Chapter 3: Discoveries and the Forerunner
Master Chief and his squadron have just witnessed the most shocking thing in their lives. SPARTAN soldiers in the wild! They were SPARTANS that's for sure. They had MJONIR armor yet, there was something akward about them. They didn't seem to be humans or Nergul. They had a human figure yet they walked differently. Master Chief overheard some talking in a language that he didn't understand yet it was strangely familiar. Where had he heard this before? It was a mystery to him.
"What the hell are SPARTANs doing here? They should all be at the base or at Threshhold 6!" said one of the Nergul SPARTANs. This one's name was Tukorei Hulaifur. SPARTAN-893. He had served as a SPARTAN since the Nergul got involved in this war. His life is of high importance to destroying Halo. He was a descendant of a server of the FOrerunner leader. He knew everything there is to know about Halo.
"Nevermind that Tukorei. What the problem is, will they attack or not?" questioned the Chief. The approched the gate and they were stopped by the local guards.
"Nami na shi zu lokori ju naka lei mo ru fai na? J'al kai humo renma szuko namina holigar." said one of the guards. The words that has come out of the guard's mouth seemed so familiar to Master Chief. Somehow, he understood.
"Letzukaa, na jimu hellas vijor hequi wq'juk nala fandus." said Master Chief. He had remembered now. This was the language spoken by the Elites. He had to learn it so he could take a negotiation op. This op was to have brought peace between the two sides. It had failed. Master Chief had almost been killed at that time. But, how could these SPARTANs know how to speak the Elite dialect? The looked nothing like the Elites. This was strange. But, this was of no concern at the time being. They followed the strange creatures to a large building. Master Chief had thought that it was where the leader of the city was. They stepped inside. The halls were awesome. Decorations were everywhere. And this was only the entrance. The leader's office was spectacular. Beautiful sculptures and paintings and other decorations were abundant. This was similar to the Forerunner art thought the Chief.
"This does not look good." said a Marine.
"Don't worry, we'll be fine." said the Chief. He knew that this was not true. He was not sure what would happen to them.
"Ah. Humans. I have been waitin for you. Welcome to my city. The city of Far'Nalog. I am Hekerus Mulair, leader of this city. What brings you here?" asked the alien in the seat.
"Well, we wish to have access to your library so that we may obtain some key information." replied Master Chief.
"Although we would like to share our valuable information, our library is off limits." said Hekerus.
"What?! This could save the lives of the entire Universe and you deny us! This is madness!!" exclaimed the Chief.
"We, the Forerunners, cannot allow our information to be known. This would mean the destruction of our entire race!" yelled Hekerus.
"You are not the Forerunner. The Forerunners have long since been extinct." said the Chief.
"These stories are lies. We were close to extinction but, we managed to survive by building the ring-worlds you humans have now called 'Halo'. These were meant to support the FOrerunners, lock up the Flood, and-"
"And wipe out every single lifeform in the Universe." said the Chief abruptly."I've seen it and read it. The Halos were meant to destroy the Flood by starving the Flood. I have seen the horrors that is the Flood. I wish to destroy the Flood as much as the next Forerunner wants to, but if we cannot find the location to the main Halo and the controller of the Halos, then the Flood will wipe out everything faster than the Covenant have nearly wiped out the humans." said the Chief
"Destroy all of the Halos?! This is madness! The Halos are our home. We cannot give up our lives!" yelled Hekerus.
"What's the cost of the life of one race to save the Universe? If you do not let use destroy all of the Halos, then you're lives shall be taken. If you let us, then we will provide you with whatever it is your need." said the Chief
"Halo is the only habitable place for the Forerunner. Our homeplanet was destroyed. We breathe a special mix of nitrogen and oxygen that cannot be made. It only comes from our homeplanet. We have taken enough of our atmosphere to keep us alive." said Hekerus.
"This can't be!!!! You must let us! It doesn't matter wheather you live or die! We have to save the lives of everythig in the Universe!" cried the Chief in anger.
"Take them to the excecuting chambers." ordered Hekerus.
"You can't do this! This is insanity!" yelled the Chief. Soon, they were dragged away like corpses of dead Covenant to the excecution chambers.
"You have wiped out our descendants, the Covenant and we shall whipe you out!!" yelled Hekerus. Master Chief was struck with a shot of shock. The Covenant were the descendants of the Forerunner? This was impossible. The Master Chief and his soldiers broke free and drew their guns and pointed them at any Forerunners they could find.......
