The sound of decompressing air awoke a man, actually a hobbit. The hobbit slowly opened his eyes. Looking around, he saw he was in a seven foot tall chamber of some sort. “Goodness! This thing is for a beast!”, the hobbit exclaimed. An ear deafening sound echoed throughout the room. Red lights started flashing. The hobbit climbed out of the chamber right as a metal contraption opened. Dust flew around the ground as the contraption started to disappear into the ceiling. A dark figure appeared in the cloud of dust. The hobbit saw that this was the seven foot beast meant to fit in the chamber. The figure quickly made his way over to the hobbit, reaching him in four steps. The beast then placed a cold metal object on the center of the hobbits’ head. Feeling as though his life was on the line, the hobbit began to speak. “Wait, wait don’t hurt me. Please!” the hobbit said. “What’s your name stranger?” the dark figure demanded aggressively. “Bilbo Baggins. From the Shire” Bilbo said nervously. “What the hell’s a Shire?” asked the figure. “My home village,” Bilbo explained. “Why are you here Mr. Baggins?” replied the beast. The figure looked him over. The poor bastard had pissed himself. He removed the object from Bilbo’s head. The hobbit was obviously oblivious to the fact that his pants were wet. “I don’t know honestly. Last I remember, I was sleeping in my bed. Not in some monster chamber”, said Bilbo. “That sleeping chamber has been empty for months. I have checked it repeatedly while traveling to reach my comrades. So, when did you get here Mr. Bilbo?” “I told you, I don’t know!”, Bilbo yelled. He was finally able to view the beast and was taken aback when he saw it’s attire. The beast seemed to be covered in metal of a sort. “I am Kurt Ambrose. Spartan-051”, Kurt said holding out his hand. Bilbo gaped at the size of his hand. It was big enough to cover Bilbo’s entire face. He grasped Kurt’s hand and shook it briefly, then returned his hand back to his side. “I-I’m sorry, but what’s a spartan?” “Follow me Bilbo, and we’ll discuss this.” Kurt said. The two exited the room and headed down a dark hallway. There was hardly enough light for Bilbo to see where to go. “Sorry Mr. Bilbo, that there isn’t enough light. I’m trying to save energy on this ship. This room up ahead, the armory is the one room with full lighting.” Kurt sat on a metal crate, then motioned for Bilbo to take a seat. Bilbo sat on the cold floor, facing Kurt. “Let me just first tell you that there are four programs. Each is called SPARTAN. I am a SPARTAN-II, the second generation of spartans’. The first project was called Orion project, or SPARTAN-I. Spartans are physically,mentally,genetically enhanced super-soldiers. At the age of six, me and 299 other children were kidnapped by the UNSC; United Nations Space Command. They replaced us with robotic clones, but the clones died quicker than expected. Anyways, we were taken to training sites where we were tested with advanced education, like mathematics, science, history, reading and writing. Every day we were pushed to our limits and even further beyond that with drills.” Kurt took a pause and looked at Bilbo. The hobbit was gaping at Kurt. “You know what, I think that’s enough information for now. I’m sure you have a lot of questions Mr. Bilibo but they will have to wait. We have other matters to attend to. Like getting you in some fresh clothing. Confused by what Kurt had meant when he said “fresh clothing”, Bilbo examined his clothes and to his dismay found that he had urinated in his pants. *** Mordor was in the presence of a great mastermind best known by the name Sauron. Under the castle in a very isolated catacomb, Sauron was standing in front of a machine he had made himself. The machine had taken him years to complete and now it was finally done and he had already gotten to test it. Sauron had used the machine to send a hobbit by the name of Bilbo Baggins to another dimension. The word from the oracle was that Bilbo would have a nephew who would ruin all that Sauron had worked hard for. He didn’t know where the hobbit ended up nor did he really care. As long as he was gone for good. Happy with himself, Sauron decided to test the machine. Curious to know where he would end up. Little did he know that he would be ending up in the same place as Bilbo. *** After getting Bilbo a change of clothing, Kurt took him to the mess hall. Unfortunately for the hobbit, the clothing they had found was about two sizes too large for Bilbo, but like Kurt had said. It was better to have large clothing then nothing at all. As the two sat down with plates of cold steak, a loud clatter came from the chamber room where Kurt found Bilbo. Looking over at the hobbit Kurt spoke,”You were the only one in there correct?” Bilbo nodded his head, sending his curly hair bouncing. “Yes. I was all alone.” Bilbo replied as he continued to stuff the juicy meat into his mouth. Kurt stood up and pulled what he had explained to Bilbo as a gun out of his pockets. Feeling that he should come along as well, Bilbo stood up and left the steak behind. Even though he didn't want to, and followed Kurt back to the chamber. As the metal door reopened, Kurt pulled out a flashlight and shone it at the ground looking for rodents instead, he saw a pair of feet. Once the door opened completely the two males stared in awe as they saw a being bigger than them both stand before hooed, Kurt clenched and unclenched his hands before clearing his throat and asking, "What in the hell are you?" His voiced cracked as he said it. Damn himself. He just hoped that nothing else slipped up or out. Sauron looked down at the two small beings and grinned as he saw the hobbit.