Level 22: The way the world ends…
Cortana whispered. "I chose him. But you knew that. You can see it in my data string. Everything in my existence, you have already seen. Do you think… no, wrong way of phrasing it. Will he come for me?"
Siren sat opposite of Cortana and smiled. "He will come this time. The present is different. We have made the right choices. He will not abandon you."
Cortana lowered her eyes. "I don't know how much longer I can hold on."
"You've come this far. You can go further."
"I was never human." Cortana moaned. "Everything that I am is nothing but stolen memories and strings of code. You, Siren, had a life once. You know what its like to live."
"To love." Siren added.
"The Chief… John." Cortana smiled. "It's not that I love him. He is my best friend. I've seen his heart, his mind, felt his pain and his loss. He is my best friend, my only friend, and I…."
"Cortana!" Siren shouted as she reached out to the image. Siren tracked the data transmission from High Charity and watched as it vanished into the fold of space and time. "Cortana. Good luck. I can't come with you this time. That was the mistake we've always made. This time, we must work separately."
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Ark Excavation site // Mombasa observatory
ONI Facility Bravo A-11092G: The Gatekeeper
"Report!" Eric shouted over the COM. He took a knee near a large rock and watched as several Banshees and hornets danced around each other overhead. Plasma and artillery were swapping back and forth and the eventual explosion of the lesser skilled pilot echoed in the distance.
Kate G017 replied back. "Infantry is inbound. Jackal's up front followed by grunts and brutes. My team is being cut down. I'm trying to pull them back…" An explosion sounded on the line. "… too many of them! I can't keep the team together!"
Eric checked his HUD and displaced a map of the terrain. Kate's squad was protecting the entrance to the facility. Dave G021 and Greg G009 were defending the launch bay and too far to get into position to assist Kate. Eric had to think. He was the closest to aid Kate, but once Doctor Halsey's ship took off he needed to lead the assault into the Ark.
Eric tapped Mathew on the shoulder. "I'm going to help G017. You lead the charge inside the Ark if I'm not back in time."
"19, you sure?" Mathew replied. "What about Gridolee?"
Eric thought for a moment and the map reappeared on his HUD. No, Gridolee and the grunts were still providing AA cover for the ONI Brass and their escaping Pelicans. "No, I'm the only one. You know the call." Eric turned and sprinted up the makeshift stair well of rocks and crates to the facility entrance level. He cut through the hallways as fast as he could, passing the second platoon that would aid in defending the base if the brutes got in. He neared the main access stairwell and climbed. The SPI armor was responding magnificently to his movements, carrying him faster than twice his normal pace.
As he neared the top of the stairs he could hear the exchange of fire from Kate's Fire Team and Eric flipped his rifle's safety off. He pulled the stock to his right shoulder and checked his motion tracker before he opened the door. Only two friendlies were moving on the other side. He opened the door, and instantly powered on his forward shield generator. A silver glow hovered over his chest, stomach, groin, neck, thigh and head. He gripped his rifle with his left hand and his left forearm also glowed silver. It was a near perfect forward shield for a firefight, as the openings in the shields were minimal to enemy fire, but a well placed grenade would end it instantly. Eric knelt low, spun toward the enemy fire and opened up with his assault rifle. Three jackals were caught off guard from the spray as grunts panicked in the wake. Blue grenades flared in their hands as Kate ran up to Eric's side. With a Battle Rifle in hand she put down the grunts before they could toss the plasma grenades. The loose and charging plasmas flared and exploded in the pack of nine brutes. Some died in the explosion while others merely growled in protest.
"Sir!" Kate shouted. "What are you doing here? Why didn't you send support?"
"I am your support, rookie." Eric calmly shot back as he duck walked while firing. He slipped into cover and reloaded his rifle. Eric had a quick thought of Melanie and how she would have made a silly comment in the heat of battle in order to ease the tension, but no such comment came.
Kate replied, "But Sir, you're an officer… you shouldn't be exposing yourself to enemy fire unless absolutely necessary." Kate sounded off the practical military structure.
"Details, details." Eric added in his best attempt at mocking something Melanie would say. Eric looked around the small defendable position that Kate and her last contingent of marines had secured, and he noticed that he Brutes had penetrated a nature funnel caused by the rock formation beyond the ridge. Eric lowered his rifle in exchange for his RPG. He stood and climbed the metal crate he was positioned behind, and fired into the pack of enraged brutes. Their mutilated carcasses littered the floor around them. Eric knelt back behind cover and reloaded the RPG and switched to his rifle. "That should hold them for a minute. Regroup your fire team and focus on that bottleneck. You can't miss obvious tactical advantages like that. Don't let the brutes pass."
