Ashes Chapter 2

Okay sorry this update is a little late, I just got Fallout: New Vegas this weekend and it has basically taken over my life lately ha ha. So anyways this chapter will also focus heavily on Halo, sorry ME fan boys. Shepard and co probably won't show up until next chapter. I have received a few questions over the week; I will try to answer them without giving too much away. Shepard will be Male in this story, Zaeed and Kasumi will both have roles in the story as well. As for Noble Six's armour, I am modeling her off of my own Spartan (as well as adding some more personalized additions). Her armour is mostly red with a few white stripe details, she has the Recon helmet, knee guards, the wrist computer, the grenade belt chest piece (forgot the name) and for shoulders her left is Similar to Carter's shoulder piece while her right is the default. She also has the shoulder mounted Tac knife. Finally her emblem is the ancient Spartan Helmet with the radioactive symbol in the background. Anyways I probably shouldn't say anymore, so without further ado…

Reach, September 9th 2552…

Six began to regain consciousness, her vision was very blurry and her ribs felt like a Covenant energy sword was lodged into them. She tried to move but she couldn't, her arms and legs were restrained to a lab table. 'What was going on?' she thought to herself. Something was wrong, the last thing she remembered was a wounded elite standing over her, and then she passed out. She looked down, to her surprise she was not in her armour; she was wearing what looked like a hospital robe. This was no hospital however, the layout seemed strange. She saw racks of medical equipment lining the wall, a single empty stasis pod on the opposite side. A drop of water fell onto her nose so she looked up. Stalactites lined the roof. A man in a lab coat entered the room.

'So I see you're finally awake Spartan' he said

'Who are you? Where am I?' She replied

'I am Doctor Michael Zimmer, and you are 5000 feet underground'

'Wait, what? How did I get here? Why am I restrained?' she said in panic. The doctor gave her a cold stare. He almost seemed annoyed by her question.

'I will be asking the questions here Spartan, you will speak when spoken too' he stated. Six was confused, this was no UNSC medic, was she even on Reach? Questions raced through her mind. Then it hit her like a ton of bricks. Rebels; she had to get out of there now. Six tried to break free.

'I wouldn't do that if I were you Spartan' the doctor pushed a button on his watch. An intense pain engulfed six, she cried out in pain. It felt like she was taking about seven cattle prods to her ribs.

'What the hell did you do to me?' Six asked impatiently.

'You see Spartan; you are a very valuable commodity. We cannot have you escape on us now can we? While we were fixing you're broken ribs we added a "leash" if you will. You are basically my puppet.'

Six became enraged

'What do you want with me you prick?' she barked.

'Now now, that is hardly the right way to speak to your new master isn't it? The fall of Reach was a blessing, It was nearly impossible to capture one of you, but this catastrophe all but handed you over to us. You are the last of your kind Spartan; all of your fellows have been slaughtered by the covenant. "The last Spartan", seems almost poetic to me'

'I will never fight for you!' She snapped fiercely. Once again a short wave of pain flushed through her, she screamed in agony.

'Ah but you do not have a choice, you will do our bidding eventually, slay our enemies, wipe out our rival rebel groups, oh yes you will make me quite the wealthy man. You will fight for me, either willingly; or we might have to implant that pretty little head of yours.'

Six simply turned her head away from the man.

'I'll take that as a no then? Such a shame, I was hoping I wouldn't have to get messy. Prepare for a rather painful surgery' the doctor said with smug. The Spartan just gave him a cold stare. Two armed guards entered the room; they both held standard UNSC issued Assault rifles, though they looked worn and out-dated.

"You two, guard the subject, she is not to even twitch under your watch. I must grab some supplies for the upcoming implantation. Be warned, even unarmed she is highly dangerous.'

One of the soldiers just chuckled.

'With all due respect Doctor, I think the two of us are rather qualified to handle one un-armed and restrained prisoner while you leave to fetch the implants.' The doctor just gave the man a cold stare then left the room, the door hissing shut behind him. The two Rebels just stood there ogling the restrained woman, cracking the frequent joke and sexual slur while doing so. Six mostly ignored this, her mind raced around how she was to escape. Then suddenly she knew, both of these idiots looked extremely dimwitted. She looked at the one on the left.

'Hey you, soldier.' She said softly.

'Oi! What the hell do you want?' he quickly snapped back.

