Space Pirate Homeworld-Year 2557, Empire Entrance
The Arbiter heard a wind different from the storm blow. He turned around and saw something disturbing. Ridley was sitting on the balcony, grinning evilly.
"Fiend! What is it you want?" the Arbiter yelled. Tura walked up slowly next to the Arbiter. Ridley sidled over a little on the balcony, and the Arbiter gasped at what he saw. The other four Elites were tied by a blue plasma rope on a purple machine that moved side to side.
"You will die, Ridley!" the Arbiter screamed deeply at Ridley. Ridley, still grinning, just said something simple and reminding.
"I warned you," he said. The Arbiter's eyes grew pure gold, and he ran straight after Ridley, Energy Sword ready to slit. Ridley rocketed into the air, flapped hard, and dived in for the kill, on the Arbiter. The Arbiter moved out of the way, and Ridley swung his whole body upward. There has to be something that can stump that winged beast, it's too dang intelligent! Perhaps a better timed dodge, but now Ridley is aware of what the Arbiter would do to counter that trick. Ridley sat for a moment, perched back on the balcony.
"Why did you stop? I was only warming up!" the Arbiter yelled, almost happily. A purple and hi-tech door that would take a man years to learn the combination for it busted down. A blue, sapien shaped creature walked out with an assault rifle that was taken over by blue goo eventually. The creature had the blue goo dripping all over it, completely covering its body. After a quick glance at the...thing...the Arbiter looked at Ridley.
"What's the matter? Cannot do the deed yourself?" the Arbiter said, overconfident. Ridley ignored the remark. What an unintelligent fool, Ridley thought.
Perhaps all he goes by is brotherhood and religion, Ridley thought. The blue creature ran straight for the Arbiter, roaring unnaturally. The Arbiter countered by slicing the creature with his Energy Sword, but the slit went through all the way, and its body regenerated.
"What is this thing?" the Arbiter called.
"Meet Krumarai, the phazonide minion of the Space Pirates!" Ridley screeched back. The Arbiter looked at the phazonide minion.
"By the Prophets," he said. "It is human."
Samus Aran's Ship-Year 2557, Somewhere in Space
Samus and Master Chief were almost at the planet that was mistaken for Earth. No Space Pirate attacks on their travel. No GFS transmissions. Nothing. The silence for so long wasn't natural.
"This is strange. We haven't had any interruptions during so long," Samus said.
"It's only been a couple hours. Maybe we're in a galaxy completely abandoned," Master Chief guessed.
"Maybe," Samus said. "But I'm going to stay alert." There was a long pause.
"Chief! I'm picking something up nearby!" Cortana notified.
"What is it? Another frigate?" Samus asked.
"No. Look over there!" Cortana pointed over in a direction. Chief squinted (behind his helmet, of course) and stared, surprised. Samus looked over there, too.
"A ring? I have no time for that," Samus said. Master Chief ran over and grabbed Samus's shoulder.
"You have no idea what that is," he said.
"It's a ring. What's to learn?" Samus wondered.
"Samus, that isn't just a ring. That is a Halo," Cortana said.
"Wow, big difference. I wonder if it belongs to an angel," Samus said sarcastically. Cortana sighed.
"A Halo is a weapon of mass destruction built by an ancient race known as the Forerunner. If activated, this weapon will destroy the entire galaxy. The Forerunner built it as a weapon to starve the Flood," Cortana explained. "Though whoever activates it will die as well," she added.
"We destroyed two already," Chief said.
"And on the second one we stopped an evil Prophet from killing everything, in which he tricked the Covenant to believe it was a religious journey, the so-called Great Journey," Cortana explained.
"Do we have to worry about it now? I am trying to end the Space Pirates' plan," Samus said.
"Fine. We'll go to Enrekeita," Cortana finished.
"Thank you," Samus replied.
Space Pirate Homeworld-Year 2557, Empire Entrance
"Yes," Ridley said slowly.
"It is human." The Arbiter narrowed his eyes. The phazonide minion paused and listened.
"Or should I say, it was human. Now it is engulfed by the deadly chemical phazon," Ridley said. "We bombed the town of Eurok with phazon once, and someone, as we thought they would, called the UNSC to come in their ships. When the ship flew over the first explosion site, we detonated another phazon-bomb. All of the marines died except for one, and he is right next to you." The Arbiter looked over at the phazonide minion, who was staring at him back.
"Are you a Spartan?" the Arbiter asked. What a stupid question to ask when the thing couldn't respond because its brain is 100 corrupted. The phazonide minion roared and darted at the Arbiter, and missed an attempt to melee the Arbiter with its gun. The Arbiter shot a spike grenade and hit the phazonide minion in its stomach. The grenade exploded, and there was a giant hole in the phazonide minion's gut.
