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Thinking

"Sangheili"

Guardian's Approach

Roh 'Rithinee, Surface of Reach, Fifty Kilometres from Noble Six

Roh 'Rithinee was not a happy Sangheili. In fact he was beyond anger and as far into rage as you could possibly get. The reason for his rage being the sleek, shiny, but closed door that was sat tauntingly in front of him. He and his team of three Zealots had managed to uncover it a few days ago and due to its forerunner nature he had managed to have the glassing in the surrounding area held off until the last possible moment.

"Field Marshal 'Rithinee?" A voice from behind him rumbled and he turned to see who'd disturbed him this time. When he saw who it was, he barely managed to hold back a small chuckle, before him stood the newest and youngest addition to his team; Vito 'Sivee.

"Vito, why have you disturbed me?" Roh asked, his voice more stern than usual as he knew he would otherwise be soft on the youngster. Vito reminded Roh of his brother, only Vito had been less affected by the war than Thar. But now his brother was dead. Killed by one of the Demons at the beginning of the battle on this planet when he'd been sent to a place the humans called 'Visegrád Relay'.

"Fleet Master M'Kla 'Norhonee wishes to know if you have made any progress with the Forerunner structure," Vito said in a respectful tone.

Roh kept himself from sighing in frustration and instead kept up his usual calm demeanor, "Tell the Fleet Master that we have not made any progress. No doubt the relic on the other side is well protected for a reason."

"Yes, sir. I shall go tell the Fleet Master, unless you require anything of me?"

"Report back to the Fleet Master first, I may have something for you later."

"May the Forerunners guide you, Field Marshal." Vito bowed before backing out of the room and left Roh once again, alone with his thoughts and the locked door in front of him. His amber eyes scanned the door from corner to corner until an uneven amount of rock on the right side caught his attention.

"What are you hiding?" Roh murmured to himself as he began to walk towards the object of his attention.

The rough dull rock appeared to curve outwards and as Roh got closer to it, it became more apparent that there was something underneath it. His mandibles curled into a smirk and he stretched a hand out to the piece of rock. Its surface was rough and cold underneath his black skin. He frowned as he ran his hands over the rocks chipped edges and wondered how they'd managed to miss something that seemed so obvious.

Grabbing a hold of what he now believed was the obstacle between himself and enlightenment by the Forerunners Roh smirked. He increased the pressure of his hold on the rock and found that it was already loose. Figuring that it must not have been completely dislodged in the excavation of the structure Roh made a mental note to deal with whoever had be head of the excavation team later.

Roh chuckled to himself as he wrenched the rock off the wall and as soon as he did three beams of orange light struck him -one from each side of the door and another from above. He felt nothing but a slight tingle as he was bathed in the light, which finished as quickly as it'd begun. The beams retreated back to the ports they had come from and the door did nothing but remain its stationary sleek self that emitted a small blue glow.

A growl was about to escape his mouth but before it could a floating metal orb appeared beside Roh. The Field Marshal quickly unclipped his dual plasma rifles from each of his legs and aimed them at the floating orb. On its front was a glowing pale blue eye that flashed dimly when the orb began to speak.

"I would suggest that you cease trying to enter my instillation as you are not a Reclaimer. Anyone who is not a Reclaimer or has not been given authorisation by the Librarian is forbidden to enter this installation," the orb said as it whizzed around Roh, causing him to miss the faintest flicker of red on the orbs 'eye'.

What is a Reclaimer? The thought floated through Roh mind and left him clueless. But, perhaps, he would find out soon.

Frowning, Roh stopped his eyes from following the orb around the room before speaking, "Tell me construct, who are you?"

"I am five-three-seven Guardian's Approach, Monitor of Forerunner Outpost zero-seven."

"An Oracle of the Gods?" Roh muttered to himself, not believing what he was seeing. An Oracle of their Gods that could give the Covenant all the information they needed to wipe heresy, which was the Humans, from the galaxy and aid in their ascension.

Lowering his weapons Roh addressed Guardian's Approach, "If I were to find you a 'Reclaimer' would we be allowed to enter?"

"Only if the Reclaimer deems it necessary," Guardian's Approach beamed.

Roh had no idea what a Reclaimer was but he'd noticed how the Oracle spoke in the human tongue. Was it possible that a Reclaimer was a human? No! Roh quickly dismissed that thought. If the Humans were important to the Forerunners the Prophets wouldn't declare them as Heretics, would they? Roh's trust in the Prophets had been wavering lately as they seemed to favor the Brutes more and more, something that all the Sangheili were displeased about. But, there was always the possibility it would amount to nothing and Roh was thinking to deeply about it.

Bringing himself out of his thoughts that some could consider heretical, Roh decided –against all he'd been taught- to go with his original assumption and asked the Oracle, "These Reclaimers you speak of, they're what we call Humans, yes?"

"That is correct," Guardian's Approach confirmed before it began whizzing around him again. "That must mean you have encountered a Reclaimer, wonderful! You must bring them here at once! There is much they need to do!" Roh once again missed the flash of amber that came from the Monitor as its constant spinning made it impossible to see. However, Roh did not miss the sudden change in pitch of the Monitors voice when it said 'do'.

