Now its chapter three… I'm still new to fan fiction so I hope that I did good with this. Plz reveiw I need to know how im doing and you're the only ppl who can tell me.

As his crews piled into the cave's mouth and begin setting up a forward commissioning post, Adams stared out in wonder at the horizon. It was obviously day time on the planet, as the sun was shining in the high sky. That's when he realized he needed to have a pep talk with his men of the 712th battalion. If they were going to survive on a hostile world, then they needed to, at the very least, have someone crank up their gears, so to speak.

He called his crew over, and had the troops sound off when he called them out on his roster, via a command communicae attached to his right wrist.

After they had all checked in, Adams looked around at his battalion. Most of them were standard foot soldiers, but even so they had to know the truth. As they all gathered before him at the mouth of the cave he saw the many faces of the numerous species that were there. Some looked like they were on night watch duty, while others simply looked confused while others were stern and ready to fight at a moment's notice.

Crackle raised his hand.

"Permission granted Crackle." said Adams.

Crackle lowered his hand, "Are we going to die?" he said in his squawky voice.

Adams rolled his eyes and sighed. Grunts, while they had been properly trained for more than combat in the real world, they were still as clueless as they were ten years ago.

"No, were not going to die."

A Jiralihane Captain was about to raise his hand when Adams said "Please keep all questions to yourselves until I say so."

He then slowly put down hand.

Adams then began to, slowly at first then faster as he continued, pace back and forth in front of the group of soldiers.

"We made contact with a space faring civilization known as the Empire. They demanded that they board our ship and search through it. The Captain said no. He dropped us off for our own protection while he shook of the Imperial ships in pursuit of him."

He then stopped." Our Primary Objective is to find the Guardian, find it's people, and get."

"Survival is our second Objective." he finished with a stare of a hard core veteran.

Tsu stepped forward, "My friend, I agree with you that we should look for our brothers at arms. But we must defend ourselves if the enemy intends to attack. How can we rescue our friends if we do not live? "

Adams was about to respond when he saw something gleam on a nearby ridge to his right. The shine was now gone, but Adams was not convinced.

"Excuse me, for a moment. You're dismissed."

As several individual soldiers scratched their heads in confusion, Adams began to walk to the ridge in a uneasy fashion. He tightly gripped his rifle and switched the safety off.

The ridge itself was very narrow, as if something had tunneled under it to make it rise in the past century or so. While he was climbing up on top of the ridge, he saw something move out of the corner of his eye. It was a quick movement, and he barely had time to register it. He whirled around and fired his rifle in its direction in a small burst.

The rounds chipped off several bits and pieces off of the rock that he saw the movement.

"Who's there?" he shouted, hoping that it might come out to talk.

With no answer, he continued moving until he found himself surrounded with rocks, in a dead end zone. The rocks must've been at least Six meters tall…it was if he was led here.

He finally realized his mistake.

"All right you, ya got me to follow you, if you're going to kill me though, you're going to have to do better have this though."

No answer.

That's when everything happened too fast.

He saw movement and pulled the trigger instinctively, suddenly blood exploded from what seemed like air.

"AAAHHH!"

He heard a woman scream as if she had been shot for the first time with a rifle.

He then saw a girl, lying on the ground wearing highly decorated robes as if she were some one of high authority. But that's not what caught his attention. What grabbed his attention was the aliens features.

She had a face as red as the surface of Mars, with what looked like tentacles protruding from her scalp. To him, she was stunning and her features completely blew him away, and he couldn't stop staring at her.

That was his second mistake.

"Get down!" she cried out to him.

Adams then had a puzzled expression on his face, as he contemplated why would this beautiful, sexy, alien, she be telling him this. It was a proven, scientific fact, that he had never been good with the ladies. Whenever he came across someone with a beautiful smile of calm, gentle personality, he'd stammer and basically lose his concentration.

Suddenly, without warning, he was pushed to the ground by some invisible force. Adams looked up in time to accomplish two things.

One: look up in time to see a ghostly apparition of some sort of armored being..