"Haha," the Arbiter laughed. The phazonide minion cracked its neck intimidatingly, and the hole simply reformed to its original shape. A blue tentacle reached out and grabbed the Arbiter. Nothing was happening as a phazon tentacle wrapped the Arbiter. Ridley grew enraged.
"Why isn't anything happening? The phazon should kill..." Ridley paused when he saw the Arbiter break the tentacle and roared. He looked over at Ridley.
"Oh, my...God!" Ridley yelled. The Arbiter's right arm was throbbing with the blue chemical on it. He had mutated. On the very same side, his right half of his face was covered with phazon as well. The eye was white, and the rest of his body was normal.
"No! The phazon mutated the freaking idiot!" Ridley screeched, and bashed his claws on the balcony. The balcony was chipped, and the small piece of debris hit Tura in the head. Tura fell to the ground. Nearly going insane, Ridley forced hisself to command the Space Pirates.
"Take the unconscious one, and let all the Pirates go inside. I have to deal with this imbecile myself," Ridley told Krumarai. Krumarai nodded, and the Pirates took Tura's unconscious body inside. The Arbiter glared at Ridley.
"Why must you be so harsh?" the Arbiter barked. Ridley jumped down and stood on both legs, not hunching at all.
"My plan must continue...I must kill Samus...and...and..." Ridley paused. He was acting tired. "Kill anyone who gets in my way!" he yelled. He raised a claw, and attempted to crush the Arbiter, but missed. The Arbiter accidentally jumped and started to roll down the hill. Ridley flew upward and glided through the air. Then Ridley dived in at the Arbiter again. The Arbiter was rolling too fast to be hit, so Ridley saved himself from hitting the ground again.
"You will die tonight!" Ridley screeched. He spat red phazon, and it had almost hit the Arbiter. The Arbiter finally gained his balance and got up. He held his Energy Sword out. Ridley dove in and gripped the Arbiter with his claws tightly, one of the Arbiter's arms free. The Arbiter swung the sword at Ridley, and tried to slit him, but it didn't work. Ridley raised a claw, and readied to slaughter the Arbiter-right here and right now.
"Ridley!" a voice called. Ridley stopped and looked over at the source of the sound.
"Aran," he whispered. Ridley dropped the Arbiter-the Arbiter posed no threat now. The Arbiter got up, and almost shot Ridley with his Fuel Rod, but didn't. Ridley ascended into the air, and dove in towards Samus. He landed just in front of Samus-but didn't kill her.
"Why don't you just kill me now, demon!" Samus called to Ridley.
"Because I want your death to be slow and steady," Ridley said. Samus started firing at Ridley, and so did Master Chief. He was outnumbered-Ridley had three enemies on him; how would he win? Another stupid question.
Samus walked slowly out, but was pelted by the acid rain. She had to retreat back under her ship.
"John, don't go out there!" she told Chief. Master Chief didn't question why-he simply nodded. The Arbiter walked slowly towards Ridley.
"What's the matter, Aran? Can't handle a little rain?" Ridley taunted. Samus ignored Ridley. It was just like him to taunt like that.
"Where's Phantoon, Ridley?" Samus called. Ridley rolled his yellow eyes.
"He isn't here, I'll tell you that," Ridley replied.
"Where, then?" Master Chief asked. Ridley looked over at Master Chief.
"Nice, Samus. You have found yourself a mate!" Ridley laughed maniacally. Samus got ticked off. She nearly loaded a Super Missle-Ridley's main weakness-but stopped when she noticed that Ridley had been stunned somehow. Ridley fell face-flat (which must be hard 'cause he has a dragon's snout) and revealed the culprit of the stunning. The Arbiter stood there, with his mutated arm waving around very slightly.
"Arbiter?" Chief said.
"You!" Samus screamed and ran at the Arbiter, gun ready, yet only to be stopped by Master Chief.
"This Space Pirate must be killed!" Samus yelled, struggling to escape Master Chief's grip.
"He's with us!" Master Chief yelled. Samus stopped struggling, and Master Chief let her go.
"How so?" she wondered, panting.
"He's not a Space Pirate. He's an Elite. The Elites allied with us before our war was over-and they helped stop it-him especially," Master Chief said.
"But...its cellular structure is so much like a Space Pirate's!" Samus said.
"Cellular structure has nothing to do with what side you're on," Cortana told Samus. Samus calmed down. The Arbiter had his alienoid jaw-dropped.
"Spartan? You're alive?" he said, voice rising in pitch.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I am."
"But...the ring-"
"Didn't stop Spartan 117," Master Chief said.