Message from the general: Ok all you fans, you've been waiting for a Kyle-091 sequel and guess what... this isn't it. This is more of a clip show of delete scenes, things I forgot to cover and some new adventures for our favorite Spartan. The actual sequel will hopefully be out early next year, so don't worry, its coming. But in the mean time please read and review this story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Halo, all OCs are mine

chapter 1: spartanized

March 10, 2525

location: epsilon eridani system, Reach- ONI orbital medical instillation

Doctor Halsey sat in the observation booth of one of the private surgical bays looking at their newest Spartan. Kyle Stevens, or as he is now known, Kyle-091.

"Doctor" said her personal AI, Deja as she materialized on the nearby holotank. "The surgeries are complete... you're not going to like the results".

"Just give it to me" said Halsey as she removed her glasses and rubbed her temples.

"In all, thirty-three Spartans have made it through without any adverse effects" Deja reported "twelve had debilitating injuries, some of them severe. And therefore have been recommended for discharge. Thirty are dead, either through the surgery or during recovery... the doctors had to euthanize one".

Haley rubbed the gathering tears from her eyes and put her glasses back on. "What about Kyle?"

"His vitals are stable. Now that we have an idea about what the side effects for the augmentations are, the doctors should be able to avoid some of the mistakes and give Kyle a higher rate of survival".

"He was right" Halsey muttered.

"Doctor?"

"Kyle told be before he was sedated that thirty would die" Halsey explained.

"Did you need more proof of his story?" Deja asked "I thought you already believed him".

"I do Deja, its just part of me wants to find out all the secrets of the future, locked inside his mind. And another part wants to protect him, somehow atone for the other Spartans by saving him from ONI".

"Doctor, that wasn't your fault" said Deja "the gains outweighed the risks and you and I both know this".

"I know this whole routine, Deja" said Halsey "give me an update on Kyle's augmentation".

"A readout of Kyle's vitals as well as a diagram of his skeletal structure appeared on her glasses".

"The carbon ceramic has bonded to his bones without any adverse effects" Deja began "although his white blood cell count is diminishing. He is receiving the first injections of the muscle enhancement proteins. Kyle's biochemistry is becoming temporarily altered and he's rejecting the sedative given earlier. The doctors are going to use something stronger for him like the other Spartans, but it would still leave him in a semi conscious state".

"In other words, he's going to feel the rest of the operation to some degree" said Halsey.

"The doctors warn of possible brain damage when they go to perform the superconducting of his nerves, something about a MRI taken earlier" said Deja.

"He'll make it" Halsey said as she got up and went down to the surgical bay to see him. Kyle was lying in the bed, in excruciating pain. He could barely look over at Halsey when she entered. Halsey couldn't help but wince at his condition. Fresh scars covered his arms, legs and chest. His head had been shaved and lines were drawn on his scalp to mark out where the injections for the superconducting would go. His right arm was covered in IVs that fed him the muscle proteins and other essential nutrients and fluids.

"Doctor" he finally croaked "this hurts like hell".

"I know" Halsey replied in a reassuring voice "it'll be over soon".

"It feels like my bones are breaking" said Kyle "I can barely move and it hurts to talk".

"Its just the carbon compounds adhering to your bone marrow" said Halsey "its going to hurt, don't talk anymore if it hurts".

Kyle blinked once, the universal meaning for yes. Halsey noticed how bloodshot his blue eyes were, but she had to admire his tenacity. Kyle had withstood the pain of the bone grafts better than any of the other Spartans. Halsey had to wonder if it had anything to do with the differences in his genetic profile.

"Doctor" Deja said over the speakers "they're about to begin".

"Very well" Halsey said as she prepared to leave "hang in there, Kyle".

Kyle offered a weak smile in return and Doctor Halsey left. A few moments later several more medical personnel entered and one of them shot a golden liquid into Kyle's IVs. Kyle started to feel a bit woozy and he could sense being on the edge of reality and unconsciousness. Unfortunately it left him susceptible to pain and he could feel the doctors plunge their needles into his skull. Kyle tried to cry out in pain but the sedative had numbed his jaw, not to mention they were pumping him with as muscle relaxant. He was forced to endure the pain. Kyle saw the doctors move some kind of device over his eyes and then his vision cut out, he was still awake and could feel his eyes like they were on fire. It was getting harder to breathe and every time he twitched in response to pain, his reinforced bones ached. His skin burned as the nerves received the superconducting compound. Eventually a spasm hit and Kyle fully passed out from the pain.

