The Chief walked into the warehouse were CPO Mendez stood there. The Chief was almost instantly assigned to the Tango Company. This wasn't necessarily a bad thing. The Spartans and Tango Company were always training together. It would only make his search easier.

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Colonel O'Donnell was on his way down to ONI castle base on Reach. He was there to check up on Doctor Hasley's Spartans. He was given orders to insure the future success of the Spartan program and to prevent casualties during the augmentation. His modified Warthog pulled up to the main gate. A man with rich brown hair and a close shave walked calmly up to the car.

"Welcome sir, could you please step out of the vehicle," the man said.

"What is the meaning of this? I have a very busy schedule," he said in an impatient tone.

"Just some new security measures. I am sorry for the inconvenience," the man replied.

O'Donnell got out and followed the man. They went inside the small building near by. The man closed the door on O' Donnell.

"What on earth," O'Donnell shouted," You better have an explanation…"

In an instant a sharp pike was driven through his head. Crimson liquid ran down as the man retracted the blade and knelt by O'Donnell body. He searched hi pockets and found a data chip and a sheet of paper with a pass code. The man slowly turned to a chrome color, changed in size and shape and took on the form of O'Donnell. He walked out the door and returned to the Warthog.

"What was that about?" asked the driver.

"Just a mistake. Keep going."

The driver shrugged and drove passed the entrance and into the base. The Colonel stepped out and walked toward the first door. He used his stolen pass code to get through and when it came time for the DNA test he killed the guards and used their blood to open the doors. He eventually reached his office un-detected. He got onto the computer and used the pass code to get into files on the Spartans. He then inserted the data chip into the computer and found all the profiles of the Spartans. He scrolled through them and stopped at one. It read, Spartan 117- Squad Leader. He opened the filed and a picture popped up. He printed out the picture and purged the computer files. He assumed his original form and began walking toward the exit. As he strolled to the main gate three guards stopped him.

"Hey, you're not authorized here," the first one said followed by the second one raising his rifle to his head.

"I am sorry, I was directed here from the guards up top. They must have made a mistake," he calmly replied.

"This is no mistake. You are in a restricted area un-escorted. You're going to have to come with us," the third one said.

As the third guard stepped over and reached out his hand the thing grabbed him by the arm kicked him up against the wall. The others gasped and fired a clip at him with their rifles. The thing absorbed the shots and fell to the floor. It then got up and quickly and finished them throwing them both up against the corner. He changed form and got passed the patrols. He had found his target, and nothing would stop him.

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The Master Chief took up a position near the center of the warehouse. Tonight the Tango Company was playing Capture the Flag. One of the other soldiers readied his rifle with narq-darts.

"Whoa, those freaks don't know what's coming. We'll beat em' easy," he said.

"Don't be too sure," the Chief replied. He remembered this mission.

The men took their positions and waited. Three hours had gone by and still nothing. One of the soldiers getting impatient got up. He grabbed his chest and crashed into the floor face first. The Chief ducked down and checked the man he pulled something out of his chest and looked at it. It was a long capsule with a short needle at the end. In an instant he recognized the narq-dart that Fajhad had modified for Linda. He ducked down as another flew passed him and pinged off the wall, centimeters away from him. He yelled to the others to find cover. Slowly he grabbed his fallen comrades arm and stuck it by the window. A second later another dart screeched by. The Chief never wondered what it would be like to be up against Linda.

He crawled past the window and asked for someone to bring him a sniper rifle with rubberized bullets. A man passed it to him and he slid by another window. He zoomed in to find Linda in a tree with James at the bottom with binoculars. He took aim for Linda first and gritted his teeth. He hated to do this, but he couldn't afford getting knocked out. He had to find his younger self. The soldier crawled up to him.

"Did you find them?" he asked.

"Yes," the Spartan replied.

"Well, then fire the damn rifle."

The Chief took aim.

"This is going to hurt me more than it is going to hurt you," he whispered.

The Chief pulled the trigger. A large crack echoed through the room and the Chief watched. Linda dropped her rifle and fell to the floor clutching her stomach in pain. James ran up to her.

"Did you get her?" a man asked.