Two: pull the trigger.

Adams thought that if this was his last stand against the Imperials, he was going to go down fighting.

The being seemed to shift and become more visible.

The being simply shrugged off the bullets, then as if to display its power, pulled up its chest armor only to reveal the black body suit. The bullets went through and out the other side, poking holes in the armored beings body suit.

He let himself get hit and not even feel it, thought Adams.

Finally, Adams let loose his final round as the devil being plucked it out of the air with seemingly no trouble at all.

Adams just stared at the beings black and gray helmet, as it inspected the round. He stared in fear at the crimson colored visor that hovered motionless above him. He couldn't take his eyes off of him, as if he was being forced to look at the being.

Adams felt as if someone had just torn out his heart with a energy sword as the black being raised his fist to end Adams.

Adams could only say three words: "Do it then."

Pathetic.

He closed his eyes to wait for the final blow. He heard a smack, but when he opened his eyes, he saw the fist of everybody's favorite Super Soldier.

"Yea, Spartan! Kick his can!"

(=) (=) (=) (=)

Retro looked at the being who dared defy his power. Who dared to oppose the most powerful warrior in the galaxy? Who was this…Spartan that this pathetic being spoke so highly of?

The warrior even had great strength, enough to push against the dark being and push him back a little.

Who are you?

Suddenly a robotic voice sprang out from the being, " Ms. Saratoma is a Spartan IV, part of the most powerful super soldier program in the U.N.S.C., and is about to utterly and humiliatingly defeat you. Or in the words of a Marine, she is about to KICK YOUR ASS!"

The Spartan lunged, and she threw a powerful punch at Retro, whom simply fazed out of existence as her punch' momentum pulled her through Retro's ghostly apparition. She regained her footing and did a Tornado kick, which would have sent Retro flying if not for the fact that he simply phased out again.

Then it was Retro's turn to strike. With blinding speed he threw a devastating punch at her.

To his interest she merely blocked it with her arm and tried to grab a hold of Retro, to no avail of course.

Retro then activated one of his wrist knives, which popped out from a slit in his fore-arm armor.

He swung with great speed, but the Spartan simply jumped away at the last second.

Minutes had passed and now Retro was getting slightly annoyed. He, the most powerful being in the universe, having to fight nothing more than a petty human? No, this was no petty human. The reflexes, the timing, the strength, all of these and more is what no simple being had.

He quickly pulled out his DC-19Y and fired a two round burst.

Through his visor he saw the bolts kick up smoke and connect with the Spartans head, once it had hit the Spartan, the dust was thick.

But when the dust had cleared, Retro noticed that the Spartan was hunched over with some sort of force field enveloping her body.

She broke the force field and quickly pulled out her weapon, and pulled the trigger.

Retro simply let the rounds pass right through his apparition while he contemplated what he had just seen.

Shields? Perhaps, but he wasn't quite sure. The only Republic clone that needed Shield's was the clone Commando unit. But if these were energy Shields' on the Spartan, then he would have to watch these Spartans more carefully in the future.

More time had passed and the two combatants hadn't given each other any room for error. Retro was ticked. He was going to end her life here and now.

He pulled out from his hip a small cylindrical object and ignited its pommel. The Dark Saber, as it was called, was basically a light saber with nothing but a black blade. It was just a deadly, and just as useful.

Then the Spartan dropped her weapon, and pulled out from her back, where Retro had thought to be just a metal pole, she unsheathed a, what looked to be, a energy Katana.

The two opponents charged at each other and clashed, each one blocking their opponents attacks and retaliating with one of their own.

Finally, Retro struck downward and the Spartan blocked it with ease.

The two just stood there, pushing their blade against their opponent, but to no avail could they gain any advantage over their opponent.

(=) (=) (=) (=)

"Retro," called out the red faced girl, "Stop! I told you to go back to the convoy!"

Adams watched the being instantly teleport back to the alien's position. The Spartan glared at her opponent for a while, picked up her battle rifle, and then turned to help Adams.