--

"What happened!" Halsey cried from the observation booth. Kyle's EKG had spiked in the red, so did his blood pressure, then it stabilized.

"The doctors are reporting swelling in his frontal lobe" Deja said from the holotank "they're giving him drugs to place him in a coma until it goes down".

"What about the superconducting, did they finish it?"

"Yes" Deja replied "along with his capillary reversal, they're reporting 100 percent in his optic nerves. No blindness".

"Good" Halsey muttered. Kyle was through the worst of it, all that remained were more protein injections and a couple minor surgeries. Those were being started now. The doctors used a laser scalpel to slice open his neck a tad bit and in went a small platinum sphere, containing catalysts for his growth.

"Doctor I should probably warn you that since Kyle is the middle of puberty. The compounds in the catalyst that are supposed to suppress his sex drive will not function at their present levels. But increasing the levels will cause severe elephantiasis".

"That's ok" Halsey said in a calm voice "Kyle can behave himself, if you know what I mean".

"Of course, Doctor" said Deja. "But it is surprising that he made it through without suffering any kind of damage. Admiral Jeromni had warned against using the augmentations on adolescents".

Halsey had to wonder that too. Perhaps it had something more to do with the genetic differences. She turned her attention back to Kyle as he was turned over, and how lay face first against the bed. The doctors removed a small metal device from a vat of disinfectant and began setting it into a fresh incision at the base of his skull. His neural lace. After they were done the doctors began prepping him for travel over to the docking ring, where the atlas was stationed. Kyle would have to recover on the way. The other Spartans had already been cleared by recovery and were being sent to the atlas, they all need to be exposed to micro gravity in order to get used to the new bioelectrical signals their bodies were using.

--

John-117 walked very slowly down the corridor to the airlock. He was helping Kelly-087 to the ship as well, her arm was looped around his. John had elected to walk to the ship as the other Spartans were taken by wheelchair. "Lead by example" Chief Mendez had said to him. Kelly was the only Spartan who walked with him, the others were just too weak to stand and a few were carried off in neutral buoyancy tanks. John himself was also weak and Kelly wasn't fairing any better. Like him, she had lost her hair but her skin was pail and clammy, there were dark circles under her bloodshot eyes and she walked with a slight limp.

"I can still get you a wheelchair" John said to her.

"I'll make it" was her quiet reply. John didn't talk to her for the rest of the walk which took twenty minutes in their weakened state, but just as they reached the airlock a voice from behind them called out "make a hole". John and Kelly pressed up against the wall as several doctors wheeled a gurney down the hall. The top of the gurney was covered by a biohazard cover, designed to protect the outside world from infectious patients or vice versa.

"His white blood cell count is dangerously low" one of the nurses said.

"Get him started on a booster regiment as soon as we reach the infirmary" one of the doctors said as the gurney entered the tubular airlock and disappeared down one of the carrier's corridors.

"John, Kelly" Halsey said as she came up from behind them "what are you doing up walking?"

"Ma'am, I'm well enough to walk" John said "Kelly wanted to accompany me".

"John, neither of you are fine enough to walk" Halsey said "especially Kelly".

Kelly let out a small grunt of disapproval but she knew she was weak. Her legs were trembling but she managed to tug on John to get him to start walking again. He complied and they made their way through the airlock and onto the carrier, showing Halsey otherwise. Kelly looked down the corridor for any sign of the gurney they saw earlier, but they must have reached the infirmary by now.

"Come on, you two" said Halsey as she boarded the carrier "we better get you a couple of beds. You need as much rest as possible".

John had to agree so he and Kelly followed doctor Halsey to a private area of the carrier that had been set up for them. John took Kelly over to one of the bunks and had her lie down.

"Who do you think that was on the gurney?" Kelly asked him "Halsey was following it".

"I'll find out" John said as he went for the door. When he reached for it he could somehow hear Halsey talking to someone through the door. He cracked it open slightly and was able to deduce the other person was Chief Mendez.

"Its bad" Mendez said to Halsey "his immune system took a dive. Probably due to the bone grafts being done at his age. The docs have to keep him isolated until the marrow can adapt".

"What about the brain swelling?" Halsey asked

"No change" Mendez reported.

"Ok, keep me posted if you hear something" said Halsey

"Will do" Mendez replied.

John shut the door quickly and collapsed on one of the beds, too weak to even ponder who the Chief and Halsey were referring to.

April 21, 2525

location: lambda serpentis system, UNSC carrier atlas

Kyle stood alone in his room, looking over his augmentations. A few scars were visible from where the doctors cut in for the bone grafts. Just thinking about them brought back fresh memories from the augmentation surgery, all the pain he'd endured. Kyle ran a hand across his bald head, he could feel the small hairs as they grew back in.

