SPARTAN E404

"Sir, we have a distress call from... That can't be right..."

"What? Who is it?"

"It's Her."

The Pelican slowly started to look down at the frigate, its engines sparking to life. There may not be any fuel left, but having an entire list of objects that could be created in a matter of seconds, that little detail doesn't matter. The metal bird approached at an alarmingly fast rate.

" Collision Warning! Slowing the engi-". A orange plated fist was smashed into the screen.

'10...9...7...6...' She started to count down.' 3..2...' Her body shortened and rounded, her visor turning blue and becoming a circle with the marathon symbol placed on it. The suit of armor became a shiny metal, and glowed a eerie red. The Pelican abruptly stopped and crash landed into the ground. 403 flew into the hanger bay and had a little look at the vehicles in the there with her.

" Let's add some style to this place" She said out loud. A menu in the corner of her vision popped up. She scrolled down to the (totally not OP) weaponry. 'UNSC...Covenant... Forerunner? That's new...' She opened the page.

• Somewhere else on the ship-

404 was sprinting down every hall that he came across. Finding nothing but dust and echoes he continued to the bays. On the way down a small picture of him and his team, including the two Elites that rebelled when Chief hijacked the Forerunner dreadnought.

He continued to sprint, a pinch faster then before to avoid the memories that nearly destroyed his life.

"Sir, we have footage of a monitor in the hanger." Raven advised.

403 was confused. A new set of weapons and building blocks had been added to her menu. She was only halfway though the menu too! Just as she opened the Vehicle menu, her menu picked up a friendly. 'What the hell?'

Before she closed the forge menu, a large force attacked her from the back. She tried to change back, but failed miserably.

"Come here you son of a-" The voice was cut off by an immense heat burning its hands.

"YOU!"

A large red laser shot into the SPARTAN,  Making him slide back a inch. The monitor was staring straight at him, its one eye steaming.

404's shields had been obliterated by the move, but the robot couldn't use another move like that again.

"My turn."

A Little metal pole formed in his hands, spikes on both sides and had faint blue markings on it. There was a button on the underside, he pressed it.

A blue glow appeared and formed two large energy swords, the glow swirled around 404's arm and just waved around him. It would be pretty cool, if 403's butt wasn't about to handed to her.

403 quickly returned to her SPARTAN form and tried to fire a weapon she found earlier. It was too late, the two spikes were already through her stomach. Blood splattered over a mongoose that was behind her. She hit the floor, knees first.

"You win this one, sir" Was her last breath.

Until...

"RESPAWNING IN, 3...2...1..."

She appeared not that far away on a white marker pointing to the north.

"Good job 403, nearly beat me there." 404 said smugly.

"Shut it." Was her only reply.

It was silent for a couple of minutes.

"So, what planet is this?"

"Unknown, but there is a lot of sentient creatures here, most are unbelievably stupid and thick, but I have had contact with a talking winged unicorn, so yeah."

If 404's helmet could show his expression, it would look like this; ಠ_ಠ.

"Oh, yeah, It was breathing on the moon too."

"Raven, explain life please."

"Well life is-" she was cut off."That was a joke, right?"

404 nodded. "Oh."

"So, even after you have met all those alien races, Talking horses surprise you?"

"Its just that... You know what? Screw it." He said as he looked over the pile of new weapons in the corner. "What."

"We have new objects in monitor mode!" 403 said as as she turned back to her alternate form. "Lets see the new vehicles..."

The other SPARTAN was rummaging the pile finding a load of oddly coloured orange guns. He tried to use one, but when it defied gravity, he nope.avied out of that bitch. Before he could curse some more, a extremely loud clash was heard from behind.

He swirled round faster then lightning and saw something amazing, something beautiful, something so eye-pleasing, he nearly fainted. It was a UNSC HRUNTING/YGGDRASIL Mark IX Armor Defense System, Or as I like to call it... "The Mantis".

It was every heavy weapons guy's dream to have this bad boy. It seemed to be quite small, but as it was a MECH, it looked like legs, that were bent. So this thing was well over 7 feet.

"What Is T-that?!"

"My new toy!" Replied 403 with joy.

"Sir, might I imply that we are over an unknown planet, with a teammate we have not seen for a couple of years, and we have company from them." Raven said as she appeared in front of them on, pointing at one red and another one blue pegasi near the hanger windows. They gasped when the two behemoths looked other.

"Should I?" 404 said with glee.

"Go ahead." 403 replied.

The same Energy Sword from before appeared and like before. Activated in the coolest motion ever. Of all time.

They were paralyzed with fear. (The ponies) They didn't try to fly off, but just hovered there. Sweat beading down their heads.

Thump.

Thump.

Thump.

That was either their hearts or the machines footsteps, you decide. But, now the two quadrupeds were staring at a strange orange glass.

"Sup, Bitches."