Dark Beginnings
3 years prior to the fall of Tyram.
Location: Doisac: Jiralhanae home world.
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Have you ever wondered where the prisoners of the Covenant went? Those that didn't seem valuable that is. Many people assumed that most of the prisoners taken by the covenant were executed almost immediately if they did not provide useful information, or the fact that they usually didn't take prisoners... Well in most cases that would be true but for the Brutes, those they kept as prisoners were usually transported to their home world, if they weren't eaten first. Once there, they were taken to slaver camps and forced to fight to the death. Now it wasn't always UNSC that found themselves in this pit of hell, sometimes it was Kig-Yar, other times it was Unggoy, and even on rare occasion a Sangheili warrior, disgraced and cast out as a heretic among the Covenant. Most other species enslaved came after the war and it was primarily human soldiers, those that survived the fights usually died of their wounds shortly after. The Death camps were terrible places. But for one, it was the birthplace of an Unholy Bloodlust and desire for death. This story is the account of Felix Brandt, a Spartan-II
That served during the human-Covenant war... This is his dark beginning.
Everything could be heard from the cells, the screams of the dying, the battle cries of the victor, the whimpering and cursing coming from the cages around him. It is true what they say when killing can change a man, but being forced to fight to the death every day with no hope of ever escaping the confines of the camp. Something inside Felix died after months of the hell that was the War-ground, instead of fear. The Spartan had nothing but an inner blood lust, one that had formed during his time within the encampment. Something that could only be considered Jiralhanae behavior. An unhealthy need for destruction and chaos. Felix relished the thought of killing his next opponent, to feel the bone break underneath his boot, and the felling of blood as it flowed out of the lifeless bodies. Felix was no longer human, and he liked it. Cell doors groaned and creaked as they opened and in the opening stood a Jiralhanae, a long black brown whip as thick as a steel cable in hand. This Brute was not wearing anything that even resembled Covenant apparel but instead wore some sort of a thick leathery armor that covered most of it's body, neck guards on either side of the collar piece could be seen and the Brute was wearing something similar to that of a helmet a Brute major would wear, the golden surface dented and rusty from the constant use. It growled before reaching into it's pocket and pulling out a key, it then unlocked the long heavy chain from the wall connecting to Felix and wrapped it around his hand before tugging roughly. Felix responded after the second tug standing up to his full height. 7ft 10 inches, one of the biggest and tallest Spartans ever created. Felix gave the Brute an evil smile before proceeding out of the cell with his captor. The roar from outside was deafening but Felix barely heard it, he was to busy contemplating how he was going to slaughter the poor sap that he was going up against. He could hear the grumbling of two guards as they bet on who the winner of the last match was, apparently the one he was going up against never lost. He was about to change that... Giant metal doors groaned as they slowly opened revealing the blood colored battle field, the sand was tinted red, now whether that be from the blood red sky or actual blood from the many fallen he did not know but he didn't have time to think about the color of sand, he was going to kill his advisory. Dispersing his thoughts he looked around to see the roaring of the crowds as they awaited what was to come, he could see the many Chieftains sitting atop glorified thrones, a big one, probably the Chieftain of this encampment stood and motioned for the gates to open. There was a nod from some Brute guards and they moved towards the metal doors across from where Felix had entered. Grabbing the chains on either side they pulled, straining as they did so they managed to slowly open both sides of the giant door revealing the beast that lay within.
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Felix could tell it was big, the shadows around it seemed to cascade down the hulking figure as it walked into the blood-lit arena, it's shape formed into that of simian origin and Felix found that he was staring at a Brute. Not just any Brute however but an Alpha, over 8ft. 10. Easily towering over most Sangheili. The beast roared into the air as if encouraging the crowd to join him. Felix felt his restraints loosen and fall limp to the floor in a series of clanks and clatters, looking over he could see a Brute guard dragging the chains back into the metal doors before they closed behind him. He turned back to the giant monkey and grinned, it was carrying the oh so symbolic gravity hammer that most Alphas or Chieftains carry, except it was much larger and looked like it fit him personally, skulls from many species hung from a rope tied around his neck, and when it growled he could see the large canine fangs that the beast possessed. The large Brute smashed his hammer on the ground creating a small crater before beginning his charge towards the Spartan. Everything was still, though the crowd never ceased with their chants and roars, the pounding of the beasts feet shook the ground as it quickly closed the gap between them. But within Felix, lay a disturbing calmness, the calmness quickly manifested into blood lust and rage as he looked into the eyes of the beast mere feet from him now, and as the Brute raised the hammer to deal what would be considered the death blow Felix reacted. Quicker than anyone there had ever seen he side stepped once to allow the Brute to exert all his strength into decimating the ground before slamming all of his mass into the side of the hulking creature, effectively knocking the wind out of him. Once the beast was on it's back Felix took this opportunity to unleash a series of hellish blows to the beasts face, blood and saliva spewed from it's gigantic maw as it struggled to get the Spartan off, but Felix would not allow it, grabbing a nearby rock he started bashing it into the Brutes skull, breaking bones and teeth as he did so. The roaring of rage that had come from the Brute almost immediately turned into screams of pain as Felix destroyed it's face with the rock. The brute finally grabbed Felix by the shoulder and ripped him off, throwing him across the arena. Rolling Felix found his balance and charged at the now struggling Brute, the gravity hammer which a moment ago the Brute had possessed was now lying on the floor, Felix would make good use of that as he grabbed the large metal hammer and started dragging it towards the Brute who was now struggling to get back on it's feet, It turned and roared back at Felix, pieces of flesh hanging tattered off his face revealing exposed bone and tissue. Felix however, was not phased by the grotesque appearance and with all his strength swung the giant metal hammer into the Brutes side. A loud series of cracks followed by an unearthly scream was heard as the giant beast crumpled to the floor, breathing heavily and now covered in blood Felix dragged the hammer over to the beast which was now barely alive and stood by his head. He then looked up at the Chieftains who were now seething with anger and said, "I am the one who shall end you all! Every last one of you shall die under my boot and I will relish the grinding of your bones!" Once he had finished yelling that to the crowd he then turned lifted the hammer and swung it's hulking mass downward.
