I don't own Naruto or the Halo books but I do own the OCs.
I basicly put my friends in this story 1) im lazy and i dont want to create new names and2) i was bored when i made this story.
anyways have fun reading this story.
"talking"
'thinking'
sound effects
Demon/Gods talking
CHAPTER ONE: Sword of the SPARTAN
(Some where near Team 7 Training ground at 7:26pm)
"OOFFF!" Wham!
"Hey, Robert, where are we?"
"Don't know, but can I ask you something?"
"What?"
"Can you please GET OFF MY BACK!" Robert screamed at the top of his lungs.
Looking down Tyler sees that he was on some kid who was inside some black armor (A/N: think Master Chief's armor from Halo but completely black). "OH, sorry Dude!"
Tyler stood up and moved to the right side of the kid in the black armor who was face down in the dirt. Robert rolled over onto his back. Sitting up he looked to his left to see another kid in light brown armor (A/N: again think Master Chief from Halo).
"Is that you Robert?" Tyler questioned.
"Yeah it's me Tyler" Robert answered. "Why are you in Master Chief's armor?"
Tyler looked at himself and wondered 'Why do I look like my multi-player character from Halo 2?'
"Hey Robert?"
"Yeah?"
"Why do you sound like you have been breathing in helium?" Tyler asked.
"Huh – what do you mean?" Robert answered as he struggled to his feet. "Did the world get bigger or something?"
After a couple of seconds it hit Robert like a shovel in the face. "HOLY MOTHER F#UCKER IN HEAVEN! WE ARE FOUR YEARS OLD AGAIN!" he yelled so loud the birds in the trees flew away.
"WHAT!" Tyler yelled almost as loud.
"Man this sucks like hell... I don't want to go through puberty again! AAAAAAAHHHH!" Robert said panicking.
"Forget that... Now, how do we get back home?" asked Tyler.
After recovering slightly from the shock of being a kid again, Robert said calmly "I don't think we will be able to get back home."
Worry showing on Tyler's face ,through his visor, he asked "Why not?"
"For all we know this could have been a one-way trip, we might never get back home."
Even through Tyler's helmet Robert could tell he was shocked at the thought of never getting home again.
Robert sighed. "We might as well see where we are or when we are, since we are stuck here," Robert said as he helped Tyler up.
"I guess you're right, there is nothing we can do at the moment in terms of getting home," Tyler depressingly said. Then something caught the corner of his eye. "What's that?" he asked pointing to the right.
Robert looked to where Tyler was pointing and saw what looked like a sword. Walking up to it Robert saw the blade gleaming in the light. It looked like the blade itself was made of a cyan blue crystal. "Looks like a claymore" Robert stated.(A/N: as for what the sword looks like use your imagination)
"A what now?" Tyler questioned.
Robert siged smaking the forehead of his helment. "Weren't you paying attention in World History class?" Robert asked exasperated. "A claymore is a sword used during the middle ages to take out cavalry – horse and rider. Wonder why it's out here?" he wondered gawking at it.
Tyler shruged his shoulders and said "Maybe some one dropped it."
"We can rule that out," Robert said sarcastically. "The person would have noticed the weight lost. One of the reasons why it was hard to wheel was because of its heavy weight. Any one who could master it was very deadly."
"Should... should we pick it up?" Tyler stammered.
Robert Sweat dropped , "Did you forget we are only four years old?"
"No I didn't forget – I was thinking maybe because we are in MJOLNIR armor we could... possibly be. . ." Tyler let his sentence drop.(A/N: MJOLNIR being the type of armor Master Chief is in)
" mini-SPARTANs?" Robert finished the Tyler's sentence.
"Yeah, we might have everything the SPARTANs' did. Better eyesight, hearing, smell, memory, and let's not forget the most important. Nearly unbreakable bones, super speed, and strength" Tyler explained.
"But what about the training every SPARTAN went through?" Robert questioned. "All the power in the world means nothing if we aren't trained to use it." he reasoned.
"Yeah, but remember when Master Chief first put on his armor he could barely move without hitting himself, but look at me!" Tyler exclaimed.
Tyler was right, even though the real SPARTANs needed years of training in order to use their armor to it's full potential, he and Robert were moving around like experienced veterans.
"Well I guess it's worth a shot, see if you can pick the sword up," said Robert.
Tyler made his way to the sword and reached out for the hilt of the claymore. He tried lifting it for five minutes before he finally gave up. "Damn," he panted "that thing is heavy!"
"Let me try" Robert suggested.
"Yeah, good luck" Tyler joked
"Thanks for the vote of confidence" he said sarcastically rolling his eyes.
"You're welcome!" Tyler said with a smile.
Ignoring that last comment, Robert made his way to the sword and grippedthe hilt. Steadying himself for something heavy he started to lift. The sword came easily into the air and felt extremely light, Robert staggered backwards and tried to regain his balance.
Tyler's jaw dropped to the floor. "That thing felt like it weighed more than two tons!" he exclaimed.
"Well that problem is solved" Robert said while balancing the sword on his shoulder. "We should try to find the closest city or village, maybe they can help us" he suggested.
Suddenly they heard someone shout "AHHHHH".
Another voice joined in soon after "THERE'S THE DEMON-KILL IT!"
"HELP ME!" the first voice screamed again. A loud mumble came followed by the sound of a stampede.
"That sounded like a kid!" Tyler said finally getting over the shock of Robert's being able to lift the heavy claymore.
"Come on! Let's see what's going on." Robert said. He started running toward the voices with Tyler following close behind.
Well that's it for now its my first Fic. So plz R and R.
If anyone has an idea on how Naruto meets the OCs please share your ideas. I plan on telling you guys on how they get to narutos world when they meet Sarutobi but un till then Cya.