The Master Chief woke up in a dark room with a single light in it. His head was throbbing but he had learned long ago to ignore pain. He saw something touch his arm and stung. It was a human (thank God), presumably a nurse or medic. He then saw to guards at the door. He tried to get up realizing that his armor was off and he was in a medical room.
"Just relax sir, you were hurt badly", the nurse said as she dabbed some alcohol on one of his wounds.
"I'm fine"
The Chief got up and started walking for the door. The guards motioned him to sit down. He sat down on the make shift medical table. He noticed that the room was not very clean. There were cracks in the ground, exposed plumbing and rubble everywhere.
"Alright you seem okay, just take it easy"
The nurse handed him some clothes and told him to change into it. He went to the corner of the room and changed into what appeared to be a uniform. He then went to pick up his armor, which was carelessly thrown on the floor. The guards quickly stopped him and said,
"Your not gon'na need that"
The Master Chief didn't like to be separated from his armor but the guards sported the same weapons that the thing that attacked him did so he did as he was told. He walked through the door escorted by the two guards. As he walked down the hallway he saw more of the soldiers marching around in tattered uniforms across the ruble in the base. He noticed children hiding in corners afraid of what might happen next. After walking through the horrifying scene he reached two doors. The doors opened and led to a makeshift meeting room.
On the other side of the table was a man in a military uniform. He wore had an insignia that said "Conner" on it and a scar that ran down the right side of his face.
"Please sit down", he said, "Make yourself comfortable, I have a few questions to ask you."
"Well I have a few questions for you as well", the Chief replied.
"Very well I will ask you a question and then you can ask me a question and so on so forth."
"Fair enough", the Master Chief replied with a grin.
"Okay let's start with the basics. What is your name?"
"My name is Spartan- 117."
"Very funny, I mean your real name"
The Chief replied with the same answer. The man looked a little confused.
"Well were I come from we don't name people with numbers. Is there anything else we can call you?"
" You can call me Master Chief or Chief for short"
"Chief, that sounds good, from now on you're the Chief"
The Master Chief replied, " Okay now its my turn, who are you"
The guards started to laugh hysterically four a while. The Chief didn't seem to get what was so funny.
"You have not heard of me at all", the man replied shocked, "I am John Conner"
"That doesn't mean anything to me Mr. Conner"
"Trust me, soon it will", the man replied with a grin.
"Now its my turn. What were you doing out there by yourself fighting a T-800 with your fists?"
The Chief replied, " What is a T-800"
The man's face got a little more serious," All right this was funny for a while now, but I am starting to lose my patience. We saw you out there alone. Now I want the truth."
The guards leveled their weapons at his head.
"WHERE YOU CAME FROM!" The man yelled.
The Chief considered telling him what happened, but stopped.
What if this is a covenant trick, the Chief thought, What if they are trying to get their hands on human Intel.
"No", the Chief replied gravely.
The guards put the barrels of their weapons to his head. The Chief responded. In one fluid motion he got up grabbed the first guards weapon twisting it out of his wrist and in the process breaking it. He ended him with a finishing punch to the gut that sent him flying into the wall…ten feet away. John already had pushed a panic button. The other guard didn't wait for the Chief to go for him he fired one shot at the Chief and missed. The Chief turned around and fired three shots at the guard's head killing him instantly.
The Chief than pointed the chair the man was sitting at. He wasn't there. The doors slid open and four guards ran in and surrounded him.
"Freeze, you son of a-"
"That's enough Hendricks", the man said cutting him off.
He walked up to the chief wit ha pistol in his hand.
"Good night", he said as he pistol wiped him across his head knocking him out.
He then turned to his soldiers
"Lock him in cell C, do whatever is necessary to get him to talk."
The soldier saluted and then dragged the Chiefs body away.