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Cole dropped the magnum, and stood up, though there was no cheering, it was more of a moment of silence, as a cold gust of wind blew through the building.

"UAC Radio Channel 1. We got him -End-"

SPARTAN-II: Sir, now what?

Cole: Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, though he has been a feared enemy, he has been respected as a formidable foe. One that created such amazing technology, but used his gift for his own view of good, not ours. Have some marines secure his body, we give him a proper burial.

On the streets, UAC military equipment began to be moved out, and five Marines moved in to collect Bloodridges body, and they brought it to a nearby Pelican.

Marine 1: Death Collector to Admiral Whitcomb, we're brining the body to where again?

Whitcomb: New Carthage, get there as soon as possible. Maintain radio silence, make sure no one gets that body.

Marine 1: Of course sir, Death Collector out.

The Pelican quickly moved out, escorted by two Longswords until they cleared US Airspace, watching the UAC ships exit slipspace behind them.

Soon the three aircraft were arriving near New Carthage, about several hundred kilometers off shore, and the Longswords broke off to return to their home base, leaving the Pelican alone as a storm brewed in...

Marine 2: Should we do it?

Marine 1: I'm not sure, it's risky.

Marine 2: They have the equipment onboard, sent by the guy himself.

Marine 1: Very well. Opens encrypted channel Death Collector to Surgeon, we have him.

Coming out of slipspace was a Revolution, and the Pelican moved towards it.

Marine 1: We have him

Revolution: Roger, bringing you aboard....

-Onboard the Revolution-

Surgeon: Quickly! We must hurry!

The group made it to a main operating room, where the corpse of James Bloodridge remained, and the operation began....

-One Hour Later-

Surgeon: You may bring the body back, radio in from the bad weather.

Marine 1: Got it.

The marines boared the Pelican, and departed as the Revolution entered slipspace.......

-New Carthage Coast-

Marine 1: Don't worry Admiral, it was a small storm, the body is fine.

Parangosky: I'll be dammed if you lost it! Hurry, the President will want to do final examinations of the body.

Marine 1: Of course ma'am, over and out....