Part 11- Origins of a demon

Date: 3/11/2552

Location: Kenya, East Africa, Earth

Time: 02:12 AM

A bright light shone from the darkness surrounding Brit once again his 21 year old mind flooded with questions about this light.

'Is this it?' Brit thought whilst in the realm of darkness 'Am I dead?' He asked himself as the light in the distance grew bigger and bigger 'Am I in heaven or is this an illusion planted in my mind by the Barron of hell?'. The bright light suddenly lit up the darkness around him forcing him to awake from this dark plane.

"Wha-what?" He mumbled as he awoke, in front of him was three men in white suits and masks and googles on his left side was two of them looking down at Brit's chest examining something attached to him whilst completely unaware of Brit becoming conscious while the third was at a computer screen with a holo pad in his right and swiping what ever it was on there from his pad to the screen.

Brit then tried to move but was met with resistance, something was holding him back from moving, he then looked down at where his left arm was, a metal brace was holding his arm closely to the bed he was laying across. He then moaned a little feeling a pain in his chest.

"Shit the subject is awake!" One of the men in white shouted with a shocked expression dropping what ever he had in his hand onto Brits half naked front. "Get the thiopental!" Another man shouted while pointing at a set of draws by the door. Brit began to struggle agasint the braces holding him down trying to break free from them by pulling his arms up. The two men in white either side of him had begun to hold him down both pushing force agasint his arms trying to hold him in place while the third man was moving his hands around in the draws at the other end of the room.

A few seconds of struggling had past with Brit resisting agasint the two doctors "Ah Found it!" The third man called out now walking towards brit with a needle in hand, Brit moved his right arm again trying for one last desperate attempt with more force than the last time he struggled to free himself from the bed. A burning sensation could be felt along his right arm as he tried suddenly before something snapping off.

His right arm was free with the chain that held him agasint the bed loosely hanging off of his arm at the wrist. He leaned forward some more and grabbed the scientist to his right by the neck holding him up with ease before throwing the man agasint the terminal beside Brits bed.

"Look out he's loose!" The man to the left of him said now backing away from Brit while the third moved in with the syringe in his hand. He felt another burning sensation again this time in his left arm the brace holding him down suddenly snapped off as he tried to break free. The man who was carrying the syringe as if to use it in a stabbing motion which a syringe is usually use for had got to the left of Brits bed where forced the syringe down to Brits left arm, Brit used his right arm to punch the mysterious man in the face only to stun him buying him time for him to grab the syringe the man was holding out of his right hand using his left arm. Brit then stabbed the man in the side of the neck with the syringe he then twisted the small tool and ripped it out of the mans neck allowing him to fall back to the ground with a hole in his neck leaking blood.

Brit looked up from the man he had just killed to see the third man in white trying to flee the room desperately attempting to escape Brits room but was struggling with the door in his way. He leaned forward to where the braces were on his legs and pulled them off using both his arms. A sudden pain hit Brits forehead filling him with pain, he couldn't help but scream while holding his head with both his hands. As he screamed it suddenly turned into the most unlikely thing any sound a human could make, a roar. Brit suddenly felt himself lose control over his own self as if someone was taking over for him. He stopped screaming and turned to the man trying to flee the room. Brit raised his left arm into the air towards the doctor trying to leave and suddenly the man exploded, with limps and pieces of organ flying across the room in several different directions.

Brit shivered for a second before relaxing his arm and so he can focus on the restraints.

A few moments later he was out in the corridor outside the room he woke in. The corridor reminded him of a medical ward: clean, white, long, polished. The only interesting part about it was that there was no furniture dotted around the corridor. As Brit walked he used the left wall for support not wanting to let go incase he might stumble to the floor, his legs felt week at the knees almost causing his knees to shake a little as he put one foot in-front of the other.

Black imprints of the ONI symbol had been plastered onto the walls down the corridor with only the doors being left bare by it. Brit slowed down after a few seconds with his left hand over his head as he tried to think about what was going on. He stood still for a few seconds with his mind trying to catch up to his level.

Brit stepped forward again this time he carefully planned his steps making sure he wouldn't fall, he looked up again to see if anyone was present but found it empty still with only himself occupying the corridor and no one else: the white plate of a door of some sort stood before him with only the words exit floating off the front of it illustrating where it led to.

