DISCLAIMER: I don't possess legal rights to Halo or Daily life with a Monster girl.
Chapter I: Miia
"The devil put before me that I could not endure the trials of the religious life, because of my delicate nurture. I defended myself against him by alleging the trials which Christ endured, and that it was not much for me to suffer something for His sake; besides, He would help me to bear it."
-Saint Teresa of Avila
SUMMARY: War never changes, but war changes countless men. What if the war was over? Where would they make of themselves now that everything they become is over? What if... They were encountered by monsters? Would it bring dark memories of the past or bring brighter hope for the future? Also... does that woman have a snake tail?
War. It was something that made everyone tense. The mention of it would be unknown to some but heart wrenching to most. Especially those who took part in it. Many would die in battle, being remembered for their heroism, or dying meaningless deaths and being remembered for their cowardice. Some survived with horrid memories while most died with bright ideologies for their last thoughts.
War would never change.
But war would change Man.
In the distant future, mankind was almost wiped out. Numerous times in fact.
First it was aliens burning planets and eating its inhabitants, next was a wide spreading virus, finally a genocidal wannabe god.
Humanity faced it all... And won.
All thanks to Spartan-117. Better known as the Master Chief.
He had fought through it all with companions, enemies turned allies, and sheer luck.
Sometimes though, luck had something else in store.
John's nose scrunched up when he caught a scent of something that didn't agree with him. Whenever he was asleep nothing truly bothered him, but something fuzzy as brushing his nostril that smells fruity. He normally washed himself with standardized soap that didn't have much of a strong scent but not a bad one either. With his eyes still closed he took a deep inhale through his nose
Peaches.
All he could smell was peaches. The heavy fragrance of the fruit had woken him up and filled his mind with vivid images involving the fruit. Next he noticed there was the tight squeeze below around his waist causing him to emit a deep grumble in his mind. "Not again."
Opening his light blue eyes with bags under them, he glanced down and caught sight of red hair with two ears on each side pointing out. A small redhead. John's brows furrowed when he tried to move his arms but found them wrapped down by something warm and scaly, not to mention very heavy. He also took note that his legs felt like they were in between a pair of warthogs topped with a wraith tank. Considering he beat the cold metal tank with his fists, the feeling was entirely different.
He looked to his left on the dresser and glanced at his clock which read 8:02 AM in red coloring.
This was his life now, being a temporary resident for a monster girl.
A lamia to be specific.
One who liked to break in his room at night and spoon with him. While he used to be a light sleeper, he had been taking meds to help him sleep, nothing a normal person would take since his Augmentations would usually filter out anything within a few hours of ingestion. In fact it was impossible for him to get drunk.
Less than 4 months before John was battling for the Pillar of Autumn against the covenant with Cortana, next he was shot out of it in an escape pod with a handful of marines... Next here he was. Earth.
Not his earth though, a different one. While the current year and date was August 31st, 2552, just a day after Reach fell into Covenant control.
He could remember everything from that day like the back of his hand. Blue-Team fighting, Linda dying, the generators exploding, and arriving in the Autumn.
After entering the escape pod, it began to fall toward the unknown ring with the pillar of autumn close by it's side. Just as they were about to impact when the landing gear was launched too early, John passed out from the sheer velocity they were traveling at.
He woke up with a start but found out... Or Cortana, his artificial intelligence, told him that they never made the landing on the ring.
They were somewhere else completely. They were in a forest of some kind with rivers and trees. Besides that nothing out of the ordinary. Everyone onboard the escape pod didn't make it, and John left the area before the covenant could show up. After traveling the forest for 3 hours he came across an unwarranted power grid that gave him access to the internet...
Which was odd. First they landed on an unknown planet with the internet, next was Cortana being unable at first to link with it due to the overall age of the technology. which should have been ancient.
After a rather long trek through a few miles of open trees and unwarranted people along the way, they found themselves where they were hoping they didn't.
Earth.
But that was not what made John the most perplexed, but rather the time period that made his blood run cold.
2011.
Cortana estimated they had landed outside of Japan on one of the smaller islands. Not seeing anywhere to go for the moment, Cortana devised that they went into hiding for a while and figured out what their next move was. But when they came into the foreign country, John learned firsthand that this earth was not their earth through a chilling discovery.
Monsters.
Everywhere.
