full power as it began to push its way slowly towards the weak signal of the UNSC transponder, what the sensors didn't notice as the ship pushed towards the signal is a small ship hiding behind a moon, watching the ship.

Captain James Cutter

James Cutter fell to the floor as he came out of his cryo tube, his head felt like it had been through a meat grinder as he slowly got up, his black body suit standing out amongst the gun metal grey of the ships cryo bay as he puked out another load of fluids that had been in his stomach before he went into cryo sleep slowly beginning to regret going into the tube in the first place as he slowly began to try to get up before being hit by another fit of nausea as he hit the ground again his stomach wrenching as it had no more fluids to give , he had to concentrate to keep from throwing up on the deck as he looked around, he saw the other cryo tubes around him. Filled with the rest of the crew as they slept in the dreamless sleep of cryo. "Good morning captain Cutter." A familiar voice said to James as he spotted Serina standing on the holotube near the exit of the large cryo bay, her blue avatar glowing as she gave him a smile.

"What's going on Serina are we being rescued." Cutter asked as he rubbed the back of his head, his fingers passing over the neural interface imbedded in the back of his skull, the cool metal of the interface feeling out of place on his warm skin as he walked up to the holotube.

"Negative captain, but I found something you should see, if you could meet me on the bridge I can show you." The Smart A.I. said before disappearing from the holotube, leaving Cutter alone as he leaned against the cold titanium wall of the cryo bay, it felt as if his strength had been sapped from his body after so long in cryo his body felt stiff and weak as he pushed off the wall and began walking out of the cryo bay, leaning against the door as he typed his security code into the control panel, his muscles slowly getting used to being back in action as he walked slowly through the deserted metal hallways of the Spirit Of Fire. Cutter leaned against the metal wall of the hallway as he took another deep breath, breathing in the filtered air of the ship's life support system as he slowly began walking again, making his way towards his quarters. Finally making it to his quarters Cutter stripped the body suit off of himself, the rubber material peeling away as he pulled open his closet door and pulled out his uniform, still looking freshly pressed as he put it on for the first time after years of being in cryo.

"I wonder how much time has passed?" Thought Cutter as he finished buttoning up his shirt, stepping out of his quarters before closing the door behind him as he made his way to the bridge, his walking speed slowly increasing as his muscles got used to carrying his body weight again. Rubbing his chin as he passed through the bridge door Cutter suddenly felt like he was back home after a long vacation, everything was just as they left it as he walked along the bridge towards the holotube next to the communications console, were Serina was waiting with a smile on her face. "Hello Captain, nice to finally see you up." she said as she clasped her virtual hands behind her back.

"Serina, what's going on?" Cutter asked as he looked down at the A.I. as she pulled up a radio signal on the console in front of him, looking at it closely Cutter recognized the signal almost instantly, it was a UNSC long range transponder, a device which allowed Admirals to track ship movements throughout their sector and predict covenant movements based upon were the transponders began going dark.

"Can you confirm it?" Cutter asked as he looked at the transmission.

"Yes Captain, it appears to be from a UNSC prowler, they appear to be holding position near some object that isn't in our data banks, but I don't recognize the registration number, though based on how long you were in cryo for, I can safely say that it may be a newer addition to the fleet." Serina said as she clasped her virtual hands behind her back, watching as the Captain studied the transmission for himself before nodding. "How far away are we?"

"about point 5 light years give or take, it could take a while to reach them." Serina responded with a grim tone of voice as she looked over the transmission again as well.

Cutter shook his head. "That will take to long, we might as well go back into cryo sleep and wait for the Spirit Of Fire to drift back into UNSC space." Looking back at the console Cutter thought for a minute before an idea popped into his head, grabbing the thought he began working away at the console as Serina watched him.

"Serina, try to boost our transponder signal and reroute the distress beacon through the transponders transmitter, if we can get that to work then maybe we can reach the prowler before they leave the system they are in."

Serina closed her eyes as her avatar flickered for a split second before returning to normal, opening her eyes as she nodded. "It's done captain, I have the message focused in a tight beam towards the source of the transponder signal, all we can do now is hope our message in a bottle reaches them."

Cutter nodded, he knew in the back of his head that it was a long shot that anyone would hear them, the signal would degrade over time and unless someone was actively scanning for signals it would most likely be missed and disregarded by the comm officer as background noise in space. It was like sending a message in a bottle in an ocean full of bottle eating sharks, stepping away from the console Cutter made his way to his chair, sitting down on the hard leather as he leaned back. "How long was I in cryo Serina?"

