The Pillar of Autumn lifted away from Reach, Six looked on as it escaped the planet, he stepped down from the MAC cannon, and up to Emile's corpse, retrieving his friends Kukri and shotgun, and he began to walk down into the ship-breaking yard below. He checked his ammunition, for his magnum, assault rifle, grenade launcher, and new shotgun, he was topped up. He waited there for some time, waiting for the covenant to come for him, and they did, after six hours of fighting, Noble Six was tired, he had slain almost an entire cruisers worth of Covies, and only eight elites remained, their combat harnesses scratched and torn and dented, he was out of ammo. The Elites ignited their energy swords and approached, he prepared his combat knife, and Emile's Kukri. They began their duel, three Elites fell, and Cayde was knocked to the ground, just as his life was about to end he stole a plasma grenade from an elites belt, threw it sticking a zealot, and eliminating two Ultra's, then slew the remaining elites while they were dazed. He had won, and now he was to his knowledge the last surviving Human on reach.

He retrieved his helmet, weapons, and an elite's energy dagger, and began to walk towards Castle base, when he arrived he found it deserted but was able to find more ammo, an unarmed warthog, years' worth of food and water, and a station to modify his armour, he repaired his helmet, replacing the shattered silver visor with a golden one, and grafted the energy dagger to the right gauntlet. After he had finished, he gathered up a thick brown emergency blanket, and fashioned himself a cloak he collected as much fuel, medicine, food and water, as he could onto the warthogs expanded cargo bed and the accompanying trailer, about seven years' worth with proper rationing. And he departed, leaving Castle base behind, he drove towards Azsod, to the cave he and Noble team had hid in after operation TIP OF THE SPEAR. He waited there for some sort of signal, long after the planet had been glassed, even the covenant had abandoned their search for him. He had counted every day that he remained on reach, 4 years, 7 months, 22 days. He walked out to the warthog, and he drove out across the sea of glass that used to be Azsod, he went north for three days, until he reached the co-ordinates Auntie Dot had provided before she had gone rampant, 6 months ago, the co-ordinates of an exercise performed by the SPARTAN II's. He waited there for another day, until as he prepared to leave he saw 4 tall figures, all tall, though one was significantly shorter, he could hardly believe it, people, on Reach! He approached and heard them speaking about someone called Sam, as if they were mourning him, he approached cautiously and saw they were Spartans, though their armor looked quite strange, he supposed almost five years was a long time in the development of MJOLNIR armour, he relaxed and made himself known, a simple greeting, to confirm with himself that he wasn't insane. When they turned and saw him they looked surprised, knowing they were real he asked if they had been on reach when it fell, to which the one in green armour replied "yes". Cayde asked what ship he had left on, the answer caused Cayde to go Unconscious "The Pillar of Autumn" the Spartan had just said.

4 and a half months later.

Cayde stepped off the pelican, he had just returned to Infinity, the Requiem campaigns were over, and he was all that remained of Fireteam Crimson. He had retrieved their bodies and brought them onto the pelican, he was still alive, and he shouldn't be. He removed his ANUBIS helmet, and went to the nearest BROKKR armor disengagement station and disengaged his armour, his RECLUSE armor was stripped away by robotic arms, and he was left in only his heavily damaged Techsuit. He proceeded to debriefing with captain Lasky, he noticed the techs, marines, and even some of the SPARTAN IV's avoiding him, he knew why, his entire team was just wiped out, and he didn't look like he was mourning, rather, he looked pissed, and even IV's know (despite their arrogance) not to fuck with an angry SPARTAN II or S-III. He noticed one SPARTAN recruit who looked odd to him, she wasn't wearing the standard RECRUIT VISR, but rather a golden DYNASTY VISR, an expensive piece of gear, for a rookie. He didn't dwell on it, instead he moved towards the captain's office.

"Captain Lasky." Greeted Cayde. "Good to see you in one piece, B-312, I'm sorry about Crimson, losing a team is never easy." Lasky responded, solemnly. Cayde sat down, "sir what is this debriefing about? You have the helmet cam footage, this is unnecessary." Lasky pondered for a moment, then said, "Well on the record, it's a psychological evaluation, off the record, its ONI, they're pulling you for an extraction op. Well, beyond that, I don't know the details." "Thanks for being honest, sir, now where is the man in black?" asked Cayde, hiding his disapproval of ONI behind a joke. Lasky left the room, and a tall man, in a black suit, angular features, and bald head with arrows tattooed on his face, exited the shadowy corner, he spoke in a distinctly accented voice, "It's good to see you again, NOBLE Six." Cayde couldn't believe it, he was shocked, and he was pissed. "Jun, you bald-headed bastard! I thought you died on Reach!" the surprise and excitement quickly left him, "wait a minute, I've been back almost half a year! Why didn't you find me sooner, NOBLE Three!?" Jun replied quickly "I wanted to, Cayde, I did, but I was busy recruiting for the new class of Spartans, this was my first opportunity." Cayde nodded, and sought to change the subject "So what's the op you're pulling me for?" asked Cayde. Jun handed him a dossier, and began to speak.

"Two days ago, reports came in from Hydraxys VI that the reformed Covenant has begun a surface side invasion, private PMC's hired for security have been fighting in the city streets of the capital, New Oslo, heavy fighting continues and casualties are high, but the covenant have not begun glassing the planet. Enemy fleets number 3 CCS class battlecruisers, 6 SDV class Corvettes, as well as two assault carriers, and one unique ship, an up-armored CCS class, coloured white with purple accents, the Pious Retribution, this ship was part of the Prophet of Truth's private Fleet of the Unwavering Reliquary, we believe this to be the Flagship of the invasion. As for your objective, on the planet is the ONI Advanced Defence Laboratories, were we are making many leaps in weapons technology. At Site 22, underneath the Grand Bay Resort, is Director Ada Selene, heading project PHALANX, she is critical to the project's success, and the key to increasing our military strength, and as such ONI wants her out of the system immediately."

"So, ONI wants to know if its Lone Wolf still has a bite, then." Cayde said, smirking. "Actually," responded Jun, "you'll be leading a small team of Headhunters, and the operation should be considered high risk." "Wouldn't be a Noble mission if it were easy." Cayde solemnly quoted his old commander. "Amen, Kick-off is in two days, most of which will be in slipspace transit, aboard the U.N.S.C. Retribution, a retrofitted Charon-class light frigate. Go and meet your team, I'd start with Private Sarah Johannesen first, she should be in the MJOLNIR Armory, after that I recommend you meet with Sergeant Deckard Saars, in the firing range, and Captain Janet Davies, in the C.I.C."