The elevator dinged as Blue team stepped off and into Professor Ozpin's office. They had each changed into school uniforms, except Kelly who was wearing the bottom half of her armor with the top half of her uniform since her leg would be best healed in the protection of the Mjolnir, especially because of the ability to lock the leg and use it as a splint.

Qrow was once again already standing next to Ozpin, and he motioned for the Spartans to begin their story as Ozpin quietly folded his hands across the desk and nodded.

John answered, "We have been training to fight for eight, going on nine years, some of which has been military operations. Our training area is a secluded mountain outpost where we have three main trainers, with more occasionally showing up for a period of time to help or take part in exercises. We received this armor," he pointed to Kelly as she pointed at her armored legs and held up a helmet at the same time, "a few months ago and have been using it almost nonstop. It does take a lot of training and getting used to it, and can be very dangerous to someone who has not had said training."

Ozpin quietly digested the information, before motioning for John to continue.

"When we first arrived here, we woke up with only our under suits and Fred's knife, then we got to you, and went through your school. When we went to buy our weapons, we were kidnapped by a criminal, quickly escaped and took some of our armor from him, and continued looking, while Linda covered us since she had the only full set, and eventually found the rest, some scattered around, and some in a tech fanatic stronghold, we eventually made it back to beacon, and here we are now."

Ozpin once again sat quietly as he pondered, and finally said, "Qrow has filled me in on the other details, I'm honestly surprised that you weren't injured more. Killing an ancient is no small matter, and without an aura, and escaping with some bruises and one broken leg. I dare say that you four are very, very lucky."

John nodded, "we make our own luck Professor"

Ozpin inclined his head, "is that so," he reached behind his desk, pulling out four small cards, "these will let you get anywhere in the Vytal festival, I want you four to be my silent eyes, Atlas has brought in an incredible amount of military, and I'd rather not rely almost entirely on robots and very excitable teenagers as the only protection, many of which can be hacked or easily distracted. You can still participate in the tournament, but I want you anonymous, and once your matches are done, you are surveying everything, and reporting directly to me, via this scroll ID,"

he handed John a number, "As much as this may seem abrupt, but you seem to be my best option, as you have shown that you can be subtle, many don't know about you, and you are very professional." John nodded, and Ozpin waved his hand, "dismissed."

Kelly went back to the storage room to stay there until she was feeling good enough to take off the lower half of her armor, and the rest went back to their dorm to hopefully get some rest, without looking suspicious.

Team RWBY was gathered around Blue team's door, Ruby knocked for the fifth time, "Hello? Are you guys in there?"

Weiss huffed, "they are probably still off on some mission from Ozpin," she mumbled to herself, "how come they get special treatment? They've been here for like a week."

Yang peeled her younger sister off the door, "they are probably getting their beauty sleep, it's probably best to just leave them alone."

Ruby pouted and turned to look at her sister, "I just want to make sure they're ok, they're still— Oh, um— Hi guys."

The other three turned around to see who their leader was talking to, and saw three members of Blue team staring right back.

Ruby smoothly transitioned into conversation, while Blue team looked like they would much rather be on the other side of the door.

Ruby smiled, "how was your mission?"

John started to answer, "It was a success, but Kelly was hurt,"

Yang looked concerned, "Is she okay? What happened?"

Fred answered, "she is fine, just a broken leg, though she isn't supposed to have visitors outside of our team, sorry, but she should be good to go before the Vytal festival."

Blake grimaced, "Just a broken leg? That isn't exactly small."

John shrugged, "we don't have aura, plus we are all fast healers."

Linda spoke up, trying to change the subject, "how was your mission, I've heard it involved a train and lots of destruction."

Ruby looked down and grabbed her arm nervously, "yeah, there was a train that Roman Torchwick and the white fang were using to lure Grimm closer to the city, we couldn't stop it and had to have a bunch of other huntsman come in to help us fight off everything and seal the tunnels back up." Her face brightened quickly, "but other than that, it went really well, and we stopped him in the end, so that's good."

Yang looked closer at the Spartan's faces, "Are you sure that you guys are ok? You look like Blake, that is that you haven't slept in a few days."

Blake scowled at Yang, who simply grinned in response.

Linda waved off the question, "It's fine, we've all had at least five hours of sleep in the last three days."

Yang's eyes widened, "That is not fine, it is very unhealthy, both for you and your looks, I should know." She flipped her hair as the rest of her team sighed, "Anyways, off to bed with you three." Blue team suddenly found themselves being shoved towards their dorm and a few seconds later, seemingly defying the laws of reality were in bed and the four girls poking their head through the door,

"G'night." Ruby whispered as she clicked off the light.

Linda sighed and sat up as soon as the door closed and locked, saying to Fred and John, "alright, who is on watch," only to find that both boys were asleep.