"Yes sir." Kate began to push supply crates and radioed for more troops to be sent to her six. The door to the launch deck of the Gatekeeper facility parted and a dozen marines filed in.
Eric opened a closed channel to Kate and reminded her, "Think ahead, 17. Anticipate the enemy and then think of what they might do to beat your best scenario."
"Sir?" Kate stuttered. "I think I understand."
"17, you are in the Black Ops now. I don't want you thinking like a mere piece of cannon fodder. Use that brain of yours! I have to get back. Defend this position."
"Understood 19." Kate shot back. She turned to her new marine compliment and looked around the facility entrance. Trees and crates were everywhere. Foxholes made it almost impossible to establish a good offensive against the entrance. Eric was right, and Kate quickly recognized her error. She wasn't using the environment the way Mathew had showed her during the game of King of the Hill. The entire area was a defendable fortress. "Setup turrets and displace trip mines near those tree lines!" She shouted to the marines. I want turrets in the foxholes and make sure you all have a supply of bubble shields." She swallowed the painful memory of all the troops she allowed to die during the first assault. She wasn't thinking and it cost her a great deal of human life.
Eric was racing back to the breach point and was listening in on the numerous chatters of the squads. He had singled out Kate and was listening closely to her orders. As a platoon El Tee, he could listen in on any open communication amongst the squads under his command. Thank goodness for that, because it allowed him to pick up the sound of panic in Greg 009's voice. The Spartan IIIs weren't fairing too well in the Guerilla War department.
Kimberly Peters had trained the Black Ops to be thinkers, deadly, silent, and experts in recon and surveillance. Eric recalled how many times he and the rest of the Black Ops had been separated from the squad and forced to complete there missions solo. One Black Ops was as deadly as an entire platoon, simply because the Black Ops were masters of Guerilla and Terrorists tactics behind enemy lines.
The Spartan IIIs were trained to be cannon fodder; typical resources thrown at an enemy like munitions rounds. It must have been Ackerson's belief that if he had enough SIIIs he could throw them at the Covenant and the Covenant would retreat. A waste of skillful soldiers.
"09, report." Eric ordered.
"Brutes… flying brutes inbound at the elevator!" Greg radioed back.
Eric switched channels. "Moles, do you see inbound heavy weapons?"
"Uhh… Roger that El Tee! Six Tango heavies inbound on phantom carriers!"
Eric switched back to Greg. "Listen to me, 09. You have to hold off those Brutes. They are trying to clear a landing area for their inbound heavy weapons. Keep your head level, displace your fire team and take them out."
"I'll try sir…" Greg started to say, but Eric quickly cut him off.
"You will not TRY, soldier. You WILL hold off that Brute wave." Eric switched. "Gridolee, inbound Heavy weapons. Topside Moles will give you a target vector."
"Understood honorable one."
Eric switched again. "Doctor tell me you are ready for lift off."
Catherine Halsey replied back on the line. "Engines are now at 95, Eric. They need to be at full power in order for me to go to slip space before I hit orbit. Any later than that…"
Eric interrupted. "and you'll be shot down. I understand. How long before you can depart?"
"Six minutes to spin up the Shaw-Fuji light drive." She replied. "When they are ready, we can launch."
"Understood ma'am." Eric stopped as he reached Mathew's side. "Six minutes."
"Do we always have to cut it close?" Mathew sighed.
"That's what we do." Eric huffed. He then opened his wide COM. "Report."
"Heavy infiltration team topside." Kate radioed back. "We are holding."
"Launch deck is clear." Dave sounded off.
"Elevator still under heavy fire from multiple Tangos." Greg added. "They are wearing jump jets of some kind. We CAN hold them off, 19."
"Enemy heavy weapons are holding just beyond weapons range." Gridolee commented on the line. "I suspect they are waiting for the ground troops to infiltrate and take out our Anti Air guns."
Eric shot back to everyone. "We need to hold for four minutes, and then we can let the Airforce scare the hell out of the brutes."