The result was instant, the skull crushed spewing blood and bits of brain out onto the sand quickly filling the now formed crater that was once the Alphas head. The gravity hammer lie in the center of the pool of blood and Felix stood next to it Smiling and glaring evilly at the Chieftains. The head Chieftain stood up and roared before leaping from his throne and landing onto the War-ground below. Others soon followed suit and fairly soon the entire crowd had dropped down and was now charging at Felix with blood lust in their eyes. Felix shared their same thirst for blood as he grabbed the hilt of the gravity hammer and lifted it out of the blood filled crater. Holding it in both hands he then charged at the oncoming horde of Brutes, he may die but he was going to kill every last one of them before he did. The horde and Felix had clashed and he was obscured from view because of the mass of bodies that crashed into him, resting in the center he was cleaving the heads off of Brutes and smashing the ribs of his advisories as he took on the entire tribe. Giant hands grabbed at him but they were destroyed as soon as they came close. Whips cracked as some of the guards tried striking him down but it was to no avail, grabbing the leathery whip as it struck at him he pulled the Brute forward and, in one quick motion brought the hilt of his hammer around the Brutes neck breaking it with his hammer.
Roars and screams could be heard throughout the encampment as one deranged human fought against a horde of Angry Jiralhanae. Just as the Spartan was consumed by the wave of bodies, Pelicans burst through the clouds. The pelicans had managed to get past all radar and ships the Brutes possessed with ease. Spinning up the Gatling guns, both gunships opened fire on the horde below effectively turning the War-ground into a meat grinder. Bodies were torn apart and blood sprayed everywhere as the ships finished off the remaining survivors. The ships circled the area a few times before finally landing on the ground below. A mass of goo that moments ago was one of the Chieftains started moving, and a hand burst forth. The hand of a human, then gradually the rest of the human came into view. Felix had survived the onslaught and was now drenched from head to foot in blood. He stood gravity hammer still in hand and watched as the ships landed.
The hatch of one of the pelicans opened causing a hiss as the air tight seal broke. Soldiers filed out before taking up positions at the bottom of the pelican. One man, a human with armor he could almost compare to Spartan armor walked casually down the ramp holding what appeared to be a chart in his hand before stepping onto the blood soaked ground. The armor itself was the color of blood and steel. His visor matched that of the burning sky and Felix wondered what this man truly was, "Felix Brandt?" He said casually as he addressed the blood drenched Spartan, "Yeah?" He said anger still emanating from him in waves, the man looked at a chart he was holding before tossing it aside, "My name is Ryan Miller, but you'll soon know me as Trident, It took a long time to find you my friend." Two other humans in similar armor stepped out of the Pelican, one male and slightly taller than Trident, and the other female with a strange weapon that seemed covenant in origin. "These two have joined me as well, the one on my right is Kara." He gestured to the female who nodded in return, "And the man to my left is Avion." The man simply stood there watching Felix intently, whatever emotions were behind his helmet would be forever hidden behind his visor, "But enough with the introductions, now we get down to the reason I am here." He said pausing briefly before continuing, "I have sought you out because I have great interest in your skills, and we could use your abilities to help in our war against the insects known as ONI. If you join us I can guarantee you will be able to kill to your hearts content, so long as it's the people I have assigned you to kill." Felix thought about this for a moment, he realized his right eye was hurting, but he ignored the pain and focused on the soldier before him, "What if I agree to this? Whats in it for me aside from the onslaught?" He said a heavy German accent escaping his lips as he spoke, the soldier responded with ease, "Oh you will receive more than that I can assure you, upgraded armor variants as well as a small army under your command, the only one you will take orders from is me. What do you say to that?" He said in a tone that could convince even the hardest of minds, he had to admit this man was very sure of himself, but Felix could tell he had darker secrets that he withheld inside himself, Felix didn't question further but instead responded with, "I'm in, but I request one thing before I go with you." There was a pause before trident responded, "And what would that be?" Trident asked,
"Call me Bloodletter." Trident smiled under his helmeted features and nodded, "Very well Bloodletter lets get moving, it's only a matter of time before the Jiralhanae figure out we got past their defenses." Bloodletter nodded and followed Trident up the ramp dragging the gravity hammer with him, the hatch shut and both pelicans lifted off and flew out of Doisac, leaving behind the savage planet.
The story of how Bloodletter began was harsh and disturbing, and no one should have to have experienced what those whom were there had to go through. Unfortunately for those that have soon yet to feel the wrath of Bloodletter, monstrous beings are born in monstrous places.
