Halo 2: Judgment day

The Master Chief looked around in the Forerunner ship. The walls were silver and black inside not the usual purple and blue alloy the Covenant seem to prefer. Never mind that. He had finished his mission

He had made it a bored the ship just fine and then made it to the bridge. He killed all of the honor guards and then Truth. The room was now empty save for the sprawled body and purple black blood that was all over the floor slowly coagulating around his boots.

"Something is not right", he thought. He didn't know what he succeeded the prophet is dead but he knew not to ignore his sense of danger. He slowly crept around the room Carbine raised looking for any signs of danger. In an instant an ominous beeping was heard repeating it self constantly and getting faster.

The Master Chief turned around to see a display flashing. It appeared to be some sort of a timer.

"NOT GOOD", There were only two possibilities. One it was a normal ship function or two it was a self-destruct countdown. He really hoped it was the first.

"DEMON", the deep voice echoed through out the bridge. The Chief turned around to see a brute still alive after the massacre spiting on the ground in front of him.

"You will not escape this time, Demon"

"Escape what", the Chief took a few steps closer. The Brute merely laughed and had no intention of telling him what.

"ESCAPE WHAT" the Chief said with even more anger. The Brute didn't say anything. The Chief then un-shouldered his weapon and aimed at the Brutes head.

"I'm only going to ask this once more" slowly squeezing the trigger " escape what"

" I am not afraid to die" the Brute said with another chuckle.

At this point the Chief had it. He fired the carbine into the Brutes kneecap. The bolt of radiation penetrated the bone and resounded wit h a satisfactory crack and scream.

"Once again, escape what"

The brute stopped screaming and weakly began to speak.

"The slip stream generators are active. They are ready to fire"

"Fire where" the Chief asked a little worried about an uncoordinated slip space jump.

"Any were" the Brute replied with a spike of malice in his words.

The Chief fired another shot into his other knee. The Brute erupted into another scream gasping and cursing in his own language.

"I am starting to lose my patience," the Chief said even more imposingly.

"Any were…. any time…and any dimension"

The Chief's eyes widened, hidden under his visor of course. Slip stream scientists have mentioned strange things about slip space being a path way into other worlds, but no human ship has every experienced that…of course this is a Forerunner ship.

He quickly ended the Brutes misery and ran back to the panel. The beeping was now louder and faster. The Chief franticly looked for some deactivation switch but in vain. The Chief was not a captain. He didn't know how to pilot a large vessel let alone a Forerunner one. If only Cortana was there. She would have known what to do, she always did, but she wasn't here.

The timer stopped sounding. The Chief looked out and saw space start to ripple slowly. Then I white flash went off and the ship jolted knocking the Chief to the ground. The Chief felt the acceleration start, steady and then slow down launching the Chief forward.

As soon as he regained awareness of what just happened he looked out side. He saw a planet about the same size as earth that he was slowly drifting toward. The planet was unusually darker and occasional flashes appeared on the surface. He then realized it was earth when he saw the moon and then the sun. However, there were other problems now.

The ship started to accelerate as it entered the atmosphere. Waves of heat enveloped the ship as it fell. He was going to crash land. Soon his suit displayed a temperature warning as he tried to gain hold of something. He soon felt searing pain in his body and fell unconscious.

The ship fell crashed into the surface, skid 3 miles losing parts and then stopped. Slowly beginning to catch on fire.