The Holy city of high charity slowly drifted in space next to Delta Halo one of the holy sacred rings. High charity did not have the bluish glow it normally had though as the cities power source a forerunner ship had left with the Prophet of Regret along with thousands of covenant troops and unknown to them a Spartan called John 117. But that is not what this story is about; this story is about the tales of a shamed Sangheili warrior who will now free the fromer mebers of the covenant from their doomed exsistence.
The Arbiter stood facing the oracle and asked, "and where, Oracle is that"? Guilty spark waited a moment before responding, as if it were wondering why they would ask such a question. His eye glowed a deeper blue before saying, "I'm sorry but my programing forbids me to say the arcs location for fear of one of you becoming asorbed by the flood". "What?!" Sargent Johnson yelled, "you're telling me that you wont tell us where the biggest threat to humanity is since these spilt chin bastards showed up is, just because you're worried about us turning into goddammed giant parasites?! Why I ought rip your brain right out of that godammed floating body of yours"! As Johnson was about to do so a loud snap hiss was heard.
The arbiter held his plasma sword at his side and made a low growling noise, "I think not human"! Miranda Keyes motinoed towards Johnson, "sargent please do what he says if you want us to live". The sargent gruntted an afrimative and he backe daway from guilty spark. Before anyone else could say anything a zealot had run up to the platfrom and the main platfrom was combining back into one again. The Zealot was soon followed by two special operation Elites and as they began walking towards to the Arbiter, the zealot looked towards the humans.
"I assume they are captives Arbiter", the Arbiter looked towards the humans who had helped him defeat Tartarus and stop Halo from activating. "Yes they are, at least for now", the Arbiter replyed. He turned to leave and the humans were escorted by the special operation Elites. As they came out of the control room and into the open he looked at the beach across the small body of water in front of him. "The sacred rings of the gods are beautiful aren't they?" asked the golden zealot. "Yes, yes it is ", aswered the Arbiter he would have to tell them the trurth about hthis ring world but would they beilieve it. Especially if he barley beilieved it.