The Arbiter continued down the hallway silently. Only the buzz of his energy sword could be heard. The Arbiter turned into a room, and the smell of rotting flesh washed over him. Then came a low growl and one of the rotting Flood guys ran at him slashing it's claws. Then some fighting music by Breaking Benjamin mysteriously came on. The Arbiter did one of those cool uppercut things with his sword and the Flood guy fell into a million pieces on the floor. "Wow" said the Arbiter "That wasn't bad, but my pesky armor really slowed me down. I know! I'll take it off, who needs it anyway." 10 minutes later the Arbiter was happily running around Au Naturel, when he suddenly looked down, "AAAHHHHH" he yelled "THOSE STUPID PEOPLE AT BUNGIE DIDN'T CREATE ME WITH A CROTCH!" Then he thought about all the other aliens without crotches and felt better that he wasn't the only one. To be Continued…..
