(Chapter 4)

The giant front door opened for the 3 Spartans, revealing a huge room on the other side. The room put the door to shame. It was at least 100 feet to the ceiling and 500 feet from one wall to the opposite one. There was thousands of what the Covenant passed off for cargo crates scattered everywhere.

The Spartans busted through the door with their rifles up and at the ready. They split up to clear the room. Eric went to the right, Greg went to the left, and Jimmy went straight up the middle. Splitting up made clearing the room of potential threats quicker. Each Spartan searched everywhere that could be hiding enemies, but none of them found anything.

"Clear." Eric said

"Clear." Greg said.

"All clear." Jimmy said. "Regroup on me."

Two acknowledge lights came over the team comm. Moments later, Greg and Eric showed up at Jimmy's position. The three Spartans were confused. Each was wondering why there was no Covenant guarding the huge room.

"Where the hell is everybody? Eric asked.

"No idea." Greg replied. "I mean they had a shit ton guarding the outside. You think they would at least have some guarding the inside."

"You would think that, now wouldn't you." Jimmy said. "Any ideas Revy. I'm open to suggestions."

"I got one." Revy replied. "Just give me a minute."

There was a minute of silence while the three Spartans waited for Revy's input. All of the sudden, Jimmy's suit began to vibrate. He looked down at his hand and could visibly see it was shaking.

"Is there an earthquake going on?" Jimmy asked. "Or is it just me?"

"No, it's just you." Greg replied.

"Yea. You're shaking like a Polaroid picture." Eric added.

"Um Revy, what the hell are you doing to my suit?" Jimmy asked. "I'm going to be pissed of my suit shakes itself apart."

"Relax dipshit. It's not going to shake apart." Revy assured him. "I modified your suit to use sonar. I'm using it to map out the base. Just give me a couple more minutes and it should be completely mapped out."

"Ok then." Jimmy said. "While Revy works her magic, you two look in some of these crates and find out what's in them. Maybe you guys can find something we can use. While you guys do that, I'll stay here and keep doing my impression of a washing machine and I'm hope that Revy's right and my suit don't fall apart."

Greg and Eric spread out and left Jimmy to shake in his Spartan booties. They began opening crates and found all sought of equipment. They ranged from weapons, to grenades, to comm equipment. The two Spartans were able to search through six boxes each, before Jimmy stopped shaking.

"Ok. I'm done." Revy said. "Now that wasn't too bad, now was it?"

"You say that." Jimmy replied. "But you're not the one who feels like they just went through the spin cycle."

"Oh suck it up, you big baby." Revy said.

"Ok, what did you find?" Jimmy asked.

"I'll put it on your huds." Revy replied as her findings appeared on the Spartans huds. "Surprisingly there isn't much to this base. There's this supply room by this entrance and one on the other side. Each room has a single passage way here," Revy put a waypoint on the start of the passage. "The passages lead to the only other room in this base. This is a circular room at the center of the mountain. It seems that the only contacts in this base are in this room. I can't determine how many are there. But there are a lot of them."

"Good." Eric said.

"The more there is to kill." Greg started.

"The more fun to be had." Jimmy finished. The three Spartans then exchanged fist bumps.

"I have it hand it to you guys. You do know how to make this stuff sound like fun." Revy said.

"Yea we do and you know it." Jimmy replied. "Did you guys find anything we can use?"

"We found a crate full of plasma grenades." Eric answered

"Good. Pass them out." Jimmy said. Eric gave everyone 4 plasma grenades. "So here's the plan. I'm going to take point. Greg you are going to be in the middle and Eric will bring up the rear."

"That's what she said." Greg interrupted. Jimmy and Eric both punched him in an arm. "Tee hee, it was worth it."

"We will make are way down the passage and head towards the circular room in complete silence." Jimmy said while shooting Greg a look.

"What is there something on my visor?" Greg asked.

"Once there, we will enter the room and kill any targets inside. After we secure the room, we will search for the teleport and/or anything of importance. Is that clear." The other two nodded. "Good. Then let's get moving."

The three Spartans moved down the passage way in a staggered formation. Jimmy was in the front most position on the right side of the hall, Greg was in the middle on the left side, and Eric was in the back most position on the right. The three of them moved through the passage at a quick and quiet pace.

"That's the door to the circular room up ahead." Revy pointed out.

The three Spartans could see the door. When they got within 20 feet of it, Jimmy gestured the two to stop. Eric turned around to cover their six. Jimmy cloaked and left the other two behind to move towards the door. When he got to it, it parted, revealing the circular room. The room had two levels to it. The first level was just a flat circular floor with gaps in the walls leading to staircases that went up to the second floor. The second level looked like a balcony that went completely around the room.

Jimmy peeked into the room to look for contacts, but there weren't any. He then moved away from the door, far enough so that the door would close. After the door closed he uncloaked and gestured the others to move up.

Greg ran over to Eric and tapped him on the shoulder. Then the two of them ran over to Jimmy. Once they regrouped, using hand signals, Jimmy told the other two they would move in and secure the room. Greg and Eric acknowledged with a nod.

Jimmy began a countdown with his hand. 3, 2, 1, and then he closed his fist. As soon as his fist closed, the three sprinted towards the door. It parted and the Spartans rushed into the room. They scanned for targets, but once again, there weren't any. Realizing the room was empty; the Spartans walked to the center of the room and looked at each other.

"Alright, what the hell is going on here?" Eric asked

"That's what I'd like to know." Greg added.

"Revy, are you still reading enemy contacts in here?" Jimmy asked.

"Yes, there still here." Revy answered.

"Then where are they?" Jimmy asked.

"Oh rest assure Demon. We are here." A male voice said.

The Spartans scanned the room again. Looking for the source of the voice. They found origin at the entrance at the opposite side of the room then the one they used. It was a prophet. He was in his hover chair, with two honor guard elites, one on each side. The Spartans turned and aimed their weapons at them.

"What's the matter demons?" the prophet asked. "You look like your surprise to see me. That hurts you know. You probably thought that there was going to be a teleporter here, didn't you."

"How'd the hell you know?" Jimmy demanded.

"The answer to your question is quite simple" The prophet replied. "I'm the one who gave you that false information. You see, I was the one to leak that, in the hopes to bring you here. And what would know, it worked. You entered my little trap here. I brought you here so I can see these so call demons that have been trying to ruin the great journey, and frankly, I'm not impressed."

"Don't worry. That will change soon." Jimmy said "Which Prophet are you?"

"I see no problem in telling you my name, seeing how you'll be dead soon." The Prophet replied "I am the Prophet of Doucheary."

The three Spartans began to crack up exoterically.

"You incinlant heretics." One of the honor guard elites shouted. "Kill him."