Chapter 10

8000 Hours, HALO, Feb. 15, 2552

As we were running I told Master Marine the story. "You remember that lone SPARTAN? I think HE is the Red Warrior! I think HE created the Flood! "But why would he tell us all about him?" I asked. "Maybe because he's mental?" suggested Master Marine. "Could be, if you put some thought into it…" I said. The flood was gaining on us and luckily we found 2 abandoned Banshees that would help our escape. We got into them leaving our defenseless marines behind and we flew our Banshees to where The Red Warrior was. We sneaked up on him and punched him at the same time making him unconscious and we brought him to the lower level of the ship. He woke up and he was tied to a chair. "How'd you create the Flood?" I asked him. "I am NOT telling you!" he growled. "Alright then, Master Marine, do as planned if he doesn't answer." I ordered Master Marine. Master Marine brought The Red Warrior upstairs and got a speaker that commanded the Flood. "Do one more thing wrong then its down with your creation." said Master Chief. "So, again, how'd you create the Flood?" I asked him. "I'll Never tell you!" he shouted. Master Marine got the Commander and said into it, "All Flood dig into the ground and never come back unless commanded to!" "Now that that's settled we'll let you go" Master Chief told The Red Warrior. "Big mistake, he'll command it back!" Master Marine said. "Don't Worry, if he does, things will go exactly as planned…." Master Chief said.