With how much I love the Halo and RWBY series I'm legit surprised that I haven't already written a story like this before. Halo has been a big part of my life, during a very hard time in my childhood I would throw myself into the games and books of it for escape from reality. This is why I've always held the Spartan's from Halo in such high regard, every time I thought I wouldn't be able to make it through the day I would think about how a Spartan would handle the situation. It was always the same, no matter what is thrown at them, no matter the odds they face, Spartan's never back down or give up. This is why I've decided to write a story about my favorite Spartan, he's been my favorite for years now. Also for future reference, the beginning of this chapter will be taking place during the Halo Legends 'The Package'. I'm aware it's non-canon but still. Let's do this.

Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY or Halo or anything related to either. This story makes no money and is written for entertainment only. All credit goes to the rightful owners.

Fred stood among the corpses of the many Covenant aliens of the flagship he and his teammates had bored. Minutes earlier the section he was in had detached from the main ship entirely and he could see everything outside the ship from where he stood, if it weren't for his mag boots he'd likely be floating off into the vacuum of space. As he watched a fluctuation of energy and light begin forming in front of the main ship he knew he wasn't going to make it out of this one. He'd survived a lot in his life but being this close to a slipspace jump while not in the protection of a ship, he'd likely get sucked in by the gravity and after that death was nearly a certainty. Slipspace was hardly understood and incredibly dangerous.

As he watched the energy reach a climax he noticed a single covie transport fly away from the main ship and instantly knew that it was John inside it. "He completed the mission, good job man." He smiled under his helmet. "See you on the other side." As he said this the main ship made it's jump and Fred's world was taken over by a blinding white light.

Remnant

A young red haired girl sat curled up under a dirty blanket on the roof of a large building in the moderate sized town of Greenwood in Mistral. She pressed herself firmly against the warm bricks of one of the buildings multiple chimneys to stave off the cold winter air. As she did her best to push back against the shivers to looked up into the night sky, looking at the stars usually help take her mind off of the cold.

"One day I'll watch the stars from my own house." She smiled holding out a hand towards the sky, the light of the stars reflecting off her emerald colored eyes.

As she stared up into the sky she noticed something interesting, there was a small burst of light followed by a shooting star appearing from the same spot as the burst. She gasped in surprise at the sight and quickly closed her eyes to make a wish of the light streaking through the sky. "I wish someone could make me a huntress and teach me to be strong, that way I can help people and get that house." She whispered before closing her eyes and curling up against the chimney once more and drifting off to sleep.

Nobody in the town noticed as the object that had streaked through the sky slammed down into the forest several dozen miles away, nor did they notice the large group of black creatures gathering outside their gates.

With Fred

Everything was in agony as Fred began to return to consciousness. His body didn't respond to any of his commands and he could taste copper in his mouth, it was because of these things that he knew he was still alive, the question was how. Opening his eyes he depolarized his visor and with a large amount of effort, managed to look around. "What the hell?" He asked himself as he realized something. "I'm underwater."

Using his suits assisted movements he forced himself to his feet and began walking in a random direction, based off his suits censors he knew this was fresh water and he was only about two hundred feet below the surface. This meant that he was likely in a lake, but how did he get to a planet with fresh water?

After several minutes of walking Fred finally managed to breach the surface and climb ashore, the problem with wearing half a ton of titanium armor is that you sink like a rock. Once on land Fred removed his helmet, after checking the air to know if it was breathable, and sat down. The night air was cool and fresh, the smell of pine surrounded him. After sitting for nearly ten minutes Fred put his helmet back on and began trying to find any possible UNSC frequencies within range, nothing came up. "Well I guess I'm stuck here, at least it's a garden world." He referred to the fact that the planet he stood on was clearly able to maintain life.

With nothing to do and nowhere to go Fred just sat and thought while fiddling with his helmet radio, after several minutes he came across some static which surprised him greatly. "Maybe this place isn't uninhabited." He muttered while praying that he wasn't on a Covenant controlled world.

Playing with the frequency for a minute Fred managed to finally clear up a bit of the static. "...lease respond! This is the Greenwood militia, we are under attack by a large number of Grimm, severe casualties, grimm are in the village, we need help now!" After that Fred could hear a roaring sound followed by more static.

Standing to his feet Fred quickly used his helmet's built in computer to locate the source of the distress call. "That was a nice break." He sighed while still ignoring his still pain filled body.

Greenwood

Pyrrha could see the streets below from her small nook on the roof, her whole body trembled in fear as she watched the black creatures tear apart the town. Several had fallen victim to the monsters claws already right before her eyes. As she sat terrified she caught the attention of one of the beasts below, Pyrrha's eyes widened as the creature met her gaze and jumped up onto the side of the building where it began climbing.

Standing to her feet Pyrrha started to run as fast as her little legs could carry her, she neared the tree branch she climbed on to get up and down from the roof and began her decent just as the monster pulled itself onto the roof. Sliding down the trees trunk she quickly took off sprinting down a nearby alley the moment her feet touched the ground.

