I do not own halo, nor do I own any of the characters in it. If any names from other stories are named, please inform me, and I will be quick to change it, because it is only coincidence.
Anchorage, Alaska 2523
Dr. Martin Melon was a rather tall man, of almost a lanky stature. He had light brown hair, and hazel eyes. As of three years ago, he no longer had any family or friends, except for the people that worked for him in his underground complex in Alaska. Dr. Melon was a graduate of Harvard Medical School, and for his accomplishments in Nano-machine technology and bodily implants, he received an honorary degree from MIT.
Dr. Melon worked day and night in his underground facility in Anchorage. He had not seen anyone other than his small, underfunded research team in almost three years. However, his project was almost complete, and hopefully it could be released to the government before the tensions between the humans and the covenant escalated to war.
The project that he and his team worked on was top secret. It was so top secret that all researchers involved had every trace of existence removed. They had no families, no birth certificates, no licenses, or any other marks of identification. They were just a group of "non-existent" scientists working on possibly the greatest war machine ever built.
The project they were working on, known as the Spartan Project, had many crucial phases. At first, the soldier had to have every voluntary muscle in his body brought to its "physical limits" multiple times, in order to compare results and to create a formula with the proper potency as not to kill the soldier. Next, the soldier went through an extensive series of tests, covering everything from the simplest math, to the most advanced forms of science. The soldier then had to go through many different coordination tests, where he would be forced to encounter many different battle situations where things like his weapons skill, and any possible skills with the defusing of explosives. The scientists would then combine all of these skills on to one basic evaluation sheet, where they would use a special formula for the bodily implants. They would then have to repeat every test to check the levels of success.
These bodily implants would be scattered all over the body, in order to stimulate muscles, and use a fluid to improve the maximum physical and mental capacity of the soldier. If all went well, the soldiers being tested would show at least a two-hundred percent increase in their physical and mental capabilities. After the final tests were completed, the soldiers would then have to live in a simulated environment similar to normal and military life, in order to observe any possible psychological breakdowns, such as the basic nervous breakdown, or even breaching on insanity. Upon completion of the testing, the soldiers would be fitted into special uniforms designed for the soldiers, which would combine the best human and covenant technology.
The suit would constantly be monitoring the heart rate and the amount of the special formula that was left in the implants. Once the implants would run low, the suit would automatically refill the implants. The suit carried enough of this fluid to last the soldier up to three years of constant strenuous physical activity. Also, other than being heavily armored, the suit was equipped with a special variation of the covenant Overshield, which would be able to take more damage, and would also be calibrated for physical damage, such as long falls. If the soldier needed too, the suit also had built in air systems, for any air-tight space travel, and would also protect against any forms of poisonous gasses in the air. And to top it off, if any different types of upgrades were created for the implants, there was a chip bay just above the neck on the right side of the suit. Soon, the researchers hoped that they would be able to create a magnetic field that would generate from the boots, and also a calibration between the standard Remington 300 series 7.65mm sniper rife issued by the marines that would allow the suit to show a sighted view in the helmet, instead of manually using the scope.
"I just cant get this suit to automatically refill the implants." Said Dr. Melon as he breathed out a puff of his favorite brand of cigarettes, those long ones, in the red and white package.
"I just don't get it. On paper, everything seems like it should go quite well, but I guess that something went wrong. Dr. Scott, would you please come over here?"
Dr. Samantha Scott was one of Dr. Melon's fellow scientists. She was a tall figure, of around six feet. She had long dark hair with blonde streaks running through it. Her fire-engine-red lipstick brought out her beautifully green eyes, which was all topped off by a mixed blue-silver tint of eye shadow. She was also a graduate of the Harvard School of Medicine, and had known Dr. Melon all through her period there. In fact, they had been lovers since their second year into Pre-Med.
"What's the problem doctor?" she asked in her soft, mellowing voice.
"There is some type of problem with the suit. I cant seem to get it to refill the implants. Do you know what the problem is?"
"I think I see it. You don't have a neutral stimulus that is forcing the formula into the implants. It needs to work kind of like if someone is siphoning gas into a tank. You need to blow into the tubing in order for the gasoline to return through to the other end."
"Of course! Why didn't I think of that! Dang it, this means that we already need to develop an upgrade for the implants. Get Drs. Jackson and Murphy on it right away. We can continue with the daily tests of subjects 25, 82, and 117. I guess that it's kind of sad that the rest of the 120 didn't survive though. Either way, they knew the risks."
As Dr. Melon walked down the hall, he had no real idea of how big of a military innovation his 3 new creations would be.