It was then that a UNSC ship, called the Reclaimer, appeared out of slipstream.

"Find him!" The captain commanded to the two officers standing at her side. "Find him now!"
The two hurried off.

"You should be able to locate him not far from the port side of the ship." A man standing nearby advised. The man was outfitted strangely, for the times, at least. He wore gold armor, that seemed both greek and egyptian at once, and clasped at his shoulders was a gold cloak, and about his waist he wore a blue sash. The greek helmet he wore completely covered his face, but it was adorned with a blue dyed horsehair mohawk. He looked very out of place, to say the least.

The two officers nodded to the man, and they took off. Soon, a pelican was launched in search of the missing Spartan, 117.

"There," one of the officers pointed out to his fellow, gesturing out towards the badly damaged environment suit that all Spartans wore.
It didn't take them long to retrieve the Master Chief, bringing him in through the launch bay of the pelican and re-polarizing the area. They then headed back towards the Reclaimer. One of the men left the cockpit and poked his head through the door. "You all right, sir?" He asked.