Hey, everyone reading this for the first or again I want to say thank you for reading especially all that is still here, sorry I have been gone I have been busy with life but also wanting to make this story better. Don't worry the story is not drastically different so I hope you enjoy it. Also, the art is done by my friend Lyubi_Zoisite who you can find on Twitter check his work anyway onto the story.

Chapter 1 Ghost of Reach

On a tropical Planet was what the Director could find out about this planet in question was a planet used as a hunting ground for a hunting race called Yautja also dubbed by most humans as Predators. But the Director was not here for those ugly mother fuckers, no he was here for the being that scared off the Predators from this planet that belonged to them for many generations. They stopped in front of their destination.

"Sir should we breach the fortress and take him by force?" a clearly experienced soldier of war wearing ODST armor that was painted blue with many explosive rounds for his grenade Launcher which was one of those revolver-type versions able to fire many grenades before needing to reload explosives. He along with the other soldier examines the entrance of once abandoned Fortress but now taken over by the one they seek.

"Negative Florida. Others have tried the same idea and it seems clear why that option is an unbeneficial route." as the director gestures to the helmet resting on Pikes along the wall. Likely the blood of owners splattered on it. Also the director could see Booby traps in any possible way to get over the walls of his makeshift fortress. He was as good as the Director had heard about the Oni Reaper.

One soldier was not watching his step as his foot hit a tripwire and a small lodge of wood sprang up with spikes that pierced the guy right into the dick.

"AWW FUCK! Whose the fucking dick sucker to have a trap that goes for the dick!" The soldiers were in a mix of shock, horror with a pinch of laughter at what happened to their brother in arms.

"Come on Billy you will live-" they heard something soaring through the air and landing right into the throat of the now dickless soldier. Scaring all the soldiers makes them retreat to cover from any other follow-up shots.

One of the soldiers finally got the confidence to see what killed their dickless man and was shocked to see it was an alien-style arrow that hit him in his neck silencing him and finishing the job. This soldier could keep track of gunfire pretty well but this arrow he did not see coming even though he was facing his wounded brother in arms.

"Speak now before all falls to silence."

The soldiers looked around for the speaker but saw nothing and could not detect his current location if he was stupid enough to stay in one spot after just speaking to the enemy. Florida decided to speak since he was the captain of this operation.

"Spartan B312 we came to request your services." Florida examines the fortress for any sign of the spartan while he waits for a response from him.

Almost a full minute of silence went by before another arrow flew through the air and hit another White soldier but time in his leg.

"AW FUCK MY LEG!" as he fell on her back grasping his leg in pain while the other watched in horror.

Florida and the Director picked up that the Spartan purposely missed the Soldier's Achilles Heel making the leg useless. How they knew he missed purpose, well he was mere centimeters away from the target. Director decided it would be best to be honest for once, unless he wanted to lose any more men. He hopes out of the Warthog and faces the entrance of the Fortress and says out loud so the Spartan can hear.

"I Came to you asking for you specifically because my wife is from the same clan as you, the spawns of Vermiculo." Director faced the fortress waiting for any sign of movement within.

The doors of the fortress opened and out came what could be considered a giant of a man. Fitting for a Spartan. His helmet was a Mark V Beta with UA/Hul Attachment, the visor was a black color making it impossible to see his face within the helmet. He had ODST shoulder pads while on his left wrist a custom modified Tactical Tacpad and also had on his chest an HP/Halo. On his waist was UA/Nxra helps boost his defenses but also holds a retractable knife to help in stealth takedowns. The Spartan's armor was a dark black armor with his secondary color was a blood red fitting for someone who can be considered ONI most prized Spartan. In his hands was an alien like bow likely from a Predator he bested in combat.

"Damn I thought he would be-"

"Bigger Really dude?" sounding annoyed with his fellow soldier to think a Sparta would be the size of your average Joy.

"Smaller. I knew he would be big but not this big." as he looked at the one that got annoyed at him for no reason really.

The Spartan walked to the director to get a closer look and did not look like anything special to him. After a long pause of silence, the Spartan asked an important question to even trust the director.

