This is a sort of mini-anthology about the idea of a Huragok (from Halo) being dropped into Equestria to interact with ponies (in particular, the Mane 6).

I'm generally going for a sort of light, unimposing tone, leaning more on the cute and silly side. If you're expecting a grandiose piece of crossover work with its own lore and whatnot, you're in the wrong place.

Content Warnings: None that I can think of, at least right now. This story's about as light as I've gotten.

A Halo-MLP fanfic.

The Rookie's memories are clouded and foggy. He awakes in a new world, a world innocent in nature. Peace is in peril.

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This story is a sequel to A Noble Death

Known as the Angel of Las Pegasus to the ponies and the Demon to the changelings, Lieutenant Sierra-B312 Callsign ‘Noble Six’ has certainly made a name for herself.

From the streets of Canterlot to the tunnels of the Grand Hive of the Empress, Six brought the war between pony and changeling-kind to its conclusion. But now that peace reigns, what is a Spartan to do? Is she more than a living weapon? And what would happen to her should her newest family meet the same fate as her old one?

And with the recent return of the Crystal Empire after months of ever-growing restlessness, the answers she has been looking for may finally become clear.

But with every light, a shadow is cast, and one last question will become clear:

Is she afraid of what waits in the dark?

Coverart made by Crimsonwolf360

Tags will be added as the story progresses to prevent spoilers.

And I dedicate this story to you Frazy, whenever people see Six they will be thinking of the design you brought to life, may your retirement from drawing be filled with fuzzy ferret love.

This story is a sequel to A Noble Death

For the former Spartan Noble Six, life after death no longer holds any mysteries. Finding herself in the aftermath of a war against the changelings that she had brutally finished, Six has to contend with one of the greatest challenges a soldier can face: walking away from war.

Only a month after the Changeling-Pony War ended, another changeling monarch appears in Canterlot. King Phasmatodea of the Fifth Hive, a complete unknown to pony and changeling alike. Battleworn and rich with mysteries, knowledge, and artifacts, King Phasma catches the eye of both the Princesses of Equestria and Six. To the Princesses, he is the ticket to preventing a future war with the changelings. To Six, this King Phasma seems to be more important than any native she has met, for he claims to be something that Six swore she would never see again: another human.

Cover art by Frazy#1225
Written in collaboration with K.K. Slider
Warning this story contains spoilers for the two stories A Noble Death and Changing Expectations
Edited by AlwaysTired and UnamusedWaffle

Spartan III Theodore-G172 Wyvern-Two
Status: MIA
Last deployment: Reach, Orbital Defense Platform Power Station Delta
Mission: Defend ODP Power Station Delta from Covenant Ground forces
Mission Status: Unsuccessful
Equipment: Modified SPI-ES Armor, BR55 battle rifle.
Wyvern Team status: MIA
With the fall of reach many Spartans were active in the beginning and end of the defense. Many lost their lives in the hope of saving the planet. They failed.
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The Changeling hive launched a desperate attack on Canterlot to save themselves from extinction. It failed. With the whole world now knowing about them they have no choice but fight for their very survival. Outmatch and outnumbered, they have no hope of survival. They fight for precious land to give the hive more time for an effective solution or war ending strategy that will save them. With Equestria hell bent of the destruction of the hive this seems unlikely. All seems hopeless. They need something to deliver them hope.

Sierra General 915 KSW or General Karma, Call sign, "Saw Wolf", has gone MIA.

A spartan, with no true name, sacrifices herself to slow the advance of the flood, but instead of meeting the darkness as she had expected, she found herself tumbling into the welcoming embrace of a princess with a country in a state of emergency, now ageless she attempts to find out if her new life is a blessing or a curse.

It was supposed to be a quick mission. All Spartan-127 had to do was infiltrate the Covenants CCS-class battlecruiser, and search the ships nav-data to find out the location of the Covenants homeworld. Instead, she was now on an unexplored planet with talking horses. Could this day get weirder?

When Cozy Glow, Tirek and Chrysalis ambush the throne room; things go wrong extremely fast when Cozy uses a spell that flings the mane six onto planet Reach.

NOTE: This might just be a few chapters, keyword: Might because I may change my mind but right now, I'm leaning toward just a few chapters. Not a whole 100,000 word story. Just wanted to write this segment, take a break from the walking dead fic.

Mission Log: Day 1
Mission Time: 0000 Hours
Location: Unknown
Current Mission Objectives:

• Complete a self-evaluation of self and armour.
• Examine nearby supply crate and take stock of equipment and weapons.
• Scout the surrounding area for threats.
• Locate a freshwater source.
• Establish a suitable base of operations.
• Perform a combat training refresher course.
• Make contact with the native sentient populace.

John One-One-Seven, reporting.
Moments ago I was attending San Diego Comic-Con International, suited up as Master Chief, from the video game, Halo.

I had just purchased a replica of Cortana's Chip and a UNSC Dog Tag from a strange merchant before I fell unconscious.

When I awoke I appeared to be in some crumbling ruins, located within a strange forest, and the armour I wore was now fully operational. I also discovered a supply crate near me that contained weapons, equipment, and supplies. Not to mention, I also have a version of Cortana in my head now.

My mind also seems to have been altered, as I now think and behave similarly to the real Master Chief.

Cortana has detected a nearby settlement on the other side of this forest, which I will investigate once I have completed my other mission objectives.

If this is the world I believe it to be, then there is no telling how the locals will react to me. Caution is advised for the time being. I do not remember my old name, so for now I shall take the identity of my current form, until such a time as I can recall my old self. If the inhabitants of this land ask about my identity, I shall inform them that I am a Spartan, and my name is Master Chief. I shall also attempt to keep Mission Logs during my time here, as a way to convince myself that this is real, and not some deluded dream or fantasy.

Master Chief Petty Officer John One-One-Seven, signing off.

End of Mission Log: Day 1

WARNING: This story is undergoing a major restructure and the first chapter will be completely rewritten. The story title may also be changed. The plot of this story is being changed slightly to accommodate new ideas.