"About Twenty years, five months, two minutes and fifty four seconds captain, but I can narrow that down the milliseconds if you need me too." She said with a chuckle as she looked up at the old captain as he stretched his arms for the first time in years, letting his old aching bones before lean back again in his chair, allowing the military leather to get used to his body sitting in it again after such a long time of disuse.

"Serina, wake up the rest of the crew and get them up to speed, I want us as close as possible to that object and that prowler ASAP." Cutter ordered as his facial expression hardened, the A.I. nodding as her avatar blinked out of existence.

The cryo bay alarms began blaring as the tubes entered quick thaw mode, quickly as they could the tubes began to thaw out their occupants as fast as possible without killing them when they restarted their vital organ functions, injecting them with stimulants and other restorative chemicals as the ice slowly thawed from their bodies, the Spirit Of Fire would soon be bustling with activity once again, it would take them about a week and a half to three weeks to get to the signal but hopefully it would give them something to work with.

Admiral Jason "Spartan-B312." Noble Six

Jason took his sidearm out from his holster out as he saw the massive red beast land in the forest the beast letting out a roar as it smashed and crushed tree's beneath it's massive body frightening many of the civilians who were not shocked by the sight as the marines in the camp began to shout and train their weapons on the beast, the creature letting out a massive roar as it looked down at the stunned UNSC forces below it. Jason heard the echo of a fifty caliber warthog gun begin to fire as the beast let out a mighty roar, the bullets seemed to bounce off of the red scales of the creature as the marines coming back from recon fired their weapons, those who had been working on living quarters for the civilians and military personnel scrambled as the beast let out another roar. "Scatter!" Yelled colonel Miller over the comm as Jason watched him pick up a MA37 and begin firing at the beast. But this only seemed to anger it as it took fire from one of the pelicans that happened to be in the air when it appeared. The nose gun of the gun ship letting out a controlled burst of seventy millimeter rounds that impacted on the scales of the creature as it took to the air. Jason let out a few rounds from his sidearm the rounds embedding themselves into it's nose as the creature flapped it's wings, letting out a pain filled roar as red hot blood flowed from the relatively small wound as attempted to swat the pelicans and falcons firing at it out of the sky with it's massive talons, it's mighty winds buffeting the aircraft and ground with gusts of wind that kicked up a massive amount of dust and dirt, temporarily blinding those on the ground that had no protection on their faces. "Shit…...shit….shit our bullets are bouncing off this guy." Said a pilot as he banked his pelican to the right to avoid a deadly swat that would have carved the dropship above Jason in half. "Have the warthogs distract him and get him on the ground, then I want the pelicans to fire missiles." Jason ordered over the comm in his ear as he began to run down the hill he had been sitting on, his augmented speed carrying him faster than any human could run even without his armor as he let loose another three rounds into the beast's belly, all of which bounced off the heavy armored scales of the unknown red lizard creature. "Fucking hell, just die already." A pilot yelled over the comm as one of the pelicans went in and charged the creature, it's muzzle continuously firing it's payload of seventy millimeter rounds the casings jingling as they fell towards the earth and few of them hitting the helmets of some less than pleased marines as they looked up and flipped the bird at the gung ho pilot.

"Fuck off you bastard, I ain't dying after getting off Reach." He heard Miller yell as the colonel fired a MA37 at the creature which seemed to have no other effect other than pissing it off.

"These fucking disasters are really starting to PISS ME OFF." He heard the man yell as he took cover to reload his rifle.

"We need heavy weapons and we need them now." Thought Jason as his sidearm clicked empty, pulling a magazine from the bottom of the holster where they were stored before firing several more shots that merely bounced off its armored hide. Unfortunately most of the scorpion tanks were stored away right now inside of the ships and they couldn't call in longsword or saber air support due to the civilian casualties they could cause.

"FUCK YOU." Another man yelled as he fired a shotgun at the creature, his hand pumping back on the pump action each time he fired a shot. "If you want to kill anyone kill Griff you damn son of a bitch he has plenty of damn meat on his bones."

"Damn it Sarge, do any of your taunts involve me not dying horribly." Another man shouted as he fired a BR55 at the dragon creature.

"Nah, numb nut's gotta stick with the classics sometimes." The other gruff man retorted as he reloaded his shotgun with fresh shells, before unleashing another hail of pellets.

"Now charge!" The man with the shotgun said as he began to run towards the lizard dragon thing at full tilt sprint.

