GCB Fanfics: The Fanfiction Project

July 14th, 2003


Preshow

Once again, Master Chief could be heard panting heavily inside the weight room. He really had nowhere else to go. Master Chief wasn't big on conversation, and the rumors he'd heard of a rivalry between his dimension and contestants of other dimensions like Mario's or Cloud Strife's made Master Chief even less of a talker. The only two characters who shared Master Chief's fighting style and dimension, Sam Fisher and Max Payne, were either in the infirmary or already gone. Many of the best doctors nearby had set-up an infirmary right next to the village in order to help with injuries sustained during battles. Sam Fisher had been already eliminated from competition, while Max Payne was supposedly in there with a hangover, even though Master Chief figured he and Vercetti were probably just in there to hit on Nurse Joy.

The corrupt cop and criminal combo seemed very strange to Master Chief, but then again, so did many other sights he had seen at the village.

"I bet that nurse doesn't even know how to take care of humans," thought Master Chief, before being interrupted by another voice in his head.

"That was your best workout yet," said Cortana, the AI implanted in Master Chief's suit.

"You always say that. Anyway, did you find anything yet on that Felix guy?" answered the Chief.

"I found his picture and I'm guessing he's a swordsman, not a cat. He's a minority like you. Him and Isaac are from the land of the Golden Sun or something like that."

Master Chief began to think to himself again, "So I'm going into a battle with someone who I know nothing about. I knew nothing about the Flood and defeated them, so why should what I know about Felix make a difference? This guy is a swordsman, ok, at least it's not a psychic. I've fought enemies with swords before. Piece of cake! Still there has to be someone who knows about this guy. Maybe that other cyborg, KOS-MOS would know. She seemed smart and she was good with numbers so maybe he could get the odds of him winning, too. And-"

"HEY! I'm good with numbers," shouted Cortana.

"Next time, tell me when you're going to read my thoughts," retorted MC.

"Well, you stopped talking and I got bored."

"Give me a warning next time....So, what are my odds of winning?"

"From what I know about this guy. I say you have a 53% chance of winning with a +/- margin of error or 2%."

"I can live with that, as long as he's not Link with that sword"

"What are you talking about you could crush Link? He's never been surrounded by Elites before. I bet he couldn't even slice and dice a Grunt. I'm telling you- "

Master Chief let Cortana ramble on. She liked to talk and he had learned to ignore the crazy parts. Suddenly, someone walked into the weight room that made the cyborg realize that Cortana had to quiet herself now.

"Shut up, Cortana!"
"Why? Oh!"

There he was in all his glory the defending champion of the tournament, Link. Master Chief rose, to salute him like he had done to Captain Keyes and what he would continue to do to any great hero.

"Uh, you don't have to do that," said Link with a strange look on his face. "Have you seen Zelda anywhere? I heard she was in here earlier?"

The Chief continued his salute as he answered, "Yes sir, she left about an hour ago to her locker room. I believe to get herself ready for tonight's battle."

"Thanks." Link started to head out the other exit of the gym as Master Chief watched. "Oh, wait you're in that battle tonight. Aren't you? Good luck!" And with that he was gone.

Once again Master Chief went into deep thought, without noticing the door that had just opened behind him. "Did he just say good luck? Maybe this rivalry and ill-will towards my land was just a myth or maybe my land and his land all have some obnoxious fans." Either way Master Chief was gaining more and more respect for his opponents in this tournament.

Cortana finally spoke, "He doesn't look so tough!"

Once again, Master Chief ignored her voice, but suddenly heard another voice behind him.

"Hey, Samus babe, you want to sit together tonight while we watch those two idiots pound each other in the ring?"

The chief whipped around to face the obnoxious mug of Duke Nukem. "Wait, you're not Samus. Hmm, hold on... Is there a girl in this suit too? C'mon let me see what you got?"

"No" answered Master Chief's booming voice which was enough to set Nukem into a rage.

"I swear I heard a woman's voice coming from you. What the hell? It's this ****ing lighting."

Master Chief walked past Nukem as he continued to curse the lighting on his way out of the locker room.

"So, where to, Chief?"

"I don't know, Cortana."

"Well, lemme see what you're thinking. Ok, so you want to ask a few more fighters if they know who Felix is and than you want to return to the locker rooms to prepare for your match."

The Chief only nodded.

"Sounds like a plan. Except if one more person tells me Felix is a cat. I might blow my circuits. It's driving me insane. I'll tell you what I'm going to do to the next person who says that about Fel-"

It was time for Master Chief to start ignoring Cortana again. It was time for him to focus on the match ahead of him. He was ready!

----

Felix's locker room

Ironic... that I face a similar match today as the one that defeated Isaac...
Felix shook his head. To a swordsman of the medieval age, Samus and Master Chief were the same in all but gender. And Felix was experienced enough to know that in such competitions, gender was meaningless. There were differences, no doubt, but Felix coult not see them.

Isaac was careless... that is why he was defeated. He tried to keep thinking that way. Otherwise, it was quite depressing. To be true, the other Earth adept did not know what he was up against, and his opponents alien moves had confounded him from the first.

Felix did not intend on making the same mistake.

