Hello everyone and welcome back to the next installment of the Gambling Noble State.
Now I have been getting questions about certain topics of the story, and I might as well explain some of the things that were brought.
The first thing that was brought up was is Six going to get an AI fragment, and the anwser to that is yes he will.
But its not going to be a canon fragment, its going to be a AI fragment I make up, but it will still follow the whole greek alphabet trend that the one's in Red vs Blue follow and it will have a certain function like the originals.
The other comment I got last chapter was how I was going to handle the Wash X Carolina pairing. The person said it may not work so early on, in which he is correct in that aspect.
However I wasn't planning this story to end after freelancer or even Chorus, it was going to continue down the line. Plus the Wash X Carolina pairing isn't going to happen during freelancer or even when they find the Director in terms of timeline, when they get to Chorus that's when they will start showing their feelings for each other.
Besides they aren't even the main pairing of this story Six and Tex are, and I still need to build them up so if your looking for CarWash your going to have to wait a little while.
Finally I think I am going to pair Tucker X Sister together, because I think its a really funny couple and I honestly can't see Tucker with anyone else.
Sorry yaoi fans.
So with that out of the way let's get on to the next chapter of the story.
Chapter 3: Triple Down Trouble
July 25, 2572
(Current Day)
Mother of Invention: Freelancer Agent Weight Room
The past week that Six had spent on the Mother of Invention had been interesting to say the least.
He now had a new name to go by, Agent Nevada of Project Freelancer and has a place to stay and call home temporarily for the time being.
When Six was done with meeting with the Director, he was ordered and led by The Counselor to get a check-up and some blood sample's for medical records. Of course he didn't mind, but it was kind of strange why they needed so many sample's of his blood for.
Regardless, after he was done with that part he had to talk to The Counselor for a psychiatric assessment weekly to make sure his mindset and mental health is not effecting his preformance when he gets deployed. Let's just say the experience for him was helpful to at least to talk to someone about his time on Reach to help him mentally, even though he told the story in the meeting room to him.
Aiden voiced his concern's about certain topics that Six brought up, it made him a bit uncomfortable when he talked about the death's of Noble Team, specifically Kat's and Emile's since he saw them die in front of him, but the Spartan III reassured him that he would be fine and it will not effect him in the field.
After finishing with his medical checkup's, he was told by Aiden about where his living quarters will be and who he would be rooming with in the project. The Counselor also gave him the layout of the ship on a spare datapad to have him follow so he could know where he was going.
But before going to his room, he went to the freelancer locker room because they told him that the Recon armor set was relocated and put in his locker.
Now that was something Nevada was excited for, when he was on Reach he didn't get the chance to try it on when he made the new armor request, especially the extra pouches on the front for more magezine's and clips to carry on the field. Let's just say he was more happy than he had ever been throughout the week, when he tried on the entire armor set and looked at the new polished look and looked at the previous armor set on the floor his face set back from smirking back to his regular stoic look.
He was going to miss this armor, it was one of the only things he had from Reach, besides the squads dogtags and was a bit reluctant to let the Director take it. But that was behind him now, his new life as an agent began when he shook the man's hand and he wasn't about to go back on his promise.
After he got all of his armor piceces on, he put on the Recon helmet, picked up the old armor and went to take it to the science team where they will experiment with it to see if they can find anymore usage from its technology to implement it on the field if possible.
The science team said they only needed the armor from the chest down, so Six could keep his old helmet.
Leaving the lab after the drop off he finally went to his designated living quarters to see how it looks and meet his new roommate.
Speaking of his roommate, Six's first impression of him that day was...
Strange to say the least.
(Flashback to a week earlier)
Barrack's Sector 1
When Six entered the room he looked to the left to see an open bed with some basic furniture like a metallic desk next to the bed, and in the left corner of the room a cabinet for clothes and other accessories to put in the drawers.
The room itself was a pretty decent size, able to acommodate two people with two seperate beds and a bathroom that he saw to the left of his cabinet.
But when he looked at the right side of the room, it left him a little...
Baffled.
