Chapter 1: Spartans die. Guardians live again.
-Glassed wasteland, Reach-
Reach. Once the pride of the UNSC due to its resemblance to Earth, now reduced to nothing more than a glassed world at the cold ruthlessness of the Covenant armada. Billions died on this world, and the Spartans, the greatest super soldiers humanity has ever produced, were wiped out en masse.
There was basically nothing left… For most.
One Spartan died, fighting like he had in life… And now he would fight again.
A lone drone, white in color with orange tips on its shell and a blue optic, flew across the glassed lands as it explored several destroyed human structures. It scanned several dead human soldiers, getting negative results in return. Off in the distance, a Jackal sniper watched it through its scope, wondering just what it was doing.
"... No. Not there." The drone sighed as he continued floating around and scanning the corpses, coming across the particularly mangled corpse of an Elite Arbiter. Specifically one that had been twisted into a pretzel. "Ouch." He continued with a wince as he kept looking.
A few meters away from the mangled Arbiter, there was another Spartan. He looked like he'd seen better days, judging by the damage he'd taken before his death. The drone did a scan on him… and was rewarded with a positive result.
"Could it be? Is… Is it possible?" He gasped as he opened up his shell, his form coursing with the energy of life. "Found you." He said before slamming his shell closed–a wave of light blasting from him.
(Moments later)
The newly revived corpse of the human Spartan soldier slowly got to his feet, and was beginning to come to as his brain slowly came back to life. His limbs attempted to rid themselves of centuries of rigor mortis.
"Guardian? Guardian! Eyes up, Guardian!" The drone called, getting his attention. "It actually worked! You're alive!" He added. "You don't know how long I've been looking for you." He continued, before realizing the recently reanimated man's confusion. "Sorry, but anyway, I'm a Ghost. Well, your Ghost." The bot buzzed.
"Rgh…" The Spartan grunted as he popped his joints. "How… How long was I dead…?" He asked, wincing as he felt memories return to him.
They consisted of him fighting in vain to defend a doomed world before he too died. At least he died fighting…
"A very long time. You're going to see a lot of things you won't understand." His Ghost replied before a Jackal's cry was heard in the distance, causing the Spartan to snap his head in its direction along with his Ghost.
"We have to move. That sounded like one of those aliens I saw earlier." The Ghost said, before the guttural roar of a Fallen Captain came from another direction. "Fallen! This isn't good." He added as he phased into the Guardian's helmet. "Move. Now!" He prompted.
The Spartan's old instincts kicked into high gear and prompted him to start running,heading for an old shack that looked half wrecked like everything else on the planet.
There wasn't a whole lot that was of use in any form, so he had to make do with what he could get his hands on. Hearing footsteps come his way, he quietly moved to the doorway and waited.
A few moments later, a Jackal with a beam rifle came in and didn't see him. The Spartan quickly snapped its neck and grabbed the gun before the body even hit the floor.
"Nicely done." His Ghost commented as his new partner slowly left the structure, looking around warily. "We need to find a way out of here before we get cornered. Problem is, there's barely anything of use here." He stated.
"Then we'll have to improvise." The freshly risen Spartan muttered as he scanned his surroundings. As he kept moving, he was suddenly ambushed by a Fallen Dreg, who was promptly shot between the eyes for his trouble. "That was annoying." He grunted as he kept moving.
"There's likely going to be more. We should keep moving before they find us." The Ghost said.
"Who are you anyway?" The Guardian questioned, running forward, his Spartan armor having been reformatted by the drone into functional Titan Armor.
"Oh, sorry. My name is Epsilon." The Ghost explained as his Guardian used his boost jumping to get up a cliff. "What about you?" Epsilon asked.
"I can't remember much in the way of names. What I can remember is just a codename: Noble 6." The Guardian Spartan replied as he shot a Fallen Vandal in the head.
"Strange. You're not an Exo…" The Ghost stated in confusion. "Let's just go with Noble, then." He added.
"What's an exo?" Noble questioned as he unloaded his weapon at a Dreg on a pike, hurling at a Vandal and shish kebabing it–and then picking up the pike, and slamming it down on the faces of two Grunts.
"It's a type of robot that was created a couple of centuries back. Human minds in mechanized bodies. They can experience the emotions normal humans can." Epsilon explained.
"Sounds oddly interesting." Noble muttered as he decked an Elite in the face, the force behind the blow killing him on impact.
