The Chosen One

by predman1227

Based many years after the covenant war: alien and human life beginning to build economies among the stars. The War may be over but not its struggles. You follow the story of an unlikely family through this epic adventure. Disclaimer: while the story is set within the Halo universe, all characters are my own creations.

7. Chapter 7

Chapter 7: Little Wolf

Location: Drilling Chamber Cat walks.

Sil

Sil watched in horror as Char was stabbed in the stomach by the gold armoured Sangheili's energy sword, then kicked to the ground. He slid a meter away before screeching to a halt and lay still. Sil felt so helpless as she watched her uncle get knocked to the ground, his silver metal blade flew from his grasp and clattered to the icy ground with a metallic twang. Sil pulled out her magnum and went to fire, knowing full well it wouldn't stop the killing blow. "No, please no." Sil thought with dread as the Sangheili raised his blade. Sil saw a beam of energy strike the gold Sangheili's chest plate, leaving a massive hole in his chest cavity. He stood there for a brief moment, eyes wide with shock and surprise before falling forward onto uncle Jack. With relief Sil watched her uncle pull himself out from under the Sangheili's corpse and stand up, stretching his injured shoulder. He seemed all right but Sil wanted to make sure. Sil looked to her right to see Neaola standing at the entrance of the chamber with a large green shoulder mounted weapon she had never seen before.

"Wow she really knows how to make a entrance." Nip Nap said seeming impressed.

Sil got to her feet and went over to the rope she had tied to the railing to let Nip and Flip escape from the two Sangheili that attacked them.

"Come on let's get down there and see what we can do to help." Sil said gesturing Nip to come over too.

Nip looked back at the ladder, then back at Sil and nodded. "Me hate ladders so yeah lets get down there that way."

With that Sil went under the railing, took the rope in both hands and zipped down to the floor below.

When Sil reached the bottom she immediately saw Flip Yum sitting behind a crate holding her bow. He looked up and his purple eyes widened as Sil walked over to him. He got up and held the bow out for her to take it.

"You dropped this." Flip said, a hint of fear in his tone. "Please don't kill me, Nip wanted me to help but I got scared and I couldn't do anything and… and…"

Sil knelt down beside him a put a hand on his shoulder making him go silent. He was trembling and Sil could hear him whimper under his mask. She felt so sorry for him and couldn't understand why he was terrified of her but she did her best to calm him down.

"I'm not going to kill you Flip. Why do you think I would?"

Flip looked puzzled and lost for words. "Um… I… um… I…"

Flip was cut off when Sil heard a pained howl and shot to her feet. Sil took her bow from Flip's still shaking hands and ran past the crates. She almost tripped over the Sangheili bodies lying on the icy ground when she saw her uncle and Neaola crouched down beside Char who was in bad shape. When Sil got to them Char's eyes were closed and he was very still.

"No please no, tell me he's not…" Sil was cut off when her uncle got up and put his hands on her shoulders.

"No he's not dead. He just passed out." Uncle Jack said calmly.

Sil was still looking at Char's still form and couldn't help but think of the worst. "He's going to live right? Please don't lie to me uncle."

Sil's uncle stayed silent for a moment. Sil didn't like that and was about to say something when he said in a flat tone "I don't know if he will make it or not, what I do know is as long as we're still standing he has a chance. So I need you to keep it together. Alright?"

Sil opened her mouth but didn't say anything. Instead she just nodded and looked at the ground. "Yeah ok you're right." She finally said, feeling silly and childish.

Sil's uncle put the tip of his hand under her chin and made her look at him. He then pointed at her face. "That's quite a shiner you got there, you might want to look at it." He took off his helmet revealing his dark skinned and scruffy face. He handed his helmet to Sil for her to take a look at her face.

Sil looked into the helmet's reflective gold visor and in the reflection she saw the left side of her face was swollen slightly, and had a large cut on her left cheek. Sil put a hand on the cut and pain shot through her cheekbone.

"Aaa damn it that stings!" She cursed under her breath. She looked at her fingers. Her purple blood was warm and sticky on her hand. She hated blood, never welcomed the sight of it, and never will.

Sil looked up and saw her uncle's steely blue gaze fixed upon her. He looked cross, furrowing his brow slightly. "I told you to be more careful." He stated, taking his helmet back. "I knew I shouldn't have sent the Grunts with you. They can't even take care of themselves let alone protect you."

Sil took offence to that. Before her uncle could put his helmet back on Sil stopped him. "NO!" Sil shouted, curling her lips in anger. "Why do treat Flip and Nip like dirt, they got me out of a tight spot." Sil stopped and rephrased. "Well… one of them did."

