Epilogue
Ninth Age of Reclamation
One week before the Fall of Reach
High Charity on the 'Rumilee estate.
The Supreme Commander of the Fleet of Particular Justice stood aboard his personal Phantom Dropship. He looked at the enormous 'Rumilee estate that was suspended in the Air above the ground. As the Dropship descended the Estate's auto-targeting lasers targeted the Phantom.
"I have an appointment with Councilor Sora 'Vran Rumilee. This is Supreme Commander..."
Back at the Estate Councilor Sora stared in the Central field where all the buildings were focused around. The Jet black Phantom Dropship descended as over twenty Helios Guards armed with Fuel Rod guns jumped down and Aimed for it. From the gravity lift a Sangheli clad in violet Armor and robes came down.
"Hold fire!" the venerable Councilor said. His guards had become weary ever since there was an assassination attempt on him a month ago. And he could understand why someone would want him dead. As Council Master of the High Council of Masters he had made many hateful enemies.
"Excellency," the Supreme Commander bowed.
"You may rise my old friend," He responded. They walked to his personal battle assessment room, "I have brought you hear for a reason. You see I need you to attack this."
The image of a Human world surrounded by over 150 human warships as well as twenty strategically placed Defense platforms.
"One of our stealth ships picked up this. A human stronghold. We have now translated 98 of the Atlas data. We are finishing the Data translation on the location of the Sacred rings and the Ark as we speak. And we believe that that world holds the location of a very important Forerunner crystal."
"Excellency, with respect I am only a Supreme Commander I command my fleet of 100 ships but not enough to take a Human world with defenses of this magnitude."
"Ah, but I am a Councilor I command all 2000 ships in the Sanghelios sector including your fleet. I am giving you 235 extra warships under your command. But due to the scope of this operation you will have to also play host to the Minister of Etiology, the Minister of Tranquility and Councilor Soha 'Rolamee as military advisers to you. Any questions?"
The Supreme Commander shook his head.
"Very well you will leave tomorrow."
Councilor 'Rumilee looked on as the Supreme Commander's Phantom departed and descended towards High Charity's docks.
"You summoned me."
Standing in the pathway was Rtas 'Vadumee. He was clad in pristine White Armor; that of a full Spec Ops Commander. But the only reason 'Vadumee had not been promoted all the way to Imperial Admiral is because he had on multiple occasions refused to be a back line Commander. But he could tell that before this war ended 'Vadumee would have his own fleet to command.
"Yes indeed I need you and your Spec Ops division to supplement the Supreme Commander's ground forces."
"As you command I will depart immediately."
"And Rtas, do consider my offer."
"Excellency I will become Imperial Admiral when I am ready. But I am afraid to become like Imperial Admiral Xytan 'Jar Wattinree. Exiled because of the Prophets paranoia. Especially that braggart..."
"Calm yourself. If this place were wired like anywhere else we would both be tried for heresy."
"I apologize."
"Do not worry about it, but do keep an eye on the Minister of Tranquility he is not exactly the most Tranquil individual. And by the way Etiology is a coward. You are dismissed."
"Yes, my lord."
"May I ask why you are sending Rtas," Eradar 'Rumilee said Councilor Soha 'Rolamee accompanied him at the archway.
"You mean why I'm not sending you. The reason is simple my son I need you hear with me at High Charity. As you know Politics with the Jiralhanae are becoming worse by the Unit. I fear it is only a matter of time before a Civil War erupts."
"Do you think it will come to war father?"Eradar inquired. He was clad in the Gold armor of a Zealot. He had ascended to the rank of Fleet Master over the last few years.
"That braggart Regret is becoming more treacherous by the day. Surely he is Hierarch but his unwavering faith in the Jiralhanae is both rash and foolish. It seems to me that he wants Truth's throne," Sora shot.
"Its ashame that he is Hierarch, I would have personally gutted him for you father."
"I am glad to hear that you are still faithful. But I sense disdain in some of the Prophets and a plot to destroy the Sangheli."
"I agree father."
"I believe that the Prophets want my head on a platter. I crossed the Minister of Tranquility the wrong way in the last cycle."
"I'll see what I can do for you old friend. I have my finest SpecOps division assigned and a squadron of Helios. They will protect you with your life."
"Thank you excellency."
Just then three shots were fired all attempting to hit the Councilors, but the assailant was a terrible shot. Eradar grabbed his beam rifle. Within a second four Honor Guards stormed into the room, covering the Councilor. Dozens of Helios secured the Estate. Banshees were covering from the Air. They spotted the Assailant a single Jiralhanae. Within an instant the Helios tacked him and had him pinned. Before he could get up one of them had his Energy Staff at apes neck. After a few hours of torture all he got was his target was Soha. After the excruciating process of dicing off each of the beasts limbs the Jiralhanae died an excruciatingly painful death. After that Soha left with half a dozen Helios guards. Now, all the chips had been set in place the Fall of Reach was about to begin. Sora prayed the Covenant could hold stable until the Journey could begin.
