The spectre's reach the closest speculated spot where the Prophet of Truth could be. When they reach it, they find a few bulks of destroyed weaponry; Warthogs, Wraiths, Ghosts, Scorpions. The bodies of the dead are scattered about. The hunters say nothing in solemn recognition of their bravery. "let us go." Makren said as they made their way.
(sorry, been gone...)
Makren stands... holding his sword in his right hand ignited.. He stares at the dead elite laying next to the dead human, infront about seven brute bodies lay burned and holed.. "Even these humans fight and die for an honorable death... this all just makes me more and more... angry with the prophets.. their lies... deception and skillful mastery of manipulating the manifest destiny of others.. however.. truth has been alive for much longer than I can imagine.." he takes a few steps forwards... a silver elite looks over at him, "Makren.. many of our foes have fallen though, many brutes and forth have fallen to the blade of the elite warriors.. and ofcourse our allies.. If we were created for truths purposes so be it, we are a failed creation.. so be it.. this is our time young makren.. its our time to be the master.." Makren looks back.. "The master of what.. a universe the flood are consuming? have you seen the reports from fortifications? Saying a massive ship resembling our proud mothership appears over the planet... and from it.. human and covenant transports land.. releasing millions of warriors.. even our ships are being turned against us.." The massive doors to a rather large looking church is seen infront of the group.. a marine looks over.. "You think he is in here?" the elite looks back, "noble human, I believe you may be correct.." the inside of the church appears to be glowing a strange white color.
"right we have arived" said zellos as a hologram of hi apeard in the room "well 101 you know how to pic them dont you she is hot" 101 laffed "right we are going to assult the brutes with 2 spartens and tekka we should be able to do some dammage get tactical and no fighting between you to ok or i will kill you both" puts zellos in his head unit
The spartan stood up and looked the elite in the eye. "I never said I was going to help you. I will not fight along side the enemy." She looked around the room and noticed the holopanel. Gautama was still inside the ships computers. He should have been helping her right about now. What the hell was taking him so long.
The Brothers grabbed hold of the giant rungs used to open the doors. "Ready... 1...2....3!" Un yelled and they pulled, the other hunters immediatly sent a volley into the church, sending three brute bodies flying toward them, dead before they hit the ground with a wet smack. "CHARGE" A silver clad elite said, and they rushed in, the Brothers first. De stood in a doorway, his bulk taking up most of the room, when he stopped and looked up. There was Truth, suspended in midair without his floating chair. "By the gods." Un said behind him. A brute guard came up and stabbed De in his 'stomach' Cutting through him. De fell to the side as Un blasted the brute. He dragged De back into the room before Truth's room. "De, Don't move." He said, trying to piece him back together. "I,....Dead...." He said, and the organisms inside his body started turning yellow. His armor fell to the ground and the organisms deflated and erupted, causing a yellowish haze to fill the room. "DE!" Un said, and then charged into the room, fireing blindly into the crowd of brutes.
Truth continues to float above the rest casting a massive white aura in all directions... Makren sees De die right before his eyes and realizes that this has gone far enough, he removes his armor... and takes the brutes fuel rod cannon and arm shield.. "They... Will. PAY FOR THIS!!!" Makren rushes into the room stabbing a brute in the chest collapsing his mid torso, a brute lunges at him only to be vaporized by Un in midair.. Makren and Un begin thier merciless blood fest all the way to the podeum directly under truth.. makren drops the fuelrod gun and the shield and looks around.. to see death everywhere... Un points his gun up, makren realizing his rage lunges onto un and tells him that if he kills truth... we could all die.. a eerie silence overwhelms the group...
truth begins to talk.. "I see your little forces are starting to get slain left and right... the brutes are faring much better than realized.. they even killed your little hunter.. oh well, his life was only to serve the greater purpose... Who is your master makren? who is your master Un... I am.. I am your GOD now.. and no huhamen... or Hunter... or Elite will stand in my way... All your life.. all of your history.. everything you know will fall before the MIGHT OF THE KYHAR!!" A voice is heard... short and stout.. "You didn't mention one race... " A little grunt moves his fuelrod cannon upwards and takes a pot shot at truth.. "You little bastard!! We GROW you fools.. " the little grunt looks back "you traitor.. Elites never harm us like you do.. Truth is heretic.." Other grunts start chanting "heretic! heretic! heretic!" the MC... Makren.. and UN stand at truths doorstep..
(Yea, probably, were near ending Truth's miserable life. But the Flood are still rampant, so join if ya wanna)
De stood there, looking in awe at the Grunt's newfound bravery. He nudged Makren "This, This is a day that will live forever in the chronicles of history. The Unleashing of the Hunters, The Destruction of the Brutes, The Bravery of the Grunts.. Truly, this day will live forever." He said, and once again aimed at Truth. "Makren, I am under your command, tell me what to do." He said, his voice unwavering.