I'm back once more! So I will admit that the last chapter was kind of...depressing with a tinge of hope at the end, but I will stand by what I have wrote; however, I will be trying, that is the key word, to make a more light hearted chapter. As with the rest of my chapters I have no idea how it will turn out. So with no more things needing to be explained (I think) lets start this chapter.
Disclaimer: I only own my own Ocs of which I created within my own mind along with some help for some of them by Myst. Yay.
The Mansion is full of hardworking individuals that try and do all they can to help others or train themselves. Some prefer to work behind the scenes while others have to be in the spotlight, but no matter what the household is always bustling with activity that is either voluntary or necessary; however, that doesn't mean that people don't take some time off to relax once and a while. Even the Founder of the Mansion-who is known to be quite the workaholic- knows to take a break once and a while, and usually during those rare times it is with his love. He isn't the only person in the Mansion that works hard without rarely taking a break though as many people came from places that relaxation simply wasn't possible.
Such is the case of John-117 who is better known as the Petty Officer Master Chief of the UNSC, United Nation Security Council, as he has been known to work his enhanced body to its limits as he trains hard. Despite no longer being the Marine of Legend that had defeat the Convent, the Flood, and the Forerunner races that tried to kill off all humans or transform them into something else entirely his training has embedded itself so deep into him he still maintains a rigid schedule for himself. His schedule starts with himself waking up at the ungodly hour of four in the morning where only Rhyme. David and a few others are awake before getting dressed in his clothing. Forgoing any sweatshirt or extra layer he proceeds to go out of the Mansion silently for a four hour jog around the city where the temperature is somewhere near thirty Fahrenheit, and once done with that he returns to the Mansion to check up on his vast amount of Weaponry to make sure all of them are in perfect working order.
Only when he is finished looking through the armory worth of weapons he has does he go to the training room where he spends his day sparring Slade and training his body to its limits, and when that's done he returns to his room to go to sleep around nine O'Clock at night. He never deviates from this schedule and never makes any changes except in what kind of exercise he is doing during his gym time. This kind of living worries his longest companion, Cortana, who watches him do this day after day. While she wasn't- and really still isn't- human for the majority of her life she does understand that everyone has a limit to how much they can do, and to her his schedule is a way to try and force his body to finally break down where his enemies failed to do. Determined to change his schedule so he can have a rest for once she starts planning a way to completely change his day.
One day as the Ex-Spartan gets out of bed silently he checks to make sure his A.I-turned-Human/Reploid companion is still slumbering, and reassured that he didn't wake her he goes to get dressed before making his way down stairs. On his way though he is stopped by someone Phasing through the floor in front of the Door as the tall man checks out the window "A full moon resides over us tonight." The deep voice manages to make the Spartan wary of the person as he glances over with crimson eyes shinning bright "A beautiful night for a feast." With a grin the vampire reveals his sharp teeth before turning to face the Ex-Marine with a simple look that seems to look through him and into his soul.
"Are you the one that runs every morning?" The simple question is answered with a nod causing Alucard to frown in distaste "Do not run today." The even simpler command catches John off guard as he wonders why on earth this undead creature wants him to not do his jog today "I can sense your elevated heart-beat from my room. With it happening so often I grow tempted to drain you of all of your blood. for your sake do not run toady." With the explanation done the Vampire sinks through the floor disappearing with his warning being his final words to the mortal man.
Considering what he was just told, and taking into account what he knows about Alucard the Ex-Spartan decides not to test his luck against a nigh invincible force of death as he turns back to go back up the Stairs. With nothing else to do the Ex-Marine returns to bed before falling back under the allure of sleep while his love snuggles up against him with a content sigh. Several hours later John awakens once more to find that Cortana has gotten up before him, and with the idea of getting back to his schedule he gets out of bed before heading over to his weapons. To his immense surprise he finds that all of them have already been taken care of along with being polished and shined, and to top it all off they have been organized based on the optimal range each one was able to kill someone.
A note on the top of one of his racks catches his attention causing him to take it off before reading it.
'Hey John!
You did quite a bit of things for me when I was in your universe, so in a small way to say thanks I decided to help you with your weapons. I hope you like the effort.
The former Solider that was ranked under you,
David Graves.
P.S. Also we had a bit of an accident in the gym earlier so it's out of commission at the moment. Sorry about that.'
Putting the note aside John looks at what should have been his time-consuming activity before locking his weapons back up. With nothing better to do he heads off towards the training room in the hopes of finding Slade, but upon entering the training room he sees Slade talking rather tenesly with a young man in a mask and colorful outfit. Getting closer he starts to catch some of the conversation "-orry Robin? I won't say sorry for what I did. I know it wasn't the best thing, but I don't focus on my past. Instead I will focus on my future, so you can either accept that and maybe we can make some progress or you and I could never do anything to fix what has happened." Hearing that the Spartan pauses for a moment as the former Boy Wonder looks to think deeply about this.
"I don't trust you Slade. Everything you've done to my team tells me that you are only trying to trick me once again." Thinking that would be the end of it the Ex-Mercenary shakes his head with a sigh as he starts to turn away, but Robin's next words makes him pause "But... I have learned from my own mistakes that sometimes a person just needs a second chance to prove that they are trying to change." Looking at the teen with his good eye Slade lets him continue "You may have done a lot of things that can only be considered evil, but you have also done things that could be considered heroic- even if they were for purely selfish reasons. With that knowledge I will give us a chance to forget and possibly forgive but," With a fearsome glare that could only be taught by one that has mastered the art of intimidating glares Robin delivers his warning "If you do trick me or my friends, if you should do the slightest thing in the wrong way I will take you down and then their will be no more chances."
Silence takes over the entire room as Slade looks at the teen before grinning slightly as he replies "Fair enough." With the simple yet powerful acceptance of those terms the two of them shake hands before the Ex-Mercenary is lead out of the room by the Titan Leader to somewhere while nodding in greeting at John. Now alone in the training room with his entire schedule been meticulously torn apart the Spartan hasn't the slightest clue of what he should be doing. With his entire day no longer having a direction the Spartan returns to his room to try and think of something he could do.
Sitting on his bed John stares off into the distance as he tries to think of something, anything to do, but his military orientated mind coming up with nothing that could actually be beneficial to his training. The gym is closed, his training partner is off fixing some sort of mistake he made in the past, his weapons are already taken care of and his jog could possibly bring the wraith of a blood sucking undead monster. Lost in his thoughts he doesn't notice that Cortana steps out of the bathroom wearing tight fitting jeans and a dark blue t-shirt until he feels her arms wrap around his neck from behind "Have you considered just relaxing?" She whispers into his ears causing a shiver that he can't explain to go down his spine in a very pleasant way, and as soon as the thought of how she knew what he was thinking about crosses his mind it melts away when she starts slowly kissing his neck.
For some reason he doesn't quite mind missing out in his training now as he starts to instead plan more days like this to take place over some of his training days.
Heh... I rather enjoyed this little chapter. I can only think of the Master Chief as being a stotic man of few words and many actions that focuses on training his body to the point of Exhaustion. Don't know why I just do think of him like that. So I thought that Cortana would play the role of the caring and worried girlfriend that manages to get everyone to help her in her efforts to get him to relax some (With some feminine charms thrown in as well).
Also I had no idea on how I should end this... it kinda came out randomly this way, but he'll it works for me! Like always, see you later! Bye!
~DeathOnWings1203~