The Human/Elite: chapter 1
A New Family
I do not own Halo or any of the characters, I just own all the Oc's that I put into this story.
Sergeant Henry Thompson was kicked awake, he slowly opened his eyes and stared up at the Brute that stood over him. The Brute grinned evilly at him as he bent over and grabbed his arm, dragging him from his cell. Henry dragged his feet, forcing the big alien to yank him forward.
"Keep moving, Human!" it growled at him.
"Up yours," said Henry and then he found himself gasping for breath as he was pinned to the wall.
The Brute growled and shoved a plasma pistol into his chin.
"One pull of this trigger and I will end you miserable life, now get moving, scum," spat out the Brute as he threw the marine to the ground.
As Henry struggled to get to his feet, the Brute kicked him back down and Henry stumbled three feet forward before falling down again. The Brute continued to knock him to the floor of the walkway, until a deep voice shouted.
"Montigi! That is enough!" shouted an Elite wearing silver armor.
The Brute frowned at the Elite as it stared back.
"It doesn't deserve what the prophets have sentenced it! It deserves to die!" said Montigi.
Hitili clicked his mandibles angrily and picked Henry up and placed him on his feet. The Elite then glared at the Brute.
"You know we aren't supposed to harm the Human's body in any form, that was an order from the prophets! He needs to be whole for the procedure," growled the Elite.
Montigi just grumbled to himself as he walked beside the marine who was their prisoner. They arrived at a door and Hitili tapped the holopanel beside it and it slid open. Montigi shoved Henry into the room and he shut the door behind them. Henry groaned as he raised his head and began to look around the room. They were in a type of lab and a few Elites wearing white robes were examining holoscreens. Henry was then yanked up to his feet.
"Get up, Human!" snarled Montigi.
One of the other Elites walked up and stood in front of Henry, glaring at him.
"You are lucky, human that the prophets have decided to spare your life," said the Elite.
Henry glared at the aliens that surrounded him and he crossed his arms.
"Try saying that to all of my murdered friends and fellow marines you bastard!" shouted the marine.
Montigi growled and shoved Henry to the ground again. A few of the Elites and some of the grunts, that were also in the room, laughed. Hitili stepped over Henry and growled at the Brute.
"Enough! Leave Montigi, now!"
The Brute snarled pushed open the door and stormed out. Hitili turned back to the Elite and nodded for him to continue. The Elite stepped aside, allowing Henry to view the machine that was behind him. It was a metal ring that was six foot in diameter, it had four clamps, two on the top and two on the bottom. Connected to it was a holopanel as well as some mechanical arms that held different types of needles. Henry's face went white in fear.
"This is what the prophets have invented. This machine has the power to transform one subject into another species, this is what they have in mind for you," said the Elite.
Henry started to step back shaking his head, when a pair of strong arms grabbed his shoulders. He looked up into the face of another Brute, this one with a sneer on its face.
"You should be proud, human, you get to become one of the higher species," said the Brute.
It then picked Henry up and carried him over to the machine, Henry kicking and screaming the whole way. The Elite tapped the holopanel and the clamps opened.
"Place his arms and legs inside the clamps!" shouted the Elite.
Even though he struggled to get free the Brute eventually got him clamped to the machine. The Brute stepped back and let the Elite stand in front of the shaking human.
"It is time to begin your body's journey into becoming one of us, do you have anything to say to this, human?" it asked him with amusement in its voice.
Henry glared at him and nodded.
"Yah I got something to say to that, squidface!" he then struggled to turn his hand around in the clamp and flipped them the bird, "You can kiss my ass!"
The Elite snickered and turned to Hitili and the other Brute, telling them to leave so they could begin. It then tapped the holopanel again and one of the arms on the machine stuck a needle with a purple liquid into his arm and injected it. Henry screamed in pain as the liquid burned through his veins. He felt as it burned through his arm and then spread out through the rest of his body. The pain flared as it reached his face and the marine let out a howl of intense pain and anguish. He mustered all of his strength to glare at the sneering Elites and Grunts.
"You…bastards!" he spat out weakly.
The Elite tapped the panel again and another needle jabbed his right arm, injecting a green liquid. Henry screamed again as it felt like his blood was on fire. His vision began to fade as sweat appeared on his brow. He felt another needle poke him in his spin and Henry let out a loud shriek that made all of the Covenant lab-techs cover their ears. Henry's head fell to his chest and everything went black.
The Elite turned to face the others and nodded as he picked up a saw like tool.
"The chemicals have now taken effect and are beginning to change him, we can begin with the transformation," he said as he walked toward the limp form of Henry.
Henry awoke slightly as he felt himself being carried on a stretcher, he let out a small moan when the pain flared through his body again. One of the Brutes that was pushing looked down at him and snickered.
They continued on until a door opened and stopped infront of a cell, they were back in the brig. The Brutes looked at the marines old cell and spat on the ground in disgust.
