If anything can go wrong, it will

Corollary: It can

Corollary: It should

-Rule one of Murphy's Law

2080

Colonization: Humans settle on Luna, Mars, and the Jovian moons.

2164-2170

Interplanetary war: Kloslovic and Frieden insurrectionists battle the UNSC

2291

Invention of the Shaw-Fujikawa Slipspace Drive: humanity achieves faster than light slipspace travel.

2310

Colony ships: earths first are introduced and sent to other worlds.

2390-2490

Empire: hundreds of colonies thrive, but they are dependent on resources from the outer colonies.

2517

SPARTAN 2 program launches: originally known as the ORION Project Generation II, it was part of the SPARTAN Program, an effort to produce elite soldiers through mechanical and biological augmentation.

2524

First meeting with The Covenant: humans and the covenant encounter each other in space near the colony world Harvest.

2525

Covenant war: The Covenant begins a holy campaign to exterminate the human race.

2526- Present

Covenant is winning: Covenant fleets have glassed all outer colonies and have begun attacking the inner colonies.

Present

Covenant invades Reach: Covenant forces have landed on humanity's last military stronghold, next to earth.

In the northern hemisphere, the Office of Naval Intelligence's (ONI) sword base was originally set up to study the ancient alien artifact that lay dormant under the nearby glacier. Over the years its purpose has evolved into the research and development of new weapons technology. With the destruction of the Algolis Colony, it had become one of the primary R&D facilities, second only to Castle Base.

Noble team's mission to destroy the Covenant carrier had ended hours ago right before the fleet of Covenant corvettes came in and started glassing everything and occupying the rest.

Right now at Sword Base a team of ONI spooks were finishing packing up. They were ordered to retrieve materials and equipment either too large or too classified to move in the beginning of the evacuation.

The chief spook looked out onto the soon to be devastated landscape from one of the many plasma burned holes that covered the outside of the once imposing structure. His mind was filled with thoughts of how bad this war had gotten. Fallen colonies, comrades, and friends; was a mission like this worth it? Any further thoughts were cast aside as a subordinate appeared with an update.

"Sir, all material has finished being loaded onto the last evacuation shuttle."

"All material?" the chief asked not moving an inch.

"Yes sir. Including all the supply's, materials, and production prototypes from Fringe Division, including project Redwing."

"What do you know of the project?"

The subordinate spook began to look nervous. "Sir?"

"You're here, you have clearance. What do you know about project Red wing?"

"Well sir, in my personal and honest opinion is that it is the devils research. From what I've seen of the, as of yet, non-redacted files still available." He stammered to a stop then started again. "The human... ,volunteer, test subjects that we know of have all undergone a severe case of mental breakdown and psychosis after being exposed to the device. Several of them also exhibited strange abilities of a psionic nature. Over all it is a very disturbing subject sir."

"Yes it is, and if I had my way it and the whole Fringe Division would be erased. But a month ago, the high command was planning on reevaluating their view of using the Redwing device in the creation of the new Spartan 4 project." the subordinate looked thunder struck at this revelation. The commander continued, "However with the arrival of the Covenant and the fact that it has also been confirmed as one of their ancient holy relics, command has issued that it is to be moved to a more secure location. However if there is a risk of it falling into their hands, we have permission to destroy it.

"Understood sir," the minor spook then shifted his gaze elsewhere as he received a transmission from the SAT-com, "and if you follow me sir we'll make our way to the evac shuttle. The squadron sent to delay the Covenant ship has just been destroyed."

For the first time in his life Noble Six was not sure whether he should be considered the luckiest Spartan alive or cursed. One minute, He was buried underneath a pile of elites, the next, an evac shuttle flies over head so close to the ground that everyone's hit by a gust of wind from the hulls wake and blown away like a pile of leaves in a tornado.

After several miles of tumbling, narrowly avoiding a severe case of whiplash, and resetting a dislocated shoulder, again, Noble Six finally started looking for the shuttle. With what little he saw from the shuttles flight path, he knew there was no way it was staying airborne. After about an hour's worth of searching and picking up several dropped covenant weapons, a plasma pistol and gravity hammer, he eventually stumbled across the remains of the shuttle. The hull was largely intact, but the thing would never fly again. The bridge was gone, just a mass of melted metal around the shuttles bow. The ventral lift thrusters and left stabilizer wing were completely sheared off from the crash. On the plus side there wasn't any radiation or any other external signs of a reactor leak, so whatever's inside might still be safe to handle.

For the first time in a while Six believed things were looking up. 'If the transmitter was intact, he could make contact with Admiral Forester, and be able to get back in the fight.'

