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Origins of Gravemind, Chapter III
Posted By: HaloFighter92<HaloFighter92@AOL.com>
Date: 26 June 2005, 6:40 pm
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Chapter 3- The Sentence
Gamma Halo, the location of the Rebel Base, is one of the more isolated Rings, lingering with a small planet in a distant Solar system. The Arbiter was unfamiliar with the Rings; he has never set foot on them.
Ruka 'Ramagee, was telling the pilot of the dropship to activate the ship's shields. "'Ramagee, I don't believe it is ness-"'Ramagee bluntly cut him off.
"You don't understand! Those Heretics are using large Plasma cannons; they'll blow us out of the sky! Activate it now!"
At the Cartographer zone, the dropship's sensors read that it was night there. That allowed easier infiltration into the base. 'Ramagee trotted back to his seat, yet concerned for the newly born Erhi 'Arguree, "Arbiter, what is the matter?" 'Ramagee asked. But he already knew the answer.
"It feels strange, my brother. First, the Hierarchs believe I am a murderer. Now I am a holy Arbiter. I still cannot see the light of it all, brother."
"Do not dwell on it; you must be focused at the task at hand." Said 'Ulgaree, always the focused one.
"Brother Ulsa' is right, do not dwell on it." 'Ramagee restated.
"Great Trio, we have entered the Ring's atmosphere. Hold on my brothers!" yelled the pilot.
The entry into the atmosphere was smoother than expected. The Rebel base is a peninsula, yet it is concentrated inland, but many Heretic Unggoy still petrol the outskirts of the area. The drop ship sped toward the direct toe of the peninsula. Once it reached the beach, it stopped. The Unggoy on the turret was scanning the perimeter but the dropship had completely blended into its surroundings. Once it was clear, the dropship's clamps opened up.
The Arbiter only saw a desolate night sky, a wall of stone in front of the dropship, and the sand that waited to devour his feet. The adrenaline rush came over all the Sangheili. They all hopped out of the dropship, yet, being careful of how they landed, it was a long drop. "Hold position, brothers," spoke the Arbiter. They waited until the dropship sped out of sight, making their trip into the infested cartographer area less conspicuous.
The Great Trio and the Arbiter needed to find a way inside the Cartographer, where the main section of the base was located. It being in the middle of the peninsula made it harder. There was a large-size crevice in the stone wall, which was perfect for a surprise attack; if it isn't already a main entrance the Rebels use themselves.
"Alright Great Trio, we must travel through the crevice, but be quiet…we must not attract any attention."
This was an easy task for these warriors, including the Arbiter, "What shall we do when we reach the base your Excellency?" 'Kamaree spoke at last.
"Wait until further orders. We do not yet know the architecture of the base. Now, let us proceed." They all sprinted toward the opening, running through it, yet, quiet as an engineer. The crevice seemed to have infinite length, since it had many twists and dead ends; it took the band of four almost an hour before they reached the Cartographer.
Back at the Resident Abroad, Ship Master Luma 'Faramee was checking engine schematics. Everything is in perfect condition. However, there was a disturbance in hangar bay 02. The Commander of that sector reported in, "Ship Master 'Faramee, it seems we have some infiltrators down here. They are heading through our maintenance system, what shall we do?"
The reply wasn't a second off delay. "Guard every access trough the maintenance; if you find any of the infiltrators, I want them alive. However, if they commit any act of hostility, kill them immediately.
"Yes, Ship Master 'Faramee, signing off."
'Faramee wished to contact the Prophets about the incident, but it seemed it would be better if he was posted with more information. He was also worried, if the infiltrators were hostile. They could eliminate the Engineers that were working in the maintenance hall. He could not worry about that now; he had to visit the Brig to check up on the captured Rebels.
At the Inner Sanctum of High Charity, the holy Prophet of Peace has finally recovered, yet, a scar was left on his neck, a dark reminder of what had happened, which had the potential to haunt Peace forever. "So, who is the chosen one, Sorrow?"
A reply would all be too daunting for this victim of circumstances. "The Arbiter is Erhi 'Arguree, the one that…gave you that mark."
Peace lost his control, but kept it down afterwards. "What! Why?"
Hope spoke next, "Peace, the reason we chose the Heretic as the next holy warrior is because it is of great burden, and he is of great skill. Do not worry; he shall die as the rest have."
"There it is," 'Ramagee dictated. The four Sangheili hid behind a large foliated rock. The entrance of the base was heavily guarded; however, most of the Unggoy scum were asleep, and only two Shade turrets guarded the blast door of the Cartographer. The Arbiter explained the situation, "'Ramagee, what is our plan? We cannot simply barge in, even with our camouflage. We can't open the blast door without raucous. What is our initial plan, brother?"
It was an awkward moment, the area was closed in, and most of the rebels were using Needler's, one of the most deadly weapons of the Covenant at close range. Plus Shade turrets were already manned, making a direct assault suicidal.
It would take some strategy to destroy this battalion. 'Ramagee began, "Brothers, here is our plan…"
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