"Are you all right sir?" asked the AI.

"Yea I'm fine."

He looked towards the pretty alien, and he thought maybe he could eventually go out with her and-

Adams shook his head, now was not the time for Romance.

He upholstered his side arm and walked up to the alien, whose wounds were being healed by the dark being.

"Why the hell did you attack us? Are you Imperial?" he asked.

The alien girl glanced up to him in a disgusted manner.

"No I'm not with the Empire!" she replied defensively.

"Then why did you-"

He glanced down at her leg where he had accidentally shot her, only to find that there was nothing there, not even a scar.

"How did you-"

"Syntheskin. It is a highly useful medical substance. As long as someone isn't dead, just put a little bit of the syntheskin on the wound and in a few short seconds the wound is completely healed."

While the two talked, the Spartan and Dark being only glared at each other. The Spartan however had some slight trouble looking at him. She would be able to hold her stare on him for only a few short seconds and then it was as if something pushed her eyes away from his visor.

The soldier had black and gray armor, with a crimson 'T' shaped visor. Strapped to his side was a stubby weapon that looked very….subtle.

Then the beings left shoulder armor opened up like two sliding hangar doors. Then a little pod opened up, still attached to the trooper. It then started to scan the Spartan as her HUD began to get a little static as she was scanned. The pod then folded back into the armors shoulder pad.

Thank you.

The being turned and walked away and then seemed to slowly fade out of existence.

Saratoma cocked her head. What did he just do?

"What's your name and why did you sneak up on me like that?"

The alien stood up, "I am Ahsoka Tano, Jedi Knight of the Republic. I didn't want to harm you, just to talk."

Adams gripped his rifle even harder. Some weird way to talk in this galaxy, sneaking up on the person just to chit-chat? That's not normal.

"I see you don't believe me," said Ahsoka.

Both Adams and Saratoma recoiled in shock, "How did you know?"

"I told you, I'm a Jedi." She replied.

She outstretched her hand, and for a while nothing happened.

Then, Adams noticed three rocks begin to shake, and start floating in mid-air. Adams couldn't believe it, and kept rubbing his yes to make sure it was real. Rocks didn't fly. That shit just didn't happen. The rocks slowly floated over to them and stopped. Ahsoka let her hand fall to her side as the two rocks slammed into the earth. Each rock was about the size of a chair, probably why she selected them.

"Please take a seat." Said Ahsoka.

As the three took a seat, Saratoma began to clean her rifle, while all the while keeping a close eye on her motion tracker. She knew that that black soldier was out there somewhere. And since she was a part of Gray team…she had a chance.

Ahsoka looked at the human. He was handsome, and in some strange way, she thought she might actually like him. She shook her head. This is politics and War not Romance.

"What is your name?" she asked.

"I am ODST Warrant Officer Adams Cursk of the UNSC. What was that thing that was about to kill me?" Adams asked.

"That is our Shadow Trooper Retro. He's highly dangerous against anything. This is actually the first time that any one was able to fight back a Shadow Trooper for a while. You might call him a ultra soldier."

"Ms. Saratoma has concluded that there was no doubt in her mind that she could easily defeat this…Shadow Trooper."

Ahsoka shook her head, "You don't get it, you can't beat something you can't touch."

"Were getting off topic, my troops need a place to hide from the Empire. I saw you land and I saw you lead. We need your help."

The UNSC soldier stammered for a moment, seemingly completely bewildered by her for some odd reason. She couldn't tell, and then finally said, "I'll have to talk it over with my troops."

"Before you go I think we found someone of yours." She said remembering the being.

"Who did you find?"

WHO DID AHSOKA FIND? YOU DECIDE! SEND IN YOUR CHOICES VIA COMMENTARY OR PRIVATE MESSAGING. THE CHOICES ARE….NOBLE 5 GORGE, SRGT FORGE FROM HALO WARS, SRGT MAJ JOHNSON, CATHIREN HALSEY, NO MASTER CHIEF….NOT YET! Also plz comment if you like.