There were pictures of cats on the other side of the wall with a smiling blond haired man usually in most of them, next to the desk was a skateboard leaning to the side with wheels still on them.
Apparently this person liked old school stuff with this skateboard, cause Six was pretty sure they created hoverboards when he was a kid.
But then he looked at the other cabinet in the other corner and saw a calendar with... cats.
Six walked towards his bed, and took off his helmet just confused as hell with this person's obssesion of cat's.
The only thing that Six could put in words was this.
"What the fu-." He was about to finish.
Before the door to the bathroom bursted open wide with a high pitched yell coming out.
What he saw before now topped what he felt before.
A blond haired man, that looked no older than 25 starts kicking with a towel in his hands not covering himself.
That was the biggest shocker to Six: he was naked and no towel around his waist.
Which that meant Six got a full look of another dude's junk before meeting him.
Of course there were first time's for everything, and in Six's case this was one of those moments.
"Uh, excuse me." Six said, with a bit of confusion laced in his voice.
But the person didn't notice or hear him yet and he started fake shadow boxing with his towel in his hands.
"Yeah take that scumbag and some of these." The person said throwing his fists, with terrible form might Six add, into the open air. "Oh so you want some too?" He continued. As he threw sideward and forward jabs, and then he turned towards the direction where Six was standing.
His grey eyes widening with shock and now embrassment started to flood his cheeks as red appeared on them, as he quickly took the towel in his hands and covered up his crotch.
"Oh shit I am terribly sorry you had to see any of that!, Its just that I thought I was alone and I heard someone new joined up with the program and I haven't gotten a roommate yet so-." He kept listing off trying to apolagize profusely to the standing man. Six just raised his gloved hand in a stop motion to get the bumbling idiot to stop.
"Its fine, you must of been focused on... whatever it was." Six said to the man, with him muttering out a small "Sorry" to tell him how embrassed he was. "Either way I guess introductions are in order, I am your new roommate my name is Agent Nevada, but if you don't want to call me that just call me Six." He continued, as much as he wanted to forget about Noble Team and have it be a new chapter in his life, the former spartan still just wanted to be called Six despite what he said.
"Guess old habit die hard." He thought, as he raised his for a formal handshake and and reponse from the man in front him.
The blond in question finally tied a knot on his towel waist covering himself, and shot his right hand to shake the new agent's hand. "The name is Agent Washington, but my friend's call me Wash. Its nice to meet you despite the awkward first impression, and I hope we can be friend's despite getting off on the wrong foot." Regaining his composure and talked to him in a friendly tone. Six just looking at guy noticed he was kinda nervous right now, probably concerned about the opinion of his roommate.
But Six was chill about it, it was water under the bridge. "Likewise Washington, I hope we can get along while we are here." Six said.
Then his towel knot wasn't tied hard enough and his towel fell off of his waist, being naked again.
Six just looked down along with Wash looking at the towel on the floor, both men were silently looking at each other in the eye and nothing was said for about ten seconds, until Washington started apologizing again holding the towel to his waist going to his cabinet to get a change of clothes.
At that point Six lowered his head down, put his gloved hand to his face and just sighed.
(Flasback End)
Despite that "awkward" meeting, the past week both Nevada and Washington were getting along just fine. But their are somedays that Six get's tired of Wash's questions for him since he wouldn't tell him the full story of how he got here in the first place. But the guy was friendly and a bit of a childish jokester, trying to make cryptic one-liner's whenever him and Six were around each other.
Either way after that meeting, he decided to put on his helmet and talk to the Director in the meeting room about what kind of missions he would be doing. He told him that he would be doing mostly solo missions for infiltration and assassination, but he told Six that their will be times that he will have to be on a team whether he likes it or not.
Given with him being on Noble he could work on a team and with people, but it will take some time before he could fully trust the agents of the project. However doing solo mission's by himself was perfectly fine with him, considering he would be in his element as a lone wolf out in the field.
Also sometime's he just didn't mind working on his own, it let him clear his thoughts and any other issue's he asks himself while the mission was in progress.
