Spartan III: A Hero Returns

Wasp stepped into the MJOLNIR II armor. It fit like a glove. It is almost like the UNSC knows every thing about him. He wasn't surprised. If they already found out his real name, they probably know everything about him. As the suit automatically closed and sealed around his body, a hydrochloric gel filled up around his entire body. It kept him from killing himself with his own strength. It also protected him from any plasma fire that managed to get through the outer layer of alloy. He doubts that will ever happen.

As he walked back down the white hallway to the training simulator, he noticed something weird. He looked down at his armored hand through the visor and saw that his armor turned the exact shade of white as the hallway. No scientist noticed the seven-foot tall, half-ton man walking down the hallway. When he reached the training simulator room, Carl was waiting for him.

"Hello Wasp.", he said.

"How can you see me?", Wasp asked.

"The armor senses any strong feeling of emotion and goes to its neutral color of steel. Your anger against me from before probably triggered its change. You can never seek up on me.", answered Carl.

"And I was just about to have fun with this too.", said Wasp.

"I know. Please step into the simulator.", said Carl.

Wasp stepped through the door and was immediately transported to a green field between two mountains. He was in a valley. He looked up and saw another piece of land that curved around and joined his. He feels like he has been here before and then it hits him. He is on Halo…

All of a sudden he realized he was out in the open. He ran for some trees and hid behind their trunks. His armor turned brown as he holstered his rifle.

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What was that sound? He looked through the scope of the sniper rifle's scope and aimed it at the nearest hill. A group of Elites charged over the hill readying their energy swords.

"Find the Demon in the name of the sacred ring!", said the Elite with the golden armor.

"Fight till the death and you will be-", before he could finish his sentence a sniper bullet caught him in the throat leaving him gurgling on the floor. The Elites took out their plasma rifles and looked around them, trying to find the camouflaged "demon". Another shot echoed through the canyon but no Elite fell. Confused, they looked around and noticed that a lone plasma grenade had been knocked off one of their belts. The grenade exploded leaving no casualties but all decapitated or unconscious. One Elite awoke from his unconsciousness to find himself staring into the face of Wasp. The Elite went to go for his energy sword but realized he couldn't. He looked down at his torso and saw that the explosion mangled his arms. The last thing the Elite saw was Wasp holding his active energy sword and bringing its energy onto his face. Wasp inactivated the energy sword and stuck it in his ammo belt as if nothing happened. He walked away looking for his next prey. His camouflage activated and he disappeared into the green of the field…

"Wasp can you hear me", voiced Carl over the suit's communication channel.

"Loud and clear", said Wasp.

"I'm picking up marine distress calls from a nearby structure. You better check it out." , said Carl.

"How are there marines in a training simulator though.", asked Wasp.

"I'll talk about that la-"

"This isn't a sim' is it.", said Wasp.

The comm. link went dead and Carl did not answer.

Wasp turned around and saw what was causing the channel's disturbance. Two Banshee fliers were inbound on his position and started to fire their plasma.

"Bring it on", said Wasp as he fired two shots from his sniper.