Master Chief and his squadron have just witnessed the most shocking thing in their lives. SPARTAN soldiers in the wild! They were SPARTANS that's for sure. They had MJONIR armor yet, there was something akward about them. They didn't seem to be humans or Nergul. They had a human figure yet they walked differently. Master Chief overheard some talking in a language that he didn't understand yet it was strangely familiar. Where had he heard this before? It was a mystery to him.
"What the hell are SPARTANs doing here? They should all be at the base or at Threshhold 6!" said one of the Nergul SPARTANs. This one's name was Tukorei Hulaifur. SPARTAN-893. He had served as a SPARTAN since the Nergul got involved in this war. His life is of high importance to destroying Halo. He was a descendant of a server of the FOrerunner leader. He knew everything there is to know about Halo.
"Nevermind that Tukorei. What the problem is, will they attack or not?" questioned the Chief. The approched the gate and they were stopped by the local guards.
"Nami na shi zu lokori ju naka lei mo ru fai na? J'al kai humo renma szuko namina holigar." said one of the guards. The words that has come out of the guard's mouth seemed so familiar to Master Chief. Somehow, he understood.
"Letzukaa, na jimu hellas vijor hequi wq'juk nala fandus." said Master Chief. He had remembered now. This was the language spoken by the Elites. He had to learn it so he could take a negotiation op. This op was to have brought peace between the two sides. It had failed. Master Chief had almost been killed at that time. But, how could these SPARTANs know how to speak the Elite dialect? The looked nothing like the Elites. This was strange. But, this was of no concern at the time being. They followed the strange creatures to a large building. Master Chief had thought that it was where the leader of the city was. They stepped inside. The halls were awesome. Decorations were everywhere. And this was only the entrance. The leader's office was spectacular. Beautiful sculptures and paintings and other decorations were abundant. This was similar to the Forerunner art thought the Chief.
"This does not look good." said a Marine.
"Don't worry, we'll be fine." said the Chief. He knew that this was not true. He was not sure what would happen to them.
"Ah. Humans. I have been waitin for you. Welcome to my city. The city of Far'Nalog. I am Hekerus Mulair, leader of this city. What brings you here?" asked the alien in the seat.
"Well, we wish to have access to your library so that we may obtain some key information." replied Master Chief.
"Although we would like to share our valuable information, our library is off limits." said Hekerus.
"What?! This could save the lives of the entire Universe and you deny us! This is madness!!" exclaimed the Chief.
"We, the Forerunners, cannot allow our information to be known. This would mean the destruction of our entire race!" yelled Hekerus.
"You are not the Forerunner. The Forerunners have long since been extinct." said the Chief.
"These stories are lies. We were close to extinction but, we managed to survive by building the ring-worlds you humans have now called 'Halo'. These were meant to support the FOrerunners, lock up the Flood, and-"
"And wipe out every single lifeform in the Universe." said the Chief abruptly."I've seen it and read it. The Halos were meant to destroy the Flood by starving the Flood. I have seen the horrors that is the Flood. I wish to destroy the Flood as much as the next Forerunner wants to, but if we cannot find the location to the main Halo and the controller of the Halos, then the Flood will wipe out everything faster than the Covenant have nearly wiped out the humans." said the Chief
"Destroy all of the Halos?! This is madness! The Halos are our home. We cannot give up our lives!" yelled Hekerus.
"What's the cost of the life of one race to save the Universe? If you do not let use destroy all of the Halos, then you're lives shall be taken. If you let us, then we will provide you with whatever it is your need." said the Chief
"Halo is the only habitable place for the Forerunner. Our homeplanet was destroyed. We breathe a special mix of nitrogen and oxygen that cannot be made. It only comes from our homeplanet. We have taken enough of our atmosphere to keep us alive." said Hekerus.
"This can't be!!!! You must let us! It doesn't matter wheather you live or die! We have to save the lives of everythig in the Universe!" cried the Chief in anger.
"Take them to the excecuting chambers." ordered Hekerus.
"You can't do this! This is insanity!" yelled the Chief. Soon, they were dragged away like corpses of dead Covenant to the excecution chambers.
"You have wiped out our descendants, the Covenant and we shall whipe you out!!" yelled Hekerus. Master Chief was struck with a shot of shock. The Covenant were the descendants of the Forerunner? This was impossible. The Master Chief and his soldiers broke free and drew their guns and pointed them at any Forerunners they could find.......