Chapter 12: "Six"

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"Wait," the Chief said. "Cassie is Cortana?!" He had so many questions, and he wanted to make up all of the lost time with his "precious" AI. He was about to speak, when the door was busted down. Donut came flying through the hole in the wall and hit one of the support pillars. "Donut!" Sarge said, looking at him. "Why do you keep making holes all over the place?!" Donut looked up at Sarge. "Sarge," he said. "Specimen 789 is an asshole." The Chief ignored his urge to ask Cassie or Cortana, whoever she was, all of his questions. He loaded his Assault Rifle and pointed it at the Donut-shaped hole in the door. He saw the rest of the Reds and Blues be thrown through the hole, plus a Warthog. He barely had enough time to take cover, but he did.

He peeked around his cover, and saw 789 coming through the hole. He was about to engage the enemy, when he heard clapping. "Well done, Specimen 789!" someone said. "What the hell?!" the Chief said, surprised, turning to face the newcomer. He saw a Spartan in light brown armor turn off his Active Camo. He pointed his gun at the newcomer, but soon found himself outnumbered. A few Flood Infected Elites deactivated their cloaks, followed by dozens, then hundreds, then thousands. "Oh, fuckberries." Tucker said, as he got up.

"Who the hell are you?" the Chief asked. The Spartan might have answered, but Doctor Halsey was the first to speak. "No, it's impossible!" she exclaimed. The Chief turned to face her. "You were killed in action on Reach!" The Chief turned back to the infected Spartan, now seeing the traces of Flood Infection on him. But why weren't they attacking? "I'll ask you one more time," the Chief said, pointing his gun at the man. "Who the hell are you?" The Spartan stepped forward, and cleared his throat, if he had one, that is. "Gentlemen," he said, sticking out his hand. "I don't believe we've met. These are my friends."

The Chief knew that the Spartan was referring to the infected Elites, and Specimen 789. The Chief timidly took his hand, and they shook. "And," the Spartan finally said. "My name is Spartan B312. The Noble Six." The Master Chief dropped his gun in surprise. "Halsey was right," he said. "You're dead!" Noble Six laughed. "Leave it to Doctor Halsey. The smart one!" he said. "This doesn't make sense," Dr. Halsey said. "How are you alive?" The Noble Six turned to face her. "Oh, believe me, I'm dead," he said. "I just got 'revived', if you will."

"How'd you get revived?" the Chief asked. He then realized that Cortana was silent and he snuck a glance her way, she was just sitting there, staring off into space. "Well, after Reach fell," he started. "And after my death, the Flood found my dead body, and the Gra- er, I mean, the Master revived me, and possessed me. Well, possessed part of my mind that is." The Chief was a little confused. "What do you mean the Master?" he asked. "Do you mean the Gravemind?" Cortana interrupted. "So many nightmares!" The Chief turned in her direction. "Sorry!" he said. "Yes," Six said. "The Gravemind. Oh, fuck off! I'm saying your name. You're not in charge of me!"

"What the fuck is this guy talking about?!" Grif groaned. "Put a cork in it Fas..." Sarge's voice trailed off. "I understand why you brain dead idiots don't understand," Noble Six said, looking over to Halsey. "But Doctor Halsey should understand, she's supposed to be in on this." The Chief picked up his gun and pointed it at Six. "Yeah, I bet that would happen," he said, his finger hovering over the trigger. "Dr. Halsey is on our side." Dr. Halsey cleared her throat. "He's right." she said. He turned to Halsey. "What?" he said. Dr. Halsey raised her hand to her mouth and spoke into a watch she was wearing. "Code 75461," she said. "Disable Spartan 117's weapon systems."

All of a sudden, the Chief felt an electric tingle in his fingers, and he dropped his weapon, or more likely, it left his grasp. He tried to pick it back up, but along with the Pistol, when touching a weapon, it sent a electric shock through his armor. "What the hell is going on?!" the Chief said. "I'm sorry John," she said. "I should have known I would lead you into a trap." Tucker looked at the doctor. "What the hell is going on?!" he said. "Chief, we are no longer in need of your services," Dr. Halsey said. "Forgive me, John." She turned to 789, who was standing beside Six. "Specimen 789, the 'Brelite', please kill the Master Chief." she said.

The Chief could not believe what was going on. He had been betrayed. He tried to dodge the rounds that the Brelite shot at him. The good news was that he succeeded. The bad news, one of the bullets hit him in the abdomen, reopening his surgerical wound. The Chief stumbled, and fell to the ground, not being able to move. "John, no!" Cortana shouted. He could barely make out her face hovering over his faceplate. "Tucker," she screamed, he could barely hear her voice. "Get over here!" If the enemy was firing, he couldn't hear them. Tucker appeared at his side as well, as he placed his DMR on the ground.

Cortana whispered something in his ear, and he nodded. He put his helmet back on, and took out his Rifle. "Sorry, Chief!" he screamed. "This is for your own good, consider as payback!" Great, he thought. Tucker's going to put me down. But that wasn't the case. He hit him in the face with the butt of his weapon, and everything went black.

A/N: There it is, it's all (mostly) in place. Cassie happened to be Cortana stated in the last chapter, and the Spartan is a resurrected Noble Six. And Dr. Halsey is a traitor. Is the Master Chief dead? Will the crew survive the chaos? These questions may or may not be answered in the next chapter. Until next time!