SPARTAN E404

The Alliance sped through the stars, avoiding any/every danger. The frigate being a dwarf compared to other ships, as it only held a crew of one pilot and one AI. But, it held a wide range of weaponry. UNSC and a collection of Covenant were in the armories. She may of held one crew member but, can't help to not be prepared.

Aboard this ship was a unheard legend. He was a heavy weapons specialist, but also a CQB kind of guy too. The mysterious solider was a danger to all.His service tag was 'E404". That being a remark to the old error computers got back in the years.

This solider was a SPARTAN II, Not used in any other missions for the UNSC so was put out of service for a time while Master Chief handled the new threat of the new HALO. E404 had once had a team-mate but she was put in MIA when a slip-space jump failed and sent her to an unknown planet.

Back on the ship, the marine was heading to the armor configuration center to modify his suit. His red MARK V was good, no argue there, but was clearly out of its time.  He would still use it of course but, not now.

"Raven, bring some information on the pieces of armor I have." a strange deep voice emitted from the helmet of the SPARTAN. His AI quickly complied by sending a long list of helmets. shoulder pieces and chests.

SPARTAN II ARMOR

IN SERVICE:

HELMETS

MARK VI

ROGUE

RECON

MARK V

EVERY COLOR AVAILABLE. AS LONG AS ITS BLACK

CHESTS:

MARK VI

CQB

EOD

EVERY COLOR AVAILABLE

SHOULDERS:

MARK VI

CQB

HAYABUSA

SCOUT

RED,BLUE.GREEN,BLACK,WHITE AND YELLOW ONLY.

" Raven, can you set the Mark VI armor ready?"

"All of it?" The AI asked.

"No, just the helmet, In white." His COMMs ticked off as he walked past the hanger bay, that held two M12 Force Application Vehicle. AKA: The Warthog, or as a set of other SPARTANS called it; The Puma. One AV-14 Attack VTOL (The Hornet) and three M274 Ultra-Light All-Terrain Vehicle (The Mongoose). As I said before, can't help to not be prepared.

The metal floor boards creaked a bit when the half-tonne beast stomped through the hallways. A few pictures were in boards, most of recruitment posters for the United Nations Space Command. Some even of him when security cameras zoomed in on him.

'I still don't see why she put those up' The behemoth thought.

"Suits ready yet?"

"Of course." came a reply that was trying to mimic its the person who asked such a ridiculous question.

Later...

"You're like my knight in shinning armor."

The SPARTAN was now a strange mixture of armour. MARK VI helmet, Hayabusa shoulders and CQB chest, with a large knife and armour abilities programmed in, and I mean all armour abilities.

"Be quiet" Replied the SPARTAN, his voice strained.

"Why? What is it?" A worried AI filled the COMMs.

"Don't you hear that?" A loud scream flooded the air. E404 Ran down the halls, trying to find the origins of the noise. His search ended by the engines. They were smoking, leaking a strange purple substance. "Bollocks".

" Slip-space rupture! coming from... Oh no."

"What?!"

"Its coming from our ship!"

"ERROR. SLIP-SPACE JUMP FAIL. UNKNOWN LOCATION HAS BEEN SET." A warning coming up on every screen in the place.

"Oh Sh-"

The ship was sucked into a giant blue portal.

High above the skies of Equestria was a small metal bird. Wings sprouted from each side of the beast and another couple on the rear. It did not move, it did not make a noise. It just was there. An un-moving guardian angel, that watches all and hears all.

But what was on this ship was a force to be reckoned with. It stood over 7 feet, an orange set of armor and a large stick with a scope of some sort on top. This metal monster was lying against a wall, waiting for something by the looks of it.

It has been 42 weeks since the object has arrived and a small purple circle has appeared in the north. It has been seen firing large purple lasers into space every two days.

The natives have signed it off as a natural occurrence but, The princess knows better. She looks up at the object every night, while also looking up at the moon to see if her beloved sister is alright.

" Luna, if you were here right now," she sniffed. " This would be so much easier." Celestia turned around trotting back to her quarters. By the grand doors she whispered three words that could be heard by all, but at the same time, heard by none. It was not 'I love you' but the a simple sentence.

"Why Luna, Why?"

-it!"

" Raven, where we?!" The SPARTAN II asked,   his voiced filled with worry.

" Maps needing to be updated here!" Came the reply from the yellow AI

"... God-Dammit!" Screamed the Armoured soldier. Punching a wall while doing so. A new window to the docking bay was crafted. The engines on the ship were failing, and you know why.

The Alliance was falling, straight into an open field. The SPARTAN ordered the AI to try to keep altitude, it was a close call. But the only damage made was a couple of major dents to the soil below.

Up above, the pelican was watching. Sending a distress call straight to the ship.

" Mayday, mayday, this is Spartan II 11-63-73-Omega-403. My pelican has ran out of fuel and has been stuck in the skies of this planet for nearly a year. I can't survive turning into Forge mode anymore. Recourses running dangerously low, I may be a SPARTAN, but I'm still human. Please, send Evac!"

Somewhere, deep on the compounds of the marines mind was a scary fought.

" That was the ship that sent me here."