Chapter 1
This is a story of a spartan named Destiny.
I'll have to change some things around to fit her story in, meaning i'll have to alter some of the things that really happened in the game/book w/e. I hope you all don't mind!

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At the age of six, she too was taken by total strangers from her family, she would never see her home again, but she wasn't alone, many children of her age were taken as well.
The very day she would never forget, is when she was told by Dr. Halsey that she would never, ever, see her family again, never see her home, and never see her friends.
She would save humanity from a growing threat as well as the other children surrounding her. This was told in a large auditorium, no one cried, not a single soul spoke, lips quivered, but not a tear dropped, and then, for years they trained, and trained more.
Her physical strength increased, she learned more than ever by an AI named Deja, her teacher. Finally in her early teen years, her body was altered.
Biochemical's had been injected into her body to increase bone and muscle density, her bones were almost impossible to break, extreme memory and thought processes was another advantage the bio-chemicals gave her.
Many children did not survive the alteration, others were permanently damaged. It was unfortunate for she was one of those one's who couldn't go on to fulfill what they were trained for, her body was too weak, she had to be put on a breathing machine, in case her lungs would give out any minute.

"My name is Destiny, I'm going to tell you my story, what really happened, having this name, it spurred me on to never give up, and it all started when I was lying in the hospital bed..."

A large woman lay in a hospital bed she was easily 6' 8" tall; she had been there for the past five years. She would get her daily baths, her breakfast, lunch, and dinner, with the help of a wheelchair and a few nurses.
Many times, she found herself sitting up in bed, looking through an album of all her accomplishments, one thing she treasured the most was a picture of all the children of the past, the people who were closest to family. A tear fell on the paper; she whimpered and set her hands over her eyes as she began to weep silently.
Outside, the moon let its white glow caress her body, she never had the lights on at night; she could see in the dark, with or without the moon. Destiny, had an urge to rip out all intervenes needles from her body, but in her weak, pathetic state, she would probably die.
Weak.
Pathetic.
Destiny was no longer crying but shaking with fury, she would never have the glory in fighting against a real enemy. Regaining her composure, she sat back, relaxed and took a deep breath, she had to believe in order to survive, maybe luck will keep her alive, yeah, luck.

For several months, Destiny began feeling better.
There was no really good way to explain how better she was feeling, other than the doctors checked the stabilization of her organs, and all were healthy, a minor bowel problem and her eyes became red, but that was it. Slowly she began to use her muscles again, she learned to walk, and she began taking morning jogs.
Doctors conclude that she was a slow healer to the chemicals, while the other surviving Spartans healed in a month or two, it took her five years.
And all I did was believe in myself, it is my destiny to become who I was meant to be
She told herself over, and over again, the same thing, until a year later, when she was as healthy as a Spartan could be, she could leave.

Walking down the hygienic hallways of the hospital, she kept little attention to her as possible, though that was hard to do.
Almost seven feet tall, she easily towered over all others heads. People stared, others narrowed their eyes, some knew what she was, others didn't.
Destiny was classified as a freak, just because of her past, starting at the age of six, and what other Spartans wore, the MJOLNIR armour, claimed to look like Greek warriors, some people showed Spartans respect, others just despised them.
Destiny ignored all malicious and confused gazes, her ice blue eyes stared straight ahead. She suddenly stopped.
Dr.Halsey, she was there, accompanied by another man, he looked familiar...
No, I can't talk to them, not now Destiny turned into the woman's bathroom, right when Dr. Halsey looked over her shoulder.

Dr. Halsey narrowed her eyes and corrected her glasses, then returned her gaze to the nurse behind the desk
"ah yes, that patient is just in room fifty-seven." The nurse looked the two over
"and how do we get there?" asked the man
"just go down that hallway to your left, and then you'll find it on the right side of the hall." "Thank you." Dr. Halsey pulled Captain Keyes along with her "Never did I think she would make it." She sighed Keyes grunted then smirked "she's a Spartan, I'm not too surprised."
Dr. Halsey kept silent.

As they strode on past, Destiny poked her head out, finally stepping out she headed at a quick pace towards the exit.
She held her breath as she went through the doors, she then paused as she saw many soldiers running by, some carrying equipment, others carrying messages for the higher ranking officers. She went back into the hospital and slumped against the wall. It's been five years, she finally just stepped outside the hospital, and she was about to leap into battle with what they call Covenant. She was given information while stuck in the hospital bed.
Video feed from Spartans helmets, one from Spartan 117, John commonly known as Master Chief.
Was she ready? Of course! She squelched the thought and went back into the hospital. Summoning the elevator, she stepped inside.
She was sure people needed the elevator, but never wanted to go in this one with her.

Upon reaching the roof, she saw the pelican sitting on the launch pad.
There stood a marine guarding it. Destiny walked towards him, he took a step forward to block her passage but paused, looked her over, then stepped back.
"You are free to go in ma'am." She nodded and stepped inside the Pelican.

Dr. Halsey furiously looked at the doctor "She was here? Than explain why the bed is empty." She growled
"I'm sorry Dr. Halsey, she really was here I just couldn't tell you what happened to her." the doctor of the hospital shakily replied
Dr. Halsey stormed out leaving Captain Keyes behind

"Doc-"Keyes went after her
"Come on, let's go, we'll find her." He hesitated, looked at the bewildered doctor left in the room, he apologized and quickly followed Dr. Halsey
"With all due respect ma'am, I don't think that outburst was necessary."
She stopped at the elevator, the doors hissed open they both stepped in.
"I told the doctors and nurses to keep a close watch on her, Desti-"she paused and corrected herself "Spartan 109 is like a lone wolf. She prefers to be alone, running off when she has the chance."
Keyes kept his gaze straight as the elevator halted "Do you know why she's like this?"
Dr. Halsey shook her head slowly "no, but if it goes too far, there could be problems."
The doors parted and allowed them to continue on their walk to the Pelican
"You said we would find her, exactly how are we to do that?"
"She'll come to us." Dr. Halsey replied
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I'm very pleased with this Halo fic. but please, don't flame me too much. I don't have the game for XBOX or PC, all I have are the books, so its not like I have too much to go on.
Please R & R!
- Skye