Uncle Jack lowered his helmet and gave Sil an angry look. "What happened?"

Sil just rolled her green eyes, trying to get to the point. "That doesn't matter." Sil defiantly stated "What matters to me is I want you to stop treating them like their lives are worthless. They're brave sometimes, kind and they stayed with me even when I didn't want them too." She waved her arms and spun on the spot on one heel, adding. "If that's not worth something I don't know what is."

With out his helmet on Sil could see the emotions playing across Her uncle's face. He was good at controlling his emotions, but Sil could tell when something affected him. The narrowing of the eyes, the slight twitch of the lips, and his silence all told Sil what she said hit home. He stayed silent as he stuck his hand into one of the pockets attached to his belt and pull out a small med-kit. He got Sil to hold his helmet again as he opened the kit and took out some medical tape and disinfectant. He cleaned the cut on Sil's cheek with the disinfectant, which hurt a lot, and then used the tape to close the wound.

"That's the best I can do for now." He said, taking his helmet back and sealing it on his head again. "You're going to need to get that stitched up if you want it to heal properly."

"Oh lovely, more stiches." Sil said sarcastically as her uncle moved past her and went to gather up some gear.

Sil looked back at Char and Neaola. Raskanl was standing over Neaola as she kept Char's head on her knee, keeping a close eye on him. Sil heard some footsteps echoing through the chamber and looked to her right to see a group of Kig Yar, armed with different types of weaponry, make their way in. They spread out around the chamber, gathering what they could while one Kig Yar with light green skin, fur coat and a black jump suit ran up to Neaola.

"Neaola are you hurt?" He knelt down beside Char. "What happened to Char is he…?"

Neaola put a hand up to silence him and said. "He's still alive doctor. As for me well… you already know that part."

The doctor, Sil now knew, turned his head and fixed his yellow eyes on her. "So you're the Sangheili who was with Soran as he died?"

Sil froze and tightly clenched her jaws together. Who was this Soran? "Um… Who's Soran?" Sil asked.

"Neaola's father, she said you were there when he died, correct?"

Sil felt her chest go tight with dismay as she remembered the old Kig Yar's final moments. Even as he died his only wish was to let his children know he died a badass. Sil breathed in deep and let out slowly as she admitted. "Yes, yes I was there beside him as he died. There was nothing I could do for him, I tried but he was too far-gone. I'm sorry I couldn't…"

The doctor cut her off with a snort "I only asked if you were there not a life story."

Sil was caught off guard and tightened her lower jaws in anger. Sil controlled herself however. Arguing would not help things even if this doctor were being an ass-hole. Instead she rolled her green eyes and asked. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

The doctor again fixed his yellow gaze on her and looked to be deep in thought. "Some pain killers would be nice, I used the last one on Neaola and when poor Char here comes too, he's going to be in a lot of pain."

Sil let herself grin as she flicked her hair back and said. "Well lucky for you I have some with me, well sort of." She knelt down and took off her backpack. She went through her stuff till she found what she was looking for, a small, metal, silver case. She opened it and inside was two small vials of clear green liquid and two needles. It was Sil's pain medication. The green liquid acted as a good numbing agent and pain reliever. Sil knew she'd get in a lot of trouble for doing this but Char needed it, and besides it was originally made for Kig Yar.

"Is that…?" The doctor scoffed in disbelief. "Pillyamorfacen?"

Sil had no idea what that meant so she just nodded wide-eyed. "Um… sure?" She just shrugged. "All I know is it's good at killing pain and lasts a long time." Sil gave him one vial and needle. "You need to inject it in…"

The doctor cut her off again as he was already injecting the stuff into Char's neck. "I know I've used these before but tell me why you have such a drug in your possession, do you know what this stuff does to you in the long run?"

Before Sil could ask she heard her uncle call for her and Neaola. Sil flipped the metal case shut and stuffed it in her bag and got to her feet. Neaola was doing the same, before she got up Neaola gently settled Char's head on the ground and looked at the doctor. "Look after him for me doc." She said.

The doctor nodded, taking off his fur coat and putting it under Char's head. "He's in good hands Neaola, now go."

Neaola looked at Sil and gestured for her to follow. Sil nodded and fell in line with Neaola and headed for uncle Jack.

