Ponies, Travelers, and this guy

Yeah! So while I was busy stranded in Equestria, one of my friends was having a...rather...awkward encounter.

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My name is Crushric. Others call me Master Chief or John 117 or even Sierra 117. Who the hell is Sierra? Just to bring y'all up to date here, this is taking place within my mind as I'm currently fighting the Flood....in outer space....how the hell do these things survive? I don't...you know what? Never mind SHOTGUN TIME!

"Chief! Wake up! Chief!" Cortana awoke me from my nap. Shame to, I was dreaming of my one favorite thing: PONIES. Hey! Badasses need some sort of reprieve don't they? Anyway you'd be amazed what I can get with the this Spartan Mark V suit. It even has internet! In space! So ya, apparently the Frigate is some sort of troll along with Cortana because she woke me up....IN SPACE! Whoopee friggin doo.

"Chief! There's only one way to get to that planet! Our thrusters got cut off during the slipspace jump! You know what that means-"

"Yes captain obvious!" I shouted cutting her off. Fuck I was running low on Magnum rounds as I blasted another monstrous deformity (Fuglies Floddius) in the face, it's feelers shrieked as it went down.

"Chief I know what you're about to do and you know what happened when we did it before! Chief you barely survived! If it hadn't been for Johnson then you'd have died!" She shouted into my COMs which was directly located in my head. You wanna know something? It gets annoying when you have your goddam mother in your head. But I digress, I've been talking to myself within my head all these years.

"Hey! Quit bitching! I gotta grab me some ammo!" I shouted finally managing to silence the nag. Hey! I talk! Halo just doesn't document it! Something about making me a silent badass. I dunno. Anyway I had to concentrate since there wasn't any ammo nearby.

Reaching my hand out as I passed by a computer terminal, I tore off a large chunk of metal and used my power as a "HARMONICS" to morph the metal into 17 individual pistol rounds.

"Alright you goddam ugly sons of bitches! HERE'S THE CH33F!" I shouted, augmenting my voice using Microsoft Sam. Yes I watch Arby n Chief, problems?!?

"What?" Asked a gravely, deep and rather nasty voice within my head.

"Great, Cortana why is the Gravemind still alive?" I asked blasting away some Flood Spores as I finished cleaning out the remaining flood on the Frigate, or should I say half Frigate? Eh who cares.

"Okay, so there is a planet there, and we're over here. I kinda want off of this ship since we probably passed our buss stop a couple light years ago." I said staring at the mysterious planet in front of me. It stared back in all it's azure glory, cloud formations moved lazily along it's atmosphere.

"Chief I'm begging you to reconsider! Please jumping off this ship and onto that planet is suicide!"

I just grinned within my helmet as I took a flying leap....in space.

(A/N: My brain was literally hemorrhaging, I started writing this about a week ago and I've been suffering a sort of stop and go inspiration with this chapter. To sir Crushric, I can definitely work with what you've given me. To Mobius: I think you literally screwed me over.

Longer chapters and more content later, I'm just glad I finally got this chapter out of the way.)