Halo - Halo 05 by Contact Harvest # Joseph Staten

Author:Contact Harvest # Joseph Staten
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2012-01-09T09:25:38+00:00

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Tartarus barked an order to the tenth and final member of Maccabeus’ pack, a dun-colored monster by the name of Vorenus who stood directly beside the pod. Vorenus raised a fist and rapped loudly on the pod’s topside hatch. A moment passed, there was the muffled sound of pneumatics as the hatch unlatched, and then the masked face of an Unggoy popped into view.

“Is your companion well?” Tartarus asked.

“It is better,” Dadab replied.

The Chieftain’s mutton chops bristled. Did he detect a hint of obstinacy in the Unggoy’s voice?

The creatures were hardly known for their courage. But then he noticed the Unggoy wore a Deacon’s orange tunic. Not a lofty rank, but it did mark the creature as an official Ministry representative.

“Then bring it out,” Tartarus growled. A lesser Jiralhanae would have torn the uppity Unggoy limb from limb. But Maccabeus smelled more excitement than anger in his nephew’s scent.

Jiralhanae exhibited their emotions via stark shifts in pungent pheromones. And while Tartarus would learn to control these shifts as he grew older, he couldn’t help but telegraph that there was something thrilling inside the pod. But the Chieftain had no idea just how thrilling until the Deacon, now standing with its stumpy feet astride the hatch, reached down into the pod and gently raised the Huragok into view.

It was an article of faith that the Prophets were uniquely qualified to handle the Forerunners’

holy relics—that the San’Shyuum, more than any other Covenant species, possessed the intelligence required to create practical technologies from the relics’ complex designs. But while it was blasphemy to admit it, everyone in the Covenant knew that the Prophets’ efforts were greatly aided by the Huragok. The creatures had an uncanny understanding of Forerunner objects, Maccabeus knew. And they could fix almost anything they touched….

The Chieftain loosed a laugh so unexpectedly hearty that it caused the Yanme’e to take flight and disappear into the hangar’s exposed ductwork. Of all the Sangheili’s restrictions, not letting a Huragok join his crew had been the most crippling. But now here one was. And although it would be a serious crime to let the creature fix intentionally disabled systems, not even the Sangheili could complain if it made necessary repairs.

“An auspicious start to our hunt, Tartarus!” The Chieftain clapped a paw onto his nephew’s shoulder and gave him a joyful shake. “Come! Back to the beast while it still has flesh for us to choose!” Maccabeus turned to Dadab, who was now carefully handing the Huragok to Vorenus.

“And if not,” the Chieftain boomed in the same cordial tone, “then our new Deacon shall bless a second platter!”

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