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Legacy of the Warlord

[Chapter One] Since time immortal many have striven to rise above to become pillars of a race. Sangheili have for generations rose to meet the challenges of the day. Some have come far from the rank and file of ordinary beings to become something truly great. This can be true. Yet this is not the norm. Each face great events that shaped them in some way. Leaders always need those who are willing yet, can control them in some way. Even the greatest of Hero's must face this one of many truth's. Powers that be have many ways of ending such a being if they see fit. Covenant have many mechanisms in place to keep those in line. Adherence to a Religion based on a dead race of advanced beings. Punishment for those who disobey. Those who turn away from this are Heretics. Forever banished or exiled from that races home world. Nomads to wander space. Yet hidden in between the political zealots religion are those who serve. They serve to collect information. Some serve as Eliminators who dispatch rivals or sabotage enemy's plans. I serve in this shadow area. Unlike others i did not serve the Prophets. Whom i served was important. Yet some whisper about me. About who i served. I say let them whisper. His legacy will carry beyond the Ninth Age of Reclamation. [Edited on 09.30.2012 5:00 PM PDT]
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  • Klones awoke to find another brother standing over him while he had slept. Now rising to see this Sangheili who had waited till he was awake. " So you are The Warlords little helper ?" Stepping back to allow him out of the sleeping pod. Unsure what that had ment. He silently walked over to his armor locker to find his armor was gone. In its place was a darker suit of armor used for Special Operations. " Not much to say. Lucky for you i am going to help you out." Dressing in his new armor unsure what this fellow warrior was blathering about but he listened intently. " I want to know what our friend Warlord Izzard is doing. It is vital i am informed of any discoveries. Is this unclear ?" Speaking down to Klones made him lash out. "What i understand is you want me to betray my trust. That i cannot do Fellow brother." Scolding this would be thug. Hunger in the Zelot's eyes showed he was not bluffing." So you want to do this the hard way OK. Klones i have powerful friends. Should you not wish to help me in my investigation i will make sure you die along with your family." "If you try to harm me or tell any one about this it will go the worse for you. I will deny ever speaking to you due to me being section security leader." Waiting for the younger Sangheili to react. Klones shook his fist at the security officer in his blue armor." You dare threaten me or my family. ? Turning to grasp the now noticed energy blade hilt out of his armor locker. Meeting this fiend eye to eye. "To show i am not bluffing. This is a picture of that family. One word from me and Warlords Nephew will disappear. Or i can tell my powerful friends that you would never betray the Covenant." holding out a hologram projected from a locket. It showed Warlord, His wife Nephew and Klones all standing together at the spaceport. It was the day both of them were leaving to begin training on High Charity. Klones went silent taking the locket. It seems the humans were not the only enemies to have. Closing a hand gently around it he simply nodded. "Good now you understand. I want reports in regularly. Give me your com link." Waving a hand at Klones who simply complied. Feeling ashamed as he watched the Security Officer work on his com link. "This will record conversations. Also it has a link in it to send me Reports. Any failure to report in or our listening Device is tampered with will be met with hard penalties." Handing back the com link Klones who took it back saddened he was being forced into this against his will. "Cheer up. If the Warlord does nothing wrong we can part ways. Do as i tell you it will go smoother. Also i know about the extra training you received. Do not think it will help you here.Master Sharzzard trained me as well. Good Night Brother." Klones watched the spy disappear down the darkened Barrix past sleeping Brothers who were never awakened by the low toned exchange. He had work to do despite other's involvement with a vested interest in the Warlords dealings. He wondered if that human got the better end of the deal he had shot. He slid his weapons in place thanks to small energy fields that held them in place. The weapons weak fields could attach to any smooth surface but when grasped it detached. so the user would have a ready weapon when needed. Both energy sword and Plasma Rifle stuck themselves to his armored thigh and the small of his back. Heading down to the room he had been working in trying to figure a way out of this mess he was put in.

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