Chapter 2:Captured
Devon mulled over Stone's statement and agreed as the Aliens chatter grew louder around them. The human's were allowed to talk among themselves surprisingly. Devon could hear the Tank crews that had been captured with them chattering about something. Jon was looking around obviuosly trying to find a way out.
Devon couldn't understand anything what the Aliens were saying but from the constant looks and pointings Devon had a eerie feeling they were talking about him. Stone was glaring around him. He toook a menacing step toward a Grunt which 'eeped', tripped and fell facefirst onto the ground. Stone smirked slightly and continued walking. Devon walked over.
"Do you think it's smart to keep antognizing them like that," He said looking around at the Grunts glaring at them, Stone took a moment to think about it.
"...Yes" Stone said giving Devon a grin. Devon shook his head. He looked at Gradsen he was fidgeting with something on his belt Devon couldn't see. He then looked around himself at the Dozens of Alien Soldiers that guarded them, with a jolt of
"There is no way out of this," Devon whispered to himself as he let his head drop to his chest, "Were all going to die." The weak side of him proposed to lay down and cry, But the strong side the one raised by a Marine life wanted to keep fighting. Devon lifted his head up his decision made he would fight till the end like his Dad and like so many others who's end had come and gone.
He looked around him blinking to remove the tears forming. A pair of Ultra Elites whispered to eachother in the alien language. One of them gestured at him and they seemed to be disagreeing about something. Suddenly the one nearest him turned and walked foward. He walked so that he was still facing forward but began to talk in English. Devon was slightly confused but listened anyway.
"Tell me human," The Elite paused for a second as if thinking of something. He then looked down and asked him in a hushed whisper, "Are your eyes red." Devon looked at him curiously.
"Why does every keep asking me that," He said looking up. The elite huffed in annoyance.
"Just answer the question human." He growled.
Devon sighed, "Yes I have red irises, See" He opened his eyes wide and Stared at the Tall Alien. The Elite huffed again and walked back to his partner. As he turned Devon could just descern three purple bars located on the Elites shoulder.
"Must be some kind of Personal touch," He thought. He might of laughed if he wasn't surrounded by Hostile Aliens. A thought touched him as he walked forward. What were the heading for. He thought he saw a shape in the distance irregular with the Horizon. Devon recognized the Whale Shaped head and Graceful Curves of the hull. It was a Massive Assualt Carrier. They were heading straight for it. He shuffled through the mass of aliens and stood next to his dad.
"You see that," He said motioning with his hand towards the Spaceship. Jon nodded. "I wonder why we havet been picked up by a Dropship yet it's a long walk," He said, "Atleast a dozen kilometers."
"I don't know," He said still staring at the Behemoth in the distance, "Maybe their to busy cleaning up or capturing the rest of us," He said Jon gave him a look then turned and continued walking. Devon shrugged and contued walking left to his on devices. His thoughts wondered to his mother. How she had left for some reason that his Dad wouldn't tell him.
He smiled as he got off the bus he had just gotten an A on his math test and was exited to show it to his Parents. He got to the door and was about to open when he heard something. It was a woman screaming at the top of her lungs. Devon pressed his ear against the door. It was his mom screaming he heard only snatches of it. He moved around the side of the house to the sightly open window.
" I can't believe you didn't tell me about this," his mother Screamed. Devon listened even closer as the conversation continued.
"I couldn't it was classified" he heard Jon say gruffly.
"And Now it's not?" His mother asked incredously. He heard his dad give a loud sigh.
"No, it's still classified" He said sadly. He heard his mother give an angry huff.
"I can't Believe you've kept this from me so Long, You did this to our SON!" She shreiked. Devon jolted in surprise they were talking about him. His Dad had did something to him. He couldn't remebr him doing anything to him expect training him like he was a Marine or Something.
"They said it was classified," He thought to himself, "That must mean it involves the Military"
He slowly made his way forward and crossed to the backyard he stepped onto the Porch and jumped up to,and grabbed the edge of the Roof,Nearly Five Feet up. He swiftly swung his legs over the side and softly stood to his feet. He padded softly over the rooftiles to his Bedroom window he softy opened the window and clambered into his room. He had is bed in th corner and a desk with a All Purpose 3-D holographic computer. He didn't hear the yelling anymore he had sound proofed his room a long time ago because of his affinity for loud "old fashioned" rock music.
He sat down on the chair and grabbed the edge of the desk and spun himself around.
"On," he said clearly as he spun. The computer powered up and th voice of the computers A.I. came on.
"What would you like to do today, Perhaps see the newest news of Rebel Movements, or Maybe see the newest Standard Firearm of the UNSC," The A.I.'s pleasent voice said cheerfully from the speakers. Devon sighed his dad must of programmed those into the A.I.s program sometime this morning. He knew he wanted his Dad to read them but he'd do it later.
"Open Mail account and Play Music," He said still spinning. He saw the Window Open then the soft voice drifted over the speakers.
"What music would you like to play"
"Random Selection," He said clearly in a split second, the music began blasting over the speakers.
He opened his mail account and found his Homework Packet. H opened it and began working. The first assignment was from history about the Events leading up to World War III on Earth. He didn't understand why they had to do this when Earth was Hundreds of Light Years Away.
