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"Lets finish up this test, I need some coffee." It was the year 2555 (sorry if I get Halo facts wrong) and the UNSC had finally got the covenant to stop attacking the human race. The UNSC had gone back to dealing with debacle, and the Agency had started to restart the Spartan program back up to help with the situation . They were testing a new sign up to see if he was going to be number fifty-seven.

The new sign-up walked in. He wore red MK 6 (No Roman numerals) armor. It had no other detail on it other then an embalm of dual crossing energy swords. One was gold, the other was plasma blue. What he was up against was a test bot. The Red, new sign up, was on his finale stage of testing, hand to hand combat.

"Round one, start," said a computer female voice. The test bot ran towards the Red. The red spartan just stood there until the last second when he dodged the punch and returned it. When he did that the bot fell to the floor with the status OUT COLD. Of course it was only the civilian setting. The test master put it up to marine/rebel setting.

"Round 2, start" the computer said. The bot circled the Red this time. The Red stayed put, not moving an inch. When the bot was behind the Red, it rushed towards him. This time, the Red turned and slammed his fist into the bot's head, knocking him out cold again.

"56, we have two rounds," the test master said into the headset he had on.

"Got it, coming to testing ground." a voice replayed. Five minutes later, a spartan walked onto the the testing grounds. He wore dark gray MK 6 armor with yellow detail.

"Round 3, start," the computer said. Both spartans circled each other. Then the gray spartan rushed towards the Red. He was suspecting he would counter with a punch. The Red, though, ducked the punch like the gray was suspecting, but swept the gray's feet, making him fall to the ground. Then, before even the Gray could react, a swift punch came down on his helmet, knocking him out.

"And that's that, you an come out now 56." the test master said. No response. "56?" The test master looked back at the grounds to see 56, the gray, being carried over the shoulder of the Red. The Red carried him out of the testing ground into the main complex.

When the Red came into the ed bay the doctors swarmed around him asking questions. He stayed sielent as he placed 56 onto a medical bed then went to lean against a wall.

Five minutes later, the test master came in and asked, "Is 56 O.K.?"

"He's fine, just out cold. What happened?" a doctor said.

"We were testing out the Red and he must have knocked out 56 out. Speaking of which." The captine turned to the Red, "Welcome to the Agency, you are now agent 57." The Red just noodded then walked out.

"Really quiet that guy." 56 was sitting up and a wake.

The testing master turned to him and said, "Good to see that you're alive 56." Then, the test master walked out of the med bay.