As she ran through the many alleyways she could hear screams and roars from the creatures all around, several times she had nearly run out into a street filled with the beast and all the while she could feel the monster from before was still looking for her.

After turning several more corners Pyrrha little heart dropped, she'd made a wrong turn somewhere. She stood staring at a dead end and behind her in the distance she could here the scraping of claws against cobblestone. In a moment of panic Pyrrha ran over to a trash can up against a wall and pulled off the lid before hopping inside and pulling the lid back on, there she sat huddled inside whimpering in fear quietly.

She sat there for only about a minute before she heard the sounds of movement outside, quickly Pyrrha began holding her breath in fear that it might hear her. There was soft growling before a loud crash near her before the sound of heavy breathing got closer and closer. Soon the red haired girl could hear sniffing right outside the trash can she sat in, tears dripped down her face as she prayed to anyone who could hear her for help.

Then the lid of the trash can was nudged open slightly by a snout that spray hot and moist breath onto her face before growling. All of a sudden something slammed into the side of the trashcan sending Pyrrha falling out onto the ground and against a wall as the creature loomed over her. Squeezing her eyes shut Pyrrha waited for the creature to attack. "Mommy." She whispered just before something very large and heavy slammed down on top of the beast in front of her.

With Fred

Fred stood atop the eighth wolf creature he'd slain so far. Upon reaching the wall of the village Fred was instantly attacked by a small group of the beasts. With only his combat knives to defend himself with he quickly cut the monsters down before entering the village and began looking for anyone he could help. It was by pure luck the he found the small red haired girl before him when he did.

Pulling the blades of his knives from the back of the monster he'd dropped down on he moved towards the young child. "Hi there, are you hurt?" His voice was a bit rough and harsh from the pain and fatigue his body was feeling and the fact that he didn't really know how to handle kids.

After several seconds the girl cracked her eyes open and looked up at Fred who, even while kneeling, towered over her. Quickly she closed her eyes against and hugged herself in clear fear.

Frowning Fred let out a sigh, this had happened before. Kids were usually scared of spartans, big scary robots he's once been called by a child he'd saved during a mission. Reaching up Fred pulled off his helmet, the moment he did he could smell the smoke from the nearby burning buildings as well as the small hints of blood from the victims of these monsters. He could also smell the unmistakable stench of urine coming from the trembling girl in front of him. "Hey there, I'm here to help you." He tried to sound more gentle this time.

After a little more time the girl looked at him again, this time without his helmet. "I'm scared." She whimpered weakly.

Fred nodded his head and gave her a smile. "I know, but it's okay now, I'll protect you." He held out his hand to the girl. Looking at the armored hand for a few seconds the girl reached out and wrapped her tiny hand around one of the spartan's large fingers. "Good girl, now I'm gonna get us somewhere safe okay?" He asked while using his other hand to put his helmet back onto his head.

Nodding the little girl climbed to her feet and let Fred lift her up into his arms. "Do you know where people might go if the town was attacked like this?" Fred asked the child.

The girl thought for a moment. "They might go to the airship place, to run away."

Fred smiled. "Good, now where is that?"

"That way." The girl pointed to the northern side of the village.

"Okay, we'll get there faster if I run. Hold on tight." Fred then took off sprinting in the direction the girl pointed out. A spartan at full sprint was much like a truck barreling down the street at nearly forty mph, even with a thousand pounds of armor however Fred was able to take corners with ease. He took great care as he ran to avoid fighting any of the beasts that had all but overrun the village, his first and only concern was getting the girl in his arms to safety, after that he'd see about helping the militia eliminate these monsters.

As he got closer to the airpads however his heart sunk slightly as the only present airship was rising into the air, looking around for anyway to signal for them to wait he noticed a man sitting the ground with blood pooling around him, a rifle of some kind laid next to him. "You there, where is the rest of the militia, how can I contact that ship?"

The man seemed somewhat dazed, likely from the blood loss. "The militias... gone. Everyone's dead." He slurred as a small amount of blood dripped from his mouth. "Only survivors... made it on the ship." He trailed off at the end and his head fell limp.

"Mister?" A small voice came from the girl. "What's gonna happen to us?"

Before he could answer there was an explosion in the sky about two kilometers outside the village, not long after several large birds began circling the village. The transport carrying the survivors had been destroyed. Fred looked to the small still trembling girl in his arms who had tears staining her eyes. "I'm gonna get us out of here." He finally spoke with clear determination.

Using his free hand he grabbed the dead mans gun and attached it to his back before searching him and taking any spare ammo. By the time he finished he could see several blips on his radar. "What's your name kid?" Fred asked as he took off down the street towards the nearest exit from the village.

"Pyrrha Nikos." She replied while holding onto his chest piece.

"Don't worry Pyrrha, I promise you're gonna be okay."

And there we go, a spartan and a future spartan only with less kidnapping and surgical enhancements. Let me know what you all think. Until next time.