Once inside Six noticed that the ship was not what it appeared to be. What was a civilian transport shuttle on the outside was in fact a black ops cargo transport on the inside, and it was a mess. While the larger crates were secured to the deck, the smaller boxes had been sent bouncing around the hold during the crash, many were even cracked.

'Why I am I not surprised.' He thought 'This has ONI Section 3 written all over. But it's not a total loss; these kind of modified ships tend to have redundant systems put in. Now let's see where that...'

A sudden crash made Six jump back with a plasma pistol ready, and knocked over several more crates in the process. However it turned out to be nothing, just some of the boxes still settling after being knocked loose from the crash.

'Great,' Six thought to himself, 'the last thing I need is to give myself a heart attack while jumping at shadows.'

What Six didn't notice was that one of the crates he had knocked over had actually opened from the fall, letting a stone the size and shape of a soccer ball role out. A red symbol was etched onto it that would, at first glance, resemble a child's depiction of a pair of bird wings.

As Six continued searching for the com array, the ball silently rolled after him. Eventually he found an active terminal, but as soon as he touched it he sensed movement out of the corner of his eye. Six had his plasma pistol in his hand and ready to put a big ball of green into whatever thing tried to sneak up on him. Instead of the expected covenant soldier, six instead found himself staring at a floating ball of polished rock with a set of red v shaped wings printed on the front. It felt like looking at an eye ball with an angry unibrow. 'I must have hit my head harder than I thought.'

Then it spoke, in a calming artificial voice, "Reclaimer. I have need of you." and Noble Six's world was enveloped in an unearthly darkness.

At that moment up in Reach's orbit aboard the covenant CSS ship, Devine Rights.

"Ship master, we have lost contact with the holy relic."

The ship master was clearly not pleased with this Unggoy's news, "What Happened?!"

The ship master was an imposing figure, even by Sanghilie standards. So when he asked a question even a prophet would want to answer. "A slip space rupture was detected at the signal source on the planet's surface just before transmissions ceased, but that's impossible!"

The ship master knew better then to question how it happened. "Nothing is impossible to the gods and their creations. Did you detect anything from the signal that could give us a destination?"

"Yes, but the navigation system refuses to recognize the coordinates."

Slipspace is a tangle of intertwined spacial dimensions, comparably similar to a wadded up piece of paper, which lie underneath the three conventional spatial dimensions of the universe. But then what about parallel dimensions? Worlds and realities that exist alongside our own. Slipspace is part of the barrier that separates them, and Noble Six is about to see the other side.

55 B.C. / 0 Ascension Throne Britannia (a.t.b.)

* Julius Caesar attempts to invade Britain, but is met with strong resistance from the local tribes, who elect a super-leader: the Celtic King Eowyn, who summarily becomes the first member of the Britannian Imperial Family. The Julian Calendar (a.u.c. / ab urbe condita) is made ten years later and the Anno Domini Calendar 1,637 years later.

1760s - 70s A.D./ 1820s a.t.b.

* The American Revolution (also known as Washington's Rebellion) occurs. Benjamin Franklin, who was charged with appealing to Louis XVI for assistance in the American colonies' war for independence. Is bribed by the duke of Britannia with promises of titles and territories in the colonies.

* Thereafter, Benjamin Franklin is given the title of Earl. As a result, the Continental Army suffers a decisive defeat during the Siege of Yorktown with the death of George Washington, marking a severe blow to the American movement for independence.

1807 A.D./ 1862 a.t.b.

* Queen Elizabeth III retreats to Edinburgh, where a revolutionary militia arrests her and forces her to abdicate, ending the monarchy. This event becomes known as The Humiliation of Edinburgh. However, Sir Ricardo von Britannia, Duke of Britannia, and his friend and subordinate, Sir Richard Hector, Knight of One, bring Elizabeth III and her followers to the New World and establish a new capital on the east coast of North America. Though Britannian rebels and revolutionaries who have overthrown the monarchy still occupy the British Isles.

1813 A.D./ 1868 a.t.b.

* Elizabeth III nominates her lover, Sir Ricardo von Britannia, as her successor upon her death. She ends her reign for being "the Queen who loved throughout her stormy life". The Britannian calendar, Ascension Throne Britannia (a.t.b.), is established, with the origin year set to the ascendancy of the first Celtic king, though the calendar's months and days are adopted from the Gregorian Calendar.

1943 A.D./ 1998 a.t.b.

* The 97th Emperor of Britannia is overthrown, and Charles Zi Britannia ascends to the Britannian throne as the 98th emperor.

1955 A.D./ 2010 a.t.b

* After the Indochinese Peninsula was conquered by Britannia and named Area 10, Japan, which was originally neutral, decided to align its policy with Chinese Federation and EU's politics and apply economic pressure upon Britannia - an event referred to as the Oriental Incident. Both Chinese Federation and EU and their allies blockade the ports of Britannia, hoping to force negotiations.

