HALO 2:THE TALE OF RUKA ORTUMEE
Chapter 1
(I hereby assert that I do not own Halo, Bungie, or Microsoft)
The flames of war burned brightly into the skies of Saturn colony Alpha as the Covenant invasion pushed forward. The sounds of plasma fire could be heard from miles around. A few miles away from the extermination sight, a single Elite was scanning wreckage of Alpha colony's house buildings. The Elite
was about to move on to his next objective when all of a sudden, he heard something move. "Who goes there?" the Elite shouted aggressively. He entered the pile of wreckage to find out just whom or what made that noise.
When he arrived at the center, he was amazed to see that a whole room of the building he had hit with a Wraith mortar had survived completely in tact! In the middle of this room, a small human lay crying fearfully. "You stand in the way of my objectives human, therefor you must be annihilated!" The Elite said as he held his plasma rifle to the infant's face. Yet the infant only giggled and gave the rifle a hug. " You are a strange little thing human, maybe the Prophets can decide what to do with you."And so the Elite took the baby to the Higherarchs chambers and showed the human to the Prophets.
"My lords," "Yes loyal subject, what do you come to us for Derga?" "I only wish to know what I should do with this very special human child." Then one of the three prophets stepped forward and said, "You say, Derga, that this tiny human is special. Why?" "This human, though puny and weak, is absolutely fearless! I held my weapon right to his nose and all he did was laugh and give it a hug!" Then the Prophet said, in a serious tone, "Take him to be your apprentice… teach him everything you know about weapons, technology, everything. The humans would not kill one of their own." A second Prophet stepped forward and said "We will have the Engineers measure him for a suit of special armor. Now go!" Derga then said, "As you wish my lord."
After the next twelve years, the child had earned his armor, a custom-built energy sword, and the name, Ruka Ortumee. By that time Derga, the Elite who found Ruka, was old and feeble, and could not move very well. One day, while Ruka was sparing with Murgo, a spec.ops Elite, an old and wise voice spoke from the megaphone and said "Ruka Ortumee, report to the council chamber now!" Then Ruka hurried to the council chamber to see what the speaker wanted. When he finally entered the chamber, an eerie silence awaited him. The Prophet of Truth stepped slowly forward and spoke. "Ruka, you have been given a special assignment." "What would you have me do, my lord?" Ruka answered. "The Covenant need more warriors like you. And by that, I mean the same species." "How would I go about finding more of the humans… of my species, I mean. And furthermore, how would I recruit them?"
The Prophet then sat for a moment. (Like they do all the time!) Then he said "All you need to do, is kidnap a few of the human females, bring them here for analysis, and return to the assigned point of position." "Where am I to be sent lord Truth?" The Prophet paused a while for dramatic effect, then said, "You are being sent to the surface of the ancient relic, Halo." Then all of a sudden, a chorus song started playing. Truth then shouted, "God damn it, get that god forsaken stereo out of here!" One of the Elite council members then said, "Aw man, I never get to use it anymore!" Truth then said, "Don't make me send Ruka up there, you!"
The Elite just slowly sat down with a scared look on his face. (If any one can actually tell!) The Prophet of Mercy then too stepped forward and said understandingly, "Being a young man still, we understand if you don't want to do this." Then Ruka thought for a moment. Then he said, "Thank you lord Mercy, but this is something I have to do… for the Covenant." The third and final Prophet, Regret, said proudly, "My fleet and I will accompany you, for this is a mission no one should attempt alone." Surprised by this offer, Ruka said, "I would be truly honored to have your fleet with me on this daring mission my lord!" "Then it is decided." Truth said. "We move at dawn!" Applause could be heard throughout High Charity, the Covenant holy city. Dawn came and there were thousands of Phantom drop ships being loaded, Ghost attack vehicles being assigned, and troops suiting up. "Everything is going as planned!" said Regret. Three Phantoms flew hastily by, surprising Ruka. "Who was that, lord Regret?" The Prophet then said, "That my boy, was the Arbiter!"