"give it a couple weeks" Kyle thought to himself as he examined the rest of his body. Kyle had noticed his new, well toned muscles.

"Damn, I'm ripped" Kyle thought "that enhancement stuff really works". He didn't feel any stronger though, probably due to the micro gravity he was in. Kyle changed into the fatigues that were laid out on his bed and when he was finished chief Mendez entered, carrying a tray of food.

"Chief" Kyle said as he saluted.

"Very good" Mendez said.

"One of the things I picked up growing up in a military family" Kyle said as Mendez handed him the tray. It was Kyle's first real meal in weeks and he scarfed it down inside of five minutes. After he was finished, Chief Mendez brought Kyle down to the infirmary. Had him sit down on one of the beds and roll up his sleeve so the doctors could give him an injection.

"What's this?" Kyle asked as the doctor pressed the needle into his skin.

"Its extra vitamins and minerals your body needs so it can adjust to the augmentations" Mendez explained "you'll also need to eat again in a couple of hours".

"Hey, I'm not complaining" Kyle said as the Doctor finished. Mendez then took him through the ship.

"Several sections are off limits for Spartans" he explained on the walk "we don't need to get the crew suspicious on what we're doing here".

"Not a problem" Kyle replied as they entered the armory, it was empty and lined with racks of weapons. But Mendez led Kyle over to a small firing range in the back. On one of the cubicles was a disassembled M6D".

"Reassemble it" Mendez ordered.

Something snapped on in Kyle's head because he walked over and put the pistol back together in thirty seconds flat.

"What the hell!?" Kyle said as he held the M6D and turned to face Mendez "I barely know anything about this thing, or at least I thought I did".

"Subliminal training" Mendez explained "its in its experimental stages now, the Spartans were the test case because of your enhanced brains. You're actually the first we've tried it on."

"Lucky me" Kyle replied as he set the pistol down and suddenly his arm snapped up to catch the assault rifle Mendez had tossed him.

"Its one of the new MA5Bs" Mendez explained "faster rate of fire than the old MA5s, not to mention ten extra rounds in the clip". He also tossed Kyle a clip of standard armor piercing rounds. He activated the targeting exercise and targets began popping up on the firing range, Kyle nailed every one of them in a few seconds flat.

"Doing good" Mendez said. He handed Kyle one of the SRS99C S2 rifles which he stripped down and reassembled inside of a minute.

"This is getting weird" Kyle remarked "what else did you stick in my head".

"There's a limit to what we can introduce" said Mendez "we'll do another session in hand to hand combat tactics while you're in cryo on our way back".

Kyle set the rifle down and let out a sigh. Mendez saw this.

"Is there something wrong?" he asked.

"This is all just going to take a little getting used to" said Kyle "it feels like yesterday that I was at home, just an average seventeen year old kid. Summer vacation was up in a week and a half".

"You'll do fine here" Mendez said, trying to offer him some comfort. Mendez training told him to berate a trainee who's homesick, but in a way Kyle had lost everything he knew and everyone he loved. Not to mention being thrust into an impossible situation. For now he would be a little lax with the kid".

"Hey, Chief. When am I going to get to meet some of the other Spartans?" Kyle asked.

"We'll be getting you integrated in a day or so" Mendez replied.

April 22, 2525

location: lambda serpentis system, UNSC carrier atlas

Kyle tossed and turned in his sleep and eventually found himself awake in bed. He reached down and pulled out the diary Halsey had given him a few weeks earlier and found time to write an entry, but he had to make it as inconspicuous as possible in case anyone ever read it.

4/22/25

Well yesterday I met John, not exactly the best place or situation. I was told that one of the ODSTs died from his injuries, but lets change the subject. I didn't get a chance to talk to John as we were busy with the fight and I stormed out afterwards, ran into this ODST by the name of Silva, didn't strike me as a nice guy so I gave him the finger when he wasn't looking. Even if he did see me there wouldn't be a whole lot he could have done, would have been nice to pop him in the head though.

--

A few hours later Kyle passed through the commissary with his tray of food in one hand and a datapad in the other. He sat down at one of the empty tables and began reading the files on the computer. It was basically the history of the UNSC up to now and information on the rebels. He started eating when a girl who looked about his age walked up. Kyle looked up and saw she was bald, but the face he recognized as Kelly's from their brief encounter back at the station.

"Mind if I sit with you?" she asked.

"Please" Kyle replied as he offered her the chair across from his.