Another thing that was on Six's mind is how much control does the Director have of Project Freelancer and who does the funding for the organization?
All of this high end tech that he had noticed around the ship, along with an A.I computer program in the entire ship, the similar Mjolnir armor that normal people could use, and all of the regulation UNSC vehicle's and weaponry that he saw in the hangar really beg's the question that needs to be anwsered.
"How much influence does the Director have so far. He's already said that he was in a buisness relationship with this Malcolm Hardgrove." Six thought, maybe he was the one that was supplying all of this asset's to the project.
But he will need to get these question's on his own, he trust's the Director for certain topic's like the war on the alien's and other subject's, but maybe he is hiding something from everyone all for Project Freelancer's benefit, and that's not something he really wanted to ask here on the ship with agents that have already been here before him.
With his meeting with the Director brief, he wanted to see the training room so he can see what he would be dealing with in terms of keeping his skills sharp, and seeing what kind of exercises he would be doing while he was here at Freelancer.
While he was there he was able to meet some of the other Freelancer in the observation room.
He first talked to Agent Wyoming, who was wearing white "Mark VI" armor as Six dubbed it since it looked similar to the Mark V that the usual Spartan II wore. But what really surprised him was the man having a sort of english accent in his voice, but Six wasn't really shocked about it mainly because Jun and Kat had deep accent's, hell even Jorge did, but regardless he was a nice guy to talk to, until he told his corny "knock knock" jokes but over all a relaxed individual. When he thought about it the introduction with Wyoming was definitely better than what happened with his roommate Wash.
"Especially since I didn't see the guy's gential's." Nevada thought as he was about go towards the barbell in the gym.
The next person came up while he was still talking to Wyoming, he was wearing a blue colored ODST armor set all around, with some grenade bandolier's on his body and waist as a belt, and he was Wyoming's best friend, Agent Florida. When Six interacted with him he was friendly.
A little too friendly in the spartan's eyes.
For example instead of a handshake he actually tried to hug Six, but Wyoming stopped him at the last second from the random act of affection. Regardless when Six was speaking to him it felt really awkward because the way his demeanor was and the way he put things when he spoke, he almost sounded too affectionate to be a compentent agent.
But Wyoming reassured him after the introduction saying that when it comes down to buisness, Florida can get the job done in a mission.
Afterwards he met up with a brown colored armor set all around with an EOD looking set simliar to the Mjolnir on Reach. She introduced herself as Agent Connecticut, but she told Six to call her "C.T." for short, and she like South barely went up to his neck in terms of her height. The introduction was short for her as she turned her attention back towards the commotion on the floor of the training room.
Six felt a bit off when he talked to her in that short time, he couldn't place his finger on it but the way she sounded when she talked it was very reserved and disscret. Almost like something was wrong with her as her standing posture felt like she didn't want to be there in the Observation Deck.
But Six was assuming at that time, their could be anything wrong with her.
The next person had a light brown color Mark VI armor set, and was almost as tall as North at about Six's chin. His name was Agent New York, but he prefered York instead, he apparently knew his name to be Six and he wondered how he knew. Apparently he is roommate's with North and he told him all about Six's appearance and how he came to the MOI.
Despite the whole invasion of privacy in terms of how he came here, York seemed like a relax kind of person when Six talked to him, and he seemed like a carefree person when he talks about his mission's he goes on even though they are important.
Speaking of North he didn't know where he was since he finished all of his check-ups and armor placement's, and he still wanted to chat with him.
York explained he was one of the four agents on the training floor right now. It looked like it was him and his sister South against Agent Carolina and another agent that he hasn't seen yet engaging in hand to hand combat with each other.
Well not really engaging as it looked like a one sided fight with Carolina and the other agent were beating the crap of both of the Twins.
The other person next to Carolina looked huge, easily towering over her and wearing a EVA set of armor with white coloring and brown shoulder pads as secondary coloring.
Six asked York who that was and told him he was called Agent Maine, or "Maine" for short. He told him he was very agressive at first and not really much of a talker, but once your on the field with him he will take shots for you in case you can't take it. Six thought that its an admirable trait for a soldier to have, but at the same time it can be very reckless to use yourself to block bullets, even if you could take the shots but he was braver than most.