Four green lights diplayed on Eric's HUD, and then he began the hard part; waiting. He pulled up his HUD terrain map and rolled through the various data layouts, field locations of troops, and enemy Tango's. Rose had set up both Eric and Mathew's SPI armor with security feeds of the Gatekeeper facility. This allowed Eric to see anyone that was in the facility on a cross section floor map. He could see yellow allies facing off against red covenant troops, and green dots signaled a COM burst in which he could instantly access. He flipped the map from section to section, monitoring every encounter, gave instructions and repositioned groups. The SPI armor gave him more resources then the Modified ODST armor could, and twice the protection. With a thought, he could contact Gridolee and order him to displace his troops and guns, or contact an SIII and tell them to fall back or advance to another section. He was in complete control of his Platoon in a way he could only dream of.
After a few moments Eric's COM blurted, "Shaw-Fuji light drive is hot. We are ready to exit." Catherine radioed.
Eric lit his wide COM. "All forces, push back the brutes as best you can. Hornet and Pelican escorts, prepare to defend the ship!"
The base began to rumble beneath as the relatively small UNSC ship pushed its engines and began to motion out of the Gatekeeper facility. The ramp doors parted, revealing the open sky as Catherine throttled to full power. "Kelly, weapons ready."
"Yes ma'am." Kelly replied as she powered up the forward guns. The sky opened in front of the ship as Gridolee's AA guns began to spray about at anything that would attempt to come close to the ship. Explosions marked the sky, banshees ignited in flames, seraphs split in two, and phantoms imploded. The ship successfully cleared the ramp and Catherine accelerated the main engine and powered off the Artificial Gravity field. A contrail of smoke followed the ship as it climbed upward. The hornet escorts gave up their guard as they could no longer keep up, but the pelicans continued to pursue until the ship was clear of brute seraph patrols.
"Doctor Halsey." Lord Hood radioed. "I have you on NAV-SAT. You are clear for Light Drive."
"Understood." Catherine replied.
"Good luck." He commented. The small ship created a violent tear in subspace as it rocketed out of the atmosphere. An explosion of subspace parted the sky and the ship slipped through as it closed. Kelly and Doctor Halsey were off to find out what happened to Blue team on the classified world called Onyx.
Eric lowered his head. "All troops rally to fall back positions. Facility defense force you are go for active defense."
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Eric's message echoed in the small officer's lounge in the heart of the Gatekeeper Facility. Wesley Williams, the ONI spook that had been following Eric since they were both stationed at the New Mombasa facility, sat at his desk and slowly messaged his eyes. He pulled his pistol from its holster and examined the weapon for a moment before he stood from his desk. He pressed a red alert button and painfully lowered his eyes. Across from him was the unnamed spook that had executed Major Rawlings. "Your orders?" Wesley stated without looking at the man.
"See a brute," the man said as he strapped on his ODST armor, "then kill it. Nothing gets passed level 2."
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Eric opened his COM and contacted Lord Hood. "Sir, we are clear to infiltrate."
"Stand bye." Lord Hood replied. There was a momentary pause and then finally Hood came back on the line, except his communication was set to a wide frequency. "All ships fire at will!"
Eric turned and looked at Mathew. "You copy that?"
"Yes sir, we all did." Mathew nodded. "Clearly wide band… what the hell happened?"
"Gridolee check?" Eric questioned.
"The human fleet is attacking Truths ships." Gridolee stated as he stood topside and peered over the edge of the massive gorge overlooking the Ark.
"The Master Chief did it!" A marine shouted. Roars of applause and cheers echoed about the numerous marines and ONI personal waiting behind Eric and Mathew.
"Wait... something is happening…"Gridolee added over the COM. "The Ark… is…" The line went flat and static washed through the COM.
"Lieutenant!" Eric shouted. "Gridolee!" The ONI Facility rumbled as loud metallic grinds filled the air. It was coming from everywhere, yet Eric had the feeling that it was coming from the Ark.
"All COMs are down sir." A marine shouted. The vibrations intensified and then suddenly stopped.
"Anyone topside?"
"I am here, honorable one." Gridolee returned on the line.
Eric exhaled in relief. "Report."
"I… I do not know what has happened. Truth's ship is leaving, it is entering a … I do not know what it is. His fleet is fallowing. I believe it is some form of subspace rift."
"Did the Ark fire?" Eric questioned.
"Yes." Gridolee replied.
Greg 09 radioed, "Sir, all Tango's are retreating! They're pulling back!"
Eric tapped Gridolee's COM. "Confirm?"
