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Summary: The master chief finds something while on a mission. What happens when he brings it along? If it doesn't make sense right away, I'll explain a few things to characters later.

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HappyWonKinobiFR181017,8150136,90827 Jun 1210 May 14Yes

Pain makes conversation a little difficult, right?

"So this is it, hunh?" the green woman whistled appreciatively. The mess hall in question was definitely whistle-worthy. After all, it had to be big enough to house and feed the entire ship's compliment at mealtimes. She leaned against the wall near the door, watching for a minute, then expertly making her way over to the lunch lines, which were just starting up for the upcoming meal. She piled a plate with food, then made her way over to a small secluded corner and sat on the floor, happily eating her food. And then a girl in pink armor came up to her and shouted "WAKE UP!!!" right in her ear before letting her shotgun go off in her ear.

Shego sat up with a small yell of surprise. She took a moment to calm down, slowing her breath until she had calmed down enough to figure out what the heck was going on. When the panic had left, taking the adrenaline with it, her head started to hurt, and she put her hand to it. Instead of hair, she felt cloth. Odd. She pressed, and it felt slightly squishy. Blood on the bandage, but it hasn't dried yet, and yet the wound has healed down to a slight bruising, otherwise it would hurt more. Curiouser and curiouser. Especially since her skin was a pale peach. It should be a deep green, like it had been for the past, I don't know, twenty-five years? Completely weird.

A female voice spoke in her head. "She's awake."

She jumped. Not much, but she did. She'd just had the weirdest dream ever, and right now, reality wasn't quite conforming to certain known rules. With her luck, this was the dream and the other side was reality, which would suuuuck.

She shook her head, trying to clear the fogginess from her thoughts and vision, giving up after a few minutes. She sighed and lowered herself onto the bed again.

Some time passed and the door to her room opened, letting in the sounds of people walking by, and a few walking in. She knew what was about to happen. "I know what you're probably here about, so, why don't we just skip to the part where we find out what we know?" She tried to keep the pain out of her voice, but wasn't completely successful.

"What's your name?" A kind voice asked. From the voice, he's probably white, and with a family. Possibly the local psychologist, though it didn't make as much sense as a leader or specially chosen liaison would.

"I, I go by Shego." She said. "I haven't exactly, used my name in a while."

"You've forgotten your own name?" He asked, incredulous.

"Sort of. The pain isn't exactly helping my memory." She grunted again as the pain spiked. No discernible pattern to it yet. "Where am I?"

"You're in the medical bay of the UNSC Defiant Vengeance." The kind voice said. "I'm Captain Parker Michaelson." That would make sense.

She quirked her mouth into a small smile. "Nice names."

"I always thought so." Parker said. "Though, something's been bothering me. Weren't you green an hour ago?"

"That, I can't tell you, as I didn't see. I'm supposed to be green, but I'm not for some reason." Don't even think about thinking it. Soon as you do, it'll come rushing right back. "It's never happened to me before."

"The lack of green?"

She nodded. "So, who's guarding you?"

"It's only you and me in here." He said.

She smirked. "Liar." She said. She didn't put much heat into her voice. "One, I'm not an idiot. If I were you, or your head of security, I would insist upon it. After said prisoner took out 4 guards in quick succession without much effort, even I would be a little cautious."

"She's good." A gruff male voice whispered. Much deeper, and with a rumble of authority in it. Therefore, black and probably a squadron leader of some sort.

"It was actually 5 marines." Parker said, gently correcting her amount.

She raised her eyebrows. "Marines?" She paused, assumed he'd nodded, and said, "Wow." She nodded to herself and forced herself back on topic. "Two, while I couldn't see, I could hear, and I heard a few too many steps to be just one person, even including the group walking just outside the door. And besides, I'm betting that the tall guy's curious about me." 'Hell, I'm curious about me!' she thought to herself.

"So is Cortana, the ship's AI."

"So that purple figure that I talked to, that wasn't just a hallucination or a dream."

"How'd you know she was purple?"

She raised her eyebrows. "So, I did imagine her?"

"Well," the female voice from earlier said. "You didn't imagine telling me about your brothers before getting hit on the head, hard."

"So, were you on that chip that I stuck into that pole?"

"Yes. How'd you know?"

"It, it was in my dream." Shego said it hesitantly. "We talked about a lot of things in my dream."

"Like what?"

"Like how I've been unconscious for 2 weeks, though that's probably wrong if I still have a bandage on my head. Then there's the Cole Protocol, how it was made to keep the Covenant away from Earth, and bastions of the human race. The definitions of the terms 'Construct' and 'Cyborg'. Though, one thing about that I don't- never mind."

"What is it?" Cortana asked.

"I was going to say that I don't get why cyborgs would get priority with the constructs, but I figured it out. Being enhanced, a cyborg will be a much more capable soldier, and especially useful in propaganda and the attempts to win the war. The people need their idols. They need their hope. Without hope, we'll lose without a fight." 'There's no pain.' She marveled at it for the split second that she had pain-free before pain came rushing back to her, and she sucked in a huge breath.

"Her adrenaline levels are spiking." Cortana said.

"Yeah, no shit!" Shego yelled at her, gritting her teeth from the pain.

And suddenly, the world went white, and Shego knew no more.

A/N: I hope you like the different direction I decided to take it. Please tell me what you think of it. Also, if you think of a better chapter name, I'm probably open to it.
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