A few minutes later, he came across the corpse of a Brute Chieftain that had died due to circumstances that New Light wasn't remotely interested in. What he was interested in, however, was the Gravity Hammer that looked to still be usable. Without a second thought, he picked it up and gave it a few practice swings, nodding in satisfaction at how it felt.
"Hope you know how to use that thing…" His Ghost said as they reached what looked like an abandoned UNSC shipyard–which was currently a riot with Fallen and Covenant forces fighting each other.
"... Yeah, I think I'll just slip by amid the chaos and find a working ship." Noble muttered as he skirted around the fighting, killing any who were in his way. Eventually, he reached a ship that wasn't crawling with Fallen or Covenant, much to his relief since he had a way off this barren planet.
"Let me have a look." Epsilon said as he flew towards the ship–which was a UNSC Prowler–and scanned it. "It's been here awhile… Probably hasn't made a jump in centuries… We're lucky the Fallen and Covenant haven't completely picked it clean." He noted, scanning the thing.
"Can it head to other star systems?" Noble questioned.
"Yep. The slipspace drive is still in place, so we're golden." Epsilon nodded before a loud bellow was heard, alarming the duo. "I'll get the engine running!" He exclaimed as he went into the ship and started it up, the engines roaring to life for the first time in centuries as it hovered above the ground and lowered its ramp.
As the Spartan watched his ticket off of Reach hover, he was forced to turn around when he heard a thud land behind, and saw a Captain sized Fallen looking at him.
"Crap! Noble, run!" The Ghost called. But before the Titan could do so, the Fallen gripped his wrist.
It then raised a finger to its mouth and hushed him as it tossed something on the ground, causing a dome to surround them–cloaking them visually and audibly.
"Um… What?" The Spartan uttered in confusion at what was happening as he looked at the Captain.
The Fallen then pointed again with its upper arms to the ship, prompting the two to get into said ship–right as the Fallen and Covenant converged on the area and started looking for the source of the noise, but were finding nothing.
"Epsilon, get us out of here! We're bringing our new friend with us!" Noble exclaimed as he and his new Fallen companion got seated.
"Way ahead of you!" The drone exclaimed as he raised the ramp and flew the ship out of its hangar, much to the surprise of the two fighting factions as the ship flew off and left the planet.
(Later)
The Prowler was now traveling through Slipspace, its course set for Earth. As they flew, Epsilon decided to speak up.
"Why is this Fallen coming with us, exactly?" He questioned his Guardian.
"It helped us, didn't it?" The Titan stated. "Seems only fair we pay that forward." He continued.
"I can see your point." Epsilon conceded. "But the people of the Last City might not be the same way." He added.
"Last City? What the hell happened while I was dead?" Noble questioned in confusion as he took his helmet off.
He looked to be a man in his thirties with olive colored skin and short crew cut hair. Additionally he had a militaristically trimmed beard stretched over his chiseled and war wizened features. His brown eyes seemed to be in a permanent hard stare.
"I'll explain everything on the way." Epsilon explained as he and his Guardian turned to their Fallen companion who was now leaning on a control desk. "For now though, we should probably try to see who our guest is and what it–." He began before the four armed alien cleared their throat, lower arms folded as the upper arms moved aside the cloak it wore–revealing a very feminine figure.
"For your information, drone. I happen to be a woman." She hissed in a gruff, but also sexy, voice.
Noble didn't get a good look at her before with all the chaos going on along with the rush he was in, but now that he did, he could see clear as day that he did indeed have a female Fallen with him.
She had purple skin, four green eyes and a black exoskeleton.
Additionally, she also had on a jet black skin-tight body armor under flex plating, from what he could tell, as well as a large black cloak over her shoulders, the front of which covering the chest plate over her high DD to low EE cup breasts.
She had basic Fallen Captain armor and Noble could make out some kind of rifle on her back along with a pair of pistols and knives on her hips, which looked very suitable for someone of her stature. She also stood at a height of 6'9".
"Who are you?" Noble questioned.
"And why did you help us?" Epsilon added.
"Call me Texas, and as for why I helped you two… I really wanted to leave that glass ball behind. It gets depressing to wake up and be greeted by wastelands and ruins every day." Texas shrugged in reply, causing the Guardian and his Ghost to look at each other.
"She does have a point; looking at lands like that everyday is pretty damn depressing." Noble admitted.