Almost every mythical species Cortana could list was their, living their lives like every other human on the planet. John and Cortana took refuge in an abandoned apartment where he could analyze his options, or for a lack of better terms his current status and how to work with his current predicament.
As of right now he was 540 years in the past with no means of transportation, or technology that could establish time travel. Not even a slipspace drive which wouldn't be invented for another 280 years. The only technology that was from their current time, or compatable with his own armor, was the escape pod with only a fair amount of ammunition from his own time. The CLASS-3 ENCLOSED HEAVY LIFEBOAT, or named the 'BUMBLEBEE' was an absolute wreck. The rear engine was fried, the rear air brakes were gone and John couldn't find them, and the central control system was damaged from the sea water and impact.
While he did have his Mjolnir and Cortana, there wasn't anything he could do.
He didn't have a slipspace drive or a single ship.
Not a single thing.
He was permanently stuck here while there was a war going on, killing billions of humans in the process
But Cortana, the fateful and bright perspective individual she was, thought it was time for John to temporarily retire from the war.
John rubbed Miia's head with his calloused hand and looked back up at the dark ceiling, wondering what his life had come to. Finding some of his strength through the sleepiness, he managed to pull one of his arms from Miia's constricting scarlet tail that seemed to consume him, and pulled his other arm out as well. Looking down at her wrapped around his waist he wondered what he could possibly do now.
"Need some help?" Cortana's voice said from beside John on a speaker, who nodded.
"It would be nice." He commented dryly. "Call it a hunch... But I'm getting a bad feeling."
"Like?" Cortana asked.
"Like I'm about to forget what I was doing today." Chief said as the grip around him grew tighter.
Cortana laughed a bit before saying. "I managed to write out your schedule for today... If that helps. Oh, and the laundry's done." Cortana said right before the dryers buzz rang down the hallway.
John nodded. "It does and thank you." He said as he pulled back but found Miia wrapping her arms around his waist even tighter... And this made her tail coil around him even more to the point he began to feel it. If it had not been for his augmented bones they probably would have shattered by now.
"You also have a voicemail from Mrs. Smith..." Cortana told him with a bit of disgust. Mrs. Smith was in charge of Miia's stay, she had practically dropped her in John's care just a few months after he landed here in this world. Apparently the Japanese government was trying to achieve a type of "trust" routine between humans and the monsters, and by trust that was making monsters and humans live with each other in the same household.
Unfortunately, from Mrs. Smith, it was his lucky day.
John almost refused letting Miia live here for multiple reasons, but Cortana wouldn't leave her, and she made sure John wouldn't either.
Mrs. Smith though was an odd one. She would make routine check ups on Miia and made it her goal to remind John not to partake in any sort of sexual activity with the lamia.
Even though they didn't understand the gestures at first.
John placed one of his hands on Miia's shoulders and shook her gently. "Miia, it's morning... And you're in my bed." John was about to add "again" at the end of his sentence but decided not to.
He would have to add more locks and protection to his room since it was becoming tiresome that Miia would easily break into his room in the dead of night without alerting either him or Cortana, and managed to get her hand around him without even startling him in his sleep.
She was very quiet...
Miia pushed John's hand away before muttering something incoherent.
John merely grumbled again. He was a hardened war veteran with a small amount of patience since seconds could change everything.
Miia felt the rubble from his muscled stomach and opened her orange eyes and felt something hard under her face. She smiled, revealing a couple of pure white fangs before saying. "It's always good to wake up next to my darling knight."
John in the meantime said calmly. "Miia... I've asked you for a week now to stay in your own room. If you need something then ask Cortana."
"But Cortana Isn't my dear darling, you are darling." Miaa used while rubbing her face into John's six pack. If there was one thing she appreciated more than John's charms, it was his monstrous build that turned men green with envy.
John could still hear Cortana laughing from the first time this first ever happened. Not only had it been humiliating, but nerve wracking too since he had no idea how to respond to it.
However, Cortana wasn't finding it all that funny but seeing it as a nuisance now.
John wouldn't admit it to anyone, but he had been suffering nightmares for the past couple of nights, and Miia near strangling him every night wasn't helping. Miia hugging his face while he was asleep equaled an elite trying to remove his helmet and bite into him. It was more than likely a minor case of PTSD he had thought of at first. But Cortana corrected him saying there was no such thing as a 'Minor case of PTSD.' She had even recommended a certain type of medication to help him sleep but he refused.
