Rtas 'Vadumee stared at Naruto as he kept his eyes closed. Naruto had asked him for a meeting. The meeting was supposed to be short and to the point. It was supposed to be subtle. However, anything that involved talking with Naruto, often ended with something being broken, whether it was then or just later on. So, he could honestly say that he wasn't surprised when Naruto's holy powers activated, and he slammed an angry fist into the thick metal table in front of him, producing a large dent with a tiny hole in the center of it as he open his bloodshot eyes.

"What do you mean he's being charged with heresy?!" Naruto shouted as loud as he could. Rtas stared him down a blank stare. He looked bored as he watched Naruto glare at him with three holy tails twitching wildly. Without his mask, his appearance was far more frightening that when he wore his mask. Yet Rtas was able to stare him down at the moment.

Rtas took a calm intake of air before speaking. "Thel has been charged with heresy for allowing humans to land on the sacred ring, destroy it, and for losing a ship to the humans. It is an unfortunate call, but he is being charged with heresy. He will be going before the council to plead his case… but I doubt it will do him any good. His actions have led his Keep into disgrace. They are being investigated for heresy as well. His titles will be stripped regardless of what we say. I will be there to make sure he doesn't try anything, but I will pass along your expressions about this case."

"Who would disgrace someone like him?" Naruto glared at him as he punched the table again.

Rtas held his gaze with him, not frightened by his display of power. "The council was the first to suggest this, and the Prophet Hierarchs followed soon after. Regret was the one to suggest his heresy. We were ordered to take him before the conclave for his crimes."

Naruto's tails stopped twitching long enough for his whole body to begin quaking with rage before they burned the walls with a large X slashed into it. "But I am on Regret's carrier as we speak! How or why would he even want to hold a meeting while we are about to face down the heretics on their home world!"

And this was why Rtas could honestly say he was calm. Were he not at High Charity at the moment, he would have beaten Naruto within an inch of his life, no matter what kind of immunity he had, and put him in his place. Rtas was appearing before him as a hologram for the meeting that Naruto had requested. He had half expected Naruto to ask him to help him in his quest, but he also expected him to just shout at him about Thel's current situation. Thel put his hands together as he leaned forward. "You had best focus on your task then, Uzumakiee. It would not look well for you to fail your most holy assignment to date."

Naruto's tails twitched in anger before he calmed down, his holy power leaving him. Once he returned to normal, Rtas closed his eyes. Naruto was now able to be reasoned with. "I understand, Rtas. I will complete my mission, and return to High Charity when we've destroyed these heretics. Forgive me for my heated words. I shall leave you now." Naruto nodded to him, and Rtas returned it before his image flickered and faded away. Naruto swung an angry fist once more into the table, and sighed while walking out of the room.

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It sounded like gun fire as fast as she typed. Her tiny hands worked the keyboard like magic as she typed in all sorts of data that had recently been uncovered. Well, she couldn't say that she had uncovered it, but she had uncovered a good portion of it. Dr. Anders had helped out a lot, and with Dr. Halsey's strange disappearance some time ago, things had been moving just a bit slower than usual. Dr. Halsey had been the main one to train her in working with computers, understanding other languages, and helping her understand and look for Forerunner tech. Had it not been for her, she might have ended up as another one of Colonel Ackerson's Spartan III's that had been created after the fall of her world.

"What are you doing up this early?" A voice questioned. She stopped typing as Ander's leaned over her shoulder to stare at the mathematical data she had on her laptop, along with all the other screens that were showing previously found or stolen Forerunner tech. She sighed heavily as she calmly pushed her from her shoulder, making the older woman chuckle a bit. "You're as bad as me when I was your age." She admitted. She took a sip of coffee while handing another cup to her. She took it gratefully before taking a few sips. "So…what are we looking at this time?"

She rolled her pearl colored eyes before speaking. "It's not like you can't tell for yourself, but, I'll enlighten you just this once." She pointed to a few holographic images of the ring world that had been downloaded from Cortana's memory logs during their adventures on the first structure of Halo. "These ruins here have some of the same symbols we've seen at few of the other worlds we once controlled. Some of the video logs from your adventures in this area also have some of the same symbols, along with some similarities that I just noticed." Ander's nodded approvingly as she watched the younger woman type on the keyboard.

