Chapter Two
The Chief's Story
The ride back to the Warsong Lumber Mill was short, and we managed to give the retreat order to the rest of the army. It was my duty to make report of the situation at FelFire Hill, and to do that, I needed more information. The only person who I could get that information from was the Master Chief. So, when I had a free second, I approached him and the unknown being, whose name was revealed as 'The Arbiter'. "Master Chief…erm, is that name right?"
The Master Chief nodded. "Though some call me Dr. Love. One time, a grunt even called me Janie and screamed that I had a gun."
"Erm…quite…" I said. "So, do you have any idea how you got here?"
"Well…it was like this…" he started. "I was in my two story mansion near Los Vegas when suddenly this huge ship came over the top of it,"
"Wait a minute," Cortana's voice said. "You don't have a two story mansion! All you have is a Warthog!"
"Shut up, Cortana!" The Master Chief said. "I'm trying to make myself look cooler then I am!" the master Chief reached to his back and attempted to turn off Cortana. But since she was a naked hologram, I expected it might be impossible to turn her off. "Erm…well, anyways…" the Chief started again. "I guess I really don't have a mansion. The truth was: I was fighting the flood on Halo with my friend the Arbiter. There were a lot of them, and we were running out of ammunition. So, I did the only thing I could think of."
"And that thing cost me twelve men," the Arbiter said.
"Shut up and let me talk!" the Chief said. "I grabbed a plasma grenade and threw it on a nearby grunt that was helping us. It ran around in circles before blowing up, killing eleven other grunts and a group of the flood. And that was how I earned the Arbiter's trust."
"…you mean my hate…"
"Hate is a very strong word, You should use the term 'dislike with great intensity'. Seriously, it doesn't sound nearly as mean." the Chief said.
"That's…an interesting story…but I want to know how you got here to Azeroth…" I said, slightly confused by a few of the terms mentioned. These people were rather strange to me, but if we were going to defeat the Burning Legion and the Flood, we needed their help.
"Oh, well why didn't you say so? That's an easy one…" the Chief stood there for a second, all eyes on him. Then, after a few seconds he spoke again. "Uhh…can I buy a vowel?"
"It was like this, alright? We were battling the Brutes and the flood, when suddenly this portal opens up behind us. It was really bright, and it nearly blinded me. For a few seconds, I thought the great journey was starting. Then I remembered the great journey wasn't real, and that Halo would destroy all the beings the flood could use as food in the universe if it were activated." The Arbiter stated. Ignoring my look of confusion, he continued. "As the light began to fade, we realized that it was a portal. We didn't know where it was, but we decided to go through it anyways. Somehow, a Warthog with marines ended up coming with us, and we landed right next to you." He took a breath as he finished his tale. "And that's how we got to Azeroth.
The Chief stood there for a second, and then muttered "My story was better…"
I sighed. It was apparent that the chief wasn't that smart, and that the Arbiter was too serious. It was going to be a very…interesting war.