For once with in the past few minutes Brit felt satisfied with what was happening. He pushed himself off of the wall he was using for support with confidence so he could step forward towards the door way. The door opened with ease with a hissing sound. Bright lights in-front of him focused on Brit as if he was looking directly into the sun. He put a hand infront of his face shielding his sight from it. Suddenly a loud bang sound came from infront of him just before he felt his right shoulder being hit by something. He was shifted to the right with some force causing him to face away from the blinding light and where the object that hit him came from

His sight had come back to him now he was looking away from what ever caused him to go almost blind. He looked at his shoulder to see what had hit him: blood stained most of his white apron with a large black hole in the centre. He had been shot but yet Brit felt no pain from it or anything else from his shoulder. The black hole slowly started to disappear with a small black orb emerging from the hole. The shell from the bullet that had attempted to lodge itself into his shoulder had fallen out with the hole now healed, steam began to rise from his shoulder causing him to shiver a little at the tingling felling where the hole was.

People started gasping from where the light was causing brit to turn his head and look out at the light wishing the blinding light would switch off. The glass of lights suddenly smashed leaving Brit with the ability to see again and see what had shot him. Two rows of human soldiers in white stood infront of him with M6B pistols and BR3's. They wore white and grey marine military fatigues with their faces covered by black and grey camouflage. "FIRE!" One of them shouted before they all started shooting at an unarmed and almost half naked Brit.

The shells of the rounds being fired from the soldiers infront of him somehow began to arc around him as if something was pushing them of course. He then raised his left arm out causing one of the soldiers to suddenly explode with blood and pieces of clothing to fly around coating his squad mates and the walls around him. The rifle of the soldier suddenly floated towards Brits hand at a fast pace before using it against the soldiers.

He pulled the trigger of the rifle firing three rounds every time before beginning to fire his rifle at the guards constantly until a clicking sound came from his gun. Four of the guards where dead shortly before the rest started to slowly back up. Brit juggled the rifle until he caught the stock of the weapon and held it back before throwing the rifle towards one of the fleeing soldiers. The rifle pieced through the soldiers back with the barrel going in first like the tip of a spear then soldier then fell forwards with the rifle sticking through his stomach as if impaled by the rifle.

Slowly Brit began to make his way to where ever the soldiers had run of to hoping he could find an exit out of the hell hole he had woke up in. Suddenly the lights in the corridor shut off with only red flashing lights being visible from the walls "WARNING! WARNING! LOCK DOWN IN PROGRESS ALL PERSONAL PLEASE LEAVE IN AN ORDALY FASHION TO THE NEAREST EXIT!". The red lights didn't help brit with what was going on and this odd power he had woken up with. He still felt the same pain in his head when he woke but with now a ringing sound in his ear as he walked down the corridor filled with bloody footprints from the marines that had fled from brit.

Brit followed the soldiers down the long corridor some more "Get in quick!" He could hear from up the corridor where a odd light shon from. A double door was at the end with a soldier standing inside of it holding it open for the fleeing troops. Brit continued to walk slowly towards them while feeling his new half take control of his power once more. As soon as the last solder was through the door slammed shut and became closed before being locked.

By the time brit got to the door he raised his right arm quickly and forced it out of the door frame and into the room whilst knocking over whom locked the door. The room was more of a Bay Area with pelicans and falcons parked up in a orderly cargo creates and containers scattered the area as-well as lab staff and soldiers trying to evacuate like the alarm was stating them todo. Suddenly a few guards turned and started shooting Small compact SMG's at Brit trying to stop him from escaping through the same door they had left the network of corridors through.

The door then finally became shut causing brit to slow down on his approach to the door. 'They've locked it' he thought before turning to his left and seeing another corridor with the same door at the end of it. Brit slowly started making his way there while the alarm continued to fill the corridors with the same noise repeatedly. When he finally got to the door it opened slowly before stopping half way. Brit couldn't wait much longer so he crawled underneath the half open and closed door.

The room he had entered was a hanger. Only two pelicans remained with a set of waterhogs with troop carriers that had been parked near an open door with a set of windows beside it. He looked down the large hanger incase anyone else was in the room with him aswell as himself. It was empty making Brit feel satisfied just with what was around him. He stood from where the door was and walked deeper into the hanger whilst attempting to stand up as straight as he could in the hanger. "So any news from the laboratory area, place…thing?" A voice came from the open doorway.

