User:Ebon Shadowshot/Dark Ambush

"We serve for a purpose. We serve for survival. We serve... for the Journey"

Canon Characters

 * Arbiter Thel 'Vadam
 * Fleetmaster Rtas 'Vadum
 * Terrence Hood

Fanon Characters

 * Ryas 'Yoram
 * Ler 'Fusom

Prolouge
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'''//Time: 9th Age of Reclamation (Sangheili Military Calender). March 3rd 2553 (UNSC Military Calender). Location: Hillside Memorial, Mount Kilimanjaro, Earth. Status: Ark Portal temporarily disabled//'''

Terrence Hood lowered his cap from his head, his expression was of dis-belief, "For us, the storm had passed... the war is over. But let us never forget those who journeyed into the howling dark and did not return. For their decision required courage beyond measure; sacrifice, and unshakable conviction that their fight... our fight, was elsewhere. As we start to rebuild, this hillside will remain barren, a memorial to heroes fallen. They ennobled all of us, and they shall not be forgotten."

The marines attending all had their heads low, most of them had lost good friends during the war. Lord Hood placed his cap back on his head, saluting the soldiers. Pete Stacker called out, "Present Arms!"

Seven of the marines raised their Battle Rifles, and fired into the air, a salute to the fallen. They fired a second time, the sound could be heard throughout the mountain. The marines fired a final time. The Arbiter, Thel 'Vadam, walked up to the Admiral. "I remember how this war started, what your kind did to mine. I can't forgive you," he raised his hand to Thel, "But you have my thanks, for standing by him to the end."

Thel gripped Hood's hand and shook it. "Hard to believe he's dead," Hood spoke in dismay. Thel turned his head towards the Sangheili Ship, Shadow of Intent, which was flying above the Ark's Portal. Thel concluded the conversation, "Were it so easy..."

Lord Hood stood in silence looking at the pictures of the fallen. Thel walked towards the edge of the hill, Thel jumped back as a Pelican flew up from the edge and landed on the side. Hord nodded an additional thanks to Thel from the entrance as the Pelican flew into the distance. A Seperatist Phantom soon followed arriving to pick up Thel. The Crimson armoured Elite in the Phantom stared at his Arbiter, "It's over, Arbiter."

Thel boarded the ship, "Not in the way we would of thought, though, don't you think?"

The Phantom flew back towards Shadow of Intent. Thel looked at the Portal, Without that gateway, Truth, would still be breathing and the Sangheili would be blindly following them, Thel thought.

On the bridge, Thel entered through a door and could see Rtas 'Vadum, looking at a holographic image of Earth. The continent of Africa was half burnt, due to the glassing. As Rtas noticed Thel, he began to talk, "Things look different, without the Prophet's lies clouding my vision. I would like to see our own world- to know that it is safe."

"Fear not, for we have made it so," Thel reassured Rtas.

"By your word, Arbiter," Rtas said clenching his fist to his chest. Thel sat in Rtas' seat, "Take us home."

The Shadow of Intent came to life and gradually moved towards Earth's orbit. In the Pilot Room, the Pilot's converced, "It's over."

The other nodded, "At long last."

Thel entered the room, where he could see a clear view of Earth. The Pilots clenched their fists against their chests. "Prepare the Slipspace drives, we're going home," Thel said taking a seat in the view. The Intent suddenly gathered speed and fired a blue beam infront of it. The beam became a slipspace Portal just as the Intent entered it. Thel looked outside, for the minute they would be in slipspace, the outside of the ship was a illuminating gaze at least. Thel smirked as he was about to return for the first time in seven years. The colours swirled and danced as if one image could only be viewed for a mear second. In a matter of seconds, a second beam fired from the Intent and created a portal to regular space. The portal was viewable for only a second as the Shadow of Intent returned to Sanghelios. Thel's smirk and his mandible's dropped as the opposite of what he expected revealed itself.

A ship fired it's plasma cannons at a Sangheili Defence Ship, obliterating it. Wreckage of Sangheili ships scattered the orbit of Sanghelios. Thel could feel the anger within him erupt in a fiery explosion of hatred. The Jiralhanae Doisac Reserve fleet had made it's presence known.