(Here you go another chapter for those still reading)

Aeron sat on a covenets supply crate. His right leg was shaking as if he was tense or anxious… maybe bored…. The hanger was darker than before. A few grunts could be heard whimpering. They were by the door he had entered and they were trying to open it. His leg stops shaking, he stands up, and turns to the crate he was on.

He then started to punch the crate repeatedly at full force. He screamed at the top of his lungs as he punched the crate, but once he couldn't scream anymore his punches stopped. He breathes heavily and walks over to the door opening the grunts run out and are caught by the other's waiting on the other side.

A few elites watch Aeron as he walks away "those one's surrendered. The rest didn't" Aeron walked away as the grunts calmed down. "that human, he killed them all! H-He's a beast I've never seen" the grunt speaking was silenced with a hit to the head.

"Silence traitors take them to a holding cell" while they were being taken away the male walked into the hangar that was not usually poorly lit. He walks over to a panel. He tried to see if he could get any lights on. Which he did but once he turned around he saw the carnage left by Aeron. He was shocked there were corpses everywhere. "There's no way a human did all this…. It's not possible"

Another male walks in a rather big one. And he sees all the death before him. "Who did this Yko?'' the smaller one turns to the other, "Raso 'Nraguma, it was the human that held your tongue you should be thankful he.." In the moment yko was silenced with a hit to the face a growl leaves Raso's throat. "Thankful for shaming me? He caught me off guard is all. I could have snapped his neck like a twig!"

"Of course Raso, I apologize for my ignorance. He just walked away without seeming fazed. I've only seen Jiralhanae leave such a mess." A chuckle comes from raso as he approached the corpses. Looking at each he found. "And I've killed plenty of those mindless savages myself. If he fights like them he could never compare to me" He starts to walk away. "yko get this place cleaned of the dead traitors and make sure none have escaped. I want all of them dead."

Yko watches Raso "does that include the ones we captured?" Raso turns to Yko with a glare. Yko lowers his head "I'll see to that it is done" a dark smirk creeps onto Raso's face. "Good. That will be all." With that being said, he left younger sangheili to himself.

Aeron was on his way back to Mahkee. He felt the ship shake and he wondered for a moment what it could be. Being caught up in his mind he remembered the guardian. He began to run as fast as he could to get to her. Once he got there he saw her sitting in her seat. He slowly walked to her side seeing the guardian. He could tell from her body language that she wasn't comfortable with what she was looking at. Or maybe it was something else. He could imagine what it is to believe in something your whole life then be told it's a lie. Then to see this guardian before you. "Mahkee are you alright?" She doesn't answer him he looks at her then back to the Guardian but before he can speak she cuts him off. "Okay everyone, follow the plan. We're going to be pulling out" she gets up and walks to the door as it opens she leaves and Aeron follows "Mahkee are okay. You don't seem right?" She growls and keeps walking.

"I am just fine, Aeron. You mustn't worry, I am no youngling and am very capable of handling anything" She said walking slightly faster trying to get away from him now. But is suddenly blocked by him. "That's enough Makee! I can tell you're off! Where's that confident female warrior I met yesterday! Why aren't you on the bridge with your crew, leading them!"

She growls and roars at him grabbing him, hits, then holds him against the wall. He groans lightly and takes off his helmet looking her in the eye. He sees a fire in them…. But there was something else behind the fire. He shakes his head. "You don't want to do this Makee…" He pushes off the wall using the force to pin her but she rolls and pins him down instead.

She looked down at him and scoffed. She was now sitting on top of him, making eye contact, she lowered her head to meet his face. She spoke low and stern, "you're not even trying. What? Afraid to get too physical with a female warrior?" He shakes his head feeling her push down on him. "No. Maybe I don't want to hurt you. Ever think that?" She seems to be watching him. Her head moves closer now resting it on his head and she chuckles. "You're too kind to be a spartan. Maybe you'd fit in with the females on my home world?" He shakes his head as his hands move down towards her hips and grips them. A squeak escaped her throat as he threw her off. He quickly got up and grabbed his helmet and looked at her. He had a smirk and chuckled as he attached it once more like before "That was a cute noise you made, ship mistress" if he didn't know any better he'd say she was blushing. Her growl could be heard, "Get back here, you human! I'll make you suffer for that." He laughs, "Hurry shipmistress, it's time to celebrate your victory"

"Oh you think you'll be able to "celebrate" like the warrior you are spartan?" He stops and looks back at her "trust me i can drink anything you throw at me." She laughs an walks past him. He looks confused "Oh human we don't drink we fight"

((Hey sorry for this wait I'll try better))