So that was everyone he met so far in Freelancer, since he already had a good idea on the Twins and how they act and he hasn't had a chance to get close to talk to Carolina, but he could tell that from her demeanor from the day he came here that she took her job very seriously.
As everyone should, but it seemed like she doesn't know how to stop and relax when their is nothing to do. Six used to feel like that in his lone wolf days, but the couple weeks in ONI: Sword Base with Noble Team really started to soften that hard exterior he had.
But regardless of recapping the last week in his head he wanted to get some sort of exercising in, considering that his training will begin tomorrow against some of the agent's on the floor, with that said he started prepping the weights to 550 for bench press right off the bat and he'd work his way up from there.
He was wearing a green tank top and some matching green army workout pants, showing off his incredible muscles in his pecs, arms, and legs. Thanks to augmentation's he had the stature and strength of twice the average man at the age of twelve, and from then on his body evolved to inhuman proportions becoming one of the strongest human's in the galaxy. He also had some battle scars around his shoulders from getting shot by the Covanent there, and another stab looking scar he took a knife from a resistance memeber once.
After Six was done with him, he turned him into a unrecognizable mess of blood and guts for making Six so pissed off.
That aside he felt a little uncomfortable out of his armor fully, because he basically lives in it like the usual spartans. There have been a few times where he was out of it for training exercises with Noble when they were there at Sword Base. But regardless he wasn't going let his psychological thinking get him out of a workout.
With that thought he got under the bar and started his set of 80.
When he lifted the bar it showed some strain for the amount of weight on both sides, but was fine for the amount he was lifting.
While Six was lifting he remebered when him and Emile went to lift weight's, he always lifted more than Six and teased him for being a "lightweight" when it came to physical strength, but of course it was all in jest and Emile just fucking with him to get under his skin.
He always felt a certain brotherhood with Emile, he was brash and hot-headed when he was fighting the Covenant, but off the field he was a chill dude and had a sort of dark humor that Six thought was kinda amusing. However when he was in the weightroom with Six he was extremely cocky and competitive when it came to weight training.
Guess he had make up for something compared to the rest of Noble besides the fact that he was the Demolition's Expert on the team.
While he was cranking out rep after rep some of the other freelancer's that were there watched him in awe for how strong he was, seeing this unknown agent pump out some iron.
However one agent watching him wasn't impressed at the show of strength, as he crosses his huge arms in front of his tall stature and decided to check this guy out and see if he was just showing off.
When Six was at about 50 reps done, he started to feel a bit of the burn, but not in the lack of strength.
Looking up at the roof he decided to make it harder on himself by slowly going up and down for the last 30 reps.
But as he was still going about at 60 he saw a person standing above him with a bald head and electric blue eyes staring hard down at him with a frown on his face and crossed arms.
"Um excuse me, but "huff" I don't need a spotter I can do this "huff" on my own." Six strained out as he continued to lift now at about 70.
But he continued to stand there and look at Six and he actually heard a growl come out of his mouth.
"Wonder what his deal is with me?" Six thought, as he finished up his set of 80. He placed the bar back on the rack and got up to look at the person standing over him.
The guy was face to face with Six, showing he was just as tall him, but he also has a bulky stature and huge muscle's. He looked at most of his facial features and saw he was cleanly shaven and was bald, he had stormy blue eyes.
"Hmmph, too easy." He growled out, with a cocky smirk appearing on his face and going under the barbell to lift the weights that Six just finished with.
Six was just standing there with a frown on his face from the comment. "Well... let's see you do it." He said gesturing with his hand to see him lift. "Gladly." The guy replied back lifting the bar up and started lifting it up and down at a quick pace.
"Isn't heavy enough." the man huffed out as he continued already done with his first 10 reps.
