Author's note: R&R please! Oh, please read the important note.

Important Note: After this chapter I probably wont write any more of this story because I am in a writer's block. I can't find any new material so please either email me or put some ideas into a review, or I will just try to come up with some new ideas (could take any amount of time).

After a long time, The Arbiter returned from Earth to the hall of the prophets. "Arbiter" said Truth in a painfully calm voice, "You have failed us". "I know" said the Arbiter hanging his head in shame. "The council demands your death" said Truth, "But how you die is our decision". "Arbiter, you shall give me a sponge bath for those hard to reach areas" said Truth resolvedly. "It is a task that will claim your life. You shall die like every sponge bather has before you. The council shall have their corpse". With that, Truth lead the Arbiter to the bathroom where a foamy bubble bath awaited.

Days later, the Arbiter reemerged, he was half dead, and mentally scarred for life. Truth, on the other hand, was squeaky clean and smelled like jasmine and vanilla. "You have more vitality than any of us could've guessed. You shall continue on as Arbiter, and we shall deal with the council." said Truth proudly as the other prophets basked in the fact that Truth had finally bathed. "Oh, by the way," said Regret casually "The Brutes were giving us a bit of trouble, we were wondering if you could single handedly wipe out their race. If you fail we'll kill you. Ok! Have fun! Bye!" and they pushed the Arbiter out the door before he even had a chance to react. "Ah, well" thought the Arbiter, "I'd better get going", and he flew away on his banshee.

After flying for a few minutes, he began to relax, and he drifted off to sleep. He was awakened by the shaking of his banshee, he was under fire! He turned his Banshee around to see who was attacking him. As he was turning, out of the corner of his eye, he saw what looked like a giant pink banshee with hearts painted on the sides. It turned out it was a giant pink banshee with hearts painted on the sides. "Weird" thought the Arbiter, and landed on a nearby meteoroid. The other banshee landed next to his, ad the pilot got out of her ship. It was a female Elite with pink armor, who was dual wielding plasma rifles. A Grunt also stepped out of the banshee. "I'm Raina and this is my pet Poopy. I named him Poopy because he smells like one" said the female Elite. "How nice of you to name your Grunt one of Halo's flowers. I hear they're called poppys on Earth" said the Arbiter. "Oh, did I mention that this is a stick up and I will totally blow your tiny little brain out if you don't give us all of your loot." She said as she pointed her gun at the Arbiter's head. To be Continued…..screw the writers block, I have plenty to write about……