I wrote this short fanfic through the eyes of the Drones, and I hope you like it. There might be some problems with it, since I wrote it pretty fast, but please say what you think.
UNSC letter to Code: Preservation 3 concerning Document Drone B34M: The UNSC has just recently discovered a new technology that is similar to the Ansible system, which allows us not only to send messages to each other faster than light, but also capture them. We have been using this Top Secret technology to capture the thoughts of drones, the insect like workers and versatile flying warriors of the Covenant. They seem to tell each other everything they think and do the moment it happens, with their mind, literally making them one being. So, the translation of their thoughts to Stark looks particularly odd to humans. Still, Document Drone B34M, or "Drone Diaries" remains a popular document.
We cannot have this, with the experiments approaching. The public may realize what we are doing. Which is why you have been given the assignment of rereading the Document, manually printing a paper copy of only vital information, and erasing all records of the Document in the UNSC databanks. Failure will not be tolerated on this matter. Make this your top priority. Mail all results by 30/4.
Drone Diaries
We have no reason to remain with these One-Thinkers. We are above them, and we even saw through an eye how recklessly they act, these One-Thinkers, these "Brutes". We cannot risk staying with the Covenant, they see nothing, they hear only their minds, and no other. We are better. We are they, we are us, we are we.
We may be better, but we can not survive without them, they said to us, showing us a picture of the primitive insects that swarmed over the surface of many planets. They showed us then how the humans stepped, destroyed, pounded.
Horrible. Monstrous. We must kill the humans for us! We say.
,yes, we see, you see, we see. One-Thinkers are not better, but they keep No-Thinkers from stepping on the All-Thinkers.
Yes. We see now. These Brute-Thinker Ones will be your, ours, protectors for now. When they are done, they will join we Hive or die. The egg laying eye must survive. Without the strength giving arms of us, of you, or ours, how can they live? How can we live? We must live. We must. We must. We must. We must.
But these All One-Thinking beasts, these "Elites", they are weak. We are weak now also. Yet we are not one, they are not one with you, with they, with us, but they must but they aren't. We can not understand them.
Or we.
Or we.
Or they.
Or us.
We cannot understand what we can not trust, we can not trust we, we can not understand. These Elite One-Thinkers will learn or die. Such will all One-Thinkers. But not us. We are All-Thinkers, we see with all our eyes, we move with all our arms, they see with one eye, they move with one arm, and one is nothing, one does not exist, thus they do not exist, and what does not exist can not be allowed to.
-Gap in thought(Hours-Days). Error in Ansible systems C-11? Recommend Janefix-
We hear the call, our call. The egg-laying eye is being attacked by the Elite One-Thinkers! Death to No-Thinkers! Death to Elite One-Thinkers! They are but one, they are nothing, and nothing may not destroy a mother eye of eggs. We see all and they see nothing. Kill them! Brute One-Thinkers are One, but nothing may be used against nothing.
We are-
"For the Arbiter!"
Hive must live. We must live! Elite Thinkers at egg laying eye queen, kill, kill!
"Filthy bugs, followers of the Brutes! Avenge the Arbiter brothers!"
NO! We MUST LI-
-Abrupt end in thought. Reboot/Error in system C34?-