"I think we should place our new follower into the cell with the Heretic's children," growled one of the Brutes.
The second one sneered as he walked over to the bars of the next one and looked in. Two young Elites huddled together near the back wall in fright. The smallest one was female and the bigger one was male, both brother and sister, neither older than eight years.
"Looks like you are going to have some company, you little maggots! Hope you like the look of a changed marine!" laughed the Brute evilly.
Both young Elites whimpered in fear, they had watched and listened as the marine that was in the cell beside them was dragged away. Their bars opened and both Brutes threw a body into the cell, then the shut the bars and strode away laughing to themselves.
Zanpami and his little sister, Zumai both looked at the body with fear filled eyes. It was the body of an Elite, though it still had the features of a human, but those were slowly changing as they looked on. The beast groaned and flinched as the pain increased on some parts of its body.
Zumai's eyes filled with tears as she watched the former human suffer in pain.
"Zan, what did they do to him?" she asked with a shaky voice.
Zanpami pulled his sister to his chest and let her cry into his dark blue robe. He rubbed her back as he looked at the twitching man before him.
"I don't know Zumai, I don't know," he said in a voice that held fear and anger at the same time. 'How could anyone do this to another, even if they are at war with each other!' Zanpami said to himself.
He then looked down at his six-year-old sister and closed his eyes as he felt his own tears start to flow. Suddenly a loud scream of pain came from the former human. Both Elite children looked on in horror as they watched the man's face become that of an Elites, his jaw, which was already cut in half, turned into mandibles and his head became longer, if not a little flatter. His skin, already a dark brown color from the first transformation, darkening to a grey/black. They watched as his uniform was shredded by his growing body and then the transformation stopped.
Both Elites stared at the now full Elite that lay in front of them, breathing rapidly because of the pain. Before Zanpami could stop his sister, Zumai ran to the Elite's side and held his now bigger hand in her own. The Elite began to breath normal as the pain began to recede and he closed his hand around Zumai's when he realized someone was there who wanted to help.
Zanpami went to his sister's side and kneeled beside her. His eyes were filled with sadness as he placed his hand on Zumai's shoulder. They both jumped when the Elite suddenly gasped and his eyes flew open, he began to look around in fear through blurry eyes.
"A-are you alright?" asked a small voice to his left.
Henry turned his head slowly, grunting at the pain in his newly transformed bones, to face to small Elites kneeling beside him, the youngest of which was holding his hand.
"W-where am I? Who are you?" whispered Henry.
The oldest one bowed his head and smiled slightly.
"You are back in the brig. My name is Zanpami, but you can call me Zan and this is my younger sister Zumai, What is your name?" asked the young male.
Henry groaned as he tried to sit up and with Zanpami's help leaned against one of the cell's walls.
"My name is Henry, Sergeant Henry Thompson…" he paused to take a breath and he reached to touch his sore jaw and realized they were mandibles, "Let me guess they turned me into an Elite, right?"
They both nodded. Henry looked down at his body and sighed, not really surprised that they would make him into an Elite. He then looked back at the two children.
"Why are you two here?" he asked them.
Both lowered their heads and Zumai began to cry again. Henry felt a pang in his heart and he sat up, pulling her into a hug, which she returned. Zanpami looked up in shock when he saw his sister hugging Henry, but then he looked at the now Elite's look of concern on his face.
"Our father…was claimed to be a heretic, they killed him and our mother and threw us in here because we were their children. They said they would eventually kill-" and Zanpami placed his own head in his hands and cried as well.
Henry felt his own eyes tear up and he pulled the boy to him as well, comforting both with his kind embrace.
"I won't let them do that to you, either of you. As long as I am with you I will take care of you and protect you as well as I can!" stated Henry with a growl.
Both young Elites looked up at him with amazement in their faces and then Zumai hugged him again, this time crying tears of happiness.
"Thank you, Henry, thank you!" she whispered.
Zanpami had tears rolling down his cheeks as he embraced the him around the neck, crying on his shoulder. Henry smiled as he hugged them back and something in his heart told him that this was meant to happen. He had lost his family on Reach and now here he was, as an Elite, holding onto two Elite children.
"I will take care of you and I will never leave you," said Henry as his tears fell down his cheek.
Zumai sat up and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, she giggled and looked at her brother.
"We have a family again Zan!" she said with joy in her voice.
Zanpami let go of Henry's neck and sat up wiping his eyes.
"Thank you, Henry!"
Henry smiled as he placed his hands on both of their shoulders.
"Let's worry about being a family after we find a way out of here, ok?" both children nodded and Henry leaned back against the wall, both children laying their heads on his chest.
"Lets get some sleep, we will figure out what to do tomorrow," he said and they instantly were deeply asleep.
From the open doorway that lead into the brig, the Elite Hitili looked on at the three as they slept. His mandibles curled up in a smile as he shut the door and walked down the hallway, thinking about all he had just heard.