-1The Prophet of Ponder sat in a yellowish green hover chair, which moved past dead bodies of Elite honor guards. In front of him was a holding cell that used plasma shield to seal prisoners inside. The prisoners themselves were none other than the High Prophets of Regret, Truth, and Mercy. "My dear Prophets" Ponder said in a cheerful tone "how nice of you to come by. I hope you didn't have trouble on your way here."
"You filthy heretic!" Regret shouted "how dare you defy the Covenant and come here as if nothing has happened!" Ponder blinked unaffected by the yelling. "Well, I guess someone seems to be in a bad mood" replied Ponder, angering Regret more. In the darkness, one surviving honor guard Elite quietly snuck towards the heretic Prophet. Guessing that rescue was here, the High Prophets decided to not look at the Elite and continue talking to Ponder as if he still had control.
"But I'll get to the point" the Prophet of Ponder said "the reason I left the Covenant is because of the pointless worship of the Forerunner. For too long have we fruitlessly searched for the sacred rings, another day living as mere mortals. After all, this IS the Age of Doubt. But now, me and my followers have discovered something much more magical. Something that will REALLY take us to immortality!"
Just then, a sound of an energy sword activating caught Ponder's attention. He turned around to see his neck close to the energy sword wielded by the honor guard Elite. "It seems your heresy is now ended" the Prophet of Mercy said "finish him, noble warrior." The honor guard looked at Ponder in the eyes, and spoke "I want my payment." The High Prophets were surprised and confused, as the heretic Prophet gave six silver pieces of Covenant currency to the Elite.
"Oh yes" Ponder said "I forgot, you wondered how I captured you. Well, thanks to your honor guard, he ordered to have only one ship to come here AND sent my followers to your hideout. You should really consider having protectors who aren't so easily bribed." The Elite took offense to the comment, but went looking at his new six currency pieces. Regret looked like he was ready to leap out of the cell, but Truth hold him back. "Well, I have business to do, good day" spoke the Prophet of Ponder and him and the honor guard turned to leave.
The Prophet of Truth quickly asked "but what is this magical something that you now worship?" Ponder stopped his hover chair and turned it back to the High Prophets. He grinned and answered "Why, the Flood!"
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To be continued.