[2545AD]
[Algolis]

They say life flashes before ones eyes when death is upon them showing them what they’ve accomplished in the time they lived as well as what they’ve lost.

Friends.

Families.

Comrades.

Everything that shaped them what they are today is what flashed before them reminding of how they’ve lived their lives to the fullest as best they could before finally death embraces them for eternity.

I have no such luxury.

Instead I have a short dream of THAT night, the night that made me into my very callsign.

A Ghost surrounded by the death of his platoon with one of his own dying in his arms whilst it yelled to the high heavens.

Even though it has been three years since then I doubt I was ever gonna atone for failing to protect them even fighting the enemy who wants us exterminated in a prototype combat suit wasn’t gonna change that.

Though my bloodied and flickered vision inside said suit I could see two exhaust trails come into view as they climb into the sky away from the hellhole I find myself in.

One trail carried the lives of at least a thousand civilians and research personnel who worked on the UNSC facility here on Algolis.

The other the lives of men and women who I COULD save who aren’t dying because I refuse to act, soldiers who can live to fight another day because I did what a human COULD do.

Buy time.

As the trails of the two transports reflects off the prototype’s golden visor I, with great effort and pain, lifted the machine to a standing position it’s internal machinery keeping us upright as I stare down a massive horde of covenant forces.

Just as I did a count-down on the bottom right side of the suit’s HUD reaches zero, the suit has a self-destruction mechanism which requires a count-down before a final voice command could be issued. It was suicide obviously but at least I would be taking out a bunch of the bastards with me.

“[Count-Down complete voice comments required]” the computer said as I struggled through the pain of simply just standing before it then said “[Speak the voice command exactly as displayed]”.

I don’t know why but that got me to pause for a second there, as I looked up at the voice command that the computer was requesting my mind went back to that day again this time with one of the last of my platoon.

[Three years ago]

“L-let me ask you something just one last thing..it won’t hurt I promise...w-what was I to you?” Corporal Sarah “Ash” Kennedy said as I watch over her with her head resting on my left wrist.

Not understanding her question I replied “What do you mean? You’re a soldier, a soldier with a promising future ahead of you, your a soldier”.

“And you’re a ghost aren’t you?” She asked catching me off for a second.

“What?” Was all I said as I let her continue.

“Feelings past right through you don’t they?” She elaborated razing her head to meet my eyes.

“So cold and unforgiving and every choice you’ve made in battle. If you’re a sooldier I think what’s let us trust you-“ Before she continued I interrupted by simply saying.

“Don’t talk save your strength.”

“I won’t need it.” was her response.

Closing her green eyes for a moment she said “I need you to be strong, strong enough to do what you’ve never done in your live, can you be strong enough to allow yourself to be-can you just be human? If not for your then for all of us if you would just allow yourself to feel something....”

[Present]

“Maybe you wouldn’t be a ghost any longer..“ Those last words rang in my ears as I’m brought back to the current situation and in that moment I gathered that strength to feel something.

Regret.

Regret that I’ve failed my men that day, regret that I’ve got them killed but most of all.

Regret that I was never human to them until now.

With that I stared at the screen with a little smirk and said “Voice Command authorisation. BE HUMAN.”

The next thing I knew was a sudden warmth all around me before my vision went white and then black.

Unknown

I don’t know what to expect when I finally died but I wasn’t expecting to look up at a sea of stars before me. Sitting from my prone position I had a look at my surroundings.

I was in a clearing of a a forest though it was different to the ones I’ve seen, from my position I could see lots of stars in patterns I don’t recognize so I’m not on any recorded planet that the UEG is aware of... hell, I don’t know if “another planet” applies in this situation. If I’ve died I could probably be in a whole other dimension or something.

Yeah I know that sounds crazy but it makes sense in a way...

Laying back down I could only think of one thing.

What the fuck?

[Canterlot castle/ Equestria]
[22/3/2020CE]

High Queen Celestia woke with a sudden jolt. She had just felt a large surge of energy burst from somewhere, one that she had not felt before.

Quickly calming herself she sat up on her bed and turned her attention to her window, the origin of that burst was coming from the west, that much she could tell, but as to where precisely Celestia couldn’t say, but she had a start.

Hearing the sound of a teleportation spell the Solar avatar turned towards her door opposite of her window to see her sister Luna still in her nightgown like her. And from the small drops of sweat on her forehead she too felt the massive burst of power from the west.

“You’ve felt it too Tia?” She asked.

Laying back down on her bed the Solar avatar replied “Indeed and it’s best we discover what it was before something happens”

Siting besides her sister Luna said “What about Twilight? Last I hear she was heading towards the old castle, what if something happens to her?”

Getting back up and on her feet, Celestia walked to the window admiring the view before sighing “I too worry for her sister but right now the best we could do is send a team and give them instructions to inform Twilight of these developments if they come across her and her guard.”

Later that night a expedition was assembled to pin-point the source of the power burst and learn its effects. Still if the burst was powerful in both the spiritual AND mental realms then the High Queen might be in for a political storm tomorrow morning.

Author's Note

So yeah I’ve decided to produce another crossover THIS time it is with my favourite franchise to date.

As to why Prototype in particular I always liked Ghost when he “Borrowed” the ADS and bought time for his men to escape it takes a kind of courage and character to make that decision.

I’m still doing DOC:AL it’s just I learned some new tricks in writing and I wanted to try them on a story that’s not a developed as DOC:AL but don’t worry EVENTUALLY I’ll get back to it but right now I’m gonna try and write this story.

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