They spotted him at the entrance of the new ice tunnel and walked up beside him. He turned around and Sil saw him holding the large green laser weapon Neaola had used to kill the gold Sangheili. He also had retrieved his tesla sword, now hanging off his belt again. He handed the large weapon to Neaola and spoke. "Alright we know that a large group of red armoured Sangheili went down this tunnel and we also know they have Chackrol with them." He paused for a moment and then added. "So how are we going to do this, any ideas?"

Sil wasn't much of a tactical genius when it came to these sorts of situations. "I don't know." Sil admitted with a shrug "What about you Neaola?"

Neaola looked at Sil with a tired expression but answered. "I don't see what I could tell you. All I Know is my husband has been looking for a Forerunner structure and…"

Uncle Jack cut Neaola off saying. "We know that already."

Neaola put her hands on her hips and stared at him. Her bright blue eyes full of irritation. "Well then we're at an impasse." Neaola said, crossing her arms over her chest.

Sil had just thought of something and asked her uncle. "Uncle you know these Sangheili better than I do, how do we find out what they're doing?"

Neaola laughed, saying. "Isn't it clear? They're here for what ever is in that structure."

Uncle Jack turned his head to Neaola and said. "True but they wouldn't just walk in there and just find what ever it is they're looking for right away." He turned and looked at Sil and added "Not with out some way to map it first."

"The lenses." Neaola said, looking back in the chamber. "I bet the gold bastard has high level info on his. Wait here." And without another word she darted way on her nimble legs and went to the gold Sangheili's body.

"Lenses?" Sil asked in confusion.

Uncle Jack answered. "They have HUD lenses that let them see tactical info in real time." He pointed at his visor. "Same as my HUD but smaller."

Sil frowned and caught site of Neaola coming back with something in her clawed hand. She went up to Sil and handed her two black contact lenses. Sil curled her lip and parted her four-way jaw as she just realised where they came from. "These were on the gold one's eyes? His dead eyes?"

Neaola nodded. "Yep."

"Eeewww No!" Sil said in disgust and stuck her arm out at Neaola for her to take them back. "You can forget it if you think I'm going to put these on my eyes. And why do I have to put them on anyway?"

Neaola crossed her arms again and said in a irritated tone "(A) Stop being so pathetic. (B) It's fine they self clean. AND (C) you're Sangheili, your eyes are the right size, so shut up and get them ON ALREADY."

Sil scrunched up her face as she looked at the black lenses on her right hand. With her other hand she slowly picked one up and brought it up to her eyes for a closer look. On the front it was a normal lens, plain and devoid of detail. When Sil turned it over, it was see through with strange symbols flashing across its surface. With a light sigh Sil put the lens on her left finger and with trepidation she held her eyelid open with her right hand and attempted to put in the lens.

"What's the hold up?" Neaola said angrily.

Sil put her hands down and glared at her. "You try doing something you've never done before and tell me how easy it is. Until then shut up."

Neaola curled her lips and showed her sharp teeth and growled in ever growing anger.

"Oh you're so scary want to see mine?" Sil split apart her four-way jaw, showing her fangs and rows of pointy needle like teeth.

They both hissed at each other in challenge but were cut off by uncle Jack's loud metallic voice. "ENOUGH!" He stomped the icy ground causing cracks to form around his armoured boot. "Pack it in both of you, have you two forgotten that there are enemies here and they're trying to kill us. So lets pull it together."

Sil clamped her jaws shut and felt ashamed at her childish behaviour. Where Neaola just shrugged and looked away, crossing her arms. Enough had been said so Sil tried again and was successful. The lens caused her eye to spazz out as it made contact. She blinked for a moment before her vision cleared. Her vision was a purple haze and symbols danced across her eye sight. Sil didn't understand the writing and it was only half of the full HUD. Sil put in the second one and blinked again and again before she could see clearly. "Wow this is kind of cool and oh yes it has a motion tracker. Oh I love technology."

Neaola growled in annoyance and said. "Yes, yes, yes, get to the part where we know what to do."

Sil just scratched her head in confusion as she tried to make sense of what she was seeing "I can't make heads or tails of this, its all text I can't read."

Neaola frowned in confusion and put her hands above her head saying "What do you mean you can't read it, you're Sangheili!?"

Sil took the lenses out and glared at Neaola again. "I wasn't raised by Sangheili, in fact I don't know much about them so give me a break."

Neaola sighed sharply and looked at uncle Jack. "Can't you do anything, you know take the data and do something?"

Uncle Jack shook his head. "I'd need an AI for that and I don't have one."

