Halo3
Chapter 2. Location: Control Room, Delta Halo
"I am surprised that you had to ask." The Monitor said to The Arbiter.
"Yes but where is it." Johnson asked with impatience in his voice.
"Earth. Where else. How you did not know is a mystery. Don't you and the Human race live there?" The Monitor replied. The Arbiter turned to the other Elites on the platform and told them to contact Oslee'yun. Get him to bring a Phantom down here to extract them.
"Come on. We need to get out of here. Oracle, are you coming with us?" The Arbiter asked.
"Yes. You will need my help to combat the Flood."
Outside the Control Room a Phantom roars down. The Arbiter jumped into the GravLift followed by Johnson and Keyes. Inside The Arbiter sat comfortably in one of the seats. Keyes and Johnson had a lot of difficulty. Over the radio Oslee'yun's voice boomed,
"We will be at the cruiser in 14 minutes Arbiter."
For the rest of the journey The Arbiter explained what they would be doing. They would be going into the High Charity to receive vehicles and weapons and any reinforcements that they could get. When they boarded the cruiser Oslee'yun rushed off to the control room and set a course for the city. The Arbiter took Keyes and Johnson towards the armoury of the cruiser. When they got there The Arbiter picked up an Energy Sword, 4 Plasma grenades and two Plasma Rifles. Keyes and Johnson just stood and looked at him.
"Feel free to take any weapon." The Arbiter told them both. Keyes walked towards a Covenant Carbine and shouldered it. She also took two Plasma Grenades and a Beam Rifle. Johnson just stood there and said,
"I never thought I'd see the day when I would be using these pieces of crap. Ain't you got any Human weapons on board?" Johnson asked The Arbiter
"There may be some Flood bodies on board carrying those weapons. But until we find them I recommend you at least take something from here." He replied. Johnson picked up 4 Plasma Grenades, a Brute Shot and a Needler and a Plasma Rifle.
"Okay. We need to get to the control room now. Follow me. And be cautious around every corner. There could be anything aboard this ship." The Arbiter told them and he stepped out of the room into a luminous passageway.
After passing through half the ship The Arbiter detected motion around the next corner. He held up his hand to tell the others to stop. He activated his camouflage and went around the corner. There was a pack of Brutes and a dozen Jackals standing over 7 dead Elite bodies. He went back around the corner and primed a Plasma Grenade. He tossed it onto a brute and he detonated in a cloud of blood and blue vapour. Johnson and Keyes opened fire while The Arbiter tossed another Plasma Grenade. It bounced off a Jackals shield and detonated sending the Jackal and an unfortunate Brute flying into the wall. Johnson took out his Brute Shot,
"Fire in the hole!" he yelled, and he launched two grenades into the group. They detonated with a BANG. After the smoke had cleared there was nothing left but flesh and bone. Johnson searched the bodies and recovered a MA77 Close Combat Shotgun,
"Finally. Something I can use." He dropped the Needler and the Plasma Rifle and picked it up. He loaded it and then turned to Keyes, "how can you use those weapons?" he whispered, "It's bloody impossible." He turned and followed The Arbiter.
The Arbiter stopped and looked around.
"Our quickest route to the bridge is through that passage-way." He told them pointing at a small corridor. He headed down it. The further he headed into the passage-way. The darker it became. He felt uneasy about being in such a small space. It was the perfect place for an ambush.
"Johnson." He yelled
"Yeah?" He replied
"Throw me your torch" He said. The torch came flying over his head but he managed to reach out and grab it in time. He pressed the button and light flooded the passage-way. He pointed it down the passage-way and saw that they were close to the end. As The Arbiter left the passage-way a group of Jackals appeared at the other end and started firing. Johnson threw a Plasma Grenade down there and it detonated and sent them flying.
"Come on. There's bound to be more." Johnson yelled. Keyes rushed forward and Johnson just made it out of the passage-way before a pack of Brutes were at the other end. The Arbiter fired his Plasma Rifles and the blue energy slashed at the air. They were too inaccurate though to hit the Brutes. Keyes took out her Beam Rifle and took out five of the before it overheated. They started charging down the passage and roaring. The Arbiter took out the closest one with his Plasma Rifles. Johnson fired a grenade down and blew one to bits. The Arbiter vanished. The last Brute came out of the passage and as he stood up an Energy Sword was rammed through his stomach. He struggled and shook, and finally slumped over. The Arbiter re-appeared and took the sword out of him. Keyes picked up his Brute Plasma Rifle and holstered it. They then set off towards the bridge. They encountered no more resistance. On the bridge Oslee'yun was staring at the view screen. The screen was displaying a picture of High Charity. The Arbiter couldn't see the streets because of the green fog. There was one building that had Flood falling from it. A blast of plasma blew out of the door and a Flood fell to the floor.
"Set the GravLift over that building" The Arbiter told Oslee'yun.
"As you wish." He answered and tapped a button on the control panel. The ship moved a little and there was a shudder throughout the ship as the GravLift appeared on the building.
"Come," he said to Keyes and Johnson, "we must hurry." And he."
"Arbiter, take five of my Elites with you. They will be helpful." Oslee'yun told him.
"I shall." He replied. He headed out for the GravLift.
When they arrived there the lift shone a glowing purple. The Elites that Oslee'yun had sent were already there and were leaving the ship. The Arbiter turned towards Keyes and Johnson,
"Have either of you used one of these before?" he asked them,
"I have." Johnson replied. "Ma'am, it's simple. Just walk into it."
"Alright, you." The Arbiter pointed at Johnson, "You will go first." Johnson stepped onto the lift and he felt a rushing sensation flood his body. "You, next" and Keyes stepped on to the lift. The Arbiter followed.
