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This is the first story I've posted so comment and if you have any advise please don't be shy.

Halo is not mine it is a copy right of the bungie or microsoft corperation. The story and characters are mine though, plz ask before using.

p.s. My spelling sucks, sorry.

Trying to find a way home

It was just another boaring day at the base. Me and my team had been asigned to protect it a few days ago. I thoght it was going to be battle after battle, but it was relativly quiet. It was a good change of pace concidering that in the days prior we never got r and r except maybe an hour after a mission. I was working on a UNSC standered issue four wheeler when the transmission from one of the marine squads out in the field "Base this is charlie two-four-nine we have enemy contacts making there way to the base, and theres lots of them. We're going to need some help out here, over." the voice crackled through the static on the radio.

"Rodger that charlie two-four-nine help is on the way, over." my commander Andrew said through his helmet com. "Alright ladies we got our selves somthin to do, Nick-" he points to our tech speacialist "-get the warthog ready to go. John-" he points to our heavy weapons expert "-help Nick get that M-40 ready and full of ammo. Chase-" he points to me "-get your sniper rifle and get a good vatige point were you can see everything the moment you run dry or I tell you to drop your sniper and get your shotgun and DMR out and falnk the enemy on the left side. Every one got there jobs?" he looked at all of us.

"Sir, yes sir" we all said at the same time and broke off for our jobs. There wasnt alot of talk since we were about to go on a mission. Mostly beacause we didnt want to get into a fight and end up having your last words said to them being either stupid or getting the other person to hate you. No one wants to die or have some one ells die with that on there chest.

I attatched my shotgun and DMR to the clamps on my back and carried my sniper rifle. I should proubly tell you my name and everything ells yada yada yada. My name is Chase lee... something I was taken by the UNSC at the age of seven and I had forgoten my last name. I'm six foot three inches, fourteen years old, and a spartan III. I can do about anything better than a normal human, but I'm expendable as they say. Me and my team are one of the best Andrew is the best battle stratagist I've ever seen. John is a nice guy and is ussually quiet, but piss him off and you won't be telling any one about it anytime soon. Nick is a smartass, but he could hack a covie com system in a few seconds.

I heard the warthog start up as I road from the base on the four wheeler trying to get to a spot I saw in some ruins, not far from the base before things started going out of controll. The bad thing was that I was the teams best at close and long range weapons. I had on my recon helmet and body armor, my left shoulder had on GUNGNIR armor and I never once pernounced that name right. I lost my right arm in a battle on Sigma Octamus Four when I grabbed an energy sword off the ground and went at enemy forces to give my team time to prep the falcon for evac.

*Flashback*

It was raining in a forest on the dark side of the planet and the and it would of been a beutifull site if dead alien bodies weren't covering the ground. I was running for the falcon when a fucking elite came out of the dense forest and tried to slice me with his own energy sword, but I turned thanks to Andrews warning over the headset and stabbed him right in the gut a bit low from my target. He was pissed and tried to cut me again, but I doged sadly for me a bit to late. I fell to the ground in pain and kick him back shoving the still active sword through his stomach. He fell and because of the rain slid down the muddy hill. I had to get to the falcon and didnt have time to get my arm. I stood up and felt my self about to black out, the only reason I staied awake was because one enemy reinforcments would be there soon, two John and Nick were knocked out and injured, and third I was the only one left who could fly a falcon. Andrew had a few cuts in his armor from energy swords and burns from various plasma weapons, but was still okay enough to strap them and himself into the seats along with preping the grenade launchers attached to the sides of the falcon.

He was busy too strapping himself in to one of the side guns to notice me take some rope and only said "Your lucky you didnt get as hurt as these two." the fact that he said THAT made me laugh a little as I tied the rope around the stub that was my arm to slow the bleeding. He was on my left side so didn't know till we landed at a nearby base. During the flight John and Nick had woke up, but i didn't have the energy to answer any questions they asked me, Nick even called me a jackass. Blood was all over the cab by the time we landed, "Chase you can come out of the falcon now..." I heard Andrews voice become littler and littler as I passed out.