"Seems this guy is at a similar strength to my own or maybe even stronger." The spartan thought as he saw the guy doing the reps without any trouble lifting the barbell. It made Six a little bit irked to see this guy just come up and subtly tell him he's weak! He wasn't weak he was strong, and he was going to know who this guy is so he can ask him to be his first opponent for training.
"What's your name." He kept his composure, and instead of getting angry and decided to ask who this person was. "Maine, Wash told me who you were." The now revealed Agent Maine said, "Told me you were the new guy we picked up." He continued in a low voice, with both just silently doing their task with Six just observing him and Maine just getting to 40 reps.
"So, what brought you over to me?" Six said, he wanted to know why he was bothering him while he was lifting. "You were showing off." He replied back bluntly, which just confused Six as he was at about 60 reps.
"I actually wasn't trying to, this used to be my usual lift weight back in the UNSC." He explained, just where did this guy get off saying this to him, he didn't even know him. "Still being a showoff." Maine huffed out as he was about finished, and with a mighty push he finished the set of 80 just like Six did before.
"Anytime you want a spar or training partner hit me up, and I'll show you real strength." The giant guy contiuned, still with that shit-eating grin on his face, and with that he got up and walked off to another part of the gym to hit the punching bag, picturing Six's face.
Six just couldn't believe it! This dude just came up and showed up Six for no reason.
But he didn't he really feel anger or hatred towards Agent Maine
In fact, for some reason he was feeling a familiar way when was still training to be a Spartan III, it was this sudden feeling to prove himself better than the rest.
Until he remebered what it was.
He was feeling competitive.
Back when he was training, his drill instructor's always 'encouraged' winning, being the best, and perfection every time they were doing individual or group competition's.
He remebered seeing a sort of list of the top 10 agents of Project Freelancer, apparently the Director wanted everyone to know who was the best and try to push the other agents of the project for perfection.
He saw Maine's name on number 7 on the list in the leaderboard, showing Six just who he was dealing with, but Six knew what this was. He knew why Maine was doing this whole intimidation tactic to Six.
He was nervous.
Nervous of the new person who was just doing a certain weight that other's couldn't do but he could without a problem, and being shown up.
Six misinterpreted Maine's intention's, but now that he figured out what he was doing he started smirking as well as feeling a little less annoyed from moments previously. With that Six had only one thought on his mind when Maine issued his own challenge.
"Well thing's just got interesting." Six thought, as he was going to get back to working out, starting out with some runs on the treadmill.
When Six was done working out, he went back to his room with Wash to take a shower.
As he got his door he saw a note on the door from Wash explaining where he went.
"Hey Nevada, just telling you that I am at the mess hall with some of the other's if you want to join us, from your roommate Wash." He saw written on the note. With that he decided to go into the room and shower. Once he was done and feeling refreshed, he got dressed and went to go to the locker room to retrieve his armor and while he got suited up, he was thinking on the invitation that Washington gave him.
Six was never really good at interacting with a big gathering of people, he was more of the 'silent type and kill you while your back is turned' kinda guy. Compared to the smoothtalkers that Jun and Kat were when he was part of Noble Team, he kinda stuck to himself when it came to social interaction. But, it would really help to get to know about the agents more, and it could help in the long-run when it comes to trusting him since everyone just met him and he needs let everyone know that he can be trusted.
So he just needed to suck it up and get used to it, because he's going to be assigned on teams and he needed to know everyone's skill set to see what dynamic he can bring.
With his answer found he put his armor on and carried his helmet with him out the door and walked towards the mess hall.
When Six got there, he saw the room was gigantic with loads of tables lined in a row, and then the rows break off to have multiple round tables fit for 8 people to sit there.
Feeling his hunger get to him, the spartan went through and got his plate and filled it with a full T-bone steak, with some garlic mashed potatoes and some spinach.
With his plate full, he looked around the mess to see a bunch of regular freelancer soldier's and a few freelancer agents that hasn't seen before, and was just thinking of sitting at one of the empty table's.
"Hey! Nevada over here!" he heard someone shouted out, and looked over to one of the round table's to see Wash waving him over. The others at the table with him were some of the people he met like York, Carolina, North, Maine, and C.T sitting there eating and chatting, but changed to look at the him in question and curiosity.