"Considering what I saw while I was looking for you, I gotta agree." Epsilon nodded in agreement.
"I used to be part of the House of Wolves, but I was exiled. Then I stayed with the House of Devils, they didn't like me either. And then I tried my luck with House Exiles… and got kicked out again." The Eliksni woman sighed in agitation as she sat down.
"So now you're gonna try your luck with humanity?" Epsilon questioned.
"Yep. I know where a few stockpiles from my old houses are, so I have a bargaining chip up my sleeve." Tex nodded.
"Why were you exiled so many times?" The Titan questioned as he too sat down. Texas sighed as she filed her nails a bit.
"One was because I betrayed Skolas during the Reef Wars. The second was because I was stealing more Ether than I was allowed. Even getting myself a Servitor." The female Eliksni began. "And the third exile was done because… I had sex with a Guardian. Multiple times." She added. Noble just stared at her in shock at that last one.
"Uh… Why?" He couldn't help but ask.
"Apparently he was what you humans call a Spartan in his past life. I learned that I have a strong liking for them." Tex replied, sounding a bit embarrassed. "Exiles wouldn't hear a word of it, hence me being kicked out." She added.
"Uh, I may not have many memories right now, but I have enough to tell me that I'm a Spartan." Noble pointed out against his better judgment. "Should I be concerned for myself?" He asked.
"Nah. The Spartan I had sex with was one I let go free." The female Eliksni waved off before letting out a disappointed sigh. "Sadly, the other Exiles chased him off." She added solemnly. "Which stung, I really liked him." She amended.
"Sorry to hear that." Noble said as he put a hand on her shoulder.
"Thanks, Noble." Texas purred as she nuzzled her face into his neck.
'Oh jeez… This… actually feels kinda nice.' The reanimated Spartan thought, feeling a sense of comfort in her snuggling.
"Hey guys, we're about to come out of Slipspace!" Epsilon called, getting their attention.
"Better strap in." Noble muttered as he sat in the pilot seat and buckled up, Tex doing the same… Though it was awkward given that the seatbelts were meant for humans.
A few minutes later, they dropped back into real space in Earth's orbit and began their descent. It was new, seeing Earth for the first time like this, in Noble's case. Tex watched as they descended into the atmosphere and began flying through some stormclouds before being greeted by a large, walled city with…
"Is that a moon, or am I missing something?" Noble gaped as he looked at the gargantuan orb hovering over the city.
"That's the Traveler, let me give the low down on everything that's happened." His Ghost said as the ship started moving in to land…
(Later)
As the Titan and Houseless Eliksni jumped out of the Prowler's ramp to the ground of the Tower, needless to say they were met with some serious surprise by other Guardians in the vicinity. The surprise was mainly because of Texas being with him, but she paid them no mind as she and Noble went to the Vanguard hall.
"Okay, you'll want to speak with Commander Zavala. He's the Titan Vanguard and he makes sure all new Titans like you are integrated here." Epsilon explained.
"Noted." Noble nodded as they made their way to the man in question. As they neared Zavala, the Spartan noted his blue skin and heavy armor. He wondered what had happened to turn his skin blue like that.
The Titan Vanguard was quick to spot them and raised a brow when he saw Tex and noticed the lack of a house banner on her person.
"Welcome to the Last City, Titan. And I see you brought some unexpected company." He said.
"Don't worry commander, she's with us." Epsilon stated, bobbing over Noble's shoulder.
"I literally serve no House after my last three kicked me out." Tex chimed in.
"Your kind don't exactly have a… positive reputation, behind these walls." Zavala stated carefully. "How can we know you're on our side?" He questioned.
"You can't know. So you have no reason to trust me." The woman said matter of factly. "But, I do know where some stockpiles from my old houses are." She added, getting the attention of an Exo with a cloak.
"Sounds juicy. Mind sharing with me so I can get their locations distributed to the Hunters?" He asked, Noble noticing how aloof he sounded.
Tex folded her lower arms under her chest and held up a finger on her upper arms. "Quid pro quo, Vanguard. I give you the intel and my assistance, and you give me quarters in your city. How's that sound?" She stated, catching the attention of the Warlock Vanguard this time.
"It'll take some arranging, but I think we can work it out." The Exo nodded. "Name's Cayde-6, by the way." He added.
