-They will show up sooner or later- I walk back to my room and into the shower. My knee still aches along with my forearm. I shrug it off, I'm a Spartan after all. I think upon several things thats happened previously. Some of it confuses me, but I'm sure it'll get explained.
Once I'm done, I put on my uniform again and head out to the intelligence office.

=heads to the lounge and after awhile walks away with around 1k credits=


ty officers

=starts walking around the halls looking for things to do=

Walk to the intelligence office, but the window is closed. I try the door, it doesn't open. -Its none of my business- I quickly scurry off, trying not to get caught. -This is awfully annoying- I go to the sparring room and begin quick jabs to the punching bag. Then a right side kick followed by a left hook, throwing it to the side. I knee it, keeping it in the air and I throw a quick couple of punches. I quickly get bored and walk off. -I need something to do, how about food? No, I already ate. Then maybe space again, no it gets to boring. Ok I'm going to-
I bump into a officer of some sort, paper go flying everywhere. I pick it up rather quickly, alot of experience from bumping into people helps. He thanks me and heads off to where he was going. I look back into space, noticing the elite ship coming above.

Paarthurnax stopped what he was doing.

"No he did not. Is there something you are not telling me?"

A few seconds of silence passed by.

"F'alas, tell me?

He looked to the Huragok, and saw him bringing something over. It was the hologram of the mysterious symbols.

"Thank you friend"

He now awaited a reply from F'alas. He knew he was hiding something now.

Paarthurnax shook his head.

"No, what did I tell you? Do not abandon you mission"

He placed his Nano-Pad on the table and placed the Hologram on top of it, sinking it into the screen.

"Finish your mission. What you have done is not relevant right now, we will discuss this later"

Paarthurnax again shook his head.

"Thank you Higher Than Most. You have done us a great honor"

He studied the Hologram with some depth as the symbol enlarged and became 3D. It was incredibly hard to make anything out, but the human's leader would be interested in this indefinately. He looked to the Huragok.

"Thank you, honestly thank you"

Paarthurnax waved and turned around before exiting the Laboratory. He was happy with his findings, and with what the fine Huragok had done for him. On the other hand there was F'alas. The one who he valued a lot, but committed heresy, that he knew not of until recently. He now debated whether to tell the Shipmaster and have him exiled or to spare him. A tough decision indeed.

The Phantom touched down in a canyon miles away from the Data Hive. That way, he could gather more intel and wouldn't be noticed landing. With only a few Kig-Yar and Sangheili Minors, he'd have to be selective. His shields lacked recharging equipment. Something that the trade had caused. He planned a strategy: The Kig-Yar, with their speed, should clear out the few outposts in the area and establish a watch point. Then, when they had taken out the watch posts, the Minors and him could move into the Data Hive and begin to download it's strategy, which a Yanme'e was here to help with. The Shipmaster couldn't spare a Huragok for him, the only one was tied up in the lab on something. He decided to put his plan into action. Gripping his Beam Rifle, he went into sniping position and watched....BINGO! An Insurgent had been sloppy, and left a fuel can next to the vehicle depot. "Take that out and that will clear the way for the Kig-Yar" he thought. He sniped the fuel can-which lit the Warthog on fire, traveled to a Propane tank, exploded, and finally, the depot was on fire. And the gunshots of Kig-Yar downing unsuspecting Insurgents let him know phase one was complete. The Kig-Yar flashed an infrared light only their species could see to indicate, "It's clear!". Before initiating Phase two, he needed rest. He closed his eyes......

What a wonderful place. He looked around and the mess hall was packed with people, all eating the fantastic food they had to offer. He walked over to the entrance to the food section. He entered and his mouth opened wide with his helmet by his side. There were over twenty different selections of meat on offer, fantastic. He grabbed a plate and grabbed three piles of meat.
Paarthurnax moved around to the other side where beetle juice and worms were on offer. He was not a fan of the worms, but the beetle juice was excellent. He grabbed two of those.

"I love those"

Paarthurnax grabbed some shade-crabs and zap-jellies, his favourite. His meal was pretty big now, and would fill him up for a while. He walked over to the nearest table and chairs and sat down, before tucking into his glorious meal. The taste was so delicious, the texture and the taste went excellently together. The best meal ever.

Delicious. He went back to the food section and placed his tray and plate into the mess pile ready for cleaning up. He grabbed his helmet and placed it back on his face. He headed to the exit. His belly felt gross, he had ate too much, with that huge pile of meat. However it remained delicious with it melting into his mouth, and it still settling in his belly.

"Ergh!"

He stopped for a few seconds, he realised that he had just berped and he laughed to himself. A funny moment indeed.

There was a big flash as F'alas woke up. "Where am i?" he asked. "Well, if it isn't MR. Split-jaw. How nice of you to drop by!" the human said, and walked out of the room. F'alas sat there thinking, "Oh no! I don't want to be on the MIA list. Someone will come....I hope." F'alas looked up at the ceiling, until a mechanical arm came down and grabbed his stomach, drugged him, and said, "Well, time for a nice sleep....while performing some tests!" the eccentric ball of flying metal said.

Paarthurnax entered the Hangar Bay and saw his Banshee in there. It was in bad condition. He cringed at the sight. He ordered a few Huragok to take a look at it, to try and fix it.

"See what you can do"

The Huragoks made no fuss, they just came over and had a look. Turns out it could be repaired, but it would take time. So he left the Huragoks to it. He walked over to the long hallway leading to the elevator that would lead to the bridge. He thought he would check up on F'alas.

"F'alas, how is your mission going?"

Paarthurnax waited a few seconds, nothing but static filled the communication equipment. He continued walking however.

"F'alas, respond that's an order?"

Again nothing but static. He now picked up his pace, power walking to the elevator. He flicked his helmet a few times, to ensure it was not his device. As he thought, it was not. One final time.

"F'alas, do you read me?"

Nothing at all. He now started to worry. He knew that something bad had happened. He now began running to the elevator, as it was still some distance away.