A/N: This is an experimental chapter of you flashback to your time with Nobel team. Let me know if you like, and I'll do more in future chapters
Fumirole April 20, 2552
Y/N: It's a suicide mission
Emile: Do you have a better idea?
Y/N: No, I don't, but the risk I don't know
You were in the weight room lifting weights with Emile and Jorge
Jorge: I understand your concerns, Y/N, but we need to do this
Y/N: I get you, Jorge; it's just what if something goes wrong?
Emile: Worried about your girlfriend eyy Y/N
You dropped your weights and began to storm over towards Emile before Jorge stopped you by putting a hand on your chest
Jorge: Easy, Y/N; he's trying to get the better of you
You huffed, leaving the exercise room as Jorge frowned at Emile; you headed for the shooting range where Jun was
Y/N: Eyes up Sniper
Jun: Hey Y/N, come to join me, huh, sharpen your shooting skills?
Y/N: Might be why I'm afraid I'm going to beat you again?
Jun: Okay, Head Hunter, you on
You grabbed a sniper and began to shoot down the range with Jun
Jun: So I'm curious: When you were a Head Hunter, did you ever go up against any snipers at all?
Y/N: About 35% of the time, most never saw me coming, of course
Jun: Then they weren't snipers; they were
Y/N: Talking too much like a particular Spartan I know
Jun chuckled before he aimed his sniper and shot down one of your targets as revenge for the joke
Y/N: Okay, now you're just being petty
Jun: I don't know what you're talking about, Y/N, but you know I would shoot you before you could get me, right?
Y/N: No, you'd fire a warning shot at me and do a long speech about how this is morally bad for me to kill you only to realize you've been talking to a decoy and I'm behind you with a knife to your throat
Jun: Damn, Y/N, your cold-blooded, you know that, right?
Y/N: Jun, I'm only fucking with you, and if I had to kill any of Nobel Team, I would make it quick and painless
Jun came from his shoot ally, as did you; he had a slightly worried look on his face
Jun: Would you really do it, Y/N? Would you really kill one of us?
Y/N: Depends. I mean, we both know Good Soldiers Follow Orders. I'm joking, Jun, but we both know if I were to kill one of you, it would be Emile
Jun laughed as you gave each other a bro hug; with that, you headed inside, where Valkyrie and Carter were talking an attack plan against the Covenant.
Valkyrie: It's risky, sir
Carter: I know, but if we take down that cruiser, then Fumirole will be safe; we need to do this
Y/N: And what if one of us dies doing this mission, Sir?
You asked as you walked. Carter looked up to you with a stoic expression
Carter: Are you worried, Y/N?
Y/N: For me, sir? No, but for all of you, this team is not my team anymore. I see you more as a family, if I'm honest, sir.
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