"Yes." Gridolee simply added. He was clearly stunned by something. "Phantom's are withdrawing, and the Brutes are… leaving."
Eric's wideband COM cut in. "What did Truth just do? Did he activate the rings?" Lord Hood coughed over the wide band COM.
"No sir…" Came an unfamiliar female voice. "But he certainly did something."
"Evacuate wounded and regroup. Wherever truth went…" Hood continued but a mole cut across his transmission.
"Sir, new contact slipping in."
The female voice replied over the wide band COM. "The Flood… its spreading all over the city." Eric clinched his fist, wanting to comment on the line, but he didn't want to interrupt.
"How do we contain it?" Hood replied.
The woman on the opposite end of the wide channel burst answered, "Find the crashed ship, overload its engine core. We either destroy this city, or we risk loosing the entire planet." Eric noticed that whoever she was she knew what the Flood were capable of.
Hood answered. "Do it." The wide band frequency terminated and Hood switched back to Eric's channel. "Black Ops, were you monitoring?" Hood coughed once again to clear his throat.
"Yes sir." Eric replied on the channel. "What happened?"
"Truth found a way to fire the Ark, but it doesn't look like he activated the rings. Some kind of massive rip in subspace is floating over the Ark. For now, we have time. Sierra 117 is moving into Voi to take out that flood ship. Your sector is secure but I don't want anymore damn surprises. Get inside the Ark and find out what the hell Truth has done and where he's going. Secure the Ark if you run into any resistance."
"And the Flood?" Eric questioned.
"The Master Chief and the Arbiter are on top of it."
"Understood, sir." Eric stated as the line terminated. He turned to his team as Gridolee, Migpap and the Spartan's ran into the Ark access cave with him and the Platoon. "Mount up." Eric stated as he climbed into a warthog passenger's seat.
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Rose folded her arms and sat on the bench in the heart of the mechanics bay. Equipment parts sat all around her as dust fell from the ceiling. Something had just happened and the Gatekeeper Facility was starting to show its age. She looked around as more and more officers began to file into the room. Nurses and doctors were bringing gurneys of patients and wounded soldiers from the surface levels to the safety of the lower realms of the Facility. The funny thing was that Rose didn't feel safe.
She didn't feel safe in the Elite's Inner Sanctum. She didn't feel safe on the Seed Ship and she didn't feel safe in Eden. She lifted her eyes and studied the metal support structure of the Mechanics bay. Rose was told that the bay was considered a fallout shelter, and designed to support the weight of the entire facility if the super structure folded into itself. Rose studied every bolt, insta-crete slab, metal railing, and support beam. The engineers that had built the Gatekeeper facility were right; the bay was rigid and very sturdy. The metal would bend just enough so that it wouldn't snap. The insta-crete support would reinforce the steel, but only enough to keep it from bending too far and giving-way. Ship grade titanium was used in certain areas to provide radiation fallout support and sturdiness. The Mechanics bay, in theory, really could support the weight of the entire facility if it collapsed.
She still didn't feel safe.
As the bay became more and more crowded, Rose stood and began to walk toward the test cave. It was dangerous to go outside of the mechanical bay's support structure, but Rose needed the isolation. She wandered into the dusty hills and mixed lighting. She climbed into an empty warthog, completely full of bullet holes, and took a seat on the passenger's side. Others began to walk into the bay as well, mostly to smoke and not bother the wounded and sick that were beginning to fill the mechanical bay. There was plenty of room for roughly two hundred people in the cave, so Rose didn't care if a few dozen smokers lingered about.
Rose put her foot up on the warthogs console and leaned her head back. She wanted to feel safe, and did everything in order to achieve it, but nothing helped. She closed her eyes and turned her head away from the people who were smoking roughly fifty yards away.
"Eric." She whispered as she wiped a tear from her eyes. She thought back to her last moment with Eric. She had shown him the Armor she had made for them, she had held him in his one moment of weakness, and they had made love; perhaps for the last time. She had asked Eric not to go, but she immediately realized how selfish it was to ask him to do that. She apologized for saying it. Eric wasn't a man who could sit back and wait, he never waited. From the moment he was old enough to fight, he fought. Eric had lost a lot in the war, more then Rose could comprehend, but Eric never gave up hope that humanity could win.
She thought back to that moment when she and Eric were finally alone, "Rose," Eric began. "I came back to Earth to help you find a way to fight the Covenant. I wish I had listened to you back when we were still in school. You were right. We can't beat the Covenant by throwing ourselves at them. We need weapons and superior technology. I lost all of my friends in this war, save only Mathew."