*Andrew at that moment*

"Chase you can come out of the falcon now." no responce "Hello is your headset okay." still no responce. Andrew walks around the side of the falcon and looks in the cab. He almost vomits at the site, Chases blood was all over the right side of the cab and pooled on the floor. "NICK, JOHN GET OVER HERE NOW!" the two were about to leave when they heard him yell.

"What we were about to get some r and r." Nick says through the com as he walks up to Andrew.

"Nick cut the shit and go get a medic. John help me get Chase out of this thing." It was then that they got worried Nick found a medic and had him bring a stretcher built for a spartan. John and Andrew pulled off the glass top of the cab and pulled Chase out gentally. When Nick got back he pulled off his helmet and vomitted at the site of Chase.

Chase was in the emergency room for ten hours and was fit with a robotic replacement for his arm. He woke up three days later and everything was normal again in a few hours. They got called on ten more assignments before finally ending up on some frozen planet stopping cavies from getting taking a base that didn't look like it was worth dieing to protect.

*End of flashback*

I had gotten used to the robotic replacement and found it as a slite improvement. My team had joined the battle just before I got to my spot in the ruins about a quarter of a mile away. I saw them taking on the enemy with the warthog, Andrew was driving, John had a rocket launcher and was shooting out of the passenger side, and Nick was on the back shooting the mounted M-40. It was a frozen tundra and the covies had us out gunned and outnumbered. We were doomed unless command found a way to get every one out of here. I steadied my rifle and put down my pack that was full of reserve clips of ammo. I took down multiple enemys with seconds, wiating for command to make the order to fall back.

"Evac on the west ridge every one report the spartans will hold them off." a voice said over the radio fifteen minutes into the fight. I check the west ridge and there were four pelicans there. I did the numbers and knew that there would be enough room for every one and didn't think any more on the subject and returned to helping the marines escape to fight another day.

About ten minutes later every one was on the pelicans and I was almost out of clips. "Chase get your ass down here double time." Andrew said over the comm.

I stood up "I'm on my-" I was cut off as shot went by my head. I turned and steadied my rifle. I was looking right into the eyes of about thirty pissed off covies. I had been behind cover while I was sniping so they hadn't seen me. They had proubly been searching the entire ruins for me hoping to asist there brothers on the battle feild below. I had a active camo armor power up so they coundn't of seen me and as an added effect the power up eliminates all sound the user makes except for there voice. I cluctched my rifle swing from the strap around my neck and jumped behind a nearby piller picking up my pack full of rounds in the proccess.

"Chase I didn't get that what did you say?" Andrews voice came in through the com link.

Shots were being fired all around me and the piller was starting to disintegrate from the heat of the plasma bolts hitting it. "ANDREW I CAN'T TALK RIGHT NOW I HAVE ABOUT TWENTY-FIVE GRUNTS, SIX JACKLS, AND TWO FUCKING ELITES ABOUT TO KILL ME!" I yelled as I put my pack on my left leg attching it to the armor. I detached my DMR and dove from cover. My shields flared as three plama bolts hit me. I empty a full clip taking ten enemies out, only five shots not being kill shots. I pulled out the empty clip stuck it in one of my chest pockets and replaced it with one of the spare clips I had and continued to lay into them.

Five minutes into the fight an I had killed all the grunts and jackls before I ran out of clips. I had boxes of ammo inside the internal pack on I back under my shotgun, but I couldn't reach them unless I took off my armor, a design flaw but one I usually over looked. The elites had energy swords and were proubly well trained... but I had a M90 shotgun.

I had on my active camo so they couldn't see me as I slowly approached, I stuck one with a plasma grenade and dove behind cover. The elite yelled as the grenade stuck like glue to his gold plated chest. The blue armored elite behind him turned saw the grenade and kicked him out a hole in the side of the ruins. The blue elite gave a yelled as he fell off the side of the ruins and exploded in a red mist chunks of what I hoped was armor hit the ground with some thuds some squishes, but I ignored the sound as I charged for the blue elite his back to him as the camo ran out of time and had to recharge. His foot steps were no longer silenced by the device so the elite turned just in time to see me level the shotgun with his chest and pull the trigger.

As the buck shot slammed into its gut the elite dropped his energy sword and tumbled over the edge of the ruins. I leaned down and picked up the energy sword, I had a spare clamp on my right leg and had been looking for an energy sword to fill the spot. I didn't plan on using it in battle since I already had a close range weapon rather as... I didn't really know what I would use it for, but still I had a spare spot and I could fill it with this. I just thought that the energy sword would be better than the other weapons I could use the spot for.

