The events that would change humanity and the sangheili's relationship for better or for worse, started one afternoon during lunch on the UNSC ship Imperium. Soldiers were eating with other staff members and there was a mixing of races, specifically of human kind and that of the sangheili. The sangheili were very different compared to the humans. Standing and sitting, they towered over their human companions, had two distinct sets of mandibles, and powerful digitigrade legs. They could jump cliffs, over chasms, and kick opponents hard enough to break bone.
I've done this because I really enjoy reading these types of stories and there aren't enough of them out there. Saying that, it is difficult to write about this type of pairing so give me a little slack. Secondly, this story is set in the timeline of Halo 5 so there will be some cheeky references and occasional dialogue from the game.
AN: I have revised it and fixed some spelling and grammar if not made the grammar worse… I hope you enjoy reading this again if you want and I'll be starting on the second chapter soon. Spartan taps 's shoulder, he would casually lean in, and ask her "what's up with ? As the Sangheili across from me leans forward, he would tell me "I heard rumors about to and the many names given to you. The covenant calls you a demon, the UNSC calls you an angel; earning the title of nephilim by those who have seen you show mercy and brutality to the covenant. So I want to know, who are you realy?