Halo: Cloak and Daggers
Author notes: ALL characters except for ovously halo characters are mine.
By: Natination
ONI special agent Will Turner walked down the hallway to the interview with the last survivor of some horrible op gone fubar. No one in his right mind would have sent the men to do this mission but Ackerson himself. Will enter the room that was a bunkroom, with several pieces of furniture and a bed ONI isn't coldhearted at all they do take care of their own and this marine had been one of their own.
"You want to talk about it?" Will said to the marine who was sitting at a small desk drawing. The marine had a morphine sleep for 48 hours due to the intense shock and other factors that made him impossible to sleep. He was traumatized. Will walked over to the small table and looked at the pictures the marine was drawing.
"These are the men that annihilated your team?" Will said as he pointed to one figure that mowed down though a group of men. The man nodded before continued to sob. Will let him sob on the table for a few minutes, he needed to get it out of his system. He analyzed the pictures that the man drew and was amazed at the drawing skill the man had developed despite the war. These men moved though 36 men and slaughtered all of his teammates in one wave? And they were at half strength of the men sent.
"I'm not done yet." the Marine said snatching the picture out of Will's hands. He continued to draw on it etching details into the silhouettes. Will sat in silence as the man went from figure to figure drawing in the details. ODST's and regular marines were filled and the man even remembered which team member was in the lead. Then the amazing thing happened, He drew his arms just above the edge of the picture telling where he was.
"This is you?" Will said pointing to the arms that held the battle rifle. The man nodded and continued drawing in the remaining men that weren't part of his formation. The name of the particular soldier was unknown because of Ackerson; the fool had sent them in with no labels or markings of any sort. The figure that was mowing them down was still just a figure, no details.
"Who is this?" Will said pointing at the picture. He shuddered at the image and said. "It moved though us like we were too slow to react and cut us down with unnatural speed. We didn't know if it was covenant or not... it too quick to track even. "
"Ok, how about you keep on drawing more pictures so i can know what happened. You draw it staight from the moment you got off the pelican till the time of the engagement alright? There is a guard outside and tell him when your done. You dont have to do anything fancy like this drawing but the gist of it.
The marine nodded. "You can keep the picture if you want, I can draw more if you like."
"Keep doing that." Will said patting the man on his back. The man held back his tears and then took another piece of paper to start drawing another one. Will walked out of the room where 5 other special agents were waiting.
"My subject has distinct reactions and is constantly sobbing. We need to get them under control and act like marines; we are not gettinginfomation on what the hell is happening!" Dom said.
"No need to press your subjects, my subject is drawing out every scene that happened since he left the pelicans. He seemed to be taken out at the end but he was clear and concise. No need to torture men that are already tortured by the death of their comrades. Also remember that they are still giving us information so there is no need to press them when their might be a mistake made because of haste. Let them be." Will said.
"True, that is a valid point." Dom said walking away. "But if they stop giving us information I'll be forced to do it my way."
"Asshole." Will said to Dom's back. The other agents shrugged and walked down the hallway, Will glanced in the window at the man drawing. The guard at the door was notified that the man inside would open the door and tell him when he is done. He was going to be indeed very helpful in telling what happened to those men out there.