1955 A.D./ August 10th, 2010 a.t.b

* The Second Pacific War erupts; the one-month war results in the conquering of Japan by Britannia. The end of the war signifies Japan as a formal colony of Britannia, renamed Area 11 and its citizens "Elevens".

August 8, 2017.

* Forever to be called the Shinjuku shutter, on that day a 6.0 earth quake struck the Tokyo settlement. Over ten condemned building promptly collapsed, most likely killing whatever stray elevens that happened to be taking refuge there. Hundreds of other structures were abandoned latter that same day, most from partial collapsing. The truly strange thing that made it amazing was that the quake was only felt within the Shinjuku area and there alone.

In the secret labs of prince Clovis, a girl with long green hair said these words as she was being prepared for transport. "Pray for mercy Britannia, for the Reclaimer has arrived, and he will show you none."

August 9, 2017

Noble Six's face felt like he had a make out session with a NA4 flamethrower, the rest of him felt like he'd taken another ride on the shuttles wake, and a crate of flash bangs were going off in his reinforced skull.

'Its official, the universe hates me.' he thought as he slowly picked himself off the floor. Noble Six knew that the last thing he saw was a slip space portal. After he stood up and the world decided to stand still under his feet, Six went back to the hatch to see where he was. All he saw was a wall of dirt and broken concrete. 'Where ever I am I must be underground.'

Six then began looking for the stone ball. After several hours of searching he couldn't even find a pebble.

"Stone or no stone I need to see if I can make contact with... Anyone." Six then returned to the terminal, making sure to keep an eye out for any other... weird stuff. However he had no sooner reached it before another artificial voice greeted him. "Morning Steven B312"

Noble Six actually hated being called by his first name. It was casual and casual was for civilians, not him. "Stow the pleasantries, identify."

The AI appeared on the terminal's small holo projector. It had the appearance of an old man in a white lab coat with white streams of code running in and out of his head like wild hair. The AI looked annoyed. "I am research and development assistance AI Phillips. Serial number BJS 2401-4."

"Should I be concerned as to why a research and development AI is running loose inside of an ONI section 3 cargo transports mainframe?"

"You could, but I believe we have more pressing issues at hand. Besides I'm not really sure how I'm online either. one min. I was being taken out of Sword Base's mainframe, the next I'm fighting to control the free fall of a shuttle craft with no bridge, all primary controls fried, and no place to land. This is not what I was designed for." the AI looked like it was on the verge of a mental break down.

"Ok-ok, can you reach anyone on the com or find our location?"

The avatars mood suddenly did a 180. "One moment soldier boy."

Then it pulled out an object that looked like a palm sized note pad and started to scribble. After several minutes the AI suddenly dropped the pad and pen with a look of utter shock on his face. "Stev- I mean Noble Six. I've got some rather 'Awkward' news..."

When the AI finished talking Noble Six was in a state of shock, everything was gone. He didn't believe it at first but an hour on his tack pad finally convinced him otherwise. The Covenant, Reach, the colonies, and even the UNSC: All of it was gone, like it never existed.

"What will you do now?" Noble Six remembered what Phillips told him about the new earth they were stranded on. How the American revolutionary war had failed and how Napoleon's conquests of England succeeded. Then after that how the British royal family moved to America, creating the holy Britannia Empire.

Six finally spoke. "Honestly I have no idea. The reason I became a Spartan 3 in the first place was to fight the Covenant. Trying... Hoping... That maybe I could... take something back." Six looked at his hands almost expecting to see what his fighting had earned him. All he saw was his black gloves. "But Now? The Covenant does not exist and neither does the UNSC, or anybody else I know for that matter. What can I do?"

Phillips may have been a smart AI, but he couldn't answer his question. "Listen, I've synced up the clocks and realized it's late, and you're still not at a hundred percent. Why don't you try to take a rest and we'll talk about more about this in the morning?"

"What are you my..." before Noble Six could utter another word he finally succumbed to the urge to vomit that he'd been pushing down since he stood up. Lucky for him he hadn't eaten anything in a while and had an empty stomach. "Fine." was all Six said as he found a bulkhead to lean back on, unaware of how his life was about to make a drastic change. For himself and the new world waiting above just over his head. In less than an hour he was fast asleep.

Hello I am Spartan 416, this is to be my first publication.

I am new at this... There I said it! If its not obvious I'm a fan of Halo and proud of it.

Feel free to say what you want about it. I'm willing to post Q&A, responses to coments, and a few reviews if I see any good ones.

PS.

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