Year: 2525. Time on earth: 6:30 AM. Time with your family: Three minutes.

You, gaming on your computer, playing as Master Chief, leaning back on your chair whilst dying many, many times with the difficulty set to legendary. Suddenly, stolen from your seat. Knocked out.

Woke up strapped to a white table, genetic augments set up to be put into your body, agonizingly painful. You would fall unconscious. Soon, you'd figure out you are now set with the reality of protecting humanity, for the rest of your life, paired up with a team of fellow SPARTANS.

*But for now.. You've woken up in a silent room, in a Cryo-chamber. Your a child. No armor on, just white pants and shirt. The Cryo-Chamber is rectangle shaped, and quite spacious.