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An Osoona No Longer (-Part One-)
Posted By: Lance Johnson<jett_mann@msn.com>
Date: 5 May 2004, 5:38 PM
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Huri looked around; he was at a UNSC training facility. He, after giving the UNSC a treasure chest of information regarding covenant ships, they allowed him transfer to a more humane facility. He had still been handcuffed, under orders of the Colonel named Ackerson.
Huri didn't like Ackerson one bit, for one, he didn't agree on the elite's vows to help the human race. Huri had been chained on his ankles and wrists; he had submitted without a fight, even his brutish strength couldn't break these bindings.
He had noticed, on his second month in the custody of the humans, that their government was very political, and mysterious. They used a lot of cloak and dagger. Huri was being moved to the facility for "safe keeping". But he could tell they just wanted to keep him in their sight.
He had been told that he would gain liberties and freedoms the more he assisted in Intel and technology. He had given the ONI, a human governmental military corporation, plans for plasma weapons, ship upgrades, even how to replace a battery core on handheld plasma weapons.
Huri was escorted by a dozen marines, all armed with shotguns. They came to a large room, completely bare except for a bunk, a weight set, and some punching bags, and a large screen. Huri was roughly shoved inside and the blast door sealed.
"Well, this is something I always wanted to happen" Huri said sarcastically. He had been interrogated none-stop for almost two cycles. The only rest he got was when this Dr. Halsey commanded the ONI men to leave. Huri knew about all the troop movements, and battle plans the covenant had planned, but no matter how much the humans pestered him, he wouldn't give up the information.
"You told us you would sing, now tell us what the covenant are planning?!!"
"If I told you, then you would feel after all this information I gave you, then you would have no more need for my assistance. With the knowledge I possess, I can extend my lifespan."
The ONI officer fumed, leaving the room with smoke trailing from his hair [not literally]. Huri smiled to himself, content that he had caused a snag in the ONI's well thought out and organized plans.
"If they want the info, then they had better make me a good deal" Huri explained to Halsey.
"Well, I don't see why you can't tell me."
Huri looked up. He looked at each and every hidden camera in the room.
"I'm not stupid doctor, not in the least."
Halsey looked down.
"I didn't mean to try to trick you."
"Well stop treating me like I am some child, and don't think I can't relate."
"What do you mean?"
Huri just sighed and flopped down onto the hard bunk.
"I don't want to talk right now. What are you, some kind of psychiatrist?"
"I majored in another field, but I have been using psychiatry with you, yes."
Huri looked himself over. Ever since he had talked with the other humans, he had begun to act like them, talk like them, even use the same grammar as they did. And he had only been in their company for twenty-four cycles.
"I just don't want them to kill me," Huri said right before Halsey walked out the door.
"I will do my best to stop that from happening."
Huri looked down at his dented armor. Its usual shine was long gone from the battles on the planet and from being beaten and electrocuted. He took a piece of his bindings and scrapped off the symbol of an Osoona.
"I no longer serve the prophets."
Huri walked around in his cell, looking at the cameras, the new ones.
"Every time we put in new cameras he knows where they are. How does he do it?"
"I don't know, just do your job."
A new personnel member walked off the elevator into the high security prison cell. Lieutenant Walker went through eye pattern scanners, DNA scanners, and voice scanners to get to the most important prisoner the human race had ever held.
Once he got to the observation deck he felt like he was hit by a hammer, there were so many computers and monitors in here that a bridge of a cruiser wouldn't come close. He looked down at the massive figure of the elite. The elite was watching a screen playing one of earth's old movies.
The elite laughed in its deep, guttural laugh as a punch line was thrown.
"I never knew an elite would like the three stooges."
"I'm surprised he understands the humor," Walker said.
All the personnel snapped to attention when they heard the el tee.
"My name is Lieutenant James Walker. I am now in command of the prisoner and this facility
Huri heard a new voice coming from the observation deck. The observation deck was disguised to look like the rest of the bare room, but Huri could tell where the one way glass started, and stopped.
"Kill the lights for ten seconds."
"Sir?"
"Do it."
