Betrayal of Faith

[Huka]

Entering the first of cell halls, Til looked at each cell, finding frightened and vengeful prisoners of several species, even a few Jiralhanae. Looking at each and every one of them, he fed off their emotions, breathing it like a chemical, and his madness took a more quiet appearance.

A handful of Sangheili, a couple Kig-yar, and three Jiralhanae. Good enough.

"Fight for the Lidless Inquisitor and you will have your vengeance against the Prophets and their lies. Fight against me and you will simply executed by me. Choose wisely." He said simply.

Pressing his palm on the cell controls, the prisoners got out, and looked at one another before at the bloody Inquisitor. Bowing their heads, they replied, "We will fight for you, merciful Inquisitor."

Spreading his mandibles to show his fangs, "Good, release your brethern as I have. They fight with us or die with them. Kill every servant of the Prophet, leave none alive. Collect anything useful you get off their corpses."

Nodding, the prisoners rushed out at their new leader's words. No argument, good they are at least wise enough to see a Inquisitor and know when to submit.

Walking back out, he sees Sorsa and his Syalekgolo. "Brother." He said lightly.

[Spartan 999]

"Til." Sorsa halted a safe distance away, just in case. The Syalekgolo moved out, monitoring the now-freed prisoners and possible avenues of ambush and escape. "I see you have gathered several soldiers to aid us."

[Huka]

Til nodded, his senses starting to clear, and he ripped off his cloak, looking at the bloody outside, and wiped his face with the inside material.

"Yes, their loyalty is questionable for some while others are true Covenant warriors. They will prove vital in our attack. If everything goes according to plan, we will begin our cleansing, and..." He said when he began to hear gunfire.

Not just any gunfire, but ballistic gunfire.

Walking to the edge, he saw a green armored creature moving along the lower levels of the tower. Shooting a Jiralhanae in the knee, the creature punched its jaw out of its socket, and blasted the ape's head clean off.

The Demon!

"Brother, as much as I would love to end that creature's life. It will prove...useful." Til said with a idea forming in his mind.

[Spartan 999]

Sorsa hesitated when he heard actual human gunfire. He thought rapidly, then remembered the Demon just as he spied the armored warrior scything through the Jiralhanae ranks with ease. He recalled his many encounters with what the humans called "Spartans"--named after an ancient type of soldier that was known for their military prowess--and knew that this one would be very difficult to kill. He glanced over at Til when his fellow High Inquisitor spoke up.

"Indeed." Sorsa replied, making the visor magnify on the Demon. "It will prove to be an excellent distraction, along with thinning the Jiralhanae ranks."

[Huka]

Til nodded in agreement to Sorsa before a Honor Guard approached, having recovered his stolen armor. "Inquisitor...we have found someone you might know."

Looking at him, Til clicks his mandibles for a moment and nodded. "You wish to join me or continue on?" He asked Sorsa.

[Spartan 999]

Sorsa considered for a moment before replying. "I will continue on; it is best we not lose the Demon. Plus, I may be able to free more prisoners and I definitely will be killing Jiralhanae." He checked his carbine, making sure it was in working order. "Of course, we should keep each other updated on...events."

The High Inquisitor grabbed some ammunition and grenades that the prisoners hadn't taken from the Jiralhanae captors, then activated his camouflage.

"Good luck, brother." He said before walking away. The Venators moved after him, rumbling in anticipation of more combat.

[Huka]

"Same to you, Brother." Til said before following the Honor Guard to a large door. Opening the locked door, the Honor Guard took the front as he led the Inquisitor to the middle of a dim-litted room.

Looking around, Til could see the scattered instructments, obvious of torture nature, and the bodies of Jiralhanae prison guards were scattered.

Standing in the room as well was three other Honor Guards, armed with energy swords that sizzled from recent kills.

"Holy Inquisitor, I believe he is one of yours..." The Honor Guard said, pointing to a naked Sangheili hanging from the ceiling from chains, curved blades magnetized to the ceiling, forced up with the chains crisscrossing his arms and chest, his head and legs dangling.

Til looked at the tortured soul, his flesh scarred in numerous place, and a pool of blood under his body.

"Kira...can you hear me, brother?" He whispered. At the sound of the familiar voice, the Inquisitor of Silent Retribution opened his red eyes, beaming with malicious hatred and untamed vengeance that was all too familiar with his fellow.

[Kenny]

Suddenly, without a single motion the body dropped and landed on it's feet, blades landing next to it. Though despite this, the Sangheili stayed silent as the others seemed worried. After a few moments the loud, unmistakably demonic laugh of the Sangheili ran out, only his mandibles slightly moving. Suddenly, the Inquisitors head looked up and his eyes opened, bloodshot and evil. He pulled the handles of his blades into his hands and stood still before his voice spoke.

"I can hear you loud and clear, Til. Just like I savored hearing the screams of the Jiralhanae, even some of the cries from my fellow Sangheili." He stopped and threw one of his blades at the slightest twist from one of the Brute's bodies and listened to it's long moan of death, a wild grin growing on his face.

"And let me ask you, 'Holy Honor Guard of the Covenant', do you know what is was for?" The other Elite shook his head, eyes growing wide and panic easily seen in them. Kira moved forward, dragging the body of the recently killed Jiralhanae to his feet as his other blade went around the Honor Guards neck, slightly cutting his armor.

"Knowledge. All of the pain, blood and even lives taken from the other Sangheili in this room was for knowledge. Despite my... hatred, for the Brutes the big apes know some nice things that I wouldn't expect even a Sangheili executioner to know. I myself, have learned some things and I see myself applying them very shortly." He finished, bringing his other blade to the top of the Honor Guard's head. He gave a large laugh as he pulled both blades away and walked up to the other Inquisitor.

"What would you like to ask of me, Til?"

[Huka]

Til's mandibles made a evil smile of its own for his Inquisitor brother's own sadistic cruelty and gave his plea,

"Revenge. Death. Torture. Absolutely no mercy. You are unleashed upon the traitors, all who fight for the Prophets and the lying curs themselves. You are no longer shackled, We are no longer. Will you do this with me, brother?"

[Kenny]

Giving a nod, Kira sheathed his weapon and prepared to activate his cloak. Before giving one last glance around the room.

"I presume Sorsa is off fighting while R'Ha is either fighting or trying to bring the Inquisition together in stealth?" He asked, putting on his somehow clean cloak and activating one of his knives. He started carving in a symbol to his neck, a 'noose' with the mark of shame in the middle of the loop.

"I guess in a way we're all heretics now." The Sangheili gruffly said with a chuckle, his eyes seemingly burning as he looked at Til. He knew he wouldn't take it well, but any sort of reaction would show Kira what he was fighting for. He activated his cloak and prepared to walk out of the room as he waited for the other Inquisitor's response.

[Spartan 999]

Sorsa stalked after the Demon, mandibles clicking softly as he observed the fine kills the human had made. Jiralhanae corpses littered the path, and not one remained for Sorsa to eliminate.

More fire sounded from ahead, alerting Sorsa to a new fight. A crooked grin on his face, he moved towards the battle.

[Huka]

Like Kira, Til's green eyes seem to glow in the dark room, and watching the Inquisitor burn the marked noose around his neck, and hearing his remark, Til only understood.

Closing his eyes, Til saw all of the battles and inquisitions he have committed in the name of the Covenant, and a tear of shame and pain ran down.

"I guess we are." He whispered and he opened his eyes, Time for war!

"Go and reclaim our holy city from the liars." He ordered the guards and he moved forward to Kira, "We will not stop in getting Tartarus and the Hierarches' heads. In the name of our honor as a species."