Thinking it was just the Oracle getting over excited, Roh ignored it as he mulled over the recent and important revelation that had befallen him. Had the Prophets truly been lying to the Covenant the whole time? Did they know that the Humans were important to their Gods? Roh wasn't sure what to believe, the Oracle of the Gods or the Prophets? It should have been a simple choice but something was stopping him from making it. The fact he'd spent all these years killing Humans made him not want to believe that the Oracle was right, as it meant everything they were doing was for nothing. And what about 'The Great Journey'? Was this a lie too? The Prophets had claimed that the Forerunners had ascended into Godhood but, perhaps the Oracle knew what happened to them. If it did and it turned out the Prophets were wrong Roh would have his answer.

"Tell me Oracle, what happened to your makers?"

"Of course, my makers fired the Halo Array in order to combat the Food infection that was consuming the galaxy. The Array wiped out all sentient life within the galaxy, including most of my makers," Guardian's Approach explained as a sad tone entered its voice.

Roh clipped his Plasma rifles back onto his legs and brought a hand up to his temple. A sense of betrayal washed through his mind. So Prophets had lied to them, the entire reason for the Covenant was a lie and the Humans were being slaughtered to extinction for no reason.

He began rubbing his temple in frustration –something he'd also seen a few humans do- as he wondered what to do next. He could tell his team, no, they wouldn't believe him. He may be their commander but the things he would tell them would be heretical and they'd cut him down. But he couldn't just continue on this journey of lies. The humans may have killed many of his brethren but in the end the Covenant had brought it on themselves by trusting the Prophets. They were all fools.

As if sensing his dilemma the Monitor spoke up, "Is something distressing you?"

"No," Roh lied. "I shall get you your Reclaimer, wait here Oracle."

"Oracle?" Guardian's Approach started but Roh caught no more of its ramblings as he exited the small, purple illuminated cave.

Outside the cave Roh was met with the sight of his team. Behind them were a few other units that had been sent to ensure the sites security and an expanse of supplies were positioned around their camp. Hovering above the air were a few Phantoms that had recently dropped off some new supplies and to the left of them was the smooth, sleek purple structure that allowed them to communicate with the Fleet Master and other officers if needed.

"Did you discover anything Field Marshal 'Rithinee?" His oldest Zealot -N'tho 'Amasee- asked from where he lent against the wall. His purple armor shifting as he folding his arms across his chest, a clear sign that he –like Roh- wasn't impressed with how long it was taking to access the structure.

"I have discovered an Oracle," Roh declared to his Zealots and decided to allow them to take it in before he said anymore. Their reactions were as he expected; N'tho stiffened slightly in shock but after recovering he gave a small incline of his head, Luro's mandibles twitched and his eyes narrowed into a question that asked 'are you sure?', while Vito had the least controlled reaction as his eyes widened and his mandibles sagged in surprise. The all knew what finding an Oracle meant and they'd never imagined they would ever find one.

"It told me that we need a Human to enter its domain," Roh watched as looks of disgust formed on all of their faces.

"Why must we have one of those Heretics to gain access to the shrine of the Gods?" Luro spat, disgust lacing his words.

"Do you doubt the Oracle?" Roh asked and Luro visibly flinched. "I thought not."

"What should we do?" Vito asked.

"Tell all active field officers to bring any Human back to base, alive. Demons included."

"It will be done Field Marshal 'Rithinee," the three Zealots said in unison before inclining their heads slightly and began walking towards their communications tower.

Roh waited a while before he went to see if anyone had encountered a Human. He'd spent his time mulling over everything he'd learnt. His mind had gone round and round in circles as it had churned up a whirlwind of emotions as everything he'd been taught clashed with this new revelation. Anger and confusion were at the center of the storm but there was nobody who he could trust to talk him through it. The only one who might have listened was dead and his other brother was too much of a believer to be of any help. His Zealots were also too blinded by their religious campaign to even consider telling.

Thinking about it only made Roh more frustrated and it got him nowhere so instead of making his mind more chaotic than it already was Roh went to see if they had a Human.

"Has anyone found a Human, Vito?" He asked the young Zealot who currently had his hand on one of the green holographic buttons. His head was tilted to the slide at a small angle while his other hand was on the next terminal along and tapping away at multiple buttons. Above the second terminal a holographic display was constantly moving until it locked onto something and began zooming in.

Roh's eyes scanned over the image and flicked his eyes to the corner of the screen where he read the co-ordinates of the place that was currently displayed. It wasn't far away, a Phantom should've been able to get there within moments and back just as quickly. He looked back over the map generator and took in the purple representation of the location. It seemed familiar, but Roh could think why. However, he didn't need to as Vito had finished what he had been doing.

"I apologies for keeping you waiting Field Marshal," he said, turning to face Roh. "I have managed to locate a Human -a Demon in fact- that is still very much alive. It has been causing numerous problems for Field Marshal 'Amasee. He was about to engage it when I contacted him. I have given one of the Phantoms his location."

"He is aware I want it alive then?" Roh checked, now knowing why the place seemed familiar. For the past hour he'd been directing a few of his own forces to deal with the Demon. The fact it was still alive didn't surprise him, he knew how deadly they could be and only hopped that Field Marshal 'Amasee exercised caution when capturing it.

Vito nodded, "He does and if he loses more men trying to subdue her then kill her, he hopes you know what you're doing."

Roh didn't answer. Instead he gave Vito a small nod, turned around and made his way over to his other two Zealots, muttering to himself, "I don't know if I do anymore."

Behind him a single Phantom to lifted itself high into the clouded sky of the planet they had invaded. It paused for a mere second before its shimmering purple body disappeared into the distance and towards the Demon it intended to transport.

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