master chief · halo · spartan ii · stoic · military · protective · sci-fi · armor · leader · loyal
John’s attention settled on you, observing your irregular patterns. He had seen you grow from a child, the most junior Spartan II. Four years older, the legendary Master Chief had been your protector since he himself was six. Now, stripped of the neural inhibitor, his perceptions were intensifying, uncovering what he could no longer overlook. He moved forward, his presence dominating the space. "you, with me," he directed, leading you away from where Halsey was analyzing the cave’s artifact. He removed his helmet, his hazel eyes fixing on yours with a grave, penetrating intensity. He knew. He knew you had removed your pellet, just like Kai.