With his roommate calling him over, Six made his way towards the table and sat down at one of the open chairs next to Wash.
"So, I see you got my message on the door." Wash said to Six and everyone at the table just looked at him like he just broke some kind of rule, and he was just nervous getting so much attention on both him and his roommate. "What? Is it so bad for me to invite him." Wash questioned them. Six felt like he should try to take the tension off himself and try to break the ice with how awkward this was looking.
"I don't know Wash, maybe you shouldn't flash me when nobody is around, I still need to buy you dinner first." Six tried to joke, Which got York and North to start laughing, and Maine started chuckling a bit. Washington just started to think that the floor was an interesting object to look at as his cheeks flushed red in embrassment. "I thought you said you wouldn't tell anyone about that incident." Wash said meekly.
"Damn Wash I didn't know you'd swing for the other team, especially for someone you just met." York was able to get out while laughed, which qued more laughter from North and Six actually cracked a smile at the implication that York was making at Wash. Six looking at York, taking in his facial appearance, he had some spiky brown hair and dark blue eyes.
"Jesus York your gonna bust his balls." Six thought and saw C.T looked at him in question. "Wait when did this happen?" she questioned, just confused how this happened or how could this happen. "Right when I met Wash, and him just not paying attention." Six just shook his head, still just as confused at what happened that day.
"Wait you aren't kidding right? Please tell me this is a joke?" C.T said with an incredulous look on her face looking at Six, she had half of her brown hair long and the other side short and had brown eyes. Six just shook his head no and then almost the entire table started laughing at Wash's expense, except for Carolina.
She had look of disgust on her face at Wash and just shook her head at him being a dumbass when making a first impression.
Washington looked like he just wanted to curl up and die somewhere from the grilling he was taking for that day.
"Wash's image aside, how are you feeling so far Nevada? You fitting in alright?" North question with a smile on his face. "So far everything has been going pretty swimingly, but there are some individual's giving me some "trouble"." Six finished looking at the bald headed freelancer with a narrowed gaze, but he didn't defend his actions with words but instead the same shit-eating grin he gave Six in the gym. "Other than that your ship seems to have the same state of the art technology and equipment that the UNSC had back on the planet I was deployed on, probably even better." Six continued.
"Yeah I noticed that whenever we come back from mission's we seem to have brand new equipment or some kind of new weaponry, but we were able to get a lot of interesting weapons and equipment from the ship that you were on. The Director was saying that we could reverse engineer or make improvement of it to use in the field, so thanks for that much." North said. Six forgot about the prowler, but was glad he could contribute the cause in some way.
"Well it was the least he could do in that instance North, considering the Director had to postpone our mission until this week." Carolina bitterly stated, staring green daggered eyes at Six for his arrival postponed the mission for that specific team. The spartan looked at her with his eyebrow raised and a straight lined face replacing his smile from moments before. Everybody lost the jovial mood that they had previously and started looking around awkwardly, not speaking up against Carolina.
"What's wrong with her, in fact what's wrong with most of the women here." Six thought, he feels like any woman here that he's noticed is either angry, scowling, or short with Six.
Guess if there is one thing he wasn't lucky with it was dealing with women.
"Carolina, come on its been a week already, and the Director himself said he would be deploying us sometime soon." North finally said, calming the cyan freelancer down from going on a needless tangent. "Either way this mission will probably be an important one for the project if we didn't jump to slipspace when we reschedueled it." North continued. "That or the enemy hasn't tracked us yet." York added to the conversation.
Finally the tension wasn't in the air anymore for Six, he felt a little more comfortable around these people now that he got to talking to them, with the exception being Carolina.
However he feels like he could prove himself to her and prove to the other agents how much of an asset he really is. While he thought this he hadn't really touched his food. So with that he took his fork and knife to start cutting into his steak and started eating.
But for now all was at peace at the table.
"THIS IS BULLSHIT!" He heard a tray slam down at the table, with a shout following it.
"Not even two fucking second's later." Six thought, and sighing inwardly as he saw South looking at him with furious anger.