'You look like a smart lad, I would like to talk to you for a moment' she replied. The soldier began to approach her when the second one stopped him.

'Wait, Doc told us not to approach her..'

'Come on mate, were armed, she's not, she's restrained were not, there are two of us and one of her. I think we got this.' The rebel continued to approach the imprisoned Spartan.

'Make it quick wench!' he snapped.

'You seem like a business man to me, so how about we strike a deal?'

'There's only one kind of deal were interested in sweetie' he said with a shit-eating grin on his face. Six was hardly surprised at the answer, those pigs. Like it or not, this was her ticket out of here.

'You know, once your doctor implants me I may not have the willpower to do so, so how about a kiss then?' she said seductively.

The Idiotic rebel just looked at his fellow with a sense of satisfaction then leaned over six. Now was her chance. She mustered all of her strength and ripped the locks right off of the table, freeing her arms. The rebels seemed to underestimate her raw power, a Spartan can flip a downed warthog with their bare hands after all. She used her superior strength and speed to grab the assault rifle from the rebel and smashed him with the butt end of the rifle. The man flew a good two meters before hitting the ground. The second Rebel realised what had just occurred and raised his rifle, ready to shoot her. Six's reflexes were well beyond his, she squeezed out two rounds into his chest followed by a clean shot to the head. She then aimed the rifle at the downed rebel, she tried to pull the trigger but nothing happened. "A gun jam? You piece of junk not now!" she thought to herself. The rebel got back up to his feet with blood pouring furiously from his nose.

'You cocky bitch!' The man was furious. He pulled out a large knife and slowly approached the Spartan.

'You broke my fucking nose! I'm going to make you bleed!' The enraged man raised his knife, ready to plunge it into the Spartan. Six quickly jolted upright and snapped the man's neck; his corpse fell on top of her. She grabbed the knife from him then shoved his body to the floor. Her feet were still restrained; these locks were a lot tougher to break than the ones restraining her hands. She tried to wedge it open with the knife when she heard rushed footsteps coming her way.

'Oh no' she sighed.

The doctor entered the room in quite the hurry.

'I heard gunfire, what is the meaning…' He stopped when he saw the Spartan upright, and both of the guards dead. He tried to reach the button on his watch to shock her, but he suddenly felt agony. Six had chucked the knife at him, burying it deep into his chest. His body knocked against the wall and hit the alarm system. Six let out an annoyed groan.

'For the love of god!' she yelled.

The loud roar of the alarm engulfed the room, six had little time. She Grabbed the restrains and pulled with all of her might, she was still weaker than usual, she had just regained consciousness and who knows what drugs she was injected with. Finally the restraints gave in, she was free! The Spartan had to act fast or she would be swarmed by guards. She rushed over to the other dead rebel to grab his weapon, but it seems one of the rounds she shot penetrated the rifle, it was all but useless.

'Give me a break!'

Six was now extremely frustrated, she was drowsy, her ribs still hurt, and now she had to escape this place against who knows how many guards and on top of that she had no weapon. Suddenly she heard the lab door hiss open, she spun around to meet the intruder. It was a single man in a lab coat; he had a pistol aimed for six. Six just sighed in relief, "finally" she thought to herself. She grabbed a glass tube from the wall and smashed it against his head. The wan was now extremely disoriented and was screaming in pain. Six let out a roundhouse kick that knocked the gun into the air and the man to the floor. She caught the pistol out of the air and aimed it at the would be attacker.

`Thanks for the gun chum`. She chuckled.

Six let out a quick round into the man's head and left the room. To her surprise and frustration, there was a shiny new gun rack just outside the door.

`Really now? That simple? Sigh…' She dropped the pistol and grabbed a DMR off of the wall as well as two frag grenades.

She did a quick ammo check and ran her hand threw her short blonde hair.

'Time for me to leave then'

Sorry for the Major delay, I re-wrote this chapter about five times, all of the other drafts just seemed too rushed or had huge plot holes. This Chapter Originally had all of Six's heroic escape in it, but it was just too damn long! All I know is that next chapter will be nearly twice as long, so you guys will need to be patient. Next chapter will not only have the rest of Noble 6's escape in in, but it will also have an appearance of one commander who needs no introduction ;).

All in all I am satisfied with this chapter. Please review btw, IMO bad feedback is better than no feedback at all. I will get next chapter up ASAP, but RL comes first so it could be a little bit. It will be worth the wait I assure you.