Another Long-winded back story for one of the clones, if you don't want to read it, I'm not forcing you to.

Saria and Link came downstairs after waking up and getting dressed, Scorch was going to tell them his side of the story. The two sat down on the couch and waited patiently for him to begin.

"Alright..." Scorch started "This is how, I was first cloned."

Reach, 2552 August 30th. (First person for the most part)

It started out just like Fixer's did, I died while attempting to save lives, only difference between him and me, is that I failed...

I remember the day clearly... I stood at the landing pad and handed a shining purple-blue case to a Captain Keys and was about to get on with him and head to his ship to escape Reach. But then I looked up and saw my last squad mate, Emile, take on three Elites in red armour and he fell. He had been operating a MAC gun on the upper deck of the landing site.

"Lieutenant! Get in!" yelled a UNSC marine.

"No, I'll get the gun..." I said

Keys looked disappointed but nodded and as the doors to the dropship closed he had said "Good luck Spartan."

I tore through the remaining Covie ranks and reached the MAC gun and opened fire on the incoming fighters and Covie dropships attempting to take me out, then over the radio I heard Keys yell.

"She's charging up, hit her in the belly now Spartan!"

I noticed one of the Covie frigates was charging its Glassing beam, ready to take out Keys ship. I fired and the Frigate went down and it exploded in blue and orange flames.

I shook my head as the UNSC ship lifted off and left me behind on Reach, any minute now the aliens would glass the whole world.

"I can at least take some with me" I muttered and headed towards the ship bone yard, where the ships were scraped down for spare parts and left to rot.

It had happened so quickly, I was able to take down wave after wave of the aliens. Piles of the dog like grunts piled around my place of refuge and smaller piles of the bird like Jackals ringed the inside of the pile. Then the elites came in. I swear there were at least twenty Zealots there, I managed to take down a few before a banshee got a shot on me as it flew by, lowering my shields for an Elite to strike me with his energy sword, I shot gunned him in the face and took another down before two more tackled me down and a third stabbed me in the gut and I "Died".

And for what only seemed like seconds I was out cold. Then I woke up in the same gel tube the Fixer described and I recognized the place. I took the black and grey crewman jumpsuit and followed the lights out the door and reached the same room the Fixer had mentioned.

"Ah" said an old woman I recognized, barely, as Dr. Halsey "I am glad you are awake Spartan-362"

I nodded "What happened I could have sworn I was-"

"Dead?" Halsey finished for me "Yes, you were for a time, then I brought you back as Scorch 03/362, a Spartan clone, complete with all Lt. Chayton's memories, skills and abilities."

"Why?" I asked "And how?"

"Well, I had a backup plan for if my Spartans died, a piece of their DNA was preserved within their armour. Sadly, yours was the only one I could find that hadn't been glassed, so I am afraid you are the last Spartan."

I looked at my feet "What about the II's?"

"John has... gone missing..." she said sadly, I knew all about John, she was her favourite Spartan II.

"You mean dead?" I asked, wondering if she was using the Spartan's death motto 'Spartans never die, their just missing in action'.

"No, I mean he truly is missing..."

I sighed I was friends with John at one point, if he still lived at least I would have a piece of my elder "Family" around.

"Don't worry about it S-362" Halsey said reassuringly.

"Ok... but might I ask, why did you bring me back? And why make me 16?"

"Well, 'We' brought you back, more or less, because there is a new team being made. And as for why you are just a teenager, we figured that is the best age for you to blend in with your work."

"A team? What sort of team?"

"Well, it's more like an order, one which is in need of young new recruits. That is why you are aged at 16 right now."

"And what may this order be?"

"Well, you see, you have been out for quite some time. During this time we have come across new races and technologies. Now us, the Elites, some aliens called Protoss, a separate race of humans called Terrans and most recently a group of systems called The Galactic Republic. This new alliance has been named, quite... err... what's the word you young ones use? Well, it's sort of 'queer' as you would call it..."

I sighed "What's I called"

"The Alliance of light"

I rolled my eyes "It's oooookkay I guess..."

"Don't patronise me"

"Yes ma'am"

"Anyways, I want you to go meat up with them, currently in the team are a few old friends you may know."

"Who?"

"Jaina, she is a replica of Cortana, Sgt. Stacker, Pvt. Mendez, oh yes! And your old sniper, Jun."

"Jun! He's still alive!"

Halsey nodded and I breathed out relived, so one of my squad mates made it out after all...

Years passed... I grew old and died of age, only to be brought back again, this cycle was constantly repeating for almost three centuries.

