A/N: I have not yet played Halo 2 (I have it but don't have an XBOX.) So if anything conflicts just tell me and I will fix it to the best of my ability. And now...
A million thoughts ran through Kalimee's head as the main chute deployed. He always choked on what his father had told him.
"The Prophets blame us for that Braggart Regret's demise." The memories were painful, shortly after, his father was infected by flood in High Charity. Kalimee was then forced to empty a magazine of needles on what had once been his father.
Tears rolled down the Elite's cheek, but the intense heat evaporated them quickly. This had all happened a few weeks before Kalimee's defection. He just wanted to get away from it all.
The Grunts Pogar and Chitso squirmed in their pod, hoping that the methane tanks on their backs would not detonate; they had much reason to fear this, they had seen it happen before.
"Chitso, do you really trust them? I mean, the Elites?"
"Why do you ask?" Pogar replied to his friend.
"We, Unggoy have always been ruled by them, is ours...different?"
Pogar had nothing to say to this.
"Lieutenant? Lieutenant?" Kalimee snapped out of his dreams.
"Yes?" he said softly, stifling a sniffle.
"We will be hitting the ground in exactly forty-six seconds, I am shutting down for arrival."
The AI made a few loud beeping noises, then dissapeared. Kalimee braced himself for impact. Forty-six seconds later, the huge crash, the cage caved and Kalimee's shields flared as the pod slowed to a halt. After climbing out, he looked around.
It was beautiful, it almost made Kalimee forget he was in a war. Four more pods landed within a hundred meters of Kalimee's. Before checking out the new arrivals, Kalimee retrieved Norman's data crystal and inserted it into a slot in his helmet, after the cold sensation was over, Kalimee walked over.
Hakimee stood up in one of the pods and saluted.
"Excellency."
Kalimee nodded. Out of the pod nearest to Hakimee saw Chitso and Pogar step out, sniffing the ground and each other, no leakage. The other two pods each contained two Jackals.
"Okay, Grunts, secure your extra methane tanks and weapons, Hakimee make sure you've got everything." Kalimee took a deep breath. "Okay, let's go.
Within the hour all members of the 305th Drop Jet Platoon were present and accounted for, the lack of enemy resistance much welcomed.