Numbers flashed over the screens as she picked up certain files that she need on the computer before images appeared again. The new images showed pictures of odd robotic creatures that had three booms with a central eye that was cherry red when it fired a high focused laser beam. Spartan-117 had dealt with these things in mass numbers, and after giving a detailed debriefing on their weapons, and a few that he somehow managed to bring back, it was quite clear that if they could turn them against the Covenant, they might have a better chance of winning the ar. However, from the video logs of the fights with them from John, and from his debriefing, he seemed most certain that they only listened to their maker, 343 Guilty Spark.

"These things, which are called Sentinels-"

"Which we know all about," Ander's pointed out after taking a sip of coffee.

"-have personal shields that can deflect incoming high speed projectiles. However, if you were to throw something a lot slower than a bullet… say, a rock, then the shields will not come online as we first believed they would." Ander's looked impressed by that. "However, they make up for this by being very intelligent. During the debriefing, John informed us that after killing only ten of them, they managed to learn how to not only track him, but to also force him back by doing suppressive fire, hunting in pairs, and by patrolling at a much high altitude." She had a triumphant grin as she turned to face her, her lab swaying a bit as she turned the chair around. Ander's smiled a bit.

"You're getting better at this, Hinata. A few more years, and you might just be better at understanding Forerunner tech better than I can." Hinata smiled. That was what she hoped for. Ander's, took the seat beside her, and began digging in her lab coats' pockets for something. When she found what she was looking for, she smiled and pulled it out while turning her back to her. "Dear Diary, I thought about him again last night. I wonder where he's been since the attack on our world. I still can't believe that the UNSC decided to call my home world, Shinobi World. I wonder if he even made it off of the world before fire rained down on us from the skies. I hope that Ackerson didn't get his slimy hands on him. I can't think of him being used as a personal weapon." Hinata's left eye began to twitch as she stood up, and tried to snatch the diary away from her. Ander's jumped out of her chair, and ran away with it, Hinata in hot pursuit of the thief.

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Bang. "Fuck." Bang. "Fuck!" Bang. "FUCK!" Bang. "OH FOR GODS SAKE!"

"Man, you really suck with any gun given to you." A female replied. A tan colored man in full Semi-Powered Infiltration armor (SPI armor) and his newly hardened plates and photo-reflective panels made him nearly blend in with the white walls around them. SPI Armor was a cut down version of the MJOLNIR Armor that the Spartan II's wore. SPI armor relied more heavily on stealth rather than brute force like the MJOLNIR armor did. Being cost efficient meant cut backs, and the SPI armor was a major cut back. A single Spartan II and MJOLNIR armor could buy a single Frigate. With the SPI armor, and the Spartan III's however, you could hardly buy enough platting to cover a Frigate.

The teal colored man turned to face her, his face plate making it hard to tell if he was glaring at her or not. She figured he was. Like him, she wore the same suit of armor, but whereas his was teal, hers' was a dark a purple almost blue. Like him, she also had a number stenciled into the side of her shoulder. She had the number 2 stenciled in while he had the number 1. They weren't rank actually. Though most believed it was, it wasn't. It wasn't even bragging rights either. For them, it was being in the reverse top ten, list. The higher the number, the more powerful they were.

"Alright then, let's see you do better." He growled. He tossed her his SRS 99D AM Sniper Rifle. She caught, and in short order, blew up the four targets he'd been aiming at for the past two minutes. He didn't gawk at her rapid display of accuracy. Instead, he just accepted it. Guns were never his thing. He couldn't hit the broad side of a barn at point blank range. Ambrose had even forbid him from using firearms during their time at Onyx. He wasn't actually surprised by this anyways. Lots of the other Spartan III's from Gamma Company had this problem, but they had quickly gotten over it. For him however, well… he was forbidden permanently from ever using a gun. Not like he cared anyways. He had no love for the damn things.

"I did better." She chirped.

