One night, just out of the blue , they called us down to the medbay, needless to say we all complied.On the way down me and my friends stayed close together, all of us trying to figure out what was going on, but overall we were stumped.
If I didn't know that this journal was confidential then I probably wouldn't ass this part but what the hell. It was during those years that I started having feelings towards Christina, to say the least I was in love, and for the most part so was she. We'd become close, very close, every chance we got we would touch each other, mostly holding hands and hugging, but we managed to get in our darker desires too. To be honest I felt that I could survive anything as long as she was by my side, I long for those days.
As we entered we were lead away by UNSC doctors, as i and the others were separated we all shook hands "friends forever" we all said. Then I looked Christina in the eyes and she did the same, then reluctantly we let go and went our separate ways.
I was told to lay on a medcot. When I sat down I noticed Halsey standing in the corner, I believe I saw tears in her eyes, but I can't be sure. without warning the doctor injected something into my arm, I was greeted once again we a wave of nausea and once again I passed out. It wasn't until I woke up that I learned of the experiment.
The first thing I recall was the burning I felt throughout my body, I wanted to scream, just moving my arms was a chore but I managed to pull it off, but when I did a doctor came running over to me and shined a light in my eyes, basically he gave me a full course checkup in ten minutes, after which a group of well dressed Marines came over and started talking about god knows what and god knows who, The blood rushing through my ears blocked out all sound, before I passed out I saw bodies being wheeled away under sheets.
When I re-awoke the pain was gone and I was able to sit up, once more a doctor came rushing over and flooded me with questions.
"Do you have any problems moving?"
"No?"
"What about thinking? Are your thoughts clear?"
"Yeah, whats this all about doc?"
"Just for the records that's all"
I shook my head "My friends. where are they?"
He smiled "I suppose they're all down in the rec room, you can go if you'd like, but I'd recommend the bed rest"
Against his recommendations I stood up "Your all the same" he said. I shrugged it off.
As I was walking towards the rec room I noticed that I felt extremely energetic, in fact I felt better than ever, even my muscles looked larger, I couldn't explain it.
When I stepped in the rec room most of the group came running up to greet me, but even then I sensed something was wrong, I saw grief on their faces and I couldn't find Christina or Tom.
"Oh my god we're so glad your okay Eric" Sam said
"Whats going on? Where are the others?" I asked
They looked at me for a moment "They didn't make it"
"What?" I felt the old fear well up inside.
"Come with us"
They lead me out of the rec room and to the medbay morgue. Once inside they showed me something that Ill never forget. Both Christina and Tom were lying face up on cold gourneys in their military dress uniforms, dead.
Tears crept down my face almost uncontrollably, I put my head down to Christina's and kissed her forehead as I ran my hand through her hair, "How?" I asked
"They modified us with a drug that would make us stronger and faster, the others didn't make it, they weren't the only ones, there were others too, lots of them."
I just stared at them, I felt a rage unlike anything I'd ever felt before building up inside of me, the rage took over, it seemed as if everything slowed down but I was still moving fast, it's what we learned to call "Spartan Time" a point where our adrenaline pumps through our system in such vast amounts that we become nearly three times as strong as normal, it's saved my life more than once. Needless to say I lashed out and slammed my fist against one of the morgue lockers, I didn't even feel the impact, but when I drew my hand away there was a large imprint of my fist dented into the locker, the others just stared at me in awe.
"Let's go back to the rec room." Anthony said. Instead of joining them I decided to stay behind. I think that I spent the whole day in that cold morgue just staring at the both of them lying cold on those gurneys. All the time we spent together, all the training that we had indured all pointless in that moment, I prayed to have them back, I'd have given anything to end the pain, hell I would have even traded places with them if I could have. Sometime that night the mortician came in and found me still sitting by the bodies, he came over and put his hand on my shoulder.
"Why? Why us? Why all of this?" I asked him
He was silent for a moment "Desperation" was the only word he said to my question, I turned and looked at him. "The UNSC is desperate, every day more and more Marines are getting killed on the fronts and more and more lives are being lost." He still had me puzzled.
"What do you mean?" I asked
"You honestly don't know do you?" he replied I shook my head, he sighed "You didn't hear this from me, understand?"
I nodded
"For years Oni has been working on creating a battalion of super soldiers called Spartans to combat the Covenant" He continued "The first project was a failure, everyone of the subjects died during the augmentations, so thats when the Spartan II project came into affect, YOU are part of the Spartan II project and YOU are one of the survivors, you are a Spartan."
"All of this, death, and pain just so Oni can correct their mistakes?!"
"No, you don't understand, Oni needs a new weapon to combat the Covenant, we are fighting a losing battle!"
I glared at him "So instead of asking for volunteers, they kidnapped innocent children to fight in their Damned war!"
"I can't blame you for being angry, but you have to understand, you are the last hope for humanity, you will all be revered as the utmost elite force the Earth has!"
I pointed at my dead friends "Do you know who they are?"
He eyed them and then looked at his charts "Of course Christina 105 and Thomas 074"
"No, they were my friends, you see you don't know anything about us."
"Perhaps it would make a difference if I told you that Christina 105 was pregnant at the time of her death." he said, averting his gaze from me.
I froze, "What did you say?"
"Spartan 105 Christina, was three months pregnant at the time of her death"
I felt anger and sadness flood me all at once, not only had I lost the love of my life, but my child as well, for some reason I couldn't help but think that it was all my fault. "I have to go"
"Uh, sure" He didn't even look at me as I made my exit, I think he was too scared, he was right to be scared too.
When I walked into the rec room I saw one of the brass giving some speech, I found my way to the others and sat, but I didn't hear anything I was too busy trying to figure it all out.