Mon Jun 17, 2019 4:54 pm
-011 heard Endis was dying.
He'd attempted to assassinate him twice.
Both attempts had failed.
That in of itself would have granted him his respect, but he has also proven himself a worthy fighter.
The Warrior walked in, in the regular UNSC jumpsuit.
Endis looked up as -011 entered, ducking under the doorframe.
"My condolences."
"Why are you here?"
"Because I want you to die without having any hard feelings. Whatever midnight injected you with, it wasn't enough to kill me, fortunately, but you're dying."
"Get to the point."
"Many have wondered what I, we, are. I'm guessing you do too?"
"I wouldn't mind knowing."
"Well, here goes nothing:
We are Orion III B, Project warrior.
Designed to defeat anything in humanities way, during the war. We were to be it's secret weapon. That with which it would reap havoc in the covenant's ranks.
I am almost unkillable, my only true weakness is the fragile area we call the neck, if it is severed, I am effectively dead."
"Uhuh. But what exactly are you? You're definitely not a spartan."
"Well, as I said, I'm a Warrior. But you're right, the augmentations, although similar, are different to those of spartans. I don't know what, you'd have to ask Dr. Arcadia, who is still MIA. What's for sure is that this stuff made us into bigger, better spartans."
"Yeah. I know you're not here just to tell me your life story."
"Fine. Take this."
-011 passed a small metallic object into his hand.
"What is this?"
"An inhibitor control chip, made by ONI for use by ONI's subjects. That's mine by the way. I thought you'd like to see what made me try to kill you repeatedly in the past."
"So you were mind controlled?"
"Pretty much. I hate that thing. You can keep it for as long as you want."
And with that -011 got up and started leaving.
"Wait. No hard feelings, I guess."
"No hard feelings."
-011 nodded and walked out.
He went directly to the armoury and on his way stopped Hex.
"Z19 is in his cabin."
"Wha-"
-011 winked and she suddenly felt herself be pushed in that direction by Angel.
"He's kind of sad, you should go see him."
Hex was confused but went along with it and walked off towards Z19's cabin.
Angel looked at -011.
Her long light brown hair was tied up in a bun and her greenish-blue eyes sparkled.
"We need to find Z19 now."
She gushed.
"Are you seriously going through with this?"
"Yep. Remember, you agreed to help me get them together."
"What did I get myself into?! I only agreed to help you nudge them in the right direction."
"Aw c'mon. You have a soft spot for them just as much as I do now too."
"Yeah, you went from deadly supersoldier to Mamá duck in a month."
"Well, I've heard Z19 is in the mess hall so hurry."
She ran off and -011 groaned.
As much as he loved Angel, sometimes she was really quite the handful.
Once they had located Z19, they repeated the same act, and Z19 wandered off to his room.
"Well, I hope you're happy now. Let's get to the armoury, Joker and Edgy have been kept waiting long enough!"
He grabbed her arm as she smirked.
"I'm coming, geez. We just haven't been able to be so light-hearted in years."
"I'm all for reuniting lost friends, lovers and stuff like that, but you're going heavy on that stuff now that we're out of the fight. -For the time being at least."
He stepped on the automated armour equiper.
As it finished, he went to put on his helmet, Angel's hand stopped him.
"Are you sure you want to leave now?"
"We need to leave. Something big is coming. And I'm not going to sit by and do nothing."
"There's my little -011!"
And she quickly pecked his cheek as he freed himself.
"This is really not the time to get all lovey dovey."
He secured his helmet and grabbed two SMGs.
He attached them to his armour, then grabbed a magnum and tossed it at her.
She caught it and they both walked towards the hangar bays.
Joker and Edgy were waiting for them by a Condor.
"Well, well, well, look who decided to stop 'doing stuff' together."
-011 ignored Edgy's snide remark.
"Well. This is it. If anyone wants to back down, now is the time."
Instead, all four of them made sure their armour was sealed.
"Alright. Let's do this."
All four of them immediately jumped towards an airlock, crashing through it into space, and pushed by their own momentum, they floated away from the ship.
-011 allowed himself a little smile at the thought of some Red Eagles technician being berated. He knew he shouldn't, but his mischief was still present.
As they all floated there, a small shuttle suddenly approached. It was a pelican, and as it neared, the ramp lowered.
Out stepped another massive figure, with his mag boots activated.
He uttered just 4 words.
"Long time, no-see."
He grabbed -011's arm, and pulled him inside. Next was Edgy. Then came Angel. Finally, Joker floated in, and the ramp closed.
Inside were two more figures, and they both looked at them. Finally the cockpit's doors opened and out stepped the fourth and final figure.
-011 spoke first.
"So... How have you guys been. Ya know, since..."
"Fine. We've all been fine. It isn't why we're all here though."
"True. Lucky," he turned to the first figure, "You said you found something of importance in your last transmission?"
"As a matter of fact, I have."
He pulled down the holotable.
"This."
He turned it on and up sprang a hologram of something that made -011 pause.
Finally, he took off his helmet.
"So our worst fears have been confirmed?"
"I'm afraid so."
"One story ends, and another begins."
And as he said this, the pelican's pilot walked to the cockpit and opened up a slipspace portal.
Then they jumped.