Devon tapped his foot to the rythm as he filled in the the blanks on the sheet. He swiftly moved through the easy questions and moved onto his math homework as the Music Continued to blast. He was multiplying 5 digit numbers when he heard something over the music. He went up into the Window and saw a Taxi Pull up in front of the House he wondered what it was there for.
His mother walked down the sidewalk leading to their front door. She was carrying two suitcases in each hand which she placed in the Trunk of the taxi. His Father met halfway as she walked back towards the house. His body language suggested he was pleading with her over something. As they went back into the house he wondered what she was doing.His mother returned with another suit case. His Father was walking with her still pleading with her over something she shook her head. With Horror Devon realized what was Happening.
He opened the window quickly and called out to her she looked up at him with a look of pity then shut the Trunk door. He cried out to her again and turned and ran flinging the door open as he flew down the stairs hge busy out of the Front Door just as she was getting into the Cab. He called out to her to stop. He ran past Jon and pressed himself against the cab door calling for her to wait, to stop but she just gave him a mournfull look and said something to the driver. The Cab accelerated. Devon kept woth it pounding on the window some of his tears splattering against the windows.
Soon The cab was to fast for him to stay beside it. He chased after it vainly screaming, the tears falling freely. She turned the corner at the end of the block and disappeared. He collapsed onto the Pavement sobbing calling for her to stop. He soon just lay there his tears falling like rain. He curled up into the Fetal Position and sobbed. He heard steps as someone came closer. Someone picked up and pulled him into a tight hug.
"It's okay," He heard his father say as a firm hand patted him on the back. Devon knew it wasn't okay but he let his dad pick him up and carry him home. He heard several Neighbors asking what was going on. His father eased their fears and assured them everything was fine. Finally He carried Devon upstairs Placed him on the bed and walked out. He paused for a second.
"Off," He said and the Music stopped. The Door shut and Devon fell into a fitfull sleep. He was not able to go to school for nearly a week. When he went back he Quit all his Sports stopped talking to his freinds and grew more distant then ny other student . He however threw himself into his Fathers military teaching proceeding to bury the memories of his mother with Weapons Design's,Tactics, and Hand to Hand Training.
That Had been nearly two years ago. He was Older and could think of it without dissolving into tears. He never figured out why his mother left. His father had never told him. He looked up his reverie had must have lasted longer then he thought the Carrier was much closer now. He looked around him Stone had was Glaring around him.
"What's wrong with you," He asked.
"I need some water man," He said wiping his brow.
"Why dont you ask them," Devon said glancing at the Aliens. Stone snorted and then walked over to one of the Elites.
"Hey split-lip you got some water?" He asked none to politely. Devon winced. The Elite made a sound somewhere between a Growl and a Huff and didn't answer. Devon prayed Stone would leave it but the man was at the end of his rope.
"Hey squid-face im talking to you!" He screamed at the Alien. The Elite twisted fast and grabbed Stone's neck he lifted him nearly two and a half feet off the ground so they were face to face. The Elite was shaking with rage. The Golden Zealot walked up and Placed his clawed hand on the Veterans Shoulder. The Veterans head looked to the Zealot then back to Stone. The Zealot said something in the Alien Language The Veteran slowly Placed Stone onto the ground he then reached on to his belt he took out a canteen and handed it to Stone Glaring at him intensly.
"Thanks," Stone sneered tilting his head back, He poured all the water over his head Very little of it getting in his mouth. He held it like that until the Canteen was empty. He shook his head, Splattering water onto the Elite who shook even more. He tossed the Empty container at the Elite. The Canteen bounced off the Aliens armor. Obviously he didn't trust himself to move. Stone glared straight into the Aliens Eyes they stood like that before. Devon Stepped in.
"That's enough Stone," He said grabbing his Arm and giving it a little tug.
"No," Stone said softly, "I need to show these split-lips that we won't back down so easily," He said and tried to shake Devons grip but he Held firm. Stone began struggiling. The Elite mmust have taken this as a challenge and Took a step towards them. The Zealot stepped forward and stood in between them. He began to calm the Elite in the Alien Language. The Elite stopped shaking and looked at the Zealot. He nodded slowly turned and began striding forward to the Front of the Column and as far away from Stone as possible. Stone stopped Struggiling and Devon slowly released his grip. Devon barely notice the Stares of the Humans and Mixed Aliens that surrounded them.
The Zealot however did and he also noticed that they had stopped moving forward. He Roared something and the Aliens immediatly began to march again. Stone began walking forward as well. Devon slowly followed Staring at the Zealot he also had Three Purple Bars on his Chest just like the Ultra's. Devon's thoughts were interupted. By an Elite Jabbing him in the Back with a Plasma Rifle. The Strength of the 'Nudge' caused Devon to stumble forward. Devon didn't look back until he heard soft low huh huh's. He looked behind him the two Minors were making sound's. It took a moment to realize that they were laughing at him. Devon scowled and got up quickly.
The Zealot looked back and a strange look crossed his face. Devon wondered what it was it looked something like... Remorse. He shook his head the Alien bastards didn't have the Gene. But still. He jogged up to the Zealot. He looked up at the Gold Armoured back then said Softly.
"Can I talk to you for a sec,"
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Been a long time since I updated I know. I checked the Dates on my Story and its been nearly Two Months. I know its been long but thanks for Reading this Chjap next one will come up sooner I Swear.