"Show me the Mark of Crimson," he commanded, which worried the other soldiers to aim at the Spartan but the Director extended a hand to calm his men.

The Director pulled out from his pocket a metal piece that was painted red. The piece was in the shape of a sword that was very wide. The sword belongs to the legendary Vermiculo also known as the Crimson Slayer. The director put it away and waited for a response from the Spartan.

The Spartan lowered his weapon to show he was no longer going to attack, for now. "I guess you came here not to just say high?" the Spartan was still suspicious of their intentions here to see him.

The director knew he was treading on not solid ground yet with a person that could punch his head off and use it to kill all his men, at least that's what the myths say of this demon.

"The Simple answer is I need you to help train my agents. After all, you are one the most effective Spartans they had." Director could not read his thoughts or his facial expressions, "I only take the best of the best in my Project."

"Name?"

"It's named Project Freelancer." The name took the Director embarrassed for a long time to come up with the name that UNSC accepted.

The Spartan stood for a moment staring at the director slightly freaking him out but then turned around and headed to the entrance of his fortress. All we're waiting to hear what his answer was?

"Give me some time to get my things I can't leave here unchecked."

The director nodded giving a hand gesture to his man to stand down and prepare to head out until he glanced back at the Spartan and said.

"I'll send a Pelican to pick you up in a few hours. Is there a place inside big enough for a Pelican Mister Hicks-"

Shattering of glass was heard as the Director saw an arrow landed in one of the Warthog's front lights and had an arrow through them.

"Just call me Six. also yes there is one." as he closes the entrance of the fortress and waits for the Pelican to arrive so he can see what the hell he was going to get into with Project Freelancer.

Noble Six sits on a rocky piece next to a large chest full of his stuff, some good some he's not sure why he keeps outside to taunt himself? Noble Six sometimes questions if he is even sane anymore. While waiting he tinkers with his Magnum which once belonged to noble two Kat and has been customized to better suit Six's needs. After getting bored with the Magnum he put it on his hip and pulled out the Kukuri of Spartan three Emile. He kept it sharp since he knew Emile never liked it to ever get dull unless it's broken and unusable.

The sound of Pelican entered his ears as he knew they were about to land in a few minutes so he got up and took one glance around to make sure he got everything and was leaving his home for a few years he would leave in decent shape. Six looks up and sees the Pelican preparing to land in the open area of the fortress.

Six still had his bow and quiver on his back in case he needed it, can never be two safe he likes to reference. Once fully landed the Pelican entering ramp lowered and Six wasted no time to get inside.

"Welcome aboard edge lord. Is your name Six?" The Spartan did not respond as he dragged his case inside and examined the interior of said Pelican. "I ask you question dirt back if you don't answer soon You'll-"

"HEY, Mister Edgelord. Is your name SIX!" Six just toss his box into the Pelican and head inside the ship where she could hear his heavy steps on the metal floor. "HEY SPEAK NOW OR YOU'LL-"

She was stopped when she glance and saw how fucking huge he was and terrifying in his black and red armor. She was about to apologize before he beat her to it.

"Rip your head off and place it on a pike outside. We got an understanding?" he looked down at her with a look she can only guess was scary, since it was making her shake in her boots.

The Pilot nodded as she remotely closed the back door of the aircraft and prepared to take off into the great beyond She kept glancing at the Six to see if he was doing anything but he seemed to be sleeping due to him seating without moving or making a sound. She decided to have a conversation with him to pass the time on this long flight through the stars.

"So you can call me Four Seven Niner." she looked at him for a response and all she got from Noble six was a hand glance in her direction, which she took as a sign to continue. Niner decided to continue to share a bit of information about herself.

"My mom got around though people wonder if she was part bunny." she chuckles at her joke but clearly Six lack of response must have no personality. "I have sixteen other sisters and a single little I catch up with my sisters most were either Scientists, housewives or got killed likely abusing drugs. As for my little brother, I think he's going to high school. I hope he does well when he's well special."

"You seem not distressed about some of your sister's death?" niner turns to Six curious why that's the thing that got him to talk with her.

"I guess it's due to it happening a while ago, also they are bitches so kind of got what they deserve. Especially when they try to get Micheal addicted to drugs."

