Master Chief got up, hardly able to stop himself from puking. He had snuck onto the Flood ship full of corpses to get into the covenant base, destroy it and take the Flood with them. He decided he would definitely need a few weapons, so he searched the corpses. He grabbed 5 plasma grenades, 5 fragmentation grenades, a pair of SMGs, a BR60 battle rifle (similar to the BR55, but with an added bonus of empty magazines blowing up if you activated them), a S2 AM sniper rifle, a needler and held onto his old M90 shotgun, the same he used to get off the first and second halos. "Damn that smells," he said as he left the ship. The chief considered throwing in a frag grenade to stop the bodies from being used. "Nah, more fun this way."

Meanwhile

"Arbitor, you're just in time! I was just about to kill these things, wanna have some fun?" Laager shouted.

"Well, since that carbine of yours won't do much good, sure. Take these needlers, jump down here and we'll get this party started!" The Arbitor threw his needlers to his friend and pulled out his energy sword. Jumping up towards a Floodie, he preformed a fatal lunge straight downward. After disposing of the creature, Arbitor tucked and rolled, disengaging his sword so as not to cut himself. He regained his feet and kicked a brute/flood away, then slashed another's head off and threw it at the one he kicked. The creature fell on its ass and could not get up. Laager finished it off with a charged burst from his plasma pistol.

"Good work, Siemus! That was amazing!" Laager said.

"Arbitor, my name is ARBITOR!"

"That's a rank buddy, you've gotta chill out!"

"I will 'chill out' when the danger of the Flood is eradicated! I do not see how someone so lax was given the rank of 2IC."

"You put a good word in for me, remember, and when the time came, they gave you five people to choose from, and you picked me."

"Right…sometimes I regret that decision." Laager punched Siemus playfully, but then, at the same moment realized, "THE FLOOD!" The four remaining brute/flood had activated the auto-weapons and had run.

"Stay very, very still. On my count, activate camouflage and jump as high as you can. Land behind the closest guns. Disable them and move to the next…Ready, three, two, one, MOVE!" Siemus yelled and jumped from cannon to cannon, destroying them. There were 24 in all, 12 each.

"Race you!" Laager yelled. The two destroyed their second to last at almost the exact instant, stared at each other for a moment daring the other to move, until Laager did. He jumped at the gun and pistol whipped it, while looking at Arbitor. He did not realize that his friend had shot the gun with his particle beam cannon, which beat Laager there. "Nice idea. You win."

"Thanks, now let's move." Activating his radio, he said, " Beta group, this is Alpha and Zulu. We have a man down, but 2IC Laager and I are going to move on your position. Where are you?"

Only static came over the other line until they heard, "Arbitor, help, we are cornered by Flood. No one was on the fourth floor so we went down to the hangar. We need help! LOTS OF FLOOD! HELP! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH! NO! Ugh…thunk."

"Bravo leader? Bravo leader do you copy. Bravo two, bravo three, are you there?" Siamus shouted.

"Ahhh! We're going to run to the mess hall. Help us get rid of all the people in our way!" The sound of a pistol whip came over the radio.

"Arbitor. This is Spartan 117. I snuck aboard a flood ship and now am in the hangar with your men. I will lead them to your position, over."

"Demon! Get out of my base, we need not your help." Laager shouted.

"My friend, it is okay. Spartan 117, move to our position in the mess hall. We will regroup and take the hangar by storm, over and out." Saimus said.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Laager asked.

"No, I'm not. However, I am sure that it is the best idea. It's better to have him with us than against us."