Now, I know what you're thinking. "But I thought you were anti-aging" true! I am, now I am! However this was my MkI and had no anti-aging adjustment. That was first added onto the MkII 334 years later. The MkI was basically a standard clone, with memory and skill retention from its original. The MkII was that, and anti-ageing, as well as more damage resistant and strengthened bones. The MkIII... was a disaster, MkIII's went rouge all the time and had more flaws than perfections. I was on the MkIII for only one cycle and I did not like it at all! Sure we had 3 times as much strength as the MKII's but we had to deal with constant pain, stress, and fighting emotions as well as dealing with an over impulsive conscious that wanted to punch out the guy next to you for breathing on you. Now MkIV's! It's what I am on now, and it runs like a dream! 4 times as much strength and endurance then MkII's and 3 times as much agility and perception then it and twice as much intelligence! Only thing they couldn't increase was the luck!

It had been me as a MkII that saved Fixer. MkII is also the longest in service so far.

on my first day on the MkII system a question arose. "Doctor, what is the point of all this, the work OOB does?"

"Evil is always trying to find a way S-362... OOB was made to prevent it from doing so. The balance between good and evil must be perfect. Too much evil and the world is full of villains and world destroyers. But same goes for too much good. Too much good will rocket the scale all the way to maximum evil. That is why OOB was made, to maintain peace throughout the universe and to maintain the balance between good and evil. If people see too much good, all they will see in it is corruption, it's happened before, people are stubborn that way, even when there truly is no problem. This is what makes the scales switch immediately! People rebel against a false cause and people die and suffer for no good reason!"

I nodded

"Spartan, have you ever heard the saying 'no one act of kindness, no matter how small, will go unnoticed?

"Yes Ma'am"

"That, soldier... is OOB's motto"

I saluted and headed back out to the rest of my team...

Now for a quick summary until this date... I will give you time line, lemme pull out my holopad for a moment. Ok, right now (in Link and Saria's world) it is 4011, in the AOL calendar.

2552 august 30th – REACH was lost and I died,

2566 August 30th – I woke up as Scorch, MkI Spartan clone

2601 May 12th – We recruited Terrans into the OOB, Sev being one of the first.

2732 September 4th – I recruited Fixer and the NCR and Former Caesar's legion joined the AOL.

2741 August 7th – OOB's first great mission! A piece of the Forward Unto Dawn was located in deep space, Me, Fixer and Sev sent to investigate. S-117 John the Master Chief and UNSC Smart AI Cortana recovered.

2799 October 15th – MkII's put into use for the first time.

2801 March 11th – LOD is formed, small war erupts.

2811 December 1st – AOL is victorious over the LOD, remnants scattered.

3000 July 30th – MkIII's put into use, failed big time, twenty years later MkII's are put back into use.

3150 January 12th – Lordaron is discovered and the Human Alliance and Night elf cultures join the AOL.

3333 April 24th – OOB is opened to all races.

3567 November 23rd – More dimensions discovered, Me, Fixer and Sev investigate England around the middle ages and meet and help two you teens. A Saxon boy named Jack and a Viking girl named Thorgil, but some call her Jill. (Not sure if I want this one before or after this current fic, so if it is based after Saria and Link then sorry I screwed you over)

3721 July 21st – Me and my brothers find the world of SSBB, a tournament based world, we compete to win support for the AOL.

3955 March 26th – New planet discovered, outside of galaxy, me and my brothers sent on a long journey to find it.

4009 July 31st exactly 2400 hours – we finally arrived at the new planet after a long Cryo-sleep and take drop pods to explore the world, we are separated briefly...

*End flash back*

Scorch cleared his throat and finished up his story and said "4009 August 1st around 7 or 8 in the morning. I met a young boy and girl who would change my life and they way I viewed things." He smiled and patted Saria on the shoulder.

"Us?" she asked

"Of course you... don't you remember?"

"Oh yeah, that was exactly two years ago, when I was ten!"

Scorch nodded

"Wow, that was a long story" Link yawned

"I know right? Man, if you could have seen the places I have been, it would blow your mind!"

Link grinned "I'd prefer if my mind stayed in one piece thank you"

They all chuckled at the bad joke.

"Well, it's getting late, I think you guys should be off to bed, that and Rogue2k8 is running out of filler for this chapter..."

"What?" Link asked

Scorch shook his head "I have no idea what I just said... it was like I hit an invisible wall or something?"

They just shook it off and decided not to worry about it, too much to think about. They said their good-byes and Link, Saria and the others who lived there went to bed after the long tale.

I Swear! That will be one of the few times I break the fourth wall!