HALO WARS: CHRONICLES
Ripa 'Moramee
Chapter 1: "Justice"
The 'Arbiter' walked over to Regret in full armor and spoke.
"I have only one question. Where may I begin?" He said to the Prophet as his mandibles hanged from his mouth.
"Your Mission is to secure this world…" The Prophet stopped and reached for a button activating a holographic panel appeared showing a planet.
"This world is called by the filth. Who inhabit this world 'Harvest'." He continued. The Arbiter replied shortly "What is of importance on this planet so I may need know what it looks like."
"This is one of the worlds which the gods inhabited if you haven't noticed. What you're looking for is relic beyond any importance, and obtaining this artifact will keep us on the Path of our Great Journey… But before you do any of that. You must eliminate this ship. To ensure that no one can stop us from obtaining the Information in the Relic." The Prophet of Regret concluded.
"It shall be a pleasure. Hierarch."
The Elite bowed before Regret and continued walking. The Prophet hovered there. He turned off his holographic projector.
Two Days Later.
The Arbiter stood in the cold winds of the northern polar region. As snow brushed through his armor and the cold chill made his mandibles close. He blinked constantly to keep the snow out of his face. A Zealot approached him and he turned to look at the Zealot and spoke.
"The Hierarchs grow impatient! We can delay no longer!" He spoke in an angered tone.
The Zealot then chilled and questioned the Arbiter. "What if the Infection defiles the relic?"
The Arbiter enraged by the Zealots response. He lashed out at him. "I care not for your little life!" He clutched his hand and spoke in a calmer tone. "Open the Relic."
The Zealot slowly backed away and went to the door and ordered his troops to open the door. The Unggoy pulled the door open, The Arbiter then heard a rock fall from the cliff behind him, and he turned to see nothing. And walked inside the Relic.
One Hour Later.
The Arbiter walked in, nervously walked in, he turned to a group of Unggoy and told them to walk on ahead. The Unggoy looked around noticing nothing. One of them gave the all clear sign. The Arbiter relieved ordered the troops to investigate the data that the Relic had stored.
After a short while, the Zealot ran up to the Arbiter having urgent news.
"We finished translating the Reli-" The Sangheili said before being interrupted by the Arbiter.
"Good" said the Arbiter. The Zealot quickly responded "But, we have a slight problem."
"What kind of slight problem?" The Arbiter's tone went deeper.
"The humans they have discovered our location, they will be upon us shortl- Hurk!"
The Arbiter grabbed the Zealot by the throat and yelled at him "WHAT!" he dragged him over to the edge threatening to drop him into the endless pit below. "How did they find us!?"
"There is a ship in the system, it is called… Spirit of Fire." The Zealot responded. The Arbiter lost interest in the Zealot and threw him onto the ground. The Zealot cleared his throat. And looked up at the Arbiter. Suddenly he activated a panel on his wrist that summoned a holograph of Regret.
"Greetings. Holy One." The Arbiter spoke as he bowed to the Prophet. The Prophet spoke "How goes the mission?" The Arbiter said in an anger tone. "We have successfully translated the data. We have sent it to you, but we have a problem… Hierarch. The humans are closing and will soon be upon us!"
The Prophet analyzed the data and grinned. "No matter. The information you have gathered here is most appetizing" he continued. "However, we must protect what we have learned here. Set the Charges and destroy this place."
The Arbiter slightly shocked by the Hierarch words. He quickly responded. "Destroy this holy relic?!? Surely you jest."
The Prophet went from his pleased tone to an extremely displeased tone and lashed out at the Arbiter. "The Journey requires Sacrifice! Set the charges. Return to us! Our patience is not infinite!"
The Arbiter then obeyed the Prophet and bowed before him "It shall be done." He turned away and grabbed the Zealot off the ground. "You… order our forces to evacuate the area. Set the Charges. We must destroy this place."
The Zealot obeyed the Arbiter's Command but slightly afraid from when the Arbiter threatened to throw him off the ledge. He walked away, and the Arbiter stood there, before shortly leaving.
End of Chapter 1