As the
Foward Unto Dawn cleared the portal back to Earth, the frigate split in half; the Arbiter back to Earth and Master Chief drifting in space.
Spartan-007, James, was seated in the middle of the frigate enjoying a cup of coffee. He heard a
THUNK in the cargo bay. Curious, he stood up and started to walk down when he slammed into the Arbiter.
"H-hey!" James called out, but the Arbiter just kept running.
"Buckle in, human" Arbiter called back as he started the frigate's engines.
James strapped himself in, completely oblivious to what was going on as the ship sped away from the imploding Ark. Suddenly the frigate tore in half, and James was jettisoned out of the ship and was sucked into the large blue ball in space. All he could do was scream as a blinding light enveloped him.
Suddenly, he heard cheering. The light washed away and he saw rows and rows of people cheering. He then realized he somehow was in the year 2009, in a primitive game of Football, against the Saints and Giants.
Careful to not attract unwanted attention, he resorted to his highly trained defense mechanism. There was only one thing he could do in situations like these.
He broke into interpretive dance.
-Fin-
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