Linda tried to stay awake, doing her best to keep watch, that's my job as team scout and sniper, right? She told herself, before stumbling through the check of their security system, and falling on the nearest bunk and promptly nodding off.

Linda felt the sun on her face, lancing down through her dark red hair and into her eyes, shaking her from her slumber. She brushed her hair out of her eyes and looked around groggily, until she realized where she was. In her tired stupor last night, she had fallen asleep on John's bunk and curled up by his side, she quickly stood up and zipped over to the other side of the room, thankfully, she thought, John had no idea, he was still completely out. She looked to see if Fred was up yet, and her breath caught when she saw he was just to her left, and making coffee. Fred's voice was flat and steady, with a tiny hint of that dry humor she knew he had, "I didn't see a thing." He said, Linda responded darkly, she tried to put as much threat and malice into it as she could, "You better not say a thing, this never happened, and Kelly never even gets a hint, understand?"

Fred, level headed as ever said, "what thing? As far as I'm concerned, nothing out of the ordinary happened, why would I say anything? Now if you don't mind, I need to check on Kelly." He turned and walked out of the room, holding two cups of coffee.

Kelly wrapped a blanket around her armored legs when she heard footsteps and the door starting to open, just in case, even though it was probably just one of the other Spartans checking on her. Sure enough Fred emerged from the doorway and walked across the room to her little station that she had set up earlier to work on weapons, sleep, and do whatever without having to move much.

Fred set the one of the cups of coffee down, "I wasn't sure if you wanted anything in it, apparently, team RWBY all have at least a spoon of sugar dumped in, and I didn't want to assume, so here," he set down a pile of cream cups and sugar packets.

"Thanks, but I don't know what to do with all that." Kelly said,

Fred sat on the corner of the desk, his own cup in hand, "how soon do you think we can get you out of that?" He pointed at her armor locked leg.

Kelly huffed, "I was waiting for one of you to come down here so you could take it off, I think I'm ready."

Fred nodded, but made no move to help her, "Great, I'll come back this afternoon,"

Kelly sputtered, "but—what? I said I'm ready now, Qrow even came by and dropped off a splint he got from the medics,"

Fred shook his head, "I know you Kelly, just take it slow, you want to be in the Vytal festival right?"

She sighed, "yeah, you're right, but I'm not waiting longer than I have to, you are staying in here with me,"

He laughed a little, "Fine, but were doing something useful, we are working on weaponry,"

Kelly raised her eyebrows, "what are you waiting for, go get them Mr. productive."

Fred stood up and walked over to a shelf and started grabbing tools. Suddenly the door creaked, both Spartans had sidearms pointed at the door almost instantaneously, only to see a reddish black head poke through.

Ruby looked up thinking she was undetected and saw the barrels of two pistols pointed at her face, and eeeped. Kelly and Fred holstered their weapons, Kelly had managed to throw a blanket over her armor by her bunk, and the others were already covered.

Kelly spoke up, "Hi Ruby. Can you please leave?"

"But I just got—"

Fred leaned in close to her ear, "Kelly isn't wearing pants"

Ruby slammed the door shut, and continued speaking, "Sorry, sorry, wait a minute— yes she is! Fred, they are green armored and they look cool and match her green armored shoes," She paused, "Wait—Does that mean?" A sharp inhale came from behind the door as Fred yanked her inside.

Fred's voice was deadly serious, "This stays secret, you tell no one, and before you think of telling Ozpin and your Uncle, they already know, but no one else hears. Got it?"

Ruby nodded solemnly, but she launched right back into a monologue, "I was trying to find you, and nobody answered when i knocked on your dorm, I'm assuming Linda and John are still asleep," she paused expectantly, and the Spartans just shrugged, "Anyway, I'm here to ask For Jaune's and Pyrrha's clothes back since we are planning to get some clothes for you today to add to the others from last weekend, which brings me to my other point."

She inhaled deeply, "We are having a party for pre-Vytal festival, it's technically a school dance, but Coco and Yang are in charge, so that will end up exactly how you would expect, but we need help, and formal wear for you four, because you are coming and have no choice in the matter, even if it is just for half an hour. Can any of your team do anything to help?"

She darted around each of the Spartans, inspecting them as rose petals fluttered around, "Hmmm, you are definitely strong, Fred, you are on tables and chairs, Kelly, you're fast right?" Kelly nodded, "Good, you are running errands if anyone needs something." Kelly added, "I think Linda mentioned something about being able to bake, though that was a long time ago."

Fred muttered something, "Just don't make any lemon squares—," the rest of the sentence was unintelligible

Ruby looked up, "What?"

Kelly shook her head, "Don't ask."

Ruby just moved on, "Alright, I'll give you two some time to get the laundry, change, fetch John and Linda, and meet us in the library. Got it? And don't worry, your secret is safe with me."

