(Inspiration from DinoJake's "The Last Spartan")
Seven years... Seven years since the Master Chief saved the entire Galaxy. After the whole incident on the Ark, Master Chief and his AI, Cortana, has been adrift in space on the half part of "Forward...
Master Chief's eyes suddenly open, he then gets out of his sleeper pod, and looks at the featureless, dark-blue ceiling above him.
"Morning." Cortana cheerfully greeted. "I was wondering when you'd wake up."
Chief curled an eyebrow at that. "I slept in?"
"Yup. It's 06:02 hours." Cortana said before faking a gasp. "A whole two minutes! I think you're getting lazy, Chief."
"I saved the galaxy. I think I'm entitled to two extra minutes of sleep."
"The vacation's over, Spartan." Cortana teased. "Time to get back in the saddle. Come on, on your feet."
Chief then gets his gear together, and heads to deck one of the Normandy. As he gets to the Pilot seat, he then sees a Turian talking with Joker and Alenko.
"We are connected. Calculating transit mass and destination." Joker keeping an eye out on the system. "The relay is hot. Acquiring approach vector. All stations are secure for transit."
Chief could see a strange object floating in space some distance away. He couldn't make it out, but they were getting closer to it.
"My god..." Cortana said as she got a good look at it. Chief shared a similar sentiment.
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It was huge. Twice the size of the Dawn, at least. It was blue in color, long metal arms pointing outwards, as if to show the way to their destination. But the most eye-catching feature by far was the massive element zero core, pulsing with life as rings spun and danced around it.
When they got closer, that's when Chief really got an idea of just how damn big it was. The Normandy was practically an ant compared to it. Master Chief and Cortana could both honestly say that they haven't been in such a state of awe since they first saw Halo.
"The board is green. Approach run has begun." Joker stated. "Hitting the relay in 3...2...1..."
Some sort of visor on the cockpit's windows was likely the only reason nobody shielded their eyes when a bolt of what looked like blue lightning hit the ship and enveloped it. The Chief braced himself for impact. Then, a blue flash. And that was it.
The stars seemed to change. If what Chief heard about the mass relays were true, they just traveled several hundred light years in the blink of an eye.
"Thrusters, check. Navigation, check. Internal emissions sink. All systems online. Drift,..." Joker paused as he pressed a few buttons on his keyboard. "... just under 1500 K." He finished.
