Epilogue

The silver Honor Guard walked to the large purple doors in front of him. A pair of Minors bowed as he stepped through the threshold and onto the dimly lit bridge. He walked onto a raised platform where golden-armored Elite stood looking to a floating chair. The guard walked to the chair and kneeled before it.

"Noble Prophet of Prudence," he said, "I have returned from my mission."

The chair spun around revealing a Covenant Prophet sitting in the chair with bored expression on his face. "Excellent work as always, Vir Gramee. Tell me how did he fair?"

"The Ultra failed in his task." The Honor guard reported as he rose.

"I see." The Prophet answered stroking his chin in interest, "This Heretic may prove more entertaining than I first imagined."

"Shall we give chase?" The honor guard asked with eagerness.

"In due time my friend, in due time." The prophet said as he spun back around.

Author's Note: Thanks to all of you who have supported this fic. The journeys of Noble Six and Noble Team are not over yet. Stay tuned for the next installment as Noble Team begins a new quest in a different part of space. What new challenges await our heroes as they search for the Spirit of Fire? Find out in the next installment to be published by me, Yuekichi, Halo: Trials of Fire.