Six nodded and looked where they were going as their destination was in his sight. It was a Frigate though Six could not tell the exact class. It looks like it's either a Paris class or a Charon Class. Six left the passenger seat and prepared to get off the Pelican while Miss Niner prepared to land her baby.

She parked in her usual spot in the docking bay of the Mother of Invention and Six wasted no time getting out as soon the ram started to lower. Six with his box in hand saw many white armored soldiers doing stuff like moving cargo, checking out weapons to make sure they were functioning effectively. Six landed on an African man with brown eyes in the same attire as the Director.

"So you must be Noble Six. I must say it was quite an interesting read over your profile." Six walked to who he guessed was the Director second in command, "my name is Counselor. Come with me sir." Gesture Noble six to follow him further into the giant ship.

Six examine his surroundings. The ship was well kept but was clearly not the most high-grade ship in the UNSC as a whole. The counselor kept reading Six's profile but so much was clearly taken out due to keeping some of their dark Secret out of prying eyes. But the Counselor wanted to learn more to help the director in his objective.

"Mister Six you mind me asking you some quick questions before your test." Six glanced towards the Counselor but did not say a word to him so the Counselor just took his silence as a yes so decided to just get on with it, "I wanted to know about how did you get off Reach? All sources that talk about the events of Reach say you stayed behind and died by the Covenant forces?"

Six pauses and seem to have crashed like his .exe has stopped working. The counselor was about to ask him once more but then suddenly.

"I just did." Six answers like he just got broken out of a train of thought and head to the round door and finally enter the training room and see what he is going to face in that room.

"It will be interesting to see what makes that Spartan tick." The counselor said as he walked down the hallway towards where the Director is to watch the rounds Six will have to endure.

When he entered he saw in the center of a room was clearly a female soldier, due to her thinness and plump butt he could not deny. Her armor color was cyan color and her main armor was the mark six version namely in wrists and legs. Her chest and shoulder were the Recon set of armor, however, her helmet was not Recon but the rogue helmet. When she finished stretching her head turn to face him and clearly had some confidence in her steps.

"So you're the new recruit that I need to beat into shape." she got into her typical fighting stance which was with her legs spread out and her body almost in a fencing-like pose with her fist raised up ready to extend for a strike.

Six knew she was in for a rude awakening but decided to play along as he got into an out boxer like stance with his arms not raised up but in a position to raise to defend or strike, and him moving about a bit like he was using the ball of his feet to do his swift movements.

"Match begins."Said by a female A.I. likely of the dumb variety Six had to guess.

Six slowly move in close, deciding to test her skill in hand to hand along with seeing if this is a spartan or not. His time on reach he heard that a company had made lighter cheaper armor inspired by the typical Mjolnir armor. Six guess it likely was the ladder one due to the Director going out of his way to get a Spartan like Six if he had some in his pocket.

Six gave slow but not so easy to dodge the punch and she redirects, so right away he launches his other fist towards her but she moves her head out of the way and sends one good punch to his chest which not even tickle him, then with her free fist deliver a blow to his face which did not face him but he moves his head back to give her an illusion that it hurt more than it actually did. Aqua chick tried a few more blows to the chest with minimum effect on Six before delivering a stronger punch to his face than last time which gave almost the hint of pain but it was bee sting when you super numb.

Six grabbed her next punch to his face and decided to return the favor by punching her square in her face clearly surprising her and striking a lot of pain to her. She stumbles back and until she recovers only to see Six right in her personal space with two fingers gently pressing into her stomach area.

"What are- GAH!"

Miss Aqua felt a lightning quick punch into the area from Six's one-inch punch that he knew was always the best way to punish loose guarded foes, and admittedly is pretty cool. This causes her defense to almost completely broken so Six decide to end this round with a punch to her face but to his surprise, she redirects like earlier and went in for a counter-attack, sadly six caught it and deliver two powerful strikes to her chest and then to the side of her head doing serious damage with the head one causing her to spin around in a slight daze.

She tried to shake it off but by that time she did her chest was kicked with a mighty Sparta kick sending her skidding across the training room on her back. She was out of this fight and the loser.

