Fade in on the broken pieces of Installation 04, still burning. Groups of Covenant Template:Classs prowl among them.

An Assault Carrier flies by. The camera pans with it to a giant Covenant structure.

Covenant Holy City, High Charity. Ninth Age of Reclamation

Close up of High Charity. Hundreds of Covenant ships swarm around it.

Fade to a ledge across from tiers of stadium-like seats; several Banshees patrol around. The camera slowly zooms toward a door on the back of the ledge.

Fade in to the Council Chamber. Rows of Honor Guard Elites stand at attention. A single Zealot stands at the end, facing two High Prophets.

The camera focuses on the stadium seats filled with Elite and Prophet Councilors. They mutter amongst themselves.

  • Supreme Commander Thel 'Vadamee: "It fled, as we set fire to their planet."

(Flashback): The Pillar of Autumn flees Reach as Covenant ships glass it.

  • Supreme Commander Thel 'Vadamee: "But I followed with all the ships in my command."

(Flashback): a Covenant Cruiser approaches Installation 04, several dozen smaller ships are already in orbit above it.

  • Prophet of Regret: "When you first saw Halo, were you blinded by its majesty?"
  • Supreme Commander Thel 'Vadamee: "Blinded?"
  • Prophet of Regret: "Paralyzed? Dumbstruck?"
  • Supreme Commander Thel 'Vadamee: "No."

(End flashback) It is revealed that the Prophet of Regret is not actually here, but rather speaking through a holographic image of himself. Next to him is the Prophet of Mercy.

  • Prophet of Regret: (angrily) "Yet the humans were able to evade your ships, land on the Sacred Ring, and desecrate it with their filthy footsteps!"
  • Supreme Commander Thel 'Vadamee: "Noble Hierarchs, surely you understand that once the parasite attacked-"

The Council members mutter angrily. Vadamee looks around at them.

  • Prophet of Mercy: (bangs his fist down on his chair) "There will be order in this Council!"

The Prophet of Truth comes forward and raises his hand. The room falls into complete silence.

  • Prophet of Truth: "You were right to focus your attention on the Flood. But this Demon, this "Master Chief"..."

(Flashback): The destruction of Halo

  • Supreme Commander Thel 'Vadamee: "By the time I learned the Demon's intent, there was nothing I could do."

(End flashback) The Prophet Councilors stand up and yell angrily. Elite Councilors mutter to each other. Tartarus, standing nearby, chuckles to himself.

  • Prophet of Regret: (whispers to Truth) "Noble Prophet of Truth, this has gone on long enough. Make an example of this bungler. The Council demands it."

Truth holds up a hand, silencing Regret.

  • Prophet of Truth: (to 'Vadamee) "You are one of our most treasured instruments. Long have you led your fleet with honor and distinction. But your inability to safeguard Halo... was a colossal failure."

The Councilors yell. 'Vadamee looks back and forth between them.

  • Supreme Commander Thel 'Vadamee: "I will continue my campaign against the humans!"
  • Prophet of Truth: "No! You will not."

Truth glances at Tartarus, and the Brute Chieftain barks a command. Two Brutes approach 'Vadamee and try to grab him, but he shakes them off and he starts walking to his fate willingly. They escort him out.

  • Prophet of Truth: "Soon the Great Journey shall begin. But when it does, the weight of your heresy will stay your feet. And you shall be left behind."

View fades to a new background. The circular ornament on the Prophet of Truth's headpiece is replaced by Earth's moon. The view then pans to Earth itself, focusing on three orbital MAC stations in orbit. A few UNSC ships fly past.

Earth Defense Platform, Cairo. 10.20.2552 (Military Calendar)

Cut to a close-up of the nearest platform.

Cut to the armory of Cairo Station. The officer handles equipment on a table.

  • Master Gunnery Sergeant: "Optics - totally fried. And let's not even talk about the power supply." The view shows the Chief's new helmet on the table "You know how expensive this gear is, son?"

The view pans up the Chief's body, showing off his new armor. He fits his helmet into place just in time to block the view of his face.