Jason heard an exasperated voice over the comm. "Anyone wanna pick up pieces of Sarge with me after, no ok then."

The lizard let out another ear piercing roar tearing Jason's eyes away from the two men as the other rand directly towards the beast as its maw seemed to light up with the wrath of some mighty god, it's head seemed to be engulfed in flame as a stream of fire shot down towards the ground, barely missing several warthogs as their veteran drivers drove out of the way, a few of their tires being hit by the hot flame whose heat could be felt even where Jason stood. Thankfully their tires were made to resist heat and they soon got out of the way before the heat made them immobile. Their gunners sooned trained their weapons on the lizard's face as a few of them let out war cries to answer the creature's roar with their own as a few of the fifty caliber rounds hit the creature square in the eye, blinding it in one eye as Jason heard one marine yell. "Fucking, come get some bitch." He said as eye let loose another hail of bullets from the warthog's turret, the barrel slowly beginning to glow red from the heat and stress of firing the massive fifty caliber bullets that fired from the muzzle, pelting the dragon with bullets like they were bb's from a child's bb gun as he kept on firing the dragon turning towards him as he let out a yell the driver not noticing in time as the dragon let out a massive stream of fire cooking the meat of the marines bones as the man on the gun let out a whimper before crumpling into a pile of ash and bones as the warthogs engine exploded under them. "Damn it." Thought Jason as he fired several more rounds at the dragon, his pistol echoing with the rest of the weapons being fired as the marines began to fight with more determination to avenge their now fallen comrades.

Jason reloaded the his empty sidearm as a marine beside him hefting a rocket launcher he had managed to pry from a box, checking to see if the backblast was clear of people the man then readjusted the launcher on his shoulder before firing, the heat from the backblast cooking the ground as the heat seeker found the massive target in front of it, the computer inside of the nose readjust the trajectory as it hit the dragon like beast in the groin, causing it to scream slightly as it looked down to where the marine and Jason were standing, the man and Spartan diving out of the way as a giant fist came slamming down where they once were, breaking the rock and dirt apart underneath it as the dragon looked down at them screaming at them again as it failed to kill it's prey.

The rocket managed to cause damage though as a massive amount of scales dropped from the heavy armor of the dragon that must have been weakened by the continuous fire from the warthogs. "Focus your fire on that point." Yelled Miller over the comm as another rocket was shot from somewhere in the clearing, but it missed as the dragon banked out of the way almost hitting one of the pelicans with it's body. "It's learning." Thought Jason as the echo of bullets firing continued to travel throughout the clearing and across what ever planet they were on along with the dragon's roars.

"Keep firing." He heard another marine yell over the commotion as he manned a warthog's turret, the driver swerving around in an attempt to avoid the scaly beast as it landed, kicked up a massive amount of dust and wind as it's claws sank into the soft dirt of the clearing they had landed in, it's tail swinging back and forth as a few warthog drivers managed to swerve out of the way of the spiked appendage. "MOVE MOVE MOVE." Jason heard a sergeant yell as the marines took cover behind the many crates that they had unloaded from the Freelancer, another marine let out a frustrated yell as he let out a three round burst from his BR55 service rifle. "The fuck is this thing a fucking dragon, fucking shoot it flyboys before it roasts us like god damned stuck pigs with another napalm blast." He said in a scared tone as another heavy buffet of wind came from the dragon's wings, making Jason lose his balance a bit as he watched, his eyes watering a bit as he blinked the dirt and dust from them. "All pelicans fire." He heard Miller yell as the dropships quickly took their positions and hovered there for a moment, before firing their payload of heat seaking missiles at the creature, hitting it square in the chest at it let out another pain filled roar, before disappearing from view because of the massive explosion, another one quickly followed as the pelicans unloaded another volley of missiles each of them hitting their target with expert precision before the pelican pilots banked to the left and right to avoid another burst of flame that came through the smoke, though the flame seemed to be more intended to distract than to kill as a plume of black smoke wafted through the air.

When the smoke cleared the creature was gone and the air was clear as the marines breathed a sigh of relief. The air staying still for a moment as they heard another roar echo across the forest, then another and another getting further away as the creature retreated to whatever hole it came from. The air seemed to calm slightly when they could no longer hear the creature screaming in pain. "Everyone stand down." Jason said over the comm as the marines slouched and breathed sighs of relief. It was the first action they'd had since Reach and Jason had to admit it had gone better than he had expected, though what he had expected was the covenant so he couldn't really compare them to a primitive lizard they flew. "Colonel Miller meet me at the command tent, the rest of you clean up this damn mess." Jason ordered over the comm as he stood up straight, regaining his calm composure as he brushed off his officer clothing, the dust coming off in small plumes as he sighed. "This is why I like my armor." Thought Jason as he began walking towards the command tent, the rest of the marines beginning to restack and reorganize the supplies. A few had been wounded in the attack either from flipping their warthogs or getting hit by crates that had fallen over due to the massive amount of wind the creature created.