"Round over, point to… Sir might I ask what name you like me to call you by."

The Spartan did not respond right away as he just looked at the girl he schooled pretty badly and decided to walk over. He extends a hand to her to help her up to her feet.

"Call me Six."

"Noted Sir. Point Six."

The aqua armor girl was still recovering but was aware enough to see his gesture, she took his hand to help herself to her feet.

"Carolina. My guess is you're like you just threw me through an undercover boss like scenario." She half joked but wanted to know why she was told she would be facing a rookie but then realized she was facing a black belt master of some kind.

"I guess but he more so wanted to see what I can do, also allow me to see the best agent he has under his wing." Six did not get her reference but decided to play along the best he could.

"So how did I do?" she felt her overconfidence made her performance not as good as she could have been.

"Could be better but you are not the worst soldier I met of all time." someone was sneezing elsewhere in the large universe at what he said. Carolina chuckled at what she thought was a joke but it wasn't.

"Well, then round 2 then?" as she got into a fighting stance once more, Six got into his own where his legs spread out almost like Carolina's but was not as spread out with his left foot pointing forward at an angle. His right arm was aimed forward resting near his chest area while his left arm was aimed down resting near where his hip was. And he was hopping front to back a bit as it was a way to keep oneself on your toes.

Carolina made the first strike this time by using her leg to do a power kick to Six's side but he uses his arm to block her kick and attempt to do a powerful karate chop but Carolina was able to bend her body out of the way cartwheel to get some distance from the Spartan. Once she got back on her she tried to do a roundhouse kick to do some serious damage but Six leaned back to avoid it.

Carolina use the momentum of her kick when she landed to use her other leg to do uppercut with her knee but Six uses his elbow to spike her leg back down and then extend it right into her face which hurt and Six follow with a powerful swing which causes her to spin back and Six could tell she was nearing her limit. She was going to fall back but he grasps her hand to stop her fall.

"I think you reached your limit." What Six said clearly hit a nerve for Carolina.

"How would you know my limits?" her tone clearly showed she was offended six was not sure why.

"If you take any more blows you will likely be knocked out. Besides I no longer need to see what you can do." Six notices Carolina looked away which he figured was her indirectly admitting he was right she then turned to face him likely to hear how well she did. "Pretty solid but could use some improvement. You tried too hard to beat me down even though it should be clear after pounding on my chest that was not going to work."

"Yes sir. What do you suggest in that case?" Carolina asked sort getting the idea he was here to be some form of teacher/trainer of the agents.

"I go for anything weak links in his defense. Aim for legs to make them less stable or straight up sweep them up. The other option is your agility to get on their back and try to choke them out and hit them in the back of the head." Six saw her nodded and though he could not see her face he felt she was genuinely listening to what he said.

"Thank you, sir. Now may I go lay down?" Six did a simple nod as she headed to leave the training room really worn out from the ass whooping she just took. In a special room that had a screen showing the training room through a hidden camera and there were three people.

"I must say Director he was not as... Dangerous as the myths said." the counselor said to the director. The two were standing behind the third person who was sitting in a chair so she can get a good view of the action.

"He clearly was holding back." said the third voice which was female and her appearance was different from the others due to being well a girl. Her attire was a simple black tech suit with only Mark's six chest pieces and the helmet. The armor was a very dark black like Six with the visor of her helmet being a dark red.

"Very good Agent Texas. I hope you learn how to fight from Agent Six." She simply nodded as she rewatched the match to really absorb his style for the first time. Director sensed that something was up with Tex so he decided he needed to talk to her with less than four hands.

"Counselor may you leave me with Agent Tex." his second in command nodded and left but was confused by this strange request.

"Texas what's clouding you?" She glanced at him before returning her sight to the recording, not answering him. "Agent Tex I ask you a question you will answer-"

"I'm fine it's just… something about him is… familiar." She was confused and the Director was not liking this.

"Because you need to familiarize yourself with his fighting style and skill so that you can surpass him." His answer seems to be enough to sway her from clearing the fog of her memories.

"Than what sir?" Tex saw a devious smile form on his face as he answered her question.

"Then you will kill him."

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