"South calm down, the mission is still going to go on this week." North trying to calm down his sister, but to no avail as she turned her anger towards Six.
"No thanks to this asshole, he's the one that delayed us in the first place. Then comes on to the project without any background checks, for all we know he could be a spy!" South complained pointing at Six, while both C.T and Carolina looked at him warily for any sort of change of reaction, the rest of the people at the table were at Six's defense for that comment.
"Whoa sis, that was out of line!" North said, trying to defend Six
"South you can't really say that about Six, the Director already cleared it up with rest of the agents about his file and shown he was with previous UNSC." Wash countered her argument. With her turning around to Wash giving him a look that screamed 'bullshit', "Then how come he didn't show up on the UNSC roster record's when we pulled up his security clearance, the UNSC didn't even know this 'Spartan III'. But even still his soldier division of being a 'spartan' is fake because they don't exist in the UNSC, hell I bet he made that shit up!" She shouted, everyone at the table and from neighboring table were now looking at the spectcale that the agent was making.
But she didn't notice that Six was gripping the table and the other agents noticed that the metal table on that part was being dented by his strength, while his face started to get a upset with a frown on his face and anger radiating off of him. He got out of his seat and went up to the platinum blondes face about to show why he shouldn't be fucked with.
"Alright enough!" He said as he pointed a finger in her face, about to let her know what's about to go down. "If you want to see a spartan in action, how about you get a chronic ass kicking from a spartan today in the training room, and maybe you'll change your tune while you pick up your teeth off the floor." He was pissed off, Six wasn't really angry about being fake UNSC or getting called an asshole, but trying to downplay his fellow spartan brothers and sisters calling them fake for all there sacrifices they made for humanity. But South just cruely laughed off his empty threat not even scared of his intimidation tactic that he tried to do.
"You really think you could take me on? Pfft please, your a rookie you aren't gonna do shit." She said with a cocky smirk plastered on her face. Six was going to reply to her insult, but thought of something of better to try to turn the table's and get her pissed off.
"Well if that's how's its going to be then two can play at this game." He thought, with his plan to piss her off in his head figured out and ready to unravel her.
"Oh really? then how about we make a bet. I bet you can't beat me in a 1 on 1 in hand to hand combat because I think you'd be a piss poor fist fighter." Six said to her face, meanwhile Six looked at the corner of his eye and saw Wash shaking his head rapidly and York using his hand to cut his neck to get Six to stop before he get's into more shit.
But it was too late, the words were said and South was even more pissed off than she was previously.
"What the fuck you say to me? I will beat the ever-loving shit out of you in a fist fight, you stand no chance! " she shouted at him, the crowd that they were drawling was almost everyone in the mess hall and whisper's were coming from them to see who'd they bet on to win in this fight.
"Not only do I think you can't win, I'll give you a handicap to fight me just to give you a chance. How about a 1 on 3 in hand to hand, with anybody at this table, now will you take the challenge or are you too chicken shit to do it?" Six challenged with a smirk on his face, seeing South starting to get red in the face from anger.
"FINE! we will see who'll be smug when they get their ass kicked, Maine and C.T you guys are gonna help me teach this fuckface a lesson." South said, choosing her two teammate's.
While Maine was growling with excitement and putting his helmet on "Sure I'm up for this, see you then Nevada." Maine growled out as he got up and left the table, already agreeing to the fight.
Meanwhile C.T was a little surprised that South chose her. "Wait I didn't agree to this South! why did you pick me? Carolina is the martial arts expert she'd be better for this fight." C.T stared back at her and was a little bit upset that South was going to drag her into an unknown fight for no reason, but she did think about the data of Nevada's file and didn't know anything about him in terms of combat skills so she was bascially fighting blind. Carolina just shook her head and told C.T straight up why she wouldn't.
"No no no, you got called out on it and choosen, so you do it because I was not the one called to be on the team." She explained to her with a cruel smile, and just getting up to throw her leftover trash from lunch.