Neaola started to shake her arms in rage and started to yell at them. "Then how are we supposed to come up with a plan if you…" She pointed a claw at Sil "Can't read Sangheili and you…" She turned on uncle Jack "Can't do anything with out a… whatever it is you call it?"

Sil gestured at Neaola and said. "What about you?"

Neaola just slapped her hand to her forehead and said behind gritted teeth. "Because my eyes are too big for the lenses so thanks for asking miss clever."

Sil had an idea but she didn't like it one bit. "Well if I can't read it we're going to need another Sangheili who can."

Neaola crossed her arms she seemed to do that a lot, and asked sarcastically "Oh and I guess you know whom to ask?"

"Yep." Sil answered and added. "And he's up on that catwalk."

Jackson 001

After climbing up a 20-meter ladder Jackson, Sil and Neaola stood over the unconscious Sangheili whose face was a blood soaked mess. He had reddish grey skin with a scar on the left side of his face going down from his eye right to the lower jaw. "Wow that looks like it hurts. Are you sure he's still alive." Just as Neaola finished the Sangheili's foot twitched.

"Yep." Jackson sighed. "He's still alive, come on lets get him down below."

After a lot of teamwork Jackson and a team of Kig Yar miners managed to lower the Sangheili to the ground floor by rope. Jackson then dragged the Sangheili to a pair of gravity clamps attached to the wall. Jackson presumed this is where they had held Chackrol and Jackson couldn't help but smirk at the irony. Shortly after he had clamped the Sangheili to the wall, Jackson took the opportunity to swap the Sangheili's HUD lenses before he woke up. Sil, Neaola, Nip Nap, Flip Yum and Raskal all stood around the Sangheili as he sluggishly opened his eyes. "Rise and shine sleepy head." Raskal snickered, tapping the Sangheili on the cheek.

The Sangheili's eyes shot open and he glared at each person in front of him except for Sil who was just behind Jackson. When his eyes met Jackson's visor he roared and pulled on the clamps holding him to the wall. The Sangheili started making garbling sounds and Jackson turned to Sil asking. "Can you make out what he's saying?"

Sil shook her head. "I can't understand a word he's saying."

"That's because his jaws are dislocated." Neaola said pointing to the Sangheili's limp jaws. "I speak Sangheili and all I'm getting from him is garble garble bla bla."

Jackson turned and eyed the Sangheili as he tightened his hand into a fist. "Well then we're just going to have to fix that." With out another word Jackson delivered a hard punch to the left side of the Sangheili's face. There was a loud crack and pop as the blow knocked two of the Sangheili's jaws back in place. The Sangheili cried out in agony, shaking his head violently from side to side and pulling harder on the clamps.

"WAS that necessary uncle!?" Sil yelled stepping forward to stop Jackson from hitting him again.

"AAAAAA FILTHY HUMAN mishoom!" The Sangheili roared displaying his fractured fangs.

"Can't say it didn't work." Jackson said with a shrug.

Sil rolled her eyes and sighed. "You didn't need to punch him."

Jackson stepped forward and said to the Sangheili's face. "He had it coming."

The Sangheili growled at him. "Demon I fear not the path of death I welcome it." He snarled.

Jackson gripped the top of the Sangheili's blue helmet and made him look into his visor and said plainly. "You know, that's what they all say. But you really want to know what I find interesting?" He leaned in closer to the Sangheili's face and whispered. "The ones that defy death openly are really the ones who fear it the most." Jackson clamped his hand around the Sangheili's throat and applied pressure. "So why don't you cut the bullshit and just maybe you'll get through this alive?"

Jackson could feel the Sangheili's pulse quicken as a slight tremble went down the Sangheili's spine.

"What… what do you… want from me?" The Sangheili gasped.

Jackson lessened his grip but kept his hand on the Sangheili's throat. "That's the easy part, you just have to read the information you have on your new HUD, and I'll know when you're lying so don't play games with me."

Jackson let go of the Sangheili and retook his spot in the group. The Sangheili was silent for a moment as Jackson saw from his expression he was thinking long and hard. "If I'm co-operative how do I know you won't just kill me as soon as I'm no longer any use to you?" The Sangheili finally asked. "You humans are well known for your skill in lying and back stabbing."

"You have my word." Jackson answered coldly.

The Sangheili snorted at that, not believing in Jackson's promise. "How do I know you will keep your word?" He sneered.

"Because I'm going to hold him to his promise."

Sil came out of her spot from behind Jackson and let the Sangheili see her clearly.

Sangheili on the wall

He stared at the female for a long time when she finally revealed herself.

