Samus stumbled through the portal as the whole place around them began to quake, the moan of ancient metal waking piercing her sensitive hearing.

John helped the orange armoured teen regain balance, as the portal behind them shut down, Blue team jogged over to them.

"What the hell happened to you, are you ok?" Kelly gasped examining the crack on her leaders visor.

(He kicked that guys ass is what happened!)

Ignoring his teens adrenalin rush Chief sighed. "I'm fine it's just a surface crack." John watched Samus take a few steps away from him.

Fred rested his gun against his chest. "Great, so where are we?" he gazed up looking for an answer in the shifting metal above.

"I'm not sure..."

(It's called a guardian, it's some sort of promethean policing ship, thingy, that polices galaxies and such.) Samus gave the short synopsis from her scan.

The team gave their full attention to the teen, Samus could only imaging that their faces read confusion of how she knew that information. (Scanned it, got what little info it provided) she shrugged her shoulders.

At that a sonic metalic roar brought all weapons up, as the surrounding area began to quake with great force as it shifted, it began to feel like a large craft taking off.

"What's that roar?" Linda yelled over the guardians song.

(It's a slip space signal)

Kelly spread her feet to keep balance, holstering her shotgun she shot a glare at Samus. "The fu... wait did you say it was a some type of ship?!" Kelly shouted over the metalic wails.

Samus glanced at Chief before nodding slowly. "This thing is going to jump!?" The thoughts of all those people on the planet being killed in the jump filtered through John's mind.

Fred was thinking the same. "All those people are going to be killed in the jump!"

Though they did not meet Sloan personally, Samus was suspicious of him. (Some how I think Sloan knew this was going to happen, I'm tapping into their channels they seem to have been evacuating during the time that spartan team found us. Also seems like that team of spartan fours are desperately making their attempt to saftey.) Samus noted to the others.

"We should help with the evac" Fred gestured with his gun.

Shaking her head Kelly gave a frustrated tone. "How we have no more exit?"

Master Chief knew there was little they could do, they were trapped on this forerunner contraption with no escape. "We can do nothing for them." John expressed little emotion as he watched the place around them transform.

Usually Samus would argue the thought of abondoning the option to try and help people in danger, but she knew her father figure was right, they could only wait. (We should probably move through there so we are not flying around when we enter slipspace.) the teen gestured toward a forerunner door off in the distance.

"Lets move blue team!" John ordered following his teen towards the large opening door.

Samus was the first through the door the team of spartans arriving behind her seconds later. The room was large, illuminated by a royal blue glow the sound of electronic hums and blips echoed in the empty space. Once the team was fully in the room the door latched shut with the sound of a locking mechanism.

Linda walked over to another door on the opposite side of the room "All doors are locked, no visible exit."

"Samus what is this place?" John holstered his riffle onto his back, scanning with his eyes the empty room they were now trapped in.

Switching visors to scan the room they were stuck in. (Do I look like the info guide to this gurdian?) Samus rolled her eyes as her scan finished.

Kelly tapped the walls with a balled up fist checking for a hidden exit. "Teenager sarcasm, we needed some of that?" Kelly snorted pushing off the wall.

After reviewing the info Samus slumped her shoulders forward. (It's a holding cell as far I can see. Pretty much for us it's a saftey room to avoide dying while going into slipspace.)

"Did you say a holding cell?" Linda looked over her shoulder to lock gazes with Fred.

"Safe maybe, but it's a holding cell." Fred gave a frustrated exhale.

(So what, what's the big deal.)

"Samus a holding cell is for prisoners..."

Samus cut off her leaders sentence. (I know what it is, so why is it such a big deal?)

"Well it has seemed to lock us in pretty damn good, I hope it unlocks once we arrive at it's destination." Fred hinted at Samus.

The conversation was quickly ended by a jolt, knocking them off their feet before a smooth humming sound rang idicating slipspace.

John looked at the cieling watching the blue lights flickering smooth as the Guardian began to hum. "We're in slipspace." he mused pushing off the floor.

"I would be happier to know where are we going exactly?" Linda picked herself off the ground with a long sigh.

Fred shook off the slip of gravity, deeply sighing he looked to his leader for answers. "John why did Cortana lead us onto this thing?"

Linda and Kelly attempted over and over again to guess at were the forerunner contraption was taking them. While Fred continued to press on with questions Chief couldn't answer at the given time.

Samus stayed calm and collected, exhaling she contracted her muscles at the sting in her throat. The sense of adeventure coursing through her. Rather then being confused and irritaited by the situation, Samus was more on the impaitient side, waiting for the opportunity to explore a new planet and continue their mission.

