Alight, I decided to revise the entire story and create it into something better. Right now, I'm focused on revising the existing chapters and I am going to make it into a new version. The old version will still be up, but I will mainly work on this version from here on out. Anyways, I appreciate you readers for taking the time to read my story. I hope you enjoy it. Please comment on what you think about the story! I won't have any disclaimers or A/N for the next eight chapters, but I will read your reviews and reply if you pm me! Thanks! Enjoy the story!

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"Roland, are you sure Jul 'Mdama fled to this uncharted planet?" Captain Lasky questioned the USNC Infinity's AI Roland. Roland popped out of the hologram in the center briefing table and pulled up a schematic of the uncharted planet.

"I'm absolutely positive. I wouldn't lie to you, sir," the AI simply replied and he crossed his arms in the hologram. Lasky studied the schematic of the region where Jul's fleet was. "If not for the efforts of Fireteam Switchback, we wouldn't exactly know where to start looking."

Before the destruction of Requiem, Fireteam Switchback managed to attach a homing beacon on one of Jul 'Mdama's phantoms. His fleet dispersed into many different directions and then went into slipspace, which scattered all of ships across the galaxy. Luckily, the tracker on the phantom docked into a ship that was in the same group as Jul's flagship. Apparently Jul's fleet fled farther away from any charted solar system discovered by the United Nations Space Command and the Orbital Naval Intelligence.

"How many ships are in the fleet?" Lasky asked the AI as he leaned onto the briefing table.

Roland zoomed into the northern part of the planet and a few Covenant ships came up on the hologram. "Two CSS-class battlecruisers and three SDV-class heavy corvettes." He pointed at the smaller ships. "I trust that you noticed the strange formation those corvettes are in."

The three corvettes were stationed on the ground and one of them seemed to have sustained damage. The two cruisers were still airborne, one with a higher altitude than the other. The one closer to the ground has its plasma cannons aiming at the three corvettes.

Lasky rose a brow and rested his chin on his hand, still studying the corvettes. "This is strange. Why are their guns aimed at the corvettes?"

"I'm intercepting a transmission from the top cruiser," Roland announced and snapped his fingers. A radio wave schematic popped up and an elite's raspy voice started yelling though the wave. "Well this is interesting," the AI remarked shifting his stance on the hologram.

"You have that translated?" Lasky asked the AI.

"I'm an AI, of course I do, sir," the sassy AI sarcastically replied. Lasky rolled his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

"The voice talking is Jul 'Mdama. Basically, he is sending out an order to the other cruiser to glass the corvettes." Lasky squinted his eyes and glanced at the landed corvettes.

"Something's not right. Can you-"

Roland rose an arm and pressed a figure on his right ear. "Hold on sir I have a transmission from the other cruiser." A different elite's voice started talking formally then suddenly plasma fire erupted through the message along with strange shrieks and death cries from the Covenant.

"Well that's interesting. I've never heard anything like that before. It has to be- wait! Sir, check this out!" Lasky glanced back at the the lower cruiser. The cruiser suddenly started falling to the surface and crashed to the ground. "Apparently the engines ignited. I can't say what exactly happened but something caused them to explode. Most likely a plasma grenade."

"It must be friendly fire in that case. What's the status of Jul 'Mdama's cruiser?" Lasky questioned the AI.

"It looks like the energy levels throughout the entire ship are drastically low. The slip space module is not operational. Seems like they just ran outta juice." The cruiser started departing south from the location of the crashes.

"Where are they going?"

"To a safe distance, I assume. Apparently there is something important that was on the cruiser that just crashed. Otherwise, Jul would of just left the planet all together."

Lasky got up from the table and folded his arms. "Alright. Looks like this is the best time to take out that hinge head and rescue Halsey." He glanced at the fallen ships and nodded. "Contact Fireteams Crimson and Majestic. Tell them to come to the bridge ASAP. I'm going to brief them on Operation Wildfire."

"Will do, sir." Roland saluted the captain and disappeared from the hologram.

"Captain Lasky, something going on?" A woman's voice came from behind him. He slightly turned around and looked at the approaching person.

"Commander Palmer, yes there is."

The female spartan IV walked up to the briefing table and studied the hologram of some planet she did not recognize. "What planet is this?" She asked and looked back up at the captain.

"Some uncharted planet. As far as I know, it has no name," he replied back.

The Spartan looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "How far out are we?"

Lasky smirked and looked back at the hologram. "Pretty far out. Jul's small fleet is just fleeing aimlessly, and this is where he ended up."

Palmer looked at the ships in the hologram for a couple minutes. After realizing what she saw was a destroyed cruiser on the planet's surface, she wondered what caused the destruction. "What's going on here?"

"I'll tell you as soon as Crimson and Majestic get here." The captain walked around the table and rested his hands on the top of the briefing table. "I'm pulling the trigger on Operation Wildfire."