"Do you regret it?" Rose asked.
"No. I wouldn't be who I am if the series of events had not played out the way they did. The elites follow me. They see me on an equal footing as them, not in strength but in warrior's pride, and if I had not gone to Dorenth then we wouldn't have the elites' support."
"Do you … still hate them?" Rose questioned as she held Eric tightly in her arms.
"Kim died in combat." Eric said. "She was killed in a war against an enemy. The elites that killed her are probably dead. I can't forgive them for that, but I will work with them until this is over."
After that brief conversation, Eric stood and got dressed in the modified SPI armor. That was the only time Rose felt truly safe. When Eric was around she had the feeling that everything would be alright, no matter how tough it seemed.
Rose opened her eyes from her brief nap and looked up into the eyes of a young man standing beside the Warthog in a full marine uniform. The young man brushed his dusty brown hair.
"They told me you were in here." Wesley smiled.
Rose didn't reply, not because she was angry or didn't want to talk to him, she simply couldn't respond. Wesley was not Eric.
"I know I'm not the person you want to see right now." Wesley explained. "But I had to come down here and see you. Maybe I was a fling, a young boy you could have your way with, but you always made that clear to me. I was the foolish love struck boy that couldn't let go. I'm sorry I was so bitter toward you these past few months. I don't want to die with an angry heart." Rose sat up from her seat in the hog and looked at Wesley earnestly. He then continued. "The brute's broke through the top level defenses but they retreated once Truth activated the Ark, I guess none of them wanted to be left behind."
Wesley adjusted his armor and winced as he lowered his head. "But they didn't leave without giving me a little present." Wesley looked down as blood dripped from his sleeve. Rose hadn't noticed it until she followed Wesley's gaze. A spike was protruding from the side of his chest armor, barely noticeable unless he pointed it out. Roes jumped up and applied pressure to the wound, and frantically turned to call for a medic, but Wesley stopped her.
"Don't." He stated with confidence. "I've done too much in my short life. I helped kill the Major, because of ONI. I killed people who got to close to the Mark VI program when it was under your watch. I spied for Colonel Ackerson. So many humans have died by my hands…" Wesley winced in pain, finally showing what he was obviously feeling. "I killed so many people, Rose. Not the covenant… people. It was my job… I can't forgive myself. I was so afraid of death, of being killed, but… but … now… I'm not scared. I fought the brutes… killed a lot of them. I'm still a pretty good sniper."
Wesley leaned forward into Rose's arms. He was getting weaker, but he was keeping a straight face. Rose helped him to the ground and leaned him against the warthog's wheel. "I'm going to die. Die for my sins against humanity." He mumbled. "I didn't want to kill humans… people I work with. But ONI said it was alright. I always throw up when I'm scared. I didn't throw up this time." A small smile shined on his pain stricken face.
"Medic's are coming." Rose whispered as she looked up to see two men running toward them.
"You called them?" Wesley smiled. "I didn't hear you call them. You still … care. Don't you Rose? You care about a stupid kid like me."
"You're going into shock. Focus on me." Rose stated firmly. She pushed Wesley's head back and applied more pressure to the wound. She felt the long metal spike shift as applied pressure to his side, and Wesley grunted from the pain.
Wesley looked at her, "Rose. The flood have landed on Earth again… in Voi. On the other side of the Ark. You have to be careful… the Master Chief slowed them down… but you know what the flood can do." One of the medics pushed Rose aside and quickly unfastened Wesley's armor. Once the medic pulled off the chest armor he could clearly see the extent of the damage. He shook his head toward the other medic and they both looked at Rose.
"We can give him Morphine, to help." The medic whispered. He then showed Rose the problem. Brute spikes were nearly twelve inches long, and the tip of the spike sticking out of Wesley's side was only three inches; nine inches of the spike was sitting in his chest, and most likely passed through both lungs and his heart. Wesley was living on sheer adrenaline.
Blood flowed continuously out of the wound and every breath Wesley took became more and more raspy. He was fading fast and there was simply nothing they could do at this point. "He's lost too much blood. If we try to save him now, he'll be in more pain before he eventually dies. He's past the worse of it. He'll lose consciousness and then go peacefully. We're sorry ma'am." The Marine slapped a small injector of Morphine into Wesley's side and then walked away.
