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Chapter II – Demon Hunters

Miph frowned, he felt pokes of other Unggoy in his back, he fought the urge to laugh. The Unggoy behind him giggled and closed the methane tap to his mask and tapped his shoulder pads. "Gotcha!", he screamed as he laughed, and poked the Unggoy next to him, following him in his joke. The Unggoy major turned around and angrily slammed his thick arms on both of the culprits shoulder pads to knock him down.

Another major shook his head and opened Miph's tank tap again, "You losers, stand at attention!". Miph gave a crisp stare at the older Major and then turned his back to the whispering Minors behind him. The doors opened, Chakuth in his black polished customized armour stepped in, his eyes looked hazed and shallow, the usual shine was off and they looked sad.

He saluted at his fellow Unggoy and listened to their short attention cry. He nodded slightly and exhaled, "Alright my friends, I am here to pick a team for my mission assigned to me by his holiness The Prophet of Truth himself.", he started and watched how they reacted.

"I am to select a team of 4 other Unggoy, 2 Lekgolo, and 1 Sangheili", he continued and noticed Miph standing in the second row, he smiled underneath his mask and shook his head slightly. Then suddenly noticed how restless the Unggoy had gotten, they were talking to each other, whispering, some even arguing. Was it that unusual of a team?, it entered his mind several times before he shook it off.

"Alright, will the following Unggoy step forwards?", Chakuth said and held up a list.

"Fothigh, Miph. Ghanek, Calith. Zenuhk, Vemeth. Xanadh, Denakh.", he said and stared at the four Unggoy walking forward. Miph was giggling, Calith and Vemeth talking about nothing and Denakh was trembling. They didn't look much like a solid team but Chakuth trusted them more then anyone.

"Ok, the four of you please proceed to the armoury, you will be granted new armour for this mission. The rest of you are dismissed.", The young Unggoy said as he saluted to them and followed his friends. Miph slowed down until he found himself walking next to Chakuth, "I'm glad you chose me again Chakuth, I'm sure we'll fight off the demon and win!", he said as he held his hand up.

Chakuth smiled faintly under his mask, "Yeah I have faith in this team, we're the best…", even though he wanted it to sound convincing it didn't but Miph was to sure of himself and the team to notice that Chakuth's mood wasn't a good one. Calith and Vemeth suddenly pushed Denakh forwards, the young Unggoy tripped and fell face-first down on the cold metal floor.

Miph and Chakuth stared at each other, then at what had just happened, "Was that really necessary?", Chakuth asked and sighed. Calith frowned and helped the shaking Unggoy off the floor, "Well he needs to lighten up!", he said roughly rubbing his scaled hand over Denakh's head.

Denakh stared at the two and swallowed, "It's my first mission.. I'm sorry…", he said with a trembling voice.

Chakuth stared at him, frowning, "You're kidding me right…?", he asked as he put his hands in his side. The younger Unggoy closed his eyes and sighed, "I'm serious… My father was the one who gave me up, I don't know why I never got an orange armour… I'm sorry you guys…".

The Spec. Op. stared at his friends and shrugged, "Well… We're taking you along nonetheless you might be a good scout, scared soldiers run the fastest." He said as he walked on. Denakh stared at the ground and waited till they passed him until he started walking again.

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Duthaz heard screaming, the Kig-Yar were restless and it didn't make him feel any better. He turned around on the ground, the cold ground. He was alone in his prison cell, his anger spurt in the mess hall hadn't exactly spoken any good for him, and because of it they had his former followers removed from his prison.

It never came to his mind how cold and lonely it would get when you are left alone in a prison cell without anyone to stare at, or to even talk too. The Sangheili rose from the ground and walked towards the prison bars, he was positive he heard some noises from the end of the hallway.

The door slammed open and two Jiralhanae walked in, accompanied by a black armoured Unggoy. He narrowed his eyes and revealed his sharp teeth, there was nothing more he hated then Unggoy, Unggoy and Kig-Yar. He overheard them talking as he sat down again, it didn't interest him much for the time being. After not to long the Unggoy stood at his bars, staring at him with a look he'd never expect to get from a minor race.

"What are you staring at, filthy Unggoy…", he said in his deep voice.

The Jiralhanae whispered something towards the Unggoy, it made him uneasy. It took him a while to see that the armour of the Spec. Op. was not just black, it had gold coloured edges on the pads, indicating a very high rank or a rich family. He knew all to well there weren't much high ranking Unggoy, and the reason to that seemed perfectly obvious too. They simply weren't smart enough to outrank his race.