"Shut up." He hissed while walking over to her. A taller man wearing a black version of the SPI armor appeared out of the doorway. Most Spartans even for Spartan III's, were huge. This guy was way bigger. His body growth due to all the enchantments and drugs that had been given to them during their training to become Spartan III's had not at all helped him. Even when they found him he was taller than the rest of them. And after taking all of the drugs, becoming a Spartan III, and getting all of the SPI armor upgrades, he was still huge, if not bigger than a Hunter. His SPI armor alone had been a major problem. They had to make his from scratch, redesign it for him personally. He, like them, had a number stenciled into the shoulder, his bearing the number 8 on it. He was the strongest one of them. He was also the leader of Team Jin

"We just got orders to standby at the ceremony for a possible attack." He told them in a chipper tone. The two arched their brows a bit at his chipper tone, but played it off as nothing new. He, like them, enjoyed nothing but fighting. That was all they were trained to do. That's all they knew how to do. It wasn't a pleasant thought to know that if they won the war, they would possible be frozen to await the next war.

"So what station are we heading to?" The yellow one asked. The tall man shook his head. Why was it that Spartan-G207 always asked for details? He wouldn't say that it wasn't just a Spartan thing. She was a woman, and since he knew they liked to have all the details, combined with the fact she was a Spartan, it was no wonder she wanted information.

"I think we're to be at the Athens for this. We're to provide support for the Marines there just in case the little bastards show up." Little? Yeah, for him maybe. "So… How's your shooting, Gaara?" Gaara gave him the finger, his teal armor nearly going invisible as he turned around and destroyed the remaining targets with his sand. The big man shook his head. "You know, it's because of your lack of training with guns that led you to this problem." He told him.

"Kiri, shut up." He hissed.

"Gaara, grow up."

"Yugito, go to hell." Gaara walked off, feeling slightly victories as he walked into the hanger bay of the stealth ship, Knock 'Hem Up. The door hissed closed, and the two Spartans sighed.

"Well… at least he expresses himself more." Kiri mumbled.

Yugito cut her eyes towards the towering giant. At least you finally stopped that annoying rapping.

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"Where the hell are those two late bastards?!" Sergeant Tyler screamed as he looked over his squad of ODSTs. One of them, a tall man with dark brown hair and a cigarette in his lips let out a deep sigh of frustration. He knew who their Sergeant was talking about, as did the rest of the squad. They wondered why he had court-martialed him yet for always being late, coming up with the craziest excuses, and for sleeping with one Admirals daughter. Then again…

"Sorry I'm late everyone." The two appeared, and everyone cut their eyes towards them, a few snickering as Tyler asked for his reasons on being late. It was pretty clear on why the young woman with purple hair was late, but he wanted to hear his story, not hers'. "Well, you see I was on my way over here when I ran across a black cat. I decided that since I don't want bad luck that I would walk around the cat. When I got to the next empty cart, I found that it was broken down. So I was forced to take the stairs to get up here. After which, I came right here, only to find that the previous cat was now up here. So I was once again forced to walk around the same cat, Sir." Tyler shook his head while his men began punching their guts to get their laughter under control.

"Hatake… THAT WAS THE WORST LIE I'VE EVER HEARD!" He screamed so loud that his short cut silver hair flew wildly at the force of it. Yep, Hatake Kakashi stood before them, an eye patch over his left eye, and a black cloth over his nose and mouth to keep it from view. Most people wanted to see what was under it while others just didn't give a damn. But because of his actions, most of the other teams had started a running joke that was probably very true.

"Kakashi, you ARE going to be late to your own funeral. I swear you will, man." The chain smoker told him. His friend cut his one eye towards him Tyler ordered them to get in line.

"Asuma, you need to find yourself a girl."

"You need to grow up."

"I think Asuma needs more than just a girl." The purple haired ODST told them with a snake-like grin.

"Anko, you need to stop acting so childish." The two said in unison.

"That's not what you said last night." She jabbed him in the gut with an elbow.

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People cheered happily as they approached. One was dressed in his white Marine uniform, the other dressed in half a ton of MJOLNIR armor. Cameras rotated to catch them in motion as they approached the metal double doors of the MAC Gun/Station they were on. Cairo, as it was called, was one of the many orbital defense systems that were in place around Earth. Capable of putting a slug clean through a Capital Ship, they were the most heavily powered weapon in the UNSC besides a Spartan.

