Quick Author Note - Sorry for the lack of updating the story, I have a lot of things going on right now. Another chapter will probably come out in a few days-sorry this one is shorter than usual, it's mainly just a conversation (chapter 7 will be the same way). Anyways, one last thing- a Guest wrote a review on the story stating that Master Chief is 45 at the end of Halo 5. This is true (and thanks for the fact, I didn't know that until I read that! :D), and I would just like to notify you guys that this story takes place more in Master Chief's future, when he's much older and near retirement. All of the ages of the characters are probably not going to fit into place with this story, mainly because I'm just taking characters from certain games without considering their current ages and making it epic. So, sorry if you're frustrated by that or something.

Anyway, have a good read. Back to the story we go...

Chapter 4 – 6's Capture, Pt. 1

Hell's Stronghold, Unknown Location

6 woke up to the sound of whirling motors, strapped to a chair in the belly of a Wraith. In front of him sat Link, the greatest swordsman in all of Hyrule. They were alone. Link grinned at him, and then began to speak.

"I see that you have awaken from our duel, Noble."

"That's not what I go by," 6 muttered.

"Oh really?" Link replied, raising an eyebrow. "That's what you went by back when I was with the Psychosets. Ah, those days… two years ago… lots of things happened back then. How's the Chief doing now? Still going mental?"

"Don't say a word about Chief. You know what happened to him."

"Oh, no, losing his little Blue Team to an electric shock. 'What am I ever going to do? Oh, I know—maybe I'll go insane!'"

"That's not how it went down. You know it."

"Eh, that's pretty much the gist of it. This war seems to be driving the man insane," Link cleared his throat. "Anyway, back to me and you, Noble. How have the days been while I've been gone? Did you ever get together with that one girl… what was her name, Tracer?"

6 was silent. Link grinned. "I'm not sure if she ever did like you—"

"She's my girlfriend now, by the way."

Link frowned. "Oh. Honestly very surprising. She was… out of your league at the time. Double the field missions you'd been on, and that was back when she was with Overwatch! Those were the good old times—before this war and everything. Maybe there will be a time when we can go back to peaceful living." He grabbed a bottle from underneath his seat, showing it to 6. "Nuka Cola mixed with a pinch of Iapapa Berry and Perfect Cherries. Makes for a great drink. Have you ever had any?"

"Never. Maybe I can have some right now."

"Oh, no, no, not now, Noble. You can drink some when we get there."

"Get where, exactly?"

"We're going to Hell's stronghold, one of the most secure places in all of Terra. You'll be locked in a cell there." Link took a sip of his drink. "Don't worry, they're quite comfortable. As you probably know, I was locked up in one."

"I remember."

"Thanks for that."

"Any time."

Link took another sip of his drink. "You know, Noble, it's been great talking to you. It's been… it's been so long, you know? It feels… absolutely insane. Such a long time. Do you remember back when we would fight together, on the same side? When we would go to Mario's bar, and we would talk about that Tracer girl…those were good times."

6 opened his mouth, but Link hushed him. "No, no, don't speak. I have a… question to ask you. Why… why did you give me to them? Was my life worth less than a dangerous situation? Was I worth giving up to them, when we could've fought back? Was I worth the exchange? Was any of it worth it?"

6 looked down at the floor. "…no."

"Yet it was still done, wasn't it? You didn't do anything to stop them from giving me away. You didn't see the outcome, did you? You thought I wouldn't join their side? I wanted my revenge, and I think I've got it." Link stood up and began walking towards the front of the Wraith. He opened the door to the cockpit. "Oh, by the way, 6… your friend, Little Mac? He was shot in both of his legs. I thought you wanted to know." He walked into the cockpit and closed the door.

6 looked down and shook his helmet off his head. His face was still bloody from the fight with Link. A tear fell from his eyes. He knew what he and the Psychosets had done to deserve this, but why his friends. They didn't deserve this.

Little Mac didn't deserve this.