Her beauty had left him dumbstruck as he watched how gracefully she moved. She was short for a Sangheili and even though she wore baggy clothing and steel silver plaiting, it did not hide her slender features. Her black hair was long, spikey, and smelled like fresh fruit. A single white streak of hair went down one side of her face. Her tan coloured skin looked smooth and soft. Her face was what held his gaze the most. Her young face had a plain yet intimidating expression and was a lighter tan with brown freckles dotted around her cheeks. He noticed the cut on the left side of her face he had made when he was fighting her on the catwalks was being held shut by some sort of tape. And then there were her eyes. Those intensely green eyes seemed to glow and see right into his soul.

Just seeing this female reminded him too much off home, and his beloved Lrisa. Oh how he missed her.

Suddenly a hand waved in front of his face, snapping him out of his thoughts and back into reality. "Focus." The human stated. How long had he been staring at her.

"What's your name?" The female asked.

Strangely she spoke in human English instead of Sangheili but he had learned to speak it so he replied. "How about you tell me your name first little wolf."

The female gave him a sceptical look but she answered. "Sil."

He frowned. "Sil? Sil who?"

She crossed her arms over her chest and countered "One question one answer. Your turn."

He smiled slightly on the good side of his face, Sil reminded him a little of his wife. He bowed his head slightly and finally answered. "Teal'c. Teal'c Mano. That is my name."

Sil's face seemed to brighten up at his co-operative answer. The human just stared at him; well at least Teal'c thought he was. It's hard to tell with that helmet. Teal'c could see his battered face in the Human's reflective visor and cringed when he saw his mangled right side jaws hanging limp under his muscle, he couldn't even feel them as they hung uselessly off his face. Sil took a few steps forward and craned her neck to look up at Teal'c's face. She was even smaller up close. "I hate asking this but we really need your help. Chackrol's life may even depend on it."

She had some nerve to ask him for anything. She killed his friend and had broken half his jaw. She had no right. Then again, it was his fault for being here in the first place, and it was his fault his friend was dead. Most of all it was his fault for being bested by a woman in combat. "Aiding my enemy is not only shameful, it is treason, punishable by death." Teal'c paused then added. "It's less than I deserve." He looked Sil in the eye and stated. "As you wish little wolf, I'll help you. I'll take your word over a human's on one condition." Teal'c looked past the group in front of him and over to the crates on the far side. He knew what lay there. "You let me say my goodbyes to an old friend, and then I'll help you."

She nodded sympathetically and stood back as the human came up to his side and deactivated the gravity clamps.

Location: In Forerunner structure.

30 minutes earlier.

Chackrol Roscal

Chackrol would have been overwhelmed with excitement if it weren't for the gun prodding him in the back. Ral had sent small hovering balls ahead of them and was following their line on a holographic map. Chackrol was surprised to find that the interior was heavily damaged. All the Forerunner structures he'd been in were always well preserved and flawless. But this one was in disrepair. The walls were scarred and battle torn, exposing the skeletal structure beneath. The lights on the walls were dim, leaving the hallways dark and foreboding. Sangheili eyes were nocturnal so Chackrol could see clearly in the low light of the hallways. It was also dusty and smelled of ash. What had happened here to cause such destruction? He wanted to look over his shoulder to the odd looking red armoured Sangheili, but every time he tried the Ultra would shove him or hit him across the head with the butt of his gun. Chackrol did take the time to check his damaged robotic right arm. The casing had been dented and cracked open, exposing the gears and wires inside. It wasn't completely mangled so he could still move it, but it creaked and groaned with every movement. The bent casing gave him an idea but he dare not try in front of the eyes of the Ultra.

They suddenly came to a halt as Ral stuck his arm up and all went silent. Chackrol could hear Ral growl slightly as he sniffed the air like a Sangheili wolfhound searching for its prey. Ral let out a deep rumble in his throat as he turned to look at his men. "What is it holly one?" The Ultra asked from behind Chackrol.

Ral had a grim expression as he flexed his lower jaws in thought. "There's something in the air that doesn't smell right, it's faint but it's definitely there." He signalled with one hand and two of red armoured Sangheili moved to the front of the group. Chackrol finally got a good look at them and they were nothing he had ever seen before. From head to toe they were covered in crimson armour that was large yet elegant at the same time. Their chest plates were sleek with orange symbols. The shoulder and arm guards were curved into fine tips also showing orange symbols. Their thigh and calf guards were a similar shape but holstered odd-looking weaponry. Their helmets were the most peculiar. Boxy with sharp angles and a T shaped visor that glowed bright blue. When they went past Chackrol saw on their backs that they had some strange looking spheres attached to their armour that glowed a faint white. They went past Ral and took out small looking hilts that looked nothing like an energy blade. They both ignited their weapons and a single red, orange blade sparked to life. The blades were long, sleek and curved at the tips, their orange glow lit up the dark hallway and cast gloomy shadows. The crimson Sangheili slowly scanned left, right, up and down then turned back to Ral. "No life signs detected." One of them said, the helmet made his deep voice sound hollow and metallic.

