"Come in Ashe, we got you on the scope, proceed with the training exercise...." A voice crackled over Ashe's helmet's com-link, establishing that it was time. He stepped onto the lift, and was slowly lifted into the arena, the glare of sunlight quickly enveloping his slightly red tinted HUD.
"Is that him?"
"We can take him, its our squad and Rook squad against him after all...."
Ashe smiled at the chatter over the coms, the new recruits nervously looked at each other in their Spartan Mark: X armor, some looking more confident, seeing that he only had Mark: VIII armor on. He reached out, taking from the weapon holder at his side, his favorite weapon, a Energy Spear taken from the Warring Cathedral Guild a while back in a raid. He pressed the button, feeling it come to life in his hands. The two other squads had a assortment of melee weapons, one even having a Energy Sword.
Ashe dashed out, being slender and small, by their Guild's standards anyway, he was still 6'5" of Spartan heavyweight fighter material. The coms burst into confused chatter, as a sigil formed in front of him.
"Move, Move, Move!"
The squad's chatter was cut short as a huge lay-line of sonic power erupted down the middle of the arena, flinging most of them into the walls, knocking them out instantly. The rest had avoided it by flinging them selves down. They staggered to their feet, and charged him, shock knives and fists at the ready.
Ashe barreled into one of them, shocking him with a burst from the spear, kicking out while doing so, knocking another one down. He felt a shock as one clipped him with her knife, he responded by sweeping the legs out from under her, and hitting her with a modulated burst of sound magic.
Then, it was only him and the girl that had the energy sword, the rest of the Spartans were laying on the ground silent in their blissful unconsciousness. "Congratulations, you are now the new Squad leader. Lasting this long is a feat....." Ashe chuckled as he said this. The opposing Spartan just raised the Energy Sword at him and charged.
The two Spartans clashed, Ashe whirling his Short Energy Spear, whiel the Girl cut cut and slashed at him, this battle went on for a few minutes, both Spartan's armors getting seared and scorched. Panting Ashe backed up, surprised at the skill the new recruit had. She just merely stepped back, then snapping her metal fingers together, a sigil formed on the ground around her, and her form flickered momentarily, before revealing the tall and sinewy form of a Sangheli Spec. Ops, by the coloring it belonged to the High Charity Guild, but its purpose was clear, growling, it snapped again, causing a sigil to form around Ashe's feet.
Ashe faintly heard the sirens blaring in the background, as a light enveloped him, what he saw scared him, he was dissolving into some kind of data-stream, going upward. Yelling, and flicked something, and a sigil appeared in front of the Sangheli, the sonic vibrations snapping its neck before Ashe was rocketed skyward in the data-stream.
The Data-Stream streaked skyward, immediately taking a left, and smashing through a UNSC Guild ship, severing it in half, flames belching from its decks it rammed into the ground, lighting up the night sky in a brilliant column of super-heated plasma fire. The Data-Stream arced around slamming into the ground, causing what looked like a circuit board to light up spreading around, before finally disappearing.
-In the Following Months of the event: The entire world plunged into a civil war, the Fanatical Sangheli's declaring open war on both the UNSC Guilds, and the Sangheli Conventions.-