My rifle was on the ground some feet away from when I threw it to make sure it didn't get shot all to hell. I picked it up and examined it, a single scratch ran along the length of the side of the gun from when it landed. I went to the window and saw the battle was over and the evac was gone.

I felt my heart sink. I was alone in a frozen wastland and was going to die alone with some dead bodies. "This is spartan 372 trying to contact any UNSC forces over." I said over the radio and getting nothing but static in return. "This is spartan 372 does anyone read, over?" nothin, but static. "GOD DAMNIT I survive a fully armed squad of covies just to get stranded in a FUNCKING FROZEN WASTLAND!!!" I yelled. I wanted someone to yell at me for raising my voice in a combat situation, but no one except my ecko returned. "They have to send someone to see if I made it or not, right?" thinking out loud had become a habit that I couldn't shake.

"Reclaimer it is good to see you are unharmed." I brought up my sniper and turned in the direction of the voice. Floating there was what looked like an robotic eyeball.

"What the hell are you?" I asked keeping my sniper steady with the thing.

"My apologies my name is 6-9-3 Serian Gaurdian monitor of shield world 1-4." not suprising its voice sounded electronic and the light on the front of it slowly grew brighter and then returned to normal and it reapeted the proccess.

"What do you want?" I wasn't going to give whatever this thing was a chance to do anything funny.

"My, my reclaimer straight to the point. I have been watching and listening to you since your arrival on this installation. You appear to be the type needed for my current task."

"Sorry, but I need to get back to my team." with that I lowered my sniper and walked away.

"If you mean the other reclaimers they are no longer on the planet and I'm afraid this world is about to become no more."

I stopped mid stride and turned to face the thing again "What do you mean about to become no more?"

"From what I've heard these 'covies' as you call them is about to destroy the planet and the evacuation of this area has already been complete. The odds of them sending a personal evac for you is 1,947,594 to 1."

I felt more depressed as ever. It wasn't the fact that I was going to spend his last few minutes waiting for death, but the fact that I had to wait with this thing. "Okay so is there anyway to escape the destruction?" I was asking just for the hell of it. I had already given up and was welcoming the thought of not having to kill anymore. Although it was to save lives I hated killing things.

"Yes there is."

My spirits raised slightly "How?"

"Deep in this construct is a portal that randomly takes you to a planet in the universe, but it is unable to take you to any specific planet it chooses one randomly."

"And it can't take me to a specific planet why?" I asked following the thing now as it hovered through door ways.

"The math mathmatics and any explaination I give will be far to much for even your superior mind."

"I don't care as long as it gets me off this planet before the covenet glass it." I figurded that I would rather die on some other planet than give them the satifaction of adding me to there list of killed. "So where is this thing."

The floating eyeball turned to face him "Your standing on it."

I looked down and saw that I was on a platform slghtly raised off the ground. It was then I remembered something that the thing had said "What was it that you wanted my help with again?"

It floated to a controll pannell and a light shot from the eye and into the connsol "I need to check if the machine is working properly before I take all the data to shield world 2-7."

"How am I supposed to help you with that and what exactly makes me the type needed?" I asked looking around.

Suddenly a barrier raised up all around me preventing me from leaving the platform. "To answer your question your going to be used to test this devise for any flaws that may have occured over time. It is part of the standerd proccess of leaving a world that all the machines are in working order as to optomise data retrieveall. As for your second question your easiest to get alone and you are most likly to survive the proccess of having your molecules ripped apart and reassembled in the most painfull way imaginable." I could of swore it was gigling that last part.

"You tricked me you little bastard!" I yelled trying to break through the barier, but all that I was doing was wereing myself out.

"I told you this would get you off the planet I didn't say you would be alive,but that is a slim chance that you will live through the proccess." once again I could of bet credits that the thing was gigling. A light started to form in the chamber. "Hum it would seem that the machine is damaged and needs added time to charge it should take about seven minutes." it said. I put a timer on my heads up display so I could know exactly when to give up all hope.

Suddenly my com came to life "Chase can you read me were in bound to your possion be ready for pick up over."

