Sorry for the delay, writng two stories at once, plus writing for an avatar war is harder than I thought.
Chapter 7: The Sacred Ring
Commander Lon Zairunee brushed a hand lightly over the rock wall. He pulled his hand away, turned around and faced the sky so he could see the rest of the Ring in the distance. The Prophets had been wrong about how beautiful Halo was. He and the rest of his fleet had landed on the Ring two days ago, and they had already established a lot of bases. There was only one problem. The Human ship, the Pillar of Autumn had evaded his ships and it crashed on the Ring. The Humans had stolen a base from them, and had been holding their own there.
Zairunee had made sure that his troops secured the crashed vessel before the Humans could get to, and yet some how they managed to get to it and bring supplies back to their base. It didn't matter; the Humans would eventually run out of food and then starve. It was only a matter of time. Only, the longer the Humans were alive, the more it shamed him and his troops.
And there was something else about these vile Humans that made him want to just kill them all quickly. There was rumor that there was a green armored Human who was stronger, taller and faster than any other Human. He wasn't sure if he wanted to believe it or not, what if was just a mere rumor that the Unggoy had started? What if it wasn't? He erased the thought and continued his walk around his camp.
High Charity
Anha Diaolee entered the gym and looked around for Eisa 'Corasee. She was standing in the middle of the gym, but there was something wrong. He looked into her eyes, she looked like she was in pain, after training with her for five years he knew what every expression on her face meant.
She moaned, doubled over and grabbed her waist.
"You aren't well, I see."
She looked up at him. "I'm fine."
"No, you're not. We can skip sparring and lessons until you are better. Are you truly sick or is it-?"
"Yes."
"Oh, anyway, as you may know your father is going to be very bsuy for the next few days. He won't be able to come see you, he asked me to look after you for awhile."
She nodded, stood up straighter and tried to erase the painful expression on her face.
"Come with me." Diaolee said as he left the gym with her close behind.
He led her to on of the small parks that were scattered across High Charity; they both sat on the cliff that looked out to the Forerunner ship in the center of the city.
"I hate days like this." She said.
Diaolee tilted his head. "Why?"
She bent her knees and put her arms around them to hold them in place. "Two reasons: it's getting close to that time of the month and the fact that Dad is too busy for me to go see him or him come see me."
He nodded. "Ah, I see."
She took a deep breath and sighed. "And E'hy is attacking a Human planet, and Levi, I have no idea where he is." She rested her chin on her knees. "I hate weeks like this."
More humor towards her age will be coming soon, but, later in the story.