Planet Sanghelios -0925 hours, 2551

Azhaq wandered the shipyard, he was looking for a carrier under the command of a certain zealot, to be honest he was the only shipmaster that he would trust with this.

After being to his home he had found the place empty and after asking a passerby of his whereabouts he discovered that he was preparing for a mission and would be a his carrier.

Azhaq had asked for directions and made his way straight over, and now he stood in the shadow of a massive carrier. Azhaq stopped for a moment in silent thought; That one ship has the power to destroy annihilate entire armies let alone an individual soldier, and yet I am still going through with this, he shook his head and sighed, I must be crazy.

After being allowed in by the guards Azhaq made his way through the carrier, after stopping to ask he found that the shipmaster was in the command room checking equipment. Azhaq made his way through the many corridors and the odd gravity lift every now and again before reaching the command room, typing in his name and rank into the panel by the door, he watched as it slid open.

As it opened he noticed a Sangheili in the centre of the room, he was moving between holographic displays, as he walked Azhaq noticed the tail and thought and briefly wondered what is was like before regaining his concentration and walking towards him.

As the Sangheili moved to another display Azhaq called out his name, "Atlas!"

Atlas jumped span around and stepped forwards, but in his surprise he stood on his own tail, yelped in pain and slipped over onto to the floor, Azhaq walked over and extended his hand to Atlas who was now lying on his back. Atlas took his hand and pulled himself to his feet.

"Want me to pretend that I never saw that?" Azhaq asked with a huge grin on his face.

"That would be appreciated." Atlas replied with a nervous smile. "Anyway Azhaq, what brings you here?"

"I was wondering if you could help me with something but first I need to ask, I heard you were preparing for another mission and I was wondering how close to human territory would you be getting?"

"We should be heading directly into human territory, why do you ask?"

"My next mission takes me deep into there, however my ship is not built for long distance travel and I was wondering if you could keep my ship in your hangar until we reach a suitable drop zone?"

Atlas nodded, "Of course, what classification is your ship?"

"Wisp infiltration craft."

Atlas nodded again, "That shouldn't be a problem, do you want some of my pilots to get it docked ready for you?"

"That would be extremely helpful my friend."

"We depart in 32 hours, be ready by then or we are leaving without you," Atlas informed him as he walked away to continue his preparations.

Azhaq walked back out from the carrier and headed to visit a small friend of his.

Planet Sanghelios -0943 hours, 2551

Azhaq stood outside the dining hall for a moment before walking in, he knew that this would be a short quiet time between the morning meal and before soldiers coming in for an early lunch before departing on their next mission.

Looking around he spotted a small grunt heading into the storage area, hopping over the counter Azhaq followed him.

He found the grunt sorting through boxes of food, "Where me put the meat now? Maybe check cold room?"

Azhaq stood there for a moment before addressing the grunt, "Hello there Papad."

Papad yelped with surprise and turned around, "Azhaq sir? What you doing here?"

"I have come for a favour my friend."

"What you need sir?"

"Lots of food, preferably long lasting food," Azhaq paused for a long time before speaking again, "Papad?"

"Yes?" Papad replied inquisitively.

"What do you think of the Covenant?"