Miia's ears tucked back as she loosened her hold around John and yawned loudly as she stretched. Miia was a rather young woman, around 23 years of age with shoulder length red hair. She had a rather voluptuous and curvaceous body that women would have killed for, but a tail of a snake. She was also a bit perverted to the point she talked about having kids or taking part in steamy nights...
Namely with John behind his back.
Most men in their mind would jump the gun and start planning to take the opportunity of laying in bed with her, but there were two problems with this.
One was that it was against the law, and the penalty was prison time for the human, and
Second, was that John had really no interest or desire to start a family, or a relationship in that matter. He never had any formality with romance of the sorts. Just killing. He had friendships when he was a child training, partnerships when he was older, but never a serious stable relationship with anyone.
Miia broke the ice and said. "Oh darling, what would I do without you?"
"I don't know." John replied. "I need to go out and pick something up at the post office, can you watch over the house while I'm gone?" He was asking Cortana, not directly though.
"Sure thing darling! But I need something...too." Miia drifted off at the end.
"Yes?" John asked as he wiped his forehead. Being wrapped in Miia's tail was very warm. Since Miia was a cold blooded snake her body temperature was pretty high since she could stretch almost 20 feet.
"Well, It's been awhile since I've been shopping, and I can't go out alone?" Miia said while twiddling her fingers together. She looked rather embarrassed of asking John since she herself had a small amount of modesty, but a large amount of perversion as well. John may have had a repressed sexual drive but he could see it.
So could Cortana much to her chagrin.
"Why not?" John questioned.
"Just go with her." Cortana chimed in at the end making John sigh in defeat. While she didn't exactly, "approve" of Miia's rather scandalous affection, she knew the girl needed to go out and live like a normal person... snake thing... Cortana was still trying to comprehend the fact that Chief was living with a snake human hybrid.
Chief nodded as Miia unlatched herself from him and left the room. He'd have to bar the doors to make sure they were more secure.
First though, he needed a shower.
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The scorching water ran down John's frame as he stood alone in the shower.
He scrubbed the small portion of hair on the top of his hair before scrubbing his arms with the bar of soap.
His home was moderately large. Three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a kitchen and a living room. Comforted with a few closets as well. Some of the closets held his weapons that he had managed to scavenge from the escape pod while one closet held his armor.
No one knew of John's past. Not even Ms. Smith who was constantly visiting the house taking food, drinks, magazines, and even borrowing clothes.
As John turned the water off in the shower and stepped out, he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. He had to order the larger towels since his waist was easily the second widest portion of his body. He walked up to the steamy mirror and brushed a towel over it, giving him a view of his face.
He noticed that he needed a shave as stubbles of hair were growing around his cheeks and chin. He began doing so.
Until the door behind him opened and he felt a presence behind him.
"The door was closed for a reason." John muttered while hearing an inaudible sigh behind.
"I wanted to scrub my darlings back, it seemed nice." Miia suggested. She had even brought a luffa!
"Yes it is." John claimed as he turned around and got a view of Miia who was only in a single white towel that seemed too small to hide her curves. The towle was also soaked and left little to hide. It wasn't the first time Chief had seen her naked and it certainly would be the last.
Miia eyed John's form. Even though there were scars here and there, John had the absolute build of a bodybuilder. As a matter of fact the scars made him look more... Primal.
Miia licked her lips and said to John. "You know... They say stress decreases your life. I was thinking maybe I could get rid of some through physical release." Miia suggested while twirling a piece of her scarlet lox.
John raised an eyebrow. "I don't need the help, thank you though." John brushed off as he walked past her, not noticing her fume behind his back.
Meanwhile, Cortana was trying her hardest not to blow in a fit irritation.
AUTHORS NOTE: Tell me what you think. Review. This'll probably be the last Chief crossover that I do. I feel I need to take new roads with writing and find different universes to take on.
It has become a tough time as of now. I'm not sure how, but I've been feeling under the weather the past couple of days. Today was the worst Ive endured. I'm not fully certain but I may have contracted COVID19. There currently aren't any testing stations near me and I've shown all the symptoms for it. My asthma has been flaring up for two days and breathing has become a struggle. As of right now my breathing is stable but it's not easy, my throat feels tight and my chest feels heavy. Everything is sore. I know it'll be a difficult time but don't worry, just remember the following.
PLEASE DO YOURSELVES A FAVOR AND STAY HOME.
WASH YOUR HANDS.
THIS IS NOT A JOKE.