CORRUPTER_ 's presence over the battlenet suddenly sent all systems haywire. Immediate response teams and WMD's began drafting approval for deployment on the large colony world of Sedra. The hidden outpost deep within Sedra's foliage, that had held an Insurrection base, was suddenly and vigorously assaulted by the UNSC with approval from the local Sedran Governing Body, citing they could deal with them, but the UNSC could do it better.

Shortly before the broadcasting of CORRUPTER_ through the UNSC Battle Net, Spartans Chantara 116, Sarsykian G-273, and Maddock G-193 were shock-deployed in a rapid assault against the complex.

The operation, Codenamed STORMHAUS, was enacted at 0105, and Avoin, their target, was captured at 0109, moving to be hastily extracted for interrogation. Here, no true understanding of what happened was known, other than to the three Spartans who had inserted, and the one who'd been infected.

Front and center, leading the way, S-116 dual-wielded her set of M6 Machine pistols. In the center, G-193 was dragging along Avoin with the ripcord and cuffs, with G-273 bringing up the rear, sweeping the back end with a fully-loaded MA5B assault rifle.

S-116 front, she led them under a small walkway that led into an outdoor galley of sorts; tables, sinks, distribution equipment for meals, and a canopy with thermal camouflage hanging over to protect them from casual onlookers in space.

Down here, S-116 noticed that it was more obvious. Moving quickly between the tables, they left the galley area and proceeded into a building within the base. G-273, at the rear, turned around for a brief second to observe Avoin and G-193, noticing Avoin was awake, after the short distance he was dragged, blood teeming around his mouth.

Looking forward again, G-273 spoke; "Target's awake." Maddock grunted into the comm channel, with S-116 responding; "Aye aye, keep moving." Avoin moved to sit up, yanking at his cord to get the attention of G-193, who promptly stopped and turned around, M7 pointed at the helmetless criminal.

Avoin stared G-193 in the eye, S-116 staying front and halted, G-273 watching the rear. G-193 spoke. "What?" Avoin responded briskly, "Get me out of here faster."

Somewhat perplexed, G-273 turned around and nodded at S-116, who simply proceeded her course through the building. S-116 spoke to Avoin; "And why do we want to do that?" Turning right around a corner, three Insurrectionists were waiting, not for them, but around a door. They were heavily armed, outfitted with backpack-fed .308 "Confetti Maker" machine guns.

Quickly, they noticed, turned, and opened fire on the advancing three. S-116 raised her machine pistols, spraying as she ran to the opposite side of the T-joint hallway, taking cover once arriving.

G-273 grabbed Avoin by the collar of his power armor and lifted him up, pressing him against the wall. G-193 moved around him, and with his MA5B, took short bursts at the heavy insurrectionists around the corner.

Avoin spoke through clenched teeth. "The experiments will get out if you send your men down there! You need to destroy this station, now!" G-273 shook his head, placing the barrel of his M7 to the forehead of Avoin. "And what would that be? Is it through those doors?" Avoin, his expression slowly changing to a complex of fear and anxiety, began vigorously nodding his head at G-273's question.

G-273 turned to his two allies, saying; "Breach that door they're guarding! See what's down there!" Turning back to Avoin, who's face immediately turned to anger, began struggling in his shackles, kicking G-273 in the chest while repeatedly screaming; "No! They'll get out! They'll kill everyone! They-"

G-273 stepped back, reared back the fist he once had on Avoin's collar, and rammed it into Avoin's stomach, causing the Insurrection leader to topple over in a gagging and coughing fit. "Shut the fuck up!" G-273 shouted, grabbing Avoin's head and lifting him off the ground by it. Avoin simply sat there, staring up at the Spartan-III with helpless fear.

"The shooting stopped…" Avoin whispered before coughing a small batch of blood onto the ground. G-273 immediately looked to his left, to see a vacant space; his squad mates completely void of the space. Looking back, G-273 grabbed the cord that bound Avoin and pulled it over his shoulder. Holding out his M7, he turned the corner.

The three Insurrectionists were dead, and the doors were open, locked open by the two other Spartans. Odd. He didn't even hear a confirmation between the two, or to him, for that matter.

Walking out, Avoin began struggling for a short moment before groaning in distress. G-273 moved, SMG drawn, and approached the door, stepping over the corpses of the dispatched insurrectionists.

G-273 stepped foot in front of the entrance, aiming his M7 down the corridor which his team mates disappeared into. Down the corridor was a stairwell that led down into an elevator room, which was stuck open, elevator car missing, and the lights within the elevator shaft rapidly blinking emergency red.

G-273 was confused of this, and began looking around him, the flashlights on his helmet immediately switching on to view the surroundings in an easier fashion. Moving slow, G-273 looked back down the corridor and began stepping towards the elevator shaft, M7 drawn. Each step closer, he could begin to hear various screams, cacophonous noises, and howls from down the shaft. No gunfire, just mysterious organic noises that set off G-273's.

Once to the shaft, G-273 leaned slightly over, peering into the depths of the dimly-lit elevator shaft. Down there, his radar was picking up numerous contacts of Omega threat level. G-273, confused, said to himself; "What is down there?"

Avoin spoke. "The… The experiments are down there…" G-273 turned around, glaring at the man on the ground. "What the fuck are they?! What are you doing with an Omega level hostile in this base?!" Avoin opened his mouth to speak, but a loud, booming roar echoed through the shaft, followed by the noise of rapid ascension up the shaft, with claws and nails, fingers and all sorts of appendages dragging themselves up the shaft.

G-273 looked to the shaft, raising his M7. Avoin spoke; "We.. Have to leave.." G-273 pulled the cord, hoisted Avoin over his left shoulder, turned, and bolted back up the stairway as whatever hell was ascending to the elevator doors. Once out of the corridor, G-273 turned right, bolting at a speed of 30 MPH down the corridor, weaving through different passageways until coming to an open storage room, where he stopped, tossing Avoin on the floor.

Aiming his M7, he looked down at Avoin. "What the hell was that?" Avoin coughed, his hands up in surrender. "It.. The experiments…" G-273 narrowed his eyes from behind the helmet he wore, shaking his head. "Omega class? You're experimenting with the flood, you bastard." Avoin chuckled, setting his back flat on the floor, staring into the ceiling. "Yes.. Yes i was…"

Behind G-273, a cacophonous scream reverberated through the halls of the complex. G-273 unclipped the damaged Oceanic-Class helmet from his belt, forcefully putting it over Avoin's head. Taking a device off his belt, he pressed it, undoing the cuffs and automatically snapping to his waist.

Pulling a second M7 off his left thigh, he tossed the weapon into Avoin's stomach. "Stand up." G-273 ordered. "You're fighting these creatures with me until we get outside." Pulling four extra magazines off his kit, he dropped them onto the recovering Avoin, who eventually stood up, facing the direction of the various noises.

G-273 followed suit, shouldering the M7 and aiming it down the corridor.