Halo: In League with the Spartan

Prologue

Falling, that was all John could do at this moment. Fall. He could hear all the radio chatter in his helmet concerning him, the Didact and the composer, but he could not reply to any hails to him; he was still in shock. Cortana had saved him, at the cost of her own 'life' and his communication unit in his armour was damaged so he could recieve transmissions but not send them.

"we were supposed to protect each other John, and we did"

Hate began to boil inside him.Hate at the deceased Didact, by forcing Cortana to do what she did, hate at the Librarian, who gave him 'upgrades' in order to defeat the Didact, but not the ability to help Cortana, And hate to himself, because he couldn't save her.

She walked towards him, and slowly placed a code laced hand on his chestplate.
"I always wanted to do that"

Only her, apart from his fellow spartans, chief Mendez, Doctor Halsey, Johnson and Commander keyes could ever understood him like no one else could, but almost every one of them were dead, Keyes, Johnson, Sam, and the others. Fred, Linda, Kelly and the rest of Blue team, John had no idea whats happened to them. Save from maybe Kelly, No one really knew him as deeply as Cortana. After years of constant killing and war, the bond they had shared was unbreakable.

"The rest of me is up there, its too late"

He came back for her, against all odds, when she had been taken captive of the gravemind back on High Charity, and was with her every step of the way in Requium when she had succumbed to rampancy after being in service for 8 years, watching over him in the 'Dawn' whilst he was in cryostasis. She had done so much for him.

He stood stock still (AN-Three St words, am I good or what?). He could do nothing as he saw bits of debris falling around him.

Floating aimlessly in orbit around earth gave the Master Chief time to think, recall all of his ordeals, his adventures, his battles, his awards, his almost nonexistant childhood and introduction to the Spartan II program.

-Chief, do you copy, over?-

-Did you see that? The nuke he had tore the Composer inside out!-

-We need all available assets, longswords, shortswords, pelicans, albattrosses to do sweeps of the sector, the Master Chief must be recovered.-

-UNSC Infinity, this is Lord-Admiral Hood, co-ordinate sweeps with all space stations in the vicinity, subjects is Master Chief Petty Officer of the navy Spartan John-117. Effective immediately.-

-Understood Lord-Admiral, commencing sweeps in this sector, if the Master Chief is here sir, we'll find him, Infinity out-

The importance of his recovery gave John some measure of happiness, but it was probably just to give him another medal.

He was floating amidst the debris of what was once the core of the Composer. Some parts were still even functioning, beeping and blinking away. Behind John, a small, spartan sized slipspace rupture opened.

Probably just a ship thats found me.

He was sucked into the portal to an unknown location.

"Goodbye John"

Hiya Wattpaders! This is another story I have decided to undertake. I have seen a few JL/Halo crossovers on Fanfiction.net, but not here surprisingly. Im not really deep into the JL lore so i might mess up on some stuff.Anyways, lemme know what you think!!

Thanks,
-John