"Alright, then. Let's talk." Texas nodded as she began giving the Hunter Vanguard the intel she had while giving instructions to bring back one Servitor for her so she'd have a steady supply of Ether.
Noble, meanwhile, was attempting to get the starting gear Zavala apparently had for him.
"Hang on, I'll help you get that on." Epsilon told him as he helped his Guardian phase into the new chest armor he just received.
"Thanks." The Spartan Titan nodded in gratitude.
"Now, you'll need to go to Banshee-44 in the courtyard. He's the weaponsmith for everyone in the tower, so you'll get your weapons from him." Zavala told him before looking at his Gravity Hammer. "Or get a personal weapon modified, like that hammer of yours." He added.
"Noted." Noble nodded before turning to Texas. "Hey, Tex, I'm heading to the weaponsmith. You wanna tag along?" He offered.
"I'll join you when I'm done here. Go on ahead." She replied as she highlighted another stockpile for the House of Devils in the Cosmodrome for Cayde.
(Soon after)
Noble set his gravity hammer down on Banshee's table, causing the Exo to look it over.
"Looks old, before the Golden Age, maybe?" He noted. "Where'd ya find it?" The robot questioned as he took his tools and started tinkering with the weapon.
"On the same planet I was found on: planet Reach, which is a long way from here." Noble replied as he watched the Exo work on the hammer.
"Oh, that planet. Definitely before the Golden Age, then." Banshee nodded. There were some pieces of information that the Last City had managed to recover after the Collapse, and information on the Human-Covenant war was what they knew about the most. That included a bit about how Reach was once the pride of humanity. "What's Reach's condition these days?" He inquired.
"Still a glassed world, sadly." Noble sighed in reply.
"Shame. Would've enjoyed a trip there." The old Exo sighed in disappointment as he kept working on the hammer. "Okay, due to the way this thing works, it's gonna take me a while to get it modified. Speaking of, what kind of damage do you want this thing to dish out?" He asked.
Before Noble could even ask, Epsilon spoke up.
"A lot of weapons in the Guardians' arsenal deal different types of damage. They're Solar, Arc and Void. It helps to keep you ready in case you run into an enemy with an elemental shield." He explained.
"In that case, I'll settle on Void damage for this." Noble decided.
"Alright then. Let's get you back out there." Banshee nodded as he set an Auto, pulse, and scout rifle on the table, which was then followed up by a shotgun and a hand cannon. "Pick one, any one." The exo prompted.
Noble looked over the guns with an analytical look in his eyes. He may not have any memories of it, but he was more than certain his own body remembered things his mind didn't. It was because of that he picked up the auto rifle, since it felt right in his hands.
"Auto rifle, eh? You do seem like the type for that." Banshee mused as he put the rest away. "I'll send your Ghost a message when your hammer's modifications are done." He told him.
"Got it." The Spartan-turned-Guardian nodded before he left, his next destination: The hangar.
(A few minutes later)
Upon reaching the hangar, he went straight to the shipwright. Said shipwright was a blonde woman with blue eyes, Caucasian skin and a slim yet muscular build that came with being a mechanic. Her clothes consisted of a gray sleeveless top and matching pants along with a pair od black boots.
"Hey. You're the one in charge of the hangar, right?" Noble said, getting her attention.
"Yeah, that's me. Name's Amanda Holliday. Need something, Guardian?" She asked as she twirled a wrench in her hand.
"Just doing a checkup on my ship. You know–" The Titan said before looking at his Prowler, which was being tended to by the mechanics of the hangar with gusto. "–the big one there." He finished.
"Oh, so that's yours." She mused. "A lot of the tech is in bad shape, but the core parts are fine. Namely the engines and slipspace drive." She added before chuckling. "Didn't think there was tech like this that still worked anymore. Working on this is gonna be fun." She said with a grin.
"Anything I should be aware of? Additions to it and such?" Noble inquired.
"We're gonna get a transmat system installed on it, replace the old tech with some new stuff, and maybe modify the engines to take the fuel all the jumpships of today use." Amanda listed off. "That's not including what we plan to do about the other tech on board it." She added.
"Sounds like you and the other mechanics are gonna have the time of your lives working on it." Noble noted, spotting several of the mechanics smiling eagerly as they worked on the pre-Golden Age espionage craft.
"Yeah we are." Amanda grinned.
"By the way, I noticed there was a cloaking device on board. What are you gonna do with that?" Epsilon asked.
