Opening thaughts: This is half wanting to write fanfiction and possibly fiction later and half my response my boss ragging on me for grammar and formatting in my paperwork, a way to learn while doing something I like for fun. I have a massive work schedule so don't expect me to have an expedient update schedule.

The premise is that a Mysterious space time emitter quirk warped Izuku out of his reality to somewhere in UNSC controlled space and volunteered for Beta Company after seeing his new colony destroyed and told he can become a hero of humanity. So expect a very jaded Cinnamon Bun following his time as the ONI Grim Reaper.

Actual Word Count: 262

Noble Six: Reaper to Hero

Six welcomed Death, but the Reaper had to earn his soul. Standing amidst a graveyard of metal and corpses, alien flesh and blood adorned the walls and hulls of once great ships. The seven-foot-tall man of iron was caked in black scorching, the darkness dulling his once forest green armour. Bioluminescent blue faintly glowing in the dark.

His final mission complete, package away. Now he had the insurmountable task of surviving on the continent with the most Covenant activity after slaughtering through a small battalions worth of alien warriors.

Staring up at the sky through his cracked visor Six took one look at the bulbous purple vessel manoeuvring on a course to close his present position, shifting hard to starboard to point its rounded bow at the spartan. "Sore losers with their battlecruisers" he grunted looking down at his shotgun before tossing it aside, sitting down with his back to a bulkhead and pulling his helmet off with a sigh.

A violent red glow began above him being the sole warning of his impending death. Utter destruction dealt by the truly unfathomable power of the Battlecruiser's glassing beam. The young Spartan looked up his pale skin gaining a red tint under the glow. "See you soon Noble, got to leave that lone wolf stuff behind" he said speaking without a hint of doubt.

The vessel above fired its brilliant blood-red beam – a lance of colour striking the surface – Six and everything within 12 kilometres gone. Only an angry orange crater to have shown that an enemy of the Covenant one stood there.

Closing thoughts: Very nervous actually posting a proper fic on this account, any advice for writing will be well considered.