Realizations

Oh my gosh this is the latest update I have ever had, I apologize immensely. I honestly just got caught up in my SAT stuff but I will try to update a bit more reguarly, please stay with me and give some reviews!

Voices…..slightly muffled but I knew they were there and a few of them were slightly recognizable to me but my head felt warm and fuzzy, there was also an odd monitor sounding noise that steadily got stronger in the background as I began to open my eyes. "Chief, Doctor look!" "Well I'll be damned…" Why did they sound so amazed? I was just waking up for god's sake and with a killer headache might I add. I didn't hesitate to sit up as my vision cleared and I cleared my throat heavily as I was handed a canteen of water, enabling me to speak a moment later in a slightly confused tone. "Why are you all so excited? It's not like I ran away for a few years or something."

The doctor smiled kindly and moved towards me as I finished off the canteen and handed it back to him silently, I eyed the Spartan that stood slightly off to the side as the doctor began to speak. "My name is Dr. Lancer and we looked surprised because, well…..you basically just came back from the dead." "What?!" I heard my voice raise slightly in octave as I tried to remember what had happened in the past however many days but I had no recollection of anything past being rescued from some room by the Master Chief. "Try not to get worked up Agent, I want to make sure that your vitals are stable just in case. Please sit back." The Doctors voice was soft but stern and I grudgingly complied, my eyes once again wandering over to the stoic Spartan.

"So….what happened?" I didn't expect him to answer honestly but I knew he could see the surprise on my face as he spoke, his voice sounding gruff and neutral. "You were interrogated by the covenant and your injuries were severe by the time I managed to free you. After we brought you here your vitals decreased until you just completely flat line, then came back." Well he didn't sugar coat anything that was for sure but I might as well thank him anyways, "Well….thank you Master Chief. Most would have left me for dead with the way I probably looked." He simply nodded and said a "good job" to the doctor and his assistant before leaving quietly, the thud of his boots sounding out down the hall until I could hear them no more. I don't know why but for some reason I almost felt disappointed that he hadn't stayed longer or said anymore, his presence seemed to make an odd feeling wash over me and now I felt slightly empty now that it was gone.

My attention was drawn from my thoughts as Dr. Lancer made a skeptical noise while going over my charts, his face was one of surprise once more. "Well this is…different. It seems that your body has changed in such a way that it is almost as if it was augmented like a Spartans, but not as drastically. How do you feel at the moment?" "Really well actually, almost like I could get up and run a marathon." He chuckled at my slight enthusiasm and he motioned for me to follow, "Alright lets not get too far ahead, but if you feel alright I would like for you to follow me to the examination room please." I nodded and swung me legs over the edge of the bed to follow and noticed that I was in my under suit, but it felt….different, like it almost didn't fit.

As we stopped in a room filled with all sorts of equipment the doctor ushered me over to a height and weight measurer and had me step up, hastily writing down the results as they appeared. As we moved from test to test I kept quiet as I figured that he would let me know the results when we finished and partly because I was afraid that I might break his concentration. It took almost 2 hours too finish all the tests but I didn't voice my opinion as he walked me over to two chairs and gestured me to take a seat across from him, "I…I honestly don't have any explanation for what has happened to you. It doesn't seem to be anything negative but you have grown in height by about 3 inches setting you to a height of 5'10 and your weight rose from 120 to 150. Your sight is as sharp as an eagles and your hearing as sensitive as a bat and not to mention your speed and accuracy have improved as well. As I said it is almost as if you were augmented but there is no evidence of bodily tampering what so ever."

My mouth hung slightly open as I took in this shocking information while trying to process it as well, how could all this have happened without any explanation? Stuff like this just doesn't….happen! "Wait what about my injuries? They couldn't have healed in the small amount of time that I had been unconscious/dead." "You have acquired a quick regenerative ability that has healed your wounds as if they were never there, amazing isn't it?" "I guess, I'm actually kind of freaked out. And what about my armor? How am I going to wear it?" He stood and I followed him out as he spoke in an easy going tone, "I will talk to the captain and see if we can get some new armor for you as soon as possible, it should only take about a day." "Alright, well, thanks doc. I really appreciate all that you've done for me, am I cleared to leave?" He simply smiled and nodded, waving as I left and not seeing the immensely relived expression on my face as I walked out. Nothing against him but I hated going to the doctor.

"You alright Chief? I'm reading a slight spike in your heart rate and brain activity." Cortana spoke in a slightly curious tone as the Spartan walked into the armory and began to clean his weapons silently. "I'm fine." His tone indicated that he wasn't going to speak any farther on the subject and as much as she wanted to Cortana kept quiet out of respect, he was probably just getting into a mindset for the next mission tomorrow. But the Chiefs mind was far from the mission as he saw that white haired agents face appear in his mind once more, he had tried to shake the warm feeling that had spread throughout him as he saw her open her eyes but it wasn't working. He didn't like it. It was a distracting feeling and he couldn't afford to be off in his mind during the mission, he was a soldier built for war….soldiers couldn't let emotion mix with war.

He knew that if Cortana could read his mind she would say that he was wrong and that it was human to have different feelings but he wasn't human, he didn't feel human anymore. That life was gone and now he was a soldier and nothing more, sometimes he thought he was nothing more than a machine. Running off of nothing more than supplements and about 3 hours rest if he was lucky, and sometimes he would get pushed to the edge of it all but he never let himself fall. "Think that gun is clean enough sir?" He was pulled from the deep recesses of his mind by a noticeably feminine but not irritatingly high pitched voice to his left.

Rikki Sat with her own rifle in hand and was watching him were her calculating and intense violet gaze as he mindlessly cleaned his assault rifle, he hadn't even realized that she had walked in. She merely shrugged as he didn't answer and began to disassemble her own silently and clean it as well, sneaking a peak at him from the corner of her eye now and then. "So I hear you're headed to some beach island tomorrow for the mission, what do you think you'll be looking for?" But still he did not answer so Cortana did for him, "We're going to see if we can find any coordinates or maps that will help lead us to where they have their main data base set up here. Were about as blind as a bat without some sort of coordination on this ring." "Oh, well, maybe I'll see you two before you head off tomorrow?"

She knew that she wasn't going to get an answer but for some reason she just wanted to hear him speak whether it was one word or one sentence, but the silence came as a not so surprising disappointment. Figuring that there was no point in her staying any longer she reassembled her weapon quickly, put her things back into her locker, and began to walk out without saying another word. But just as she reached the door and it quietly hissed open she was stopped by his smooth yet rough voice, the sound of it making chills run up and down her spine. "Maybe, stay sharp agent." To others and even to her his voice was nothing but neutral and slightly stern but she imagined that maybe, just maybe, there was a hint of something else underlying it like care or maybe a silent promise. But why did she want this? Why did she feel this way towards him so quickly and suddenly? She had noticed that ever since she had awoken her attitude had changed from a somber demeanor to one of positive determination and unwavering courage, she did not feel as afraid to let her feelings be known but she always kept that mask of a soldier over them. She may be human, she may be a woman, but here she was a soldier. And soldiers couldn't let emotion mix with war…..