Fred had grudgingly helped her get the Mjolnir off and put the new splint on. Kelly had enjoyed being back on her feet, even if it was just to go shopping, but at least they weren't fighting for their lives. John and Fred had been quickly taken by Ren as he took them shopping for suits

Kelly and Linda were carried along almost literally by the girls from combined teams RWBY, JNPR, and CFVY as they took them to get dresses. The Spartans basically stood still as the other flurried around them, debated, and compared all the dresses. Kelly looked back and realized it was all a blur, and now she had a pair of fancy sandals and an orange and red dress.

She still much preferred jeans and a T-shirt, but might as well humor everyone, after all she wouldn't want to stand out any more than her height already made her. She remembered something about Linda ending up with a light blue dress, something about it going well with her hair.

Kelly shrugged off the thought, walking back into the ballroom carrying a large stack of napkins and plates, before handing them off to Nora and walking over to help John with moving a giant table.

It looked like everything was done, and Kelly started to get her teammates so they could go have some time to themselves before the dance as the four Spartans turned to walk out the door, they found their path blocked by team RWBY.

Weiss spoke first, "Blue team," she inhaled, "We need last names, they can be made up, but 087 and 117 aren't going to cut, as we need to be able to introduce you to people."

John tried to avoid it, "We already told you, those numbers are basically our last names,"

Blake crossed her arms, "You aren't leaving until we hear something,"

Kelly's mind was racing, we could supposedly have two of the same last names, but who? I'm basically John's sister already, it would be easiest to remember names based off people we know, how about..

She spoke, "Halsey, Kelly Halsey, John Halsey, Frederick Mendez, and—"

Linda interrupted, "Linda Pravdin, I remember that much my parents gave me." She looked down, embarrassed. Team RWBY stepped back, as Blue team trudged up the stairs.

The dance put all the Spartans on edge, the sheer amount of people and noise and things going on was overwhelming, they spent their allotted thirty minutes standing on the balcony overlooking the emerald forest, staring at the unfamiliar constellations, and trying to sound nice and polite whenever one of team RWBY introduced another person to them.

A little later, Jaune and team JNPR had their synchronized dance, and they slipped out quietly to the roof of the school and enjoyed some quiet time, and each other's company.

"What do you mean they left?!" Yang yelled at the other members of team RWBY, "They are literally a head taller than everyone else here, how can they just disappear?!" She sighed, "It's fine, just enjoy yourselves."

Team RWBY dispersed into the party and on top of the building, the Spartans sat quietly, and relaxed for one of the first times in a long time.

AN: Hope you all enjoyed, next is THE VYTAL FESTIVAL, I've been excited to write this part for a while now, but we will see how it goes.

I think the Spartans are getting a little out of character at this point, but I'm doing my best to reinforce the, "casual around other Spartans and reserved around everyone else, and very serious during combat" aspect of them, but you know artistic license and plot development, so they are a little more social than normal.

I am thinking about writing some prologues for a couple of stories to see how they do, but this one will still be my main, anyway which would you rather see first for a prologue/story concept

Halo x Star Wars, it follows a few Spartans who "died" during augmentation but when ejected into space during burial, suddenly awoke and came back to life, and are sucked into a slipspace anomaly where they are transported to the SW universe, and "adopted" by a pair of mandalorians, and goes from there.

Star Wars showing a faction that split from the Old Republic Sith empire, and is lead by a Chiss female that was a former imperial intelligence operative, and ends up isolating themselves, but their leaders are lost in a crying accident, but comes back during the rebel/empire era, and has to fight back as the fighting is threatening their way of life

Titanfall x Halo It follows noble six as he is taken from reach and brought to the frontier, where he meets the six four after trying to fight a group of imc then there is backstory and reveals about a version of his past, and it goes from there.

Leave what you think of each of these in the comments, and thanks to Spartan-626 for help with the first two ideas.

Review responses:

Spartan-626: Here is more, as always thanks for the support, and I hope you enjoyed, and thanks for the ideas once again.

Red October 700: Spartan armor functions from a neural connection, usually by implant, but the reason the Spartans can wear it is because they have the focus and discipline necessary, as well as the augmented frames so the armor doesn't tear them apart if the movement is slightly emphasized to much, so the cultist had his aura draining slowly when he was focused and on task, but as soon as he was surprised, he started losing it.

As for shipping, I don't know if you've figured it out, but it is much more obvious in this chapter, also Ruby is going to have a big role with the Spartans, mainly because she's the one who goes out of her way to be nice to everyone and is always understanding and just generally cares about her friends. Yes, sibling type/good friend relationships will be a factor in the story, as the family theme is usually present for Spartans, and maybe this will help pull team RWBY together, kind of like what happened in late vol 5 and 6

1740: I'd like to add in other Halo characters, but I just don't see it working well with the plot I have laid out, though maybe one or two might work, you'll see.

PS: My editor is really busy this weekend, so this has not been seen by her, once she edits and leaves her note, I will update the chapter with her changes. So I apologize for any mistakes that appear