"So, almost ready, Felix?"

He turned around to see Jenna standing there, smiling. Ever optimistic... Felix returned his sister's grin.

"Sheba and the others are with Isaac in the stands," she continued. His external wounds had been healed, but his pride still hurt, and all of his friends clung to him, trying fruitlessly to cheer him up. He'd probably be gone by now if it weren't for Felix's match.

Felix nodded. "I'm just about ready." Nothing to do but leave it to fate.

----

The Master Chief's locker room

Silent and deadly as ever, the soldier known as Master Chief made his preparations. Shield, optimal. Grenades, check. Rocket launcher, check. He was up against a "magic" user, as foreign a concept to him as his own world was to Felix. Which meant that much of the fight would depend on lucky guesses and non-standard stratagem. Both his AND his opponent's.

He, too, had observed Samus' fight--but he had also seen Sam's. My best bet is to finish this quickly... Unknown threats were always as dangerous as the known, as his experience with the Flood proved. But ultimately, the kid would see just how dangerous he could be.

Across the room, Solid Snake yawned. He still had over a week until his own match. And the Spartan was not very good company. Any attempts at conversation were brushed off or ignored by the helmeted soldier. Cool as an ice block. And just about as impenetrable.

The matches that involved guns always caught Snake's attention--they showed how HE might fare. Even though the other's weaponry was definitely superior, it didn't hurt to see the Chief's performance. Although, thought Snake, My first match is practically in the bag. Raiden came from his own world. Not much should hinder him there.

Abruptly, Master Chief straightened. He was ready. No sign of emotion showed beneath his opaque helmet. Nervousness, fear... it was if he did not feel it, thought Snake. As if his genetic alterations protected him from that, too.

He nodded his head. "Good luck."

Master Chief nodded back and strode out the door. He had a match to win.



The Battle

Master Chief was slowly walking towards the arena. Cortana was giving him a last minute run down of the specs of his opponent Felix.

"This is just you standard dash and slash sword user, Chief, you really shouldn't have to work to hard to take him out. He should be way less tougher than the covenant you had to battle on Halo"

"You're wrong Cortana, this guy has magic, that's new territory, can't underestimate him."

"Well, its good that you aren't underestimating him, Oh well just take care out there Chief, I can't help you, its against the rules."

"Thanks, Cortana."

He entered the arena, his opponent Felix was standing at the opposite gate leaning against the wall. When he saw Master Chief he got up and moved towards the center. The crowds in an uproar as always. People placing bets on who they thought would win, arguing about who the better player was, but they soon quited down as the two neared the center.

"Good luck, Felix," Master Chief said, sticking out his hand for a shake. He recieved neither a response or the hand shake. Felix merely drew his blade and readied himself.

The bell rang out across the stadium. Felix immediately dashed towards Master Chief. He closed the distance to fast for Master Chief to ready his shotgun in time. Before he could get out a shot, the weapon was sliced in two. Master Chief was stunned Christ, he's fast he thought but his thoughts were interupted as Felix leaped into the air preparing to do the same thing to the Master Chief as he had done to his shotgun. Crap thought the Chief, barely strafing to the left in time to avoid the blow.

Felix remained on the offensive running to catch up with the green clad Marine. He was faster then him and caught up, Game Over he though to himself as he prepared to finish the match. But to his suprise, Master Chief stopped, spun around, and swung the lower half of his shotgun, which he was still carrying, right at Felix's head. Felix, who was running too fast to stop, recieved the blow full force right in the temple. Felix flew backward, hitting the ground hard and skidding to a stop.

Felix rose to his feet, rubbing his head, that fool Isaac most likely would've been killed by that he thought to himself thinking of Isaacs pitiful performance against Samus.

*click*

Felix spun around to see Master Chief about 30 feet away pointing his assault rifle right at him. Master Chief chuckled and then said aloud, "It'd be more fun for me if you ran." Felix didn't need a second warning he burst off running with the fire from the assault rifle trailing closely behind him.

Felix was able to dodge all of Master Chiefs fire, but he knew he couldn't keep it up for long. Suddenly he felt a burst of pain as a bullet penetrated his left leg. Felix tripped and skidded along the ground once again. He got up only to be looking right down the barrel of Master Chiefs pistol. "Good job, kid, but not good enough. Its over." Master Chief said to the wounded Felix.

Felix looked up into the visor of Master Chief and smiled then said, "On the contrary my robotic friend, its just begun."

"Heh, whatever kid." Master Chief raised his gun preparing to knock the young warrior out with it, but before he could something happened. Something magical.

Felix just smiled shook his head and said, "Ground, bind this fool with your magic." Suddenly a small brown creature appeared next to Master Chief. Master Chief looked over very puzzled. Then all of a sudden his pistol was pulled out of his hand and down to the ground were it created a small crater. Then Master Chief felt an incredible weight on his body like he had suddenly gained thousands of pounds.

"What....What is this," Master Chief grunted.

"This Djinn is creating an extreme gravity field around you." Felix said nonchalantly rising to his feet. "Well, you got me pretty good there I'd better cure." A cloud appeared around his and Master Chief watched in awe as the bullet emerged from the wound and the wound healed behind it. "Well, I think I'll finish you off now." Felix said. He turned away from him and started walking.