As he approached the command tent Jason could see colonel Miller chewing out several of the recon teams and pilots that had failed to spot the approaching creature. His voice seemed to resonated over the activity happening around the tent as he finished yelling, before dismissing the men each of them giving him a salute as they left, an ashamed expression on each of their faces as they realized that they failed their duties as marines and officers of the UNSC. Miller shook his head as he stood up in front of Jason, crossing his arms as he looked down at the map they were slowly creating thanks to their deeper recon teams. "The men need to realize that just because we got away from the covies, doesn't mean they get to kick back and relax in the line of duty." Miller said as he hung his head in shame, scratching his greying beard as Jason nodded. "Maybe we should set up a training and PT area for them after the housing construction is complete." Jason suggested as he crossed his arms. "Maybe Six, maybe but until we finish the housing that is a moot point, for now we will just have to keep discipline at a high until then." Miller said as he sighed. "The men haven't had any rest since before the attack on Reach began, with your permission I'd like to give them the choice for some leave, only for two days of course and we would have a skeleton crew ready if that oversized lizard decides to come back."

Jason thought about it for a second, of course the deep recon teams couldn't take advantage of this leave until their missions were over but the rest of the marines would just be sitting around all day doing nothing until they either came into contact with any enemy forces, that and the most were probably still shell shocked from having their home since they joined the corps destroyed and ripped away from them so quickly. "Very well." Jason said as he nodded, these men were not Spartans so he couldn't expect them to live up to the standards he had grown up with since ONI first selected him as a candidate when he was a child, but Jason couldn't help but feel he would be getting much more done if he had a team of Spartan-II or III's here to help him, but he had to work with what he had. The colonel gave him a smile and nodded before saluting which Jason returned in kind, before walking out of the command tent the marines outside still dealing with the mess with a few of the patrols talking amongst themselves as they walked around the perimeters of the clearing. A few ONI spooks they had picked up on Reach were gathering up some scales that had fallen from the dragon when it was hit, they appeared to be smoldering and smoking slightly from the impacts of the missiles as the spooks picked them up with gloved hands before storing them in a fireproof box that they would most likely be taking to Halsey. One of them nodded at Jason as he walked by, he knew the spooks would most likely feel some sort of animosity towards him like they did with most train soldiers. They likely blamed him for their current situation like Halsey did but Jason did not care, they were soldiers like the rest of them if they stepped out of line there would be consequences as with any other marine under an officer's command. He walked towards the Freelancer the massive form of the Frigate contrasting against the natural beauty behind it as Jason heard the saws begin to start up again as the marines began cutting down tree's with double the effort. The snapping of branches could be heard as several hundred people began working on stripping the wood of it's bark and branches with the tools they had managed to salvage on Reach, a few of them were clearing away the burnt tents that the dragon creature had destroyed as the medics went around treating what wounds they could. This experience had given him much to think about as he walked up the loading ramp of the ship with a purpose, he needed to talk to Halsey first though.

Little did the men, women and even Jason know that in the mountains behind him a scout from an army was looking right at them his eyes wide as he got back on his horse and began skirting the UNSC camp as he made his way back to his commanders, his mind racing at what he had just witnessed as his horse made it's way down the mountain he had been camping on. His heart skipping a beat as one of the strange flying beasts the new people had came flying over him at such a fast speed that the very air around him seemed to crack in a violent shout of anger at an man or animal near it. His horse whinnied as it heard the noise, nearly bucking him out of the saddle before he regained control of the beast pushing the creature forward as he made his way back to the imperial camp with the news of what he had seen, his breath returning to his body as he made it a league away from the holy hill of Arnus and the loud sound of metal on metal the newcomers were producing in their camp. He was frightened and emperor Molt needed to be alerted to what he had just seen. A fire dragon was defeated and driven off by men.

Sorry about the short ass chapter but I felt it was just a continuation of the other one, I might just combine the two later, it was mostly just set up for the fight between the imperials and the UNSC. also for those who want to know the GATE will be showing up later.