This is my first attempt with this new story that has been in my thoughts for awhile. I am fairly new to the Halo universe, but I promise I have been doing my research. Let me know what you think, or anything I should add or change with this new chapter. I want to know your thoughts so I can continue the story or not. I have some great idea's in my head and I am excited to share them with you. Side Note: I have terrible grammar.
Her memories floated around her like lost stars in another galaxy. She used every ounce of energy she had to try to put the fragments together, just like she has been doing for the last unknown time period. The pain was intense, she would cry but she couldn't form tears. She would call for help, but she had no voice. There was darkness the only thing giving her the smallest of hope was the lost stars, of her memories. She again attempted to sort through her memories.
John.
Was that her name? When she said the word in her head it sounded more like a desire then a statement.
Don't Make…Promise?
What is the rest of it?
I'll miss you?
Was she saying that to someone, or was it to herself…
She could no longer focus the pain was too much, she wanted to scream and cry. The frustration of not remembering herself, and not having the ability to talk was torture.
Suddenly, she felt a rush of air enter her lungs; she coughed and gasped for air. She felt the cool compress of a metal against her sweating body. She finally found her voice and begged to whoever was in her presence:
"Please…Help…Let me die…Please…" She let out a sob.
Instead, she felt needles and sharp objects against her skin, only to lay there and know nothing.
"The construct is near completion." In the man's voice she heard fear, but also victory.
"Wake her now." The second man's voice was harsh and intimidating, she recognized his voice.
She felt someone stab a syringe into her left leg, and her eye's immediately flashed open. The light was intense from the contrast of the darkness. She now knew who the voice was, memories flooded back to her. She felt the electricity trace its way through her body, along with fear with her new realization.
Everything was still blurry, and what appeared to be a frightened male doctor he rushed out of the room.
Her eye's focused on the only person left in the room, her vision cleared. She calculated he was exactly 795lbs, and was 11ft 4inches tall. His eyes were a bright orange, and his face was a complete scar with no healthy skin at all. He was terrifying.
He was the Didact, Shadow-of-Sundered-Star.