Brit crouched down a little before waddling over to the wall near the windows to the room where the open door led to. "And why the alarms had to be triggered?" Three soldiers all of which wearing the same uniform the ones from earlier were wearing, one sat on a chair with his feet up and on a table with a mug of something in his hands while the other two stood one leaning against the same table and another whom stood opposite them reading from a holopad. "First off corporal it is known as the laboratory zone of studying and research." He stated clearly to the one that seemed to lack intelligence out of the three in the room. "And secondly a breach or contagion or something had happened of which I do not know about because the guys that run this facility want to keep this place a secret incase the covenant in new Mombasa found out about the things we keep here aswell as this very facility".

'Covenant on earth, guess we couldn't hold them off on reach' Brit thought as he continued to listen to the three men in the room.

"So this is essentially a ONI blacksite research facility?" The one with his feet up asked the one with the holopad.

"…For fucksake Corporal how the hell did you manage to get promoted from private?" He asked in an angry tone to the man whom must be the corporal out of the three. "Stopped a grunt from running into a munitions room with two plasma grenades in his hands." The room fell silent after what had been said by the corporal.

Suddenly another door opened in the far corner of the room with heavy footsteps coming from the door. Brit peaked out from the window and saw three more men carrying rifles with one at the front holding two "The facility director has ordered an evacuation alert." One of them said as he tossed the rifle across the room to one of the soldiers comfortably slacking "Why's that?" The corporal asked as he stood up from his chair.

"You know corporal sometimes you ask too many questions." One of the other soldiers said.

"Covenant picked up a radio signal from this place and we believe a squadron of phantom dropships is on route to this facility. We and the rest of the marines posted here have orders to evacuate the staff to the nearby exit points."

The one that came in with both of the rifles said. It was hard to tell who was who with the uniforms that Brit had never seen before: White armour and helmets with grey undershirts. All of their faces were covered with black balaclavas. "Why can't we use this place?" One of them asked. "That door was due for repairs in two days. If you want to get out of here through that place your going to have to use the small fire door beside it that leads to the wilderness that probably filled with the very enemy that's being sent to kill us." He finished.

After a brief few moments of rifles and pistols being cocked and loaded all of the men in the room turned to face another door "Alright girls let's get shaking!" The leader at the front shouted before they began to run out of the room. The door then opened followed by the men running through it before it slammed shut shortly afterwards.

Brit pecked round the corner to see if anyone was there. 'Good it's clear. Now let's get some clothes.' He said seeing a set of lockers lined up against the wall beside the door going into the room the guards were just in. A few minutes later Brit was walking down the hanger with a pair of engineer boots on and some working overalls. He had checked to see if any of the waterhogs were drivable but the engines had been removed from the front Brit didn't even both looking at the pelicans due to the lack of knowledge he has for flying the craft. The alarms had gone quite now with only Brits footsteps filling the large room where the transport would usually be kept.

He approached the door with the steel handle on it and pushed it open. A dark tunnel lit up for him with a dim light at the end of it lighting it up for him as if showing him where to go. He stepped through the door and began to walk done it. As Brit did he examined the tunnel noticing that it had not been used for awhile with cracks forming in the concrete walls around him. As he got closer and closer to the light he began to hear the clear sounds of the night jungle in all its fashion.

He stepped out the hole carefully incase someone was watching him from somewhere. The distant sounds of conflict remained in the air with exchanges between plasma and lead, he sighed before feeling as if a hand or something suddenly gripped his forehead causing him to latch onto it with his right hand. A voice came into his head as if someone from inside his mind was talking to him "You think life's going to be easy?" It said as brit spotted an opening in a set of trees going out to a field of sorts to his left. "Brit think about what's happening" a different voice said to him whilst he was walking over to the opening while feeling the mud attempt to consume his feet every time he took a step.

"The galaxy isn't going to be all about you is it?" The same voice said with a little more hostility used in it. Brit climbed a small hill made up from mud and made his way through the opening by crawling under the low branch's "Your going to have to be alone for awhile well until we get back…if we even do get back" another said. Brit walked calmly into the field and began to look around. He knew he was in the open but he didn't care. He sighed and turned his head to the right to see a large set of clouds forming over the city of new Mombasa. Covenant ships flew over the city either firing plasma beams down onto it as an effort to glass the area for their great journey. His vision began to swirl making it difficult to look straight infront of him. Brit slowly crouched down and sat on the ground while looking up at the burning city. Slowly he leaned back and laid on his back in the grass looking up at the black sky "Through out your training with us I have seen many thing from you, the way you train, the way you interact with other members of the clan aswell as your past and why you are here." Brit slowly began to close his eyes not wanting to wake again from the slumber he is about to enter.

"But the one thing that has stayed with me and shocked me is your destiny and who you will be in the future."