Her thoughts were quickly interrupted by an abrupt snarl from her father figure. "I don't know Fred, I am in the dark just as much as you are right now!"

Samus had never seen Chief outburst like that before, the situation must have been more frustaiting then Samus had originally thought. The team seemed just as surprised as Samus having their full attention on their leader. The teen noticed Chief looked just as shocked as his team, clearly the stress was finally begining to crack his solitary shell.

Sighing to himself he looked to his brother. "Fred I just don't have answers right now." John spoke in a apologetically as he looked away in distress and confusion. His gaze unintentionally meeting his adopted daughter, who looked up at him with care and concern. Her warm gazing mixed coloured eyes gave him enough comfort to recollect his solitary stature. "We wait for now, we will find answers once we get off this Guardian."

Samus watched as Chief strode towards her, respectfully she got to her feet to greet her aproaching adopted father.

John waved off the action, gesturing for his teen to sit back down.

Doing as she was told she relaxed as Chief sat beside her. He relaxed one leg while he rested his one arm on the other. "You must be missing your ship by now?"

Cocking her head back in surprise Samus was not expecting that for a conversation starter, especially from the Chief. (Not to much, I don't like sitting in that thing for very long.) Samus replied with a shrug.

"You understand it may have been damaged in the slipspace rupture from the Guardian."

(I never really keep it grounded on planets filled with unknown humans, it was flying around. So it may be damaged but not with us anymore.)

Master Chief gave an understanding grunt, leaning the back of his helmet against the wall they sat against.

(You seem flustered.) Samus mentioned catching her fathers full attention.

He merely looked at her, almost as a challenge, waiting for another comment from the intuitive teen. But to his avail she stared with just as much of a concentrated challenge. With a deep sigh he looked to the cieling once more. "The situation is a bit frustraiting I agree."

(I'm not frustrated.)

John could only imagine her soft calm voice speaking confidently in her youthful tone. Closing his eyes momentarily, he wished he could once again hear the joy of that youthful voice. It served somewhat of a souce of calmness for him, he enjoyed stimulaiting conversations with the teen, even if most of them were mediocre.

"No?" He quarried.

Samus shook her head confidently. (Nope.)

Smirking under his visor he chalenged. "Then what?"

(I'm excited.) She smiled cheerfully.

His helmet cocked back in surprise. "Excited, for what we are trapped on an unknown vessel?" John questioned his teen curiously.

(We may be on our way to an unknown planet in the universe, we will find new things out there, and possibly some answers to our confusion.) Samus gave her exited explanation to her leader.

John smiled at Samus's optimism he knew she was with them again, for a good reason. "You are right Samus. Just promise me you will stay in my sights, don't explore without me ok?"

(I promise Chief.) Samus smiled happily, overjoyed and content to be back in action with her adopted family. Even though she enjoys her fare share of the bounty hunting life, she had her homesick moments on her hunts. Even though she had lost her voice, Samus felt whole again standing beside her proud family of war heros.

Samus's thought's flowed calmly through her mind as her brain began to attempt to shut her body down for some R&R. It had been almost weeks since Samus last slept, and over a year since she had last had a good sleep session.

John could read his teen was growing more tired by the minute, as her body began to sway from her resistance, before sliding into his strong solid shoulder. He did not move away he missed having his adopted daughter rest on him for saftey, protection and comfort her when nightmares accrued. Seems that his teen was the only one really capable of making him act and look more human then he really was.

Blinking her eyes tiredly she finally relized what was happening, almost jumping out of her skin she hopped to her feet, almost surprising Chief with the sudden action.

Chief found the spooked behaviour odd. "Is there something wrong Samus?" John knew Samus would never purposely run off like that especially with him.

Recollecting her hidden rappid breaths Samus shook her head to reassure the green spartan. With her streak of graphic hell raising nightmares, she no longer wanted anything to do with sleep. A nightmare filled slumber infront of her spartans especially Chief, would just bring to much unnecessary attention to her, she didn't want to be babied no longer. Wanting to prove her coming young adult maturity to the team.

Samus visibly jumped at the sudden firm hand on her shoulder. "Hey kiddo you look like you just saw a flood infection form. You ok?" Fred attempted to find eye contact with the reluctant teen.

Samus gave a glimps of her attention to the concerned lieutenant, sighing through a dry cough Samus nodded, even though she knew the spartan could read she was lying to him. She hoped they landed at their destination soon, she couldn't hide herself from Chief forever.

(Just bored that's all.) She shrugged changing the subject.

John nodded knowing sitting around doing nothing was not her strong suit. And as far as she could tell the team of spartans were no differen't in mind.