Then suddenly, the Unggoy talked to him, "'Kinomanee, I've chosen you for my special operations team, to personally take out the demon of legend.", he started. The Sangheili burst out in laughter, "Never have I heard such a low class race with such a big mouth, it's hilarious at it's least. But seriously, do you really believe that I would accompany an Unggoy, while it should be you… accompanying me?", he said as he fixated his orange eyes on Chakuth's dark eyes.

Chakuth stepped forward into more light, his ranking on his right chest showed immediately, "I'm not giving you a choice, as a matter of fact, you don't have a choice.", his voice was cold, not the usual funny Unggoy voice that they were known for. Duthaz narrowed his eyes at him, "You can't command me around, you have no rights above me, you gas-breathing lowlife!", he bloated out as he rose and reached out to grab the Unggoy's head and pull him against the bars. Instead the unusual creature stepped backwards and aimed his personal plasma pistol, charged and ready, at his head.

"Don't, I strongly believe that is a bad idea…", he said as his eyes flickered to life.

Duthaz stood amazed, that an Unggoy would dare to point a plasma weapon at a Sangheili and not being afraid to fire at point blanc distance. The Jiralhanae laughed at him, "Just give up Kinomanee, this kid is taking you into his team, whether you like that or not, orders from the Prophet." The Sangheili watched with awe as the plasma gun disappeared behind the small back of the alien.

One of the two giant guards signalled to the end of the hallway and the other stood at attention as the cell doors opened. As they were fully opened he immediately grabbed Duthaz' hands and chained them, "There, you'll be cooperating from now on.", he said as he walked away with him.

Chakuth stood at the cellblock for a little while, thinking what the Sangheili might have against his race. It never stopped puzzling him, but it never stayed in his mind for long either…
As he noticed the doors slowly closing he ran towards them and out of the prison bay, off to the Lekgolo quarters.

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The mighty Lekgolo stared at the unusual group of black armoured Unggoy and a black armoured Sangheili, who distantly followed them. They laughed and mocked them in their native language, for some reason the other Covenant races never understood a word they were saying, but that is not what they joined for. The Lekgolo knew that themselves, they were taken into the Covenant to just fight, not talk. They were the living tanks and that was all they were used for.

Chakuth stared into a huge group of them, it made him feel uneasy. The Lekgolo looked the most fearsome of all the Covenant and to have over a thousand of them facing him didn't make the situation any easier.

He inhaled the precious methane in from his tank and exhaled again, "Very well, I have come here to take a pair of Lekgolo on my team to kill the demon. He is rumoured to be on the ship as we speak, The Prophet of Truth believes that he has somehow gotten on board when we left the second ring.", as he spoke it suddenly became silent, the untranslatable language faded away and the mighty aliens stared at each other showing signs of confusion. The young Unggoy thought about what he just said, and it felt strange to have the attention of so many much more powerful beings then he was himself.

"Can Xehn and Kahlanx please step forward…?", he said trying not to lose his cool.

Two massive Lekgolo stepped forward, staring at each other and then at the small alien in front of them.

"Is this guy for real…?", Kahlanx started in their language. The older Lekgolo stared at his brother for a while, shook his head slightly and signalled at the rank on Chakuth's chest, "He is for real…", he answered in his heavy voice.

The Unggoy stared at them, they spoke so odd, he couldn't make anything out of it, he nodded and showed them the way. Now he felt smaller then ever, the massive creatures behind him almost made the ground underneath him shudder as their massive boots hit the metal.

Miph stared at the two Lekgolo brothers as they passed by, their massive bodies impressing the other Unggoy of Chakuth's team as well, the only one not to care much about it was Duthaz, he was to busy with tugging on his armour.

As soon as they had left the quarters of the Lekgolo they were brought to the armoury for new sets of armours. Chakuth watched them go as Miph suddenly poked him in the side.

"Oh man… did you see the look on the big one's face?", he started and stared at them entering the door.

Chakuth frowned and stared at him, "What… face?", he said as he frowned slightly, "I've always found it very hard to determine where their face really is…". He said dryly as he sat down on the ground and watched the doors closing.

The Sangheili stared at the young Unggoy group, he still found it unbelievable that he was outranked by a lousy Unggoy, there couldn't have been a more humiliating mission.Themomentthe two Lekgolo brothers stepped out of the doors in new black with golden armour, Chakuth smiled. He had his own team now, his own mission and most importantly, his own pride to restore by showing how strong Unggoy can be.

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