Chapter 4: More than meets the eye

It's the end. One vs one. My ship vs the enemy frigate. We had rescued all of the survivors of the other ships and we are the only ones left. The only one to protect Earth. I could only sigh as the MAC only killed one tenth of its shields.

The enemy wasn't shooting us. It was only sending boarders. Our point defense cannons were working hard to destroy them. But a few boarded our ship.

"Marines! Protect the main corridor! Don't let them have control of it! Don't try to protect anywhere else!" the main corridor was the corridor that connects everywhere. If they don't control it, they can't get to the reactors, engines, nor the bridge. As the marines compiled to my order, they were cut down quick. I have no clue how they did it, but they seem to have their version of Spartans.

Suddenly, I heard a cry and I turned around, seeing a humanoid alien. Looked like the flood almost. It dodged a marine's shotgun and twisted his arm, stabbing the poor marine with an energy sword like thing, killing him instantly. We all fired our magnum at it but the bullet merely bounced off it's shields.

"Fuck!" I could only say as it jumped onto me, crushing me to the ground. Then, my vision started to blacken. "Fuck… you…" then my armour blew up. Literally. Pieces of it explosively came off, knocking the alien onto the roof, then fell onto the ground. But I felt no pain. I slowly stood up and that was when I noticed something very bad happening.

I was wearing standard admiral uniform but the top was ripped. Metal came out of my chest, slowly covering my body. It moved like an organic, but was metal. As it finished, I saw myself in old looking armour. Shields came on (I think its shields) and blade extended from my hands. The helmet seem to have a HUD, showing my current condition, a map with IFF tags, ammo counter, shield counter and other things.

The alien came back up and lunged at me. A robotic voice said something about activated a sequence and my arm flew up at alarming speed and sliced the alien in half. Then, I jumped up, twirling in the air, while my arm turned into cannon and blasted the remaining alien into pieces. All of the Precursors' bullets have missed. That was when the control of my body was back.

"What the fuck?" I just said, seeing the gaze of the marine and admiral still alive. "What happened to me?" My voice sounded very unlike myself. It sound very low and had a very serious tone to it.

"Um… admiral?"

"Yes?"

"What are you?"

"Human? Why do you ask that? But I have no clued what is this." I motioned to my armour. "Well, stop staring at me. I am pretty thankful that I had this or we would have been all dead. Now get back to your posts. We have a frigate to destroy." Most of them slowly came out of shock and restarted shooting the MAC. "I need to tell command about this." The frigate exploded in a shower of metal as the slug hit it, which ended the invasion. We have won, but at a high cost. Earth is safe. For now. 70% of our ships were destroyed. Millions of elite and humans were dead.

I walked to the person who was responsible for the comm and told him to connect to command.

"UNSC Last Hope to Command."

"We hear you loud and clear… What the fuck!"

"Yes, sir. We had… a problem with the Fleet Admiral. This foreign armour had crawled onto him and well, it technically was the reason we won. We are the only ship left. 50% of our crew is dead. Our ship is heavily damaged, so we are going to need someone for EVAC."

"Ok, UNSC Last Hope. We will. We will also investigate… the admiral's armour and how it got there. There's ten pelicans coming to get you. Command out." And command cut the connection.

"Well, Fleet Admiral. If we could make more of your armour, we would totally win this war!"

"I think we can, lieutenant." I said as the armour transformed off me and into a shotgun, the one 117.5 gave me. "We will just need to find Spartan 117.5. He is the reason, we have won this war. And the last war."

Author's note: each of the stories I write will have something to do with Spartan 117.5. Could be his future, his secrets or his past. Sorry for the short chapter. Please R&R!