Alright I know what some of you might be asking, "Why haven't you updated in almost two years?!" Well I've been updating this story, just not with new chapters. I have went back and rewrote all of the older chapters for this crossover, twice! I fixed a lot of old mistakes, grammar issues, and tense problems. Plus added a few things here and there. If you want to check them out then feel free, it took me awhile to finish them. I would like to thank Andirithir and Lord Izangi for they have made this story ten times better than it was back then. Be sure to read their own stories, they are amazing writers. I apologize for the extremely long wait. Life and college has kept me very VERY busy, still I am working on all of my fics.

And as proof that I am still working on this story, here is a teaser/trailer for the next upcoming chapter. Now some of you reviewers have already seen it. Reviewers always get special privileges when they review. I like to show them what I am currently writing, bounce ideas off them, take suggestions, and even simply chat. I will be happy to oblige anyone.

I do feel terrible leaving a teaser/trailer, since its well... a preview. But I just want to show all of you that I am indeed working on this story. The teaser/trailer will be removed once the full chapter is ready.

This picks up immediately after the last chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own Halo or Tomb Raider. Halo belongs to 343 Industries now, Tomb Raider belongs to Crystal Dynamics

Chapter preview 5: Stretching His Legs

*In the Bolivian mountains near the ruins of Twuinaka*

"Alright, what the hell are you?!" Lara shouted at the green armored goliath.

"We told you, we're from a black ops..." Cortana started to respond for her companion, but was quickly cut off by the explorer.

"Rubbish! Did you really think I would believe all that? Just look at your armor and weapons! No military would have technology like yours! Now tell me the truth or I leave you behind! Who are you and where are you really from?" the tomb raider pushed, ready to make a daring move if she didn't get the answer she wanted.

Lara's heart raced like a motor engine, preparing herself to react on a moment's notice. Her eyes shifted over the Spartan's massive form, trying to detect even a subtle action from him, but he stood there like a statue. Except she could've sworn she heard the familiar sound of something beating against the air above her.

Breaking the intense stare down the Chief looked up, and instantly she mirrored his action. True to their ears, two helicopters raced overhead through the clear sky, cutting a knife through the tension in the air.

"And here come the bloody tourists to spoil it all." Lara growled as her brown eyes followed the helicopters' trail.

She then turned to the Master Chief.

"Stay here, we're not finished yet."

Not waiting for a response, the British explorer jogged up the path, hoping to deal with the more intermediate problem. Answers would have to wait for later about the mysterious soldier and his advanced computer.

She ran up the hill that gave her a strong bird's eye view of the layout of Twuinaka. Lara got down on one knee and pulled out her electronic binoculars to see the pre-Incan ruins and its entrance. The ancient foundation was under a cave, hidden from any satellites and travelers. Only the stone beams on the sides held the rocks up, so it wouldn't collapse and seal all of its secrets forever. A large but worn out, stone-made staircase led up to the doorway, somewhat similar to a Mayan's temple. Various boulders and rocks dug into the ground in front of it, no doubt from the acts of erosion.

But before all of the ruins, was a very wide open area with only dirt and small patches of grass. It could perhaps be half the size of a American football field. Unfortunately it was certainly broad enough for two helicopters to land and a SUV to park. Several armed men piled out of the vehicles like ants from their hill. Eight mercenaries from each helicopter and six from the automobile, all armed with rifles. They lined up in a single file line. Only one stood out, pacing in front of them, obviously the commanding officer issuing orders.

"Twenty-two? Smashing." Lara sarcastically swore under her breath.

"Your cam doesn't pick up details that small. What do you see?" Zip asked over the radio.

"Numerous men with guns. Mercenaries working for Rutland by the looks of them."

"Sounds like a bit of a hand full, Lara, even for you." Alister added in.

The tomb raider let out a low sigh, knowing that her friend was right. The odds were not in her favor.

"Yes, this might be a problem." she replied.

"So do you got a plan?" Alister questioned.

Lara bit the inside of her cheek in irritation. She knew the only way she would have any chance in such a one-sided fight, was that she needed to use stealth and precision. But her idea was blown out of the water since it was broad daylight outside, and sneaking up on all of them in a spacious area would be strenuous. Not to mention she would have to be quiet as a mouse while sliding down a rocky hill. She was indeed in quite a predicament.

"Well..."

It was then a large green blur jolted past her, leaving a gust of wind blowing against her lengthy brown hair, taking her breath with it.

"Woah!" Zip shouted in surprise.

"What was that?" Alister cried out.

"I'll give you both one guess." Lara replied, while she watched through her binoculars once more.

...

The Spartan leaped up into the air, and landed with a loud thud, creating a cloud of dust around him.

Every mercenary instantly spun back and aimed their automatic weapons at him.

"I count twenty-two targets, Chief. All of them carrying very primitive guns like the mercenaries before. It seems that they are also equipped with an outdated bullet proof vest, but our weaponry should pierce right through them easily. I believe this is a good chance to stretch your legs after that cryo-nap. Want me to start a timer?" Cortana quipped.

John-117' trained his battle rifle at the center man, finger on the trigger.

"Yeah."

...

"What the fuck is that thing?" one of the mercenaries asked.

All of the hired gunmen kept their fire arms zeroed in on the armored giant. Once the dust cleared, they weren't sure what they were looking at. Standing easily seven feet tall, covered from head to toe with intimidating green armor, complete with a full helmet and a golden reflective visor. On top of that it was carrying unusual weapons, and enough to fight a small war.

A mixture of questions and accusations broke out between the mercenaries.

"Does anyone know what that thing is?"

"Is... is that a robot?"

"You've been watching too many sci-fi movies. Rutland never said anything about it, so it ain't on our side."

"Should we radio the boss?" another mercenary asked next to the captain of the mercs.

"No. It's just one against all of us." the captain declared. He stepped in front of his group as he let his rifle relax against his shoulder, a sure sign of his confidence.

"Alright buddy just put down your guns and walk away. There's no chance of you surviving. Unless..."

His sentence was finished when a trio of loud barks and vapor trailed the thing's rifle. In a flash, the lead merc's head was ripped off, so fast that they could hardly see the thing raise its rifle.

Before the mercenaries's mostly headless body hit the ground the world seemed to end.

...

"Talking was never really one of your strong suits."

Proving that Cortana was right, John remained silent and shifted his target to the rest of the twenty-one odd mercenaries that were in his way.

I hope you enjoyed the preview. A taste of what is to come; the Master Chief duking it out with some mercenaries.

I'll try to get the next chapter out as soon as I can.

The next on my update list my Halo/Mass Effect crossover: 'From Hell to Hell.'

Now to respond to Guest reviews. Yes, I use to write all the reviews in the chapters but since I always respond to reviewers with profiles personally, well seems pointless in repeating myself to that reviewer. So in a nutshell, if you have a profile and review, I will respond by messaging you back. If you review as a Guest review, then you will have to wait until the next chapter to see you're response. Yes I do respond to all reviews, my sign of appreciation.

ShinigamiMaster: Thanks for trying to help, and taking interest in the story, but I'm not accepting any OCs at the moment.

Blank: I'm glad that you're enjoying the story. And no, it's not an Elite or Johnson on the ship.

sealking: I'm glad that you enjoyed the chapter. And the thing on the ship is neither an Elite nor a Spartan. But you're not the only one to guess them.

TheRedJ0ker: I actually have a lot of plans for the Master Chief being put out of his comfort zone.

Hi: Hopefully soon.

Guest1: I love the idea, it's very good. I'm debating if I want to go with or with something I already planned. Honestly it's a tough decision.

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