Chackrol smirked at Ral and let his sarcasm shine. "I didn't think paranoia was your thing Ral." Chackrol let the name hang in the air for a moment then added. "Small hallways getting to you?"

The Ultra smacked Chackrol in the back of the head causing stars to appear in his vision. "Be silent cur." The Ultra spat.

When his vision cleared he could see Ral's passive expression. Ral made a single grunt then continued on. Once again Chackrol was shoved and made to follow on. The Ultra was getting on his nerves now but Chackrol had his own ways of being annoying. He kept his sight on Ral's back and cheerfully started singing. The empty hallway echoed his merry tune of a Kig Yar pirate nick-named Star-menace. The Kig Yar got the name for being a pain in the ass to the Humans and ex-covenant. Chackrol could tell his song was annoying the Ultra, from his deep growling. Chackrol had finally got to the end of the Ultra's good mood, with a roar the Ultra grabbed Chackrol's robotic shoulder and spun him around. The Ultra shoved his plasma rifle under Chackrol's chin and snarled at him. "Enough of your childish games, be silent or I'll cut out your tongue."

"What no autograph, you wound me Ultra." Chackrol pouted.

"Your very voice defiles this holy place."

Chackrol laughed at that. "You're right about one thing." He looked at the holes in the walls. "This is… a holey place."

The Ultra pulled his arm back to jab Chackrol in the face with his gun when Ral ordered "Zoopa control yourself! We need him alive and undamaged."

Zoopa lowered his weapon and glared at Chackrol through his helmets lenses. He snorted at him and Chackrol was about to say something witty when one of the crimson Sangheili called out. "Life signs detected."

Ral spun around and looked at the Sangheili. "Where, what direction?"

The crimson Sangheili looked all around him "Multiple directions!" He pointed. "In the walls!"

There was scuttling sounds echoing through the dark hallways. Chackrol caught a glimpse of a face staring at him through one of the dark holes in the wall and vanish just as quick as it appeared. Chackrol felt a fear so primal it sent a shiver down his spine. "What was that!?" Chackrol said in apprehension as he kept his eyes on the hole.

"We are surrounded!" The crimson Sangheili said seemingly keeping his cool.

Something wet and slimy latched itself to Chackrol's robotic arm. Chackrol looked down in shear horror as hundreds of slimy tentacles wrapped and squirmed around his arm. The thing had a pale round spikey body, which wriggled with excitement. Chackrol let out a primal roar and grabbed it with his free hand and tried to yank it off of him. The Ultra was screaming too but Chackrol didn't take his eyes off the thing attached to his arm. The little bastards body was to slippery to get a good grip and he could feel it was trying to dig its sharp tentacles into the thick skin around the seal of his robotic shoulder. Chackrol did the only thing he could think of. He clamped his jaws on the things back and it exploded with a loud pop. The taste was unspeakably disgusting as Chackrol gaged on the slime caught in his throat. He felt like he was going to puke but that feeling vanished when he saw what was happening to the Ultra. Another one of the little slime balls had locked itself around Zoopa's helmet and wasn't letting go. The Ultra flailed his arms around in panic as he desperately tried to get his helmet off. "THE FLOOD!" Ral roared as he pulled out two of the same red orange blades as the crimson Sangheili had.

"So" Chackrol thought, "This is the Flood."

All around him more of the Flood came out of the holes in the walls and started to swarm them. Chackrol's earlier idea came to mind and he brought up his robotic arm. He took hold of one side of the cracked casing and yanked hard. There was a loud metallic screech as he pull away apart of the casing and held it in his hand. Now armed with a piece of sharp and serrated metal, Chackrol wasted no time making his escape. The Flood tried to leap onto him but were cut down as soon as they got near him. As he ran past Zoopa he could see the Flood thing had got under his helmet and was now digging into his mouth. Chackrol left the Sangheili to suffer as he ducked and rolled past the other crimson Sangheili and with all his will ran for his life back down the way they had came with the Flood close behind.