Prologue

Chris ran downstairs, he almost got bored being back in the "normal" world he felt more relaxed in a fight. Everything follow rules then, everything worked the way they were supposed to. He started up the Halo 2 game again. Again he play the first level. Too easy he put it up to hard. Still to easy, put it even harder. It showed a little challenge. He put it on the next level. He wondered if he could go back in. He watched the load screen, no luck it loaded fine.

"But I already played that one. I need to be... Here!" He picked the last level on which it was possible to be a spartan. He picked up the helmet and put it on his head. The load screen came up. Chris started counting.

"One two three four five." The screen was loading. Suddenly, the level started but Chris wasn't in the game, he was still at home. He wanted to go back badly. He figured he'd give up. Chris scrolled down to the last level where you had to be the Elite to defeat the brute. But suddenly he saw something he'd never ever seen in all his time of playing the game. There was another level. One that was new, brand new.

It was two words. Two simple words. Chris didn't hit it for fear of it not being real. Chris started laughing for happiness, he scrolled down and punched the last level.

It said, "Spartan 106." This time no loading screen came up. Chris was automatically flung into the world. He didn't care where he appeared.

For a moment all Chris could see was a impossibly bright light, but then his visor came into focus and a smile game to his lips. Chris looked down at his body, seeing the Spartan armor he smiled. He got up and looked around, he saw what look like a human made, earth city. Several men were standing around firing at groups of energy shields behind which was Elites and grunts. Chris ran up to a figure he knew well.

"Spartan 117! Spartan 106 reporting for duty sir!" John turned at his words, the assault rifle in his hands was suddenly pointed at Chris's head.

"Chris died, I saw him die. Who the hell are you?" Chris, in answer removed his helmet.

"I wasn't going to let you have all the fun."

"How did you get back here, you died."

"No, I went back to my own time then simply found a way back to this time." Chris explained.

"Your own time? This was new. What does that mean?"

"I was from the year of 2006." Chris said.

"Really? So, how did you get here?" John asked.

"I think it was from a television."

"I didn't know they could do such things." John said.

"Normally they don't. But don't worry about it. Orders sir?" Chris asked.

"Pick up that," John said pointing at an assault rifle. "And kick ass."

"Sir yes sir!" Chris said and readied the rifle and fired with perfect aim past the shield bringing down an Elite and two grunts. Chris was back where he belonged.