The cell began pitch black. After ten seconds were up the lights reactivated. But the elite was gone.
"Where did he go?"
"Check the cameras!"
Suddenly, the elite appeared, hanging from the ceiling! He flipped upside down and stared into the observation deck from his inverted position.
"Amazing, it is likely as fast, or faster, than a Spartan!"
Walker stepped into the cell. The elite, once thought a killing machine, simply clicked its mouth at him.
"What is your name?"
"I have answered this question a grand total of three hundred and forty-two times, the answer is the same as the last time."
"I am now in charge of this facility and you, and you will answer my questions."
"I don't remember when authority was given to you to order me around."
The elite bared its fangs.
"Good, you are even more intelligent than I had expected."
"You, are from ONI, no doubt" Huri said as he stared at Walker's crisp black dress uniform.
"I am, but I am not one to mistreat prisoners."
Huri walked back to his bunk, the bindings clanking on his armor. Walker noticed a deep slice in his back.
"Medics can heal that you know."
"Pain helps sharpen meditation. I do not mind it. But I believe the guard who "slipped" does."
"The guard who you broke almost every single bone in his body?"
"I only threw him; I didn't do it THAT hard."
"You are incredibly strong."
"I work out."
Walker looked around the room, in the corner were the remains of punching bags, and the weight set had been altered to deliver much more weight.
"You seem to be adjusting."
"I do what I can; this room is perfect for deep mediation. I find it even better than my lavish home back on Taranus."
Huri imagined Zayap; Huri had given him all rights to his estate, and fortune.
"Why will you not tell us what we want to know?"
"I have told you quite a lot; maybe you shouldn't bite off more than you can chew."
Walker snorted, the elite said something in his own tongue, then turned and walked over to the screen. He pushed the control button and the screen disappeared.
"Amazing, humor is something new to me."
"Humans cherish it; it helps make us feel better."
Huri sighed, thinking about his real home, and those he left behind.
"I suppose you have a family lieutenant."
"I do."
"Leave me; I will answer no more questions today."
Walker left the room. Then said to one of the scientists in the room.
"He has this all very well thought out. He almost seemed in control."
Walker was in his quarters when a call came in.
"Sir, the elite wants to talk with you."
"I'm on my way."
Walker stepped onto the observation deck. The elite was sitting on the bunk in a strange position.
"He's been that way for almost three hours."
"Unlock the blast door; I'm ready to go in."
Huri, while in deep meditation, didn't hear the lieutenant walk in.
"You wanted to see me?"
Huri looked up.
"Yes, I have another piece of information I will now give to you and your ONI friends."
Huri held up a memory chip.
"What is it?"
"The history of the covenant, starting with the blending of my people and the original covenant."
"Thank you, I'll look at it as soon as I get the chance."
Huri nodded. The blast doors closed behind Walker as he left the cell. Once back in his quarters, Walker inserted the memory chip into his computer terminal. The screen flashed images of a strange world, with an orange sky. It showed elites, cities, and other things.
"Must be his real homeworld."
Walker read about how the covenant, originally a species called brutes, and the prophets, overpowered the elites and assimilated them into the covenant. Though the brutes were very powerful, the elites were the perfect soldier. There was an uprising in AD 1876. It was ended in AD 2065. Another was then banished before it began.
"So the elites are not willing members of the covenant, interesting."
It then showed a strange DNA sample. It read about the covenant trying to genetically alter the molecular structure of the elites to increase healing and strength, it failed horribly. The elite's immune system was to strong for the changes and destroyed the mutated cells, killing the subjects. Only elite infants would be able to survive such alterations. But the project was dropped when the covenant made contact with the human race.
Half of the prophet council wanted to assimilate the humans into the covenant, others wanted to destroy them. It was decreed that the humans were an abomination of the Forerunners, the covenant gods. So they declared a holy war on the human race.
"My word, I never thought of it that way."
Walker sent the data to ONI headquarters on earth. Once they had fully read and processed the information a familiar face appeared on his com terminal.
"Lieutenant, we now have enough information, we no longer need the alien's assistance."
"So what am I supposed to do with it Colonel?"
"What else, kill it."
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