"Modify it with some more modern components to improve its effectiveness." The blonde told him. "Though in all honesty, it would go smoother if we had some blueprints of this beauty." She added with a sigh as she looked at the Prowler.
"Oh, I got you covered." The Ghost told her with an audible grin as he sent a copy of the blueprint to Amanda's datapad. The woman looked at it and grinned.
"All right! We'll get this baby purring like a kitten again in no time!" She exclaimed eagerly.
"Thanks, Amanda." Noble nodded in gratitude as he left the woman to do her own work.
(Later)
Not long after the newly minted Titan and his Eliksni companion had arrived at the City, the two had managed to settle in decently.
Trouble was though that the latter of the two was still given a wide berth by most of the non Guardian citizens and a very skeptical eye from the Guardians... Well, at least the younger ones.
Those who had fought in the Great Hunt alongside the House of Wolves–who were Kelled by Queen Mara Sov of the Reef–were more welcoming to the female Eliksni. It wasn't clear to Texas if they knew about her betraying Skolas during the Reef Wars or not.
Either way, she wasn't oblivious to the wariness she was given, and knew to keep her distance for the time being unless it was for business outside the City.
Right now, though, she and Noble were relaxing in their shared quarters after a long day. It had been a taxing trip to get from Reach to Earth for them, and top that with all the business they had to do, they were wiped.
They didn't say anything, opting to just enjoy the silence while they could.
Noble, however, had a fair bit on his mind. Apparently, from what he learned, when humanity had won the war against the Covenant (something he was relieved to learn), they had happened across the Traveler on Mars and everything changed for them. The lifespan of the average human tripled and previously uninhabitable planets became paradises. Mercury, despite its proximity to the sun, became a lush garden world.
Miracles had really happened after the war. Granted, there were still Covenant remnants that caused trouble, but still.
And then it all came crashing down. Hard.
Turns out, the Traveler had an enemy known as the Black Fleet. It consisted of an uncounted number of pyramid shaped ships that brought about the collapse of human civilization, and reduced them from an intergalactic empire to a single city fighting to survive.
The commander of the Black Fleet was never identified–as far as he could tell.
And the Ghosts were apparently the last creation of the Traveler before it went quiet. The Guardians were now humanity's sword and shield, thanks to the pseudo immortality they now had.
As the Titan continued to ponder the implications of the centuries that had passed after his death, his attention was eventually pulled away from this contemplation when he caught something out of the corner of his eye.
Specifically, it was Tex, she was busy trying to take off her armor. The four armed spider-crab woman sighed as she let the plating fall to the ground and the skin-tight body under armor sloth off her like oil off the branch.
This left her gray skinned body exposed to him, and since Eliksni were vastly different from humans, she went commando underneath her skin tight suit. Noble had to turn away to hide his blush since, for an alien, Tex looked extremely attractive.
The Eliksni noticed this out of the corner of her lower eyes as she examined herself in a nearby mirror. Her mandibles turned into a toothy grin as she held her plumb shaped ass with her lower arms and cupped her bountiful breasts with her upper arms.
"Wow, I look good." She chuckled as she looked herself over before letting go of her assets and turned to Noble, who was still looking away from her to hide his blush. "You don't have to be afraid of looking, you know." She told him shamelessly.
"I… but…" He tried to say, unable to find the words to respond with. The Eliksni woman still understood, though.
"I'm moving a little too fast, aren't I?" She asked with a small chuckle as she walked up to him. "It may not seem like it at first glance, but to me, what I'm doing is a gesture of trust." She told her Spartan companion softly as she sat next to him, placing one of her lower hands on his.
"I'm still fresh out of my grave, so trust isn't easy for me to give to anyone." Noble sighed, his blush fading as he turned to look his roommate in the eyes… Well, two of them, rather. "Don't expect me to trust you so easily. It's only been a day." He added.
"I know. The only reason I trust you this easily is because of that Guardian I told you about on our way here." Tex nodded in understanding. "But with how I helped you back on Reach, do I have a good start to getting yours?" She asked with a grin, causing Noble to snort.
"Yeah you do." He conceded.
"Good to know." The Eliksni woman chuckled. "Anyway, I gave Cayde a lot of stockpile occasions. Provided they haven't been moved elsewhere, the two of us will be hitting one of the Devils' and stealing what we can tomorrow, if you're up for it." She told him.