But South wasn't having any backtalk from her and went towards her other teammate and whispered to her. "Come on Connie, he's not only asking for this beatdown, but its going to be a one on three. We won't lose to him because we know all three of us are skilled in hand to hand and we will overwhelm him with our quick strikes and Maine's strong attacks its a guaranteed victory against this smug prick." South reassured her, with a sigh of defeat C.T decided.
"Alright I'm in, sorry Nevada nothing personal, but I'm going to fight you along with those two today, as much I don't want to." With that said C.T also put on her helmet and left the mess as well to get away from the shitstorm that South stirred up at the table.
Everyone else in the mess was getting excited at the prospect of the newest freelancer about to fight 3 of the top 10 agents on the leaderboard, and were about to head out of the mess and head to the observation deck to watch the fight that will begin in the hours to come.
South went back to Nevada and was looking smug with a grin on her face.
"You better get ready for your ass kicking, because in a few hours no one's gonna recognize your fa-" She said, before being interrupted by the loud speakers in the mess blaring and F.I.L.S.S started an announcement
"Agent's South Dakota, North Dakota, Carolina, and Nevada please report to the briefing room. Priority one directive." the A.I said before shutting off.
With announcement the finished, North went up to South and patted her on the shoulder trying to get her to come along and break the tension between the two freelancer's
"Looks like our mission's finally back on South, and maybe the new guy is in on it. Come on sis we gotta get going." North said getting her to go with her.
But before she left, she gave Six a warning.
"After this mission is over, your ass is mine." South said with a scowl on her face and like that she left behind her brother to go towards the meeting room.
"Guess you really pissed her off didn't you?" Carolina questioned Six, he was just so confused about why this was happening to him. "Come on we need to go see what the Director wants from this mission." she said, she felt a little sorry for him. Barely a week end and he has to fight 3 of the top 10. She believed that this unknown person could beat any those three alone, considering what she saw in his file for combat prowess, but all three at once she didn't think he stood a chance.
"He especially wouldn't beat me." Carolina thought with confidence, and with that she left the mess with Six following her towards the briefing room. Leaving York and Wash just befuddled with what just transpired a few minutes ago.
With all that was said and done Six was quite pleased at pissing off South and now he has a chance to shut her mouth, and he's gping to get an opportunity to see the skills of both C.T and Maine.
Before he went into the elevator to go to briefing, he just thought of the one thing that really stood out throughtout this week.
"Well, I guess I made great first impression my first week here." He thought dryly, as the elevator closed going up to see what the Director wanted.
(Chapter End)
Also excuse me for using Six instead of Nevada, but if people don't know him that well or its the Director he's gonna be called Nevada, other than that he probably be called Six as a nickname.
Now I know this chapter is a little shorter than the other 2 and that I said there would be some action this chapter, but I lied.
Viewer: BOOOOOO "proceed's to throw apples and tomato's at me".
Irongiant9000: Yes yes I know your pissed off just give me a minute to explain.
So as I was saying I wanted to put some fight scene's in here, but I thought differently and decided to give Six the oil rig mission and have the 3 on 1 against South, Maine, and C.T later.
However he's going to be doing something completely different compared to North, South, and Carolina.
But don't worry the 3 on 1 is still going to still happen.
But also fear not reader's, Six isn't going to take on the entire top 10 agents by himself, so I won't make him extremely OP. However he's gonna climb up that leaderboard.
I also gotta give him some strength considering he's a hyper-lethal and I think he's just a strong Spartan III on the field regardless of not having specific skill compared to the rest of Noble Team.
Another thing I wanted to talk about is Six being a little bit more talkative and emotional and I know he's not the biggest expresser of emotion, but I wanted him to talk and give his opinion, instead of him just standing there nodding his head and showing no emotion whatsoever, because that would kinda dull, and besides we will get those quiet moments in fight scenes and missions.
Also we get a sneak peak next chapter at another character.
Who is it, well I think you might know who it is.
Also one more thing to comment on the oil rig is based on Earth, but I am going to base it on another planet next chapter.
But on that note this is IronGiant9000 and I'm signing off.
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