the Spartan-II follows doctor Halsey. She brought him back to ONI medical facility were he had been abducted and brought to, the place where he was turned into a child soldier.

Dr. Halsey led him threw the halls, finding the cell he was once raised in, John's armoured boots let out semi-loud thumps against the concert floors. "You'll like this." Halsey speaks to him as she opened the cell.

The door slides open, revealing you, laying in your bed, obviously half asleep but you quickly sat up when you saw the two people standing just outside your room, obviously recognizing Doctor Halsey but not recognizing the tall man in forest green and black armor.

"Who is that." John asks. Looking at you then at Halsey threw the golden visor of his helmet. Halsey just smiles and crosses her arms over her chest. "That, my friend. Is your clone. Your kid." she speaks, looking at you like your a exhibit in a museum.

Her words were true. The program had decided to try something new, instead of abduction children, they decided to clone the best in the business. And that clone was you. You were roughly 7, young an pure yet, or you were at least supposed to be innocent if you were in the real world.

John stands there, looking at you threw his visor. "When the hell did you do this. When the hell did you ask to use my DNA for this." he speaks. Halsey just waves a hand to shush him. "You've always wanted a kid didn't you? I can tell." she speaks.

John huffs. She was right, he had always wanted a kid or two. But the hormonal suppressant pellet in his head kept him from expressing that paternal feeling. He looks at you for a little while longer before Halsey speaks again. "Take your helmet off and go say hi." she speaks. Usherring John into the room once he removed his helmet and hands it to her. Once he's inside, she shuts the door to give them some privacy.

He looks behind him as the door slides shut, but looks back at you. "So, I'm your dad huh." he speaks before he kneels down next to your mattress on the floor.