"That sounds like it could be useful." Noble nodded as he slowly eased out of the tension he previously had.
"Should be, it's pretty much where they keep a quarter of their resources." Tex chuckled. "So, is Noble a given name? Or was that one you had in a previous life?" She asked, crossing a leg over her other and rested her chitin plated cheek on a three clawed hand.
"It's a given name. I can't remember what my real one was, or if I even had one." Noble sighed. His memories covered a bit, but much to his dismay, his true name had been lost in his past life.
"Well that's depressing." Tex remarked with a sigh. "Moving on, though. Texas is only a name my previous Guardian partner gave me. My Eliksni name is Aphrodityss." She continued.
"How'd you get that name?" The Spartan inquired.
"It was given to me by Skolas after I became his chief mother, and this was before I betrayed him in the Reef Wars, mind you." The Eliksni woman explained, making sure to clarify when she got her name.
"Chief Mother?" The Titan questioned.
"Eliksni hatchlings are raised communally, and in each house there's one woman who watches over all of the other mothers and their clutches." She explained. "And typically, a Chief Mother is married to the House's Kell." She continued.
"Wait, you were Skolas' wife? Why betray him?" Noble couldn't help but ask in surprise, wondering what could've driven his partner to stab her own husband in the back.
"I wasn't his 'wife' per say. More like a concubine with a more permanent position." Tex stated.
"... It was because of the other Eliksni females you were surrounded by, wasn't it?" Noble asked flatly.
"Skolas was always pragmatic, I'll say that much." She nodded, filing one of her claws. "He liked to make it a point to be sure that his line was secure in several different areas." She added.
"I can see how that would drive you to do what you did: the whole situation made you feel like you weren't getting any true affection, so you decided to try and teach him a lesson." Noble noted, trying to see where she was coming from.
"Especially since I was the one keeping the other mothers in line and making sure that all the hatchlings–which half of were his–safe in the first place." The woman nodded.
"Yeah, not a situation I'd like to be in." Noble stated before he yawned. "I'm starting to get tired. Let's call it a night so we can be ready to hit that stockpile in the morning." He said, taking off his armor so he could sleep comfortably. He was left in his boxers, and Tex felt her face heat up when she saw all the muscles on his body along with the scars.
'Wow. Definitely a fighter, and a tough one, to boot.' She thought, her eyes giving her roommate's body a once over. "You know what…?" The Fallen female hummed. "I think I'll join you." She nodded.
Then both of them noticed there was one bed in the room. Before Noble could ponder sleeping arrangements, Tex laid down and dragged him into bed with her before draping the comforter over their forms.
"Don't question it. You'll stay sane longer." She told him, cutting off any protests or arguments he may have gotten.
Deciding to listen to her, and knowing that nothing sexual was happening, Noble fell asleep in his roommate's four armed embrace, with the Eliksni woman following suit not long after.
Tomorrow, he'd start his career as the Hyper Lethal Guardian.
ThermalsniperN7: Haven't done a Halo-Destiny crossover yet, so here we are. Since I can't get my groove for Hurricane Reaper back, this story will be its replacement. As you can see, even after the Collapse, there's still signs of the Covenant persisting on planets that used to belong to humanity, including reach. Since I'm aware of Prowlers not existing during the Reach debacle, just assume that the UNSC decided to build an outpost there after the war, hence why a Prowler was even there at all.
Dragon Emperor0: It'll be interesting seeing the Covenant being the subject of future seasons when the alliances are formed in Destiny 2. And I have a feeling that Noble and Aphrodityss here will be a big part of swaying the vote of the Eliksni in particular.
ThermalsniperN7: And before anyone asks, yes she's based on Texas herself from RvB, which means she also has a tendency to beat her enemies to death with their own skulls. We won't leave that detail out. And then there's humanity going from a full blown empire to a single city under the Traveler… Don't forget how The Witness can basically Thanos snap worlds and populations out of existence. It may seem like a weird explanation, but he's done bigger things, remember?
Dragon Emperor0: Paracausality, it's wild, man. And on top of this, expect a few other familiar characters to be made Guardians as well. And for Aphrodityss to get her freak on with Noble like she did with her previous Guardian lover. That'll be hot as hell.
ThermalsniperN7: And do expect some Forerunner based arcs to be involved. It's not Halo without Forerunner tech being included. Whether or not the Halos themselves are included is up in the air presently. Anyway, see you guys next time!