"What's the matter....running...away..." Master Chief managed to say under the enormous pressure of the gravity.

"No, just making sure I'm far enough away that I won't be damaged by this next attack." That flat out scared Master Chief, which wasn't an easy thing to do. He started to panic, I can't die here...not now....wait a second, the Djinn. Very slowly he reached over and attempted to pick up his pistol. It felt like a Scorpion tank, and yet with his cyborg strength he raised it out of the crater and pointed it at the Djinn.

Felix turned around he was now about 60 feet away from Master Chief. He saw him picking up the pistol. The fool will never be able to aim it properly anyway. Felix said shrugging off the last ditch effort by the Master Chief. "Master Chief!" he yelled, "Prepare to taste the power of Ragnarok." He raised his one hand in the air and began to focus his energy.

Master Chief was desperate, I can only hold the pistol up long enough to get one shot at that thing. Better make it count. He thought having almost raised the gun to the level of the Djinn. Damn it looks like he's about to cast his spell. This is it Billy. He pointed his gun at the Djinn's head and pulled the trigger. The bullet was immediately pulled down but the gravity field but still connected with the Djinn's foot, which ran off yelping. Master Chief felt the weight lift off of him. Then looked over at Felix and saw something incredible.

Felix finished focusing his energy and with a yell he shot it off into the air. For a moment there was nothing but then a sword appeared, falling out of the sky. At first it was small but then it grew larger, and larger until it became the size of an Aircraft Carrier. HOLY FREAKING CRAP!!!! Master Chief thought to himself and took off in the other direction. The sword hit the ground and created a huge explosion. Dust flew up everywhere. When the dust settled there was nothing but the sword and a crater in the middle of the field.

The announcer exclaimed, "HE'S DONE IT, IN A TREMENDOUS UPSET FELIX HAS DEFEATED MASTER CHIEF INCREDIBLE!!!" The crowd roared. All of the contestants we're on there feet clapping even the sullen Crono was on his feet clapping. But then a voice prevailed over the noise. Coming from right behind Felix. "Forgetting something kid." said Master Chief.

All color left Felix's face he spun around only to see a rocket from Master Chiefs rocket launcher coming right at him. It's too close he thought....unless "GRANITE HELP!!!!" he yelled. An aura enclosed his body no less than a millisecond before the rocket impacted. As he flew, he turned and smiled at Master Chief, but was shocked to see him pointing at him, then he realized he was pointing to behind him. He turn around to see the sword less then 10 feet away. He crashed into it head first knocking him out cold.

"OH MY LORD WHAT A MATCH!!!! IT APPEARS MASTER CHIEF SURVIVED FELIXES FINISHING MOVE AND FINISHED FELIX INSTEAD WHAT A MATCH FOLKS, WHAT A MATCH!!!!!!" The crowd was chanting "CHIEF! CHIEF! CHIEF! CHIEF!" as Master Chief left the field. "Good job, kid, but not good enough. Its over."



Aftermath

Felix staggered down the hallway to the locker room, hand pressed to his forehead, cursing to himself. I relied too much on my magic...stupid... he thought to himself. His weapons were all long range...if I had closed with him, he wouldn't have stood a chance. His head pounded with every step, the two large lumps that the battle had given him throbbing painfully.

The swordsman paused at the door to the locker room, hesitating before pushing it open. He doubted even Jenna could cheer him up in his frustration. To make matters worse, there was no doubt in Felix's mind that Isaac would be waiting on the other side to deliver an "I told you so," or two. Grimacing, Felix entered the room.

To his surprise, his fellow warrior was nowhere to be found. Yet the locker room wasn't empty. There was a man sitting on the bench in the center, an extremely tall, muscular man, with close-cut blond hair and skin so pasty-white that it didn't seem he had ever seen the light of day. Felix blinked. He hadn't seen this man before..."Who are you?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You fought well today," said the man, not answering his question. When he spoke, Felix's eyes went wide. By the voice...this was the Master Chief. He wasn't, like Felix and the others had all assumed, a cyborg. The Master Chief was a human. "I was right not to underestimate you."

The Master Chief stood up, and Felix saw that he was limping slightly. "You didn't do so badly yourself," the warrior said after a pause. "So you're just human? Just flesh and blood like me and Isaac? What's your name?"

The Chief laughed softly to himself. "Human? I guess that's as good enough a description as any. And my name doesn't matter." With that, he began to walk out of the room, trying to ignore the wounds that Felix had dealt him during the fight.

However, Felix held a hand out, stopping him. "You know, next year, I'll be ready for you. Next time, it'll be for real."

The taller man looked down at the shorter warrior, and cracked a small smile, a smile of understanding. "I wouldn't have it any other way." With that, the Master Chief walked out of the locker room...before the door closed, he looked over his shoulder, back at Felix. "Oh, by the way...John."

Felix nodded. "Very well, then, John. I'll see you next year."

The door closed behind him, and the Master Chief was gone.




Today's Authors: Killer Wasp (Guest), Cromage (Guest), Furious J, Funkadelict
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