The machine was draining his strength, but it had gotten a little bit so far. "Guys I dont have much time left and I want you to know its been great being your team mate."

"Chase what are you talking about were almost there and there are no covies in the area." Nick replied.

"It wasn't covies that got me it was a fucking floating eyeball that got me to stand on this fucking platform that I'm on now and I can't get out because there is a fucking barier." that sounded insane even to me.

"Thats not very nice to say about someone." the fucking electronic voice chimed in again. Suddenly a painful jolt of electricity went through my body. I checked the timer on my HUD and it was on five.

"Chase were on the ground and heading into the ruins we're traicing your signal. We'll be there soon, hang in there." I felt that the voices in my head were starting to get anoying so I tried to drown them out with sing a lulliby I heard a mother sing to her baby during one of the evacs.

"Becoming insane is also a side affect of this proccess." the electronic voice said.

"Chase hold it together damn it." it was John this time the timer ticked away on my heads up display, three minutes six seconds.

"Three... more... minutes." I was tired, but I wanted them to get here in time to save me. I hadn't given up hope yet. "I... don't want... to go to... training today." I didn't even know where the hell that came from. I was slowly leaning from side to side. The timer hit two minutes.

"Chase!" I heard Andrew yell before I heard gun fire. MY SIPER RIFLE! I looked down at it and pulled it to my sholder and shot. The bullet bounced off the walls of the barier and coming to a stop in the floor. Good news was that I was starting to get my sanity back. The timer reached one minute thirty seconds.

"Only my builders technology can destroy the barier." this time it actually laughed at Andrew, Nicks, and Johns efforts to destroy it.

I heard him and it took a minute to register. I was leaning back on the barrier and I noticed the fact that my armor and weapons went through just not me. I had thirty seconds left and took my robotic hand and put it on my right thigh. There it was the energy sword he had grabbed off the elite. "WOULD THIS COUNT!" I yelled as I used the rest of my strength to stand and through the sword as hard as I could.

The monitor turned just in time to get the sword to stabbed right into his blue glowing eye. Everything had stopped for a moment ad a single line of electricity came out of each hole the two tipped sword made. Then boom. He exploded and sent the energy sword flying back at me. The sword stabbed into the ground infront of me coming an inch from stabbing into the side of my foot. Tenty seconds were left according to my HUD. I didn't make a sound as I fell to my knees and then toppled over on my side my energy leaving me ten fold. I reached back and deactivated the sword then attached it to my thigh again.

Fifteen seconds.

"Nick get over to that consoll and try and stop this thing." I heard Andrew say running over to the barrier. He tried to break through it but just like me nothing.

fourteen seconds.

"Guys its been fun, but I think my times come and I got to go." I said over the com.

thirteen seconds.

"Chase don't talk like that we don't know when this thing is going to go off." Andrew was trying to break through the barrier with johns help.

twelve seconds.

"Even before the spartan program we were friends Andrew, Nick, John I've got five seconds before this thing teleports me randomly to somwhere in the universe. That thing said that I could survive the proccess. So all you have to do is look under the right rock. Nick you were allways a good friend. John you could make any one feel safe with you on there team. Andrew you lead us out of countless situations and helped me us through training. We were the only ones that had known eachother before the spartan program. What I'm trying to say is we've had alot of luck before, why not in the future." Sometime durning the speech Nick had came over and was helping to try and break the barrier.

The timer beeped zero seconds "See ya later guys."

"CHASE!!" was the last thing I heard as the pain became a hundred times more painfull and every atom in his body was ripped apart and sent through space.

******

That was the last thing he remembered before he spent a week as a mist in space. The teleportation proccess was a bitch considering it was going to hurt like a bitch to get his atoms forced back together. His brain was in millions of different pieces so to him it would be instant.

The planet he had been sent to was uncharted, and for good reason. It was in the middle of enemy controlled spaced and only from space did it look like any life could live there. Countless ships had been sent here and never returned. Over all he would of been better off going straight into a star than this place. The covies looked like kittens compared to what Chase had in store for him. Lucky for him he still has his weapons or he would be walking into his own grave. He still might be.

Would he find anyone that could help him?

Would he ever see his team again? Or would this world destroy his mind and body, if so whitch one first?

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