"Yes," he said sadly.

Every one cheered and emerged from their cover. The man patted the Chief on the back.

"Man, you're the first one to ever get her. I'd say that that deserves some whiskey when we get back. What do you say," he said.

"Sure," he sighed," I just hope I didn't hurt her to bad.

"Ahh, she'll be fine," said another man as he reached for his radio.

The Chief tried to remember what happened next. He remembered how Linda was hit with the rubberized bullet. He just didn't know that it was himself who did it. A soft beep was heard in the room. The marines got up.

"Looks like they're in the field. What da ya say we have us a freak show," he yelled as he ran out.

The Chief remembered this part to. Red team distracted the Tango Company and green team mopped them up outside while blue team snuck out with the flag. The Chief snuck onto a catwalk and loaded three narq-darts into his rifle. He heard movement on the other side of the wall and crouched down. He saw three figures walk in cautiously. He recognized them as Kelly, Sam and himself. He took aim and fired. The narq-dart hit Sam and he fell to the ground un-conscience. Kelly and John hid behind a crate. The Chief directed his attention there. He saw a mirror come out of the corner. Kelly found him. John fired a narq-dart at him. It missed and hit a nearby wall. The Chief through a smoke grenade and fled from his position. He snuck through the smoke using his advanced vision and was able to plant a narq-dart in Kelly's back. He apologized quietly as he caught her fall and gently placed her on the ground.

The smoke cleared and the Chief was face to face with his former self. He got up and towered over John who was holding a narq pistol. The Chief dropped out his weapon and stuck out his hand.

"Wait," the Chief said.

John didn't listen. He fired the narq-dart at the Chief shoulder. The Chief grunted as the tranquilizer took effect. He felt nauseous and dizzy as he fell to the ground, but he refused to fall asleep. He pulled the dart out and wearily got up. John ran with the flag toward the door but dropped it in shock when he noticed he Chief standing up with a shotgun slung over his back. John ran toward the other door not heeding the Chief yelling for him to stop. As he turned the corner another man pistol drawn walked in. he had rich brown hair and a close shave and had his eyes locked on him. John turned around and ran the other way only to be greeted by the Chief with his shotgun drawn. The Chief recognized the live M6D pistol and immediately knew what was happening.

"Get down," he whispered to John.

John hit the floor as the Chief fired and eight gauge round into the man's chest. The man fell back and was rewarded with another shot in the face. It stopped moving. John got up and edged toward the Chief. The Chief walked up to the man and looked down. His chest had a large gap and his head laid in two smoldering pieces on the floor. A silvery metal was on the inside.

"Ohh, no," the Chief whispered.

The hole in he chest slowly closed and his head started to repair itself. John began to shake even more.

The thing opened its eyes and got up. It punched the Chief across the jaw and grabbed him. The two giants fought each other. The Chief head butted the man and punched it in the gut. The thing grabbed the Chief by the shoulders and threw him out a nearby window. The Chief crashed onto the floor. The man turned and followed John, who had already run out the door.

The man walked outside and saw John running across the field. Wasting no time he ran to the nearest warthog. The engine roared as he gunned the engine, kicking up dirt behind it.

The Chief got up and jumped in another warthog and followed. He managed to bump the other jeep slowing it down and giving some time to run. The Chief drove up next to the other warthog and jumped on, abandoning his jeep and boarding the other. He threw his fist at the driver and yanked him out. The man fell out and rolled down the road, shrinking away in the distance.

The Spartan sat down in the drivers seat and took control of the wheel. He followed John as he continued to run into the woods. When the Chief could not drive any further into the woods he got out and started chasing John on foot. He entered the clearing and sat down on nearby log. He took of his helmet and ran his hands through his hair. He looked out into the darkness of the woods were John was hiding. Any normal human would have missed him, but the Chiefs bio-engineered eyes didn't.

"Come out John, I see you," he said as he put his shotgun on the floor.

There was no response. The forest stayed still. The Chief looked around.

"Oly Oly Oxen Free," he whispered out.

A bush rustled as John emerged from the darkness drenched in sweat. He walked over to the Chief and stared.

"Who are you?" he asked.