"You told me I wasn't going to be in the cameras." Spartan-117, John, growled.

"And you told me you were going to wear something nice." Avery Johnson, a longtime friend, told him. "Folks need heroes Chief. Give them hope." He smoothed his cut hair before putting his cap back on. "So smile will yeah, while we still have something to smile about."

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Regret's fleet came out of Slipspace, far enough away from the planet to not be hit by the slug rounds from their massive MAC Guns that orbited the planet. They hadn't brought many ships, mostly because he believed there wouldn't be many humans here. He was wrong. Initial scans quickly proved that he was wrong. But after coming all this way with his fleet, he was most certain that they could still kill them.

"Release our fighters. Take out their orbiting weapons first to clear the line for our Cruisers to take them out. We shall rain fire down on these heretics, and destroy them all. For the glory of the Covenant!" There was a loud cry of joy from every Sangheili, Kig-yar, Unggoy, Lekgolo, and one Jinchuuriki as they boarded their boarding crafts. Regret smiled. It was finally done. After this world was burned, the Jinchuuriki known as Naruto was going to be treated as a heretic, just like he planned. Once he was dead, all traces of the Reclaimers would be purged from this world, securing that their faith and history was right.

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Alarms began screaming as large blimps appeared on the screens behind Cortana's holographic image. It was a large fleet, but it was a fleet, and they were Covenant. Seeing them so soon made her worry for a fraction of a second, which, in AI terms of time, is a rather long time. People began running to their stations in a mad panic to get ready for the attack. John looked around, mostly to find a weapon. He couldn't see one that wasn't either bolted down or very important to the station.

"This is Fleet Admiral Harper. We are engaging the enemy."

Lord Hood turned to the board as it displayed a fleet of UNSC ships heading straight for the enemy ranks. "Negative. Pull back and await further instructions." He looked down at the AI. "Cortana, you have the MAC Gun. As soon as they come in range, open up." She nodded to him. Hood turned to face the group half way while muttering, "Something's not right. The fleet that destroyed Reach was fifty times this size."

"Sir, boarding craft! And lots of them!"

"They're going to try to take our MAC Guns offline." He whispered. "Master Chief, defend this station!" Hood walked off, leaving a happy Spartan and Sergeant behind.

"Yes Sir!" John looked over at his friend. "I need a weapon."

"Right this way." Johnson sang happily.

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Onboard the Athens, Kakashi, Asuma, Anko, and the rest of their squad braced for what they knew was going to be a hell of a fight. Despite being former ninjas, they still were able to hone their skills to a high degree. As of right now, they were on the ceiling with their Battle Rifles pointed at a potential entrance as they watched a Covenant boarding craft head straight for them, its blue plasma already cutting a hole into the side of it.

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Spartan Team Jin stood pertinently at the large bulkhead doors that were glowing bright red as Covenant techs melted it with high focused lasers. Yugito held a pair of M7/Caseless Submachine Guns in both hands. Kiri was holding an AIE-486H HMG Machine Gun. Gaara had his sand spread out over the entire hot zone. As soon as the doors hit the ground, plasma began flying, followed shortly by plasma grenades and return fire from the three Spartans. Yugito however, stopped to reload while Kiri continued to lay down massive fire on the doors, forcing the Covenant to take cover. While she reloaded, she felt something odd above them, her senses and a voice in the back of her mind screaming something about a fox.

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Naruto stared at the large bomb that they had brought with them as he waited for the ship to make contact with the station. As soon as they did, the Unggoy along with a few minor Sangheili began pulling the heavy spike-looking bomb into the chamber they were in. Naruto didn't pay attention to the surroundings for very long before a massive headache from a very angry fox suddenly started screaming at him about a Neko, Tanuki, and Ushi-Oni.

Raukee turned to his friend, worry in his eyes as he approached him. "What's the matter?"

"There here." The ceiling exploded, and three figures dropped down with a loud thud, denting the floor as they hoisted their guns.

"Hi," The tallest one said happily. "We've been waiting for you, Kyuubi."