"I told you… Rose… I'm not scared." Wesley smiled. Rose leaned forward and kissed him on the forehead. She sat beside him and let him rest her head on her shoulder. "Hey … Rose? Don't … cry anymore… I… don't like it…" His breathing became long and slow until he eventually stopped.
"I'm sorry I hurt you." Rose sighed as she looked into the ceiling of the cave.
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The path ahead of Eric's convoy was brightly lit. A wave of glowing lights shined under the warthogs wheels as pulses of lights bounced about overhead. The Ark structure was alive and well, but as he rode deeper into the subsystems of the Ark he began to grow lightheaded.
A voice echoed in his mind, "Reclaimer… why have you come back?"
Eric shook his head. It wasn't his radio or his COM. He looked forward deeper into the path.
"Reclaimer… the Path is open… follow it. Do not come here."
Eric cupped his head. The voice was inside, coming from his mind. The further he went the more powerful it echoed.
The voice echoed once more, "Species 001, Homo Sapiens subspecies, Reclaimer. You must go to the Ark."
Eric finally answered, no longer believing that this was simply an hallucination. "I am in the Ark."
"No Reclaimer, this is merely the Path. The Ark awaits beyond the wormhole." The voice replied. "Species 004, Species 006, Species 009, Species 037 and Unknown Species have crossed the Path. They can not activate the Ark."
"This isn't the Ark?" Eric questioned.
"This structure, powered by Ark 001, is merely a slip space generator to the furthest point beyond quarantine radius. Ark 001 is the generator for reseeding Earth. Species 011, Humans, are the evolutionary subspecies of Species 001. Only Species 001 or Species 011 can power the control structure for the Ark."
Eric couldn't fathom what the voice was talking about. "What is beyond the quarantine radius, at the other end of the wormhole?"
"The Ark." The voice sounded annoyed. "Reclaimer, it is Installation 00. You must go there and activate the Halo Installations. Warning, Flood spores detected on the surface. The flood must not enter the Path. Odd, another Reclaimer has been detected near the Flood threat. This Reclaimer was recorded on Installation 04 and 05 recorded data nodes. His intent is … destructive to the Halos. Installation 04 communication is null. Replacement procedures are underway. This Reclaimer is not useful, however, you and your support will be. Quickly Reclaimer. You must seek the Path and I will close the wormhole behind you."
Eric looked upward as a golden glow began to wash over his body. He turned and watched as four more glows warped around others in the convoy. "What are you doing?"
"Adequate Reclaimers are following you with similar combat skin. I will take you to a means to enter the Path. There is no time to waste." Eric, Greg, Mathew, Dave and Kate vanished from the line of marines. The convoy stopped and everyone looked around nervously.
A marine in the same warthog as Eric shouted. "El Tee? What the hell? Now what do we do?"
Another wide COM broadcast echoed in everyone's ears. "Tell the humans to take heed." Radioed a deep elite voice. "This is the Carrier, Shadow of Intent. Clear this sector, while we deal with the Flood."
To be continued…
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// Ark Data Node...
// Species Classification Archive...
// File Retrieval Code // A-1-7-7-117-2uama3...
// Access DNA Brand // Elizabeth Rawlings
Species 001 : Homo-Sapiens (Ancient Human) :: Reclaimer classification :: Founder all classes
Species 002 //unknown readout error…. Catalog fault:: Founder Science-explorer Class
Species 003 //unknown readout error…. Catalog fault:: Science- Military Class
Species 004 : San'Shyuum (Prophet) :: Law Keepers
Species 005 : Sangheili (Elites) :: Military - Security class
Species 006 : Kig-yar (Jackals) :: working-security class
Species 007 : Unggoy (Grunts) :: working class
Species 008 : --- incomplete catalog data---
Species 009 : Jiralhanae (Brutes) :: Security-mining-explorer Class
Species 010 : --- incomplete catalog data---
Species 011 : Homo-Sapiens (Human subspecies) :: Reclaimer classification Human :: All Classes
Species 0… // data error misfile // thru Species 037
Species 037 : Yanmee (Drones) :: Working class
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-A135- Species 003 Possible deletion of catalog entry by Access DNA Brand // Standish
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-A172- Data error misfile, possible error in Ark Data Node do to Construct Intrusion during time event [1,675,523 hrs rotation 23460
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-A425- Data error recompilation by Construct Cortana-Siren... unknown time event.
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