A year has passed

Ah…a year has finally passed. The years of our youth is fading and our end draws nearer…On the other hand…we cleared IP1 and stupid imagineering. Woot! But this year hasn’t been all fun and games. Good things must come to an end and bad things always seem to last forever…
>>>A reflection of year 06
Every Arbiter is created and consumed in times of extroadinary crisis
An Arbiter has been made amongst us…

TRUTH:

The Council decided to have you hung by your entrails and your corpse paraded through the city. But, ultimately, the terms of your execution are up to me.

ELITE COMMANDER:

I am already dead.

TRUTH:

Indeed. Do you know where we are?

ELITE COMMANDER:

The Mausoleum of the Arbiter.

TRUTH:

Quite so. Here rests the vanguard of the Great Journey. Every Arbiter, from first to last. Each one created and consumed in times of extraordinary crisis.

MERCY:

The Taming of the Hunters, the Grunt Rebellion . . . Were it not for the Arbiters, the Covenant would have broken long ago!

ELITE COMMANDER:

Even on my knees I do not belong in their presence.

TRUTH:

Halo’s destruction was your error, and you rightly bear the blame. But the Council was . . . overzealous. We know you are no heretic. This is the true face of heresy, one who would subvert our faith and incite rebellion against the High Council.

Truth presses a button on his chair, and a miniature hologram of an Elite in different equipment appears.

HERETIC LEADER:

Our Prophets are false! Open your eyes, my brothers! They would use the faith of our Forefathers to bring ruin to us all! The Great Journey is-

Truth cuts off the hologram.

TRUTH:

This heretic, and those who follow him, must be silenced.

MERCY:

Their slander offends all who walk the Path.

ELITE COMMANDER:

What use am I? I can no longer command ships, lead troops into battle-

TRUTH:

Not as you are. But become the Arbiter . . . And you shall be set loose against this heresy, with our blessing.

A large container pod floats into the center of the room, opening to reveal a suit of ancient armor surrounded by white light. The Elite stares at this for a moment, before turning back to Truth.

ELITE COMMANDER:

What of the Council?

MERCY:

The tasks you must undertake as the Arbiter are perilous, suicidal. You will die, as each Arbiter has before you. The Council will have their corpse.

The Elite rises, and walks toward the armor. He pauses before it, and looks to the pods containing the corpses of the Arbiters who fell before him. He reaches up and takes the helmet of the Arbiter, and places it upon his head, then looks to the Hierarchs.

ARBITER:

What would you have your Arbiter do?

He lives to regret these words…He goes on to learn that there was no "human annihilation", a lie from the prophets to bring satisfaction from the council with it their loyalty. There was one who doubted the prophets. Sesa ‘Refumee was his name. However he was branded a heretic and the blade of the Prophets and the council fell heavily on him. The Arbiter was dispatched to silence him and all who walk his path. Nevertheless, Tartarus, chieftain of the brutes slayed the heretic leader as the Arbiter hesitated to smite his wounded foe with his energy sword. Tartarus went back to High Charity claiming the head of the heretic leader as his own. The prophets and the council rejoiced at his victory but the Elites were ashamed and turned their faces from their once respected Arbiter.

And there was news. News that the prophet of Regret has been slain by the humans. The whole of the covenant mourned for the loss of its noble hierach. All except the Prophet of Truth and Tartarus, who allowed this incident to happen. Using the death of a hierach as an excuse, tartarus and his brutes overthrew the Elites as Guardians and Protectors of the Covenant. A civil war emerged but the Brutes easily put down the "rebellion".

The Arbiter, however was not one to be shaken by failure. Soon, he was given a new task. A task so great that accomplishment would mean salvation for all the covenant. Failure was not an option. Again, he led his brave Elites into battle and swept away any enemy that stood in the way but Tartarus was waiting again, waiting to claim the prize as his own, which he did. However, Tartarus did not intend to allow the Arbiter to live, lest he start an uprising against the Brutes. He pushed the Arbiter into the abyss and left for High Charity where honor and glory await him. Nevertheless, the Arbiter survived and with advice from the Gravemind, he went on his own journey together with his sub-ordinate, Half Jaw, are silently and secretly trying to overthrow the Brutes and restore peace and order within the covenant and the council even till this day. However the Brutes and the Prophet of Truth still reign over what’s left of the covenant. Little does the Prophet of Truth realise, Tartarus will one day overthrow the prophets and he himself will be Lord of the covenant…

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s