Prologue

2517 Draco III August 20

"Dad so what do I do if the man is bigger then me?", asked the little six year old boy, as he looked up from the punching bag his dad had got him for his birthday.

"Well son I never wanted to teach you this but if a grown man does ever attack you, said the father as he got up from his exercise machine began to  walk over to his son, you can do this only if the man is bigger then you.", as the man finished strolling to the young boy with punching gloves he pointed to a point on his own body where the legs connected.

"Listen this spot is where some very sensitive area to a man is and if you hit him here it could immobilize him very quickly", said the father as he knelt down to his son's height.

"Dad thanks, you know for teaching me all these new moves.", the little boy looked straight into his father's eyes with an expression of gratitude and respect something not many kids could grasp at his age.

"No problem son, your done training for the day take a shower and you can go run and play with your friends.", the dad smiled back while rubbing the little boy's hair.

"Yes sir!", the little boy squeaked and ran through the garage door and up the stairs towards the bathroom.

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 The little boy had done as his father had instructed him to and he took his shower got some shorts and a regular t-shirt on. He was running full speed down the stairs now and as he hit ground level he turned towards the door.

"Wait son!", the dad called from the garage, this halted the kid in his tracks as if he was frozen in place.

"Come here.", was heard echoing out of the garage and into the room as it hit the little boys ears he turned and began to walk towards his dad. He walked inside the garage gingerly.

"Yes dad?", came the child's reply of humble tone as if afraid he would be able to go outside.

"Listen son, even if anybody gives you trouble, NEVER EVER hit them without thinking it throught!", the dad's voice rose from loving to obey  the law cop level.

"Yes sir!", the little kid squeaked again as he looked at his nad and nodded with agreement. His dad's rules were law and he never liked misbehaving.

"Alright good one last thing never hit a girl.", said the dad after the little boy was begining to walk out the garage thinking it would be a faster way.

"Yes dad, bye!", the little boy's voice answered before he took off full speed towards the playground. He passed houses as he ran on the sidewalk and finally reached a playground right at the end of the suburban area, his playground.

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2517 Draco III

Secret ONI mission for Spartan II program

Dr. Halsey walked out of the car as she shut the door behind her Jacob Keyes was getting out of the car and begining to walk with her in the same general direction. She walked with strength and swiftness but this was only a cover up of how she felt inside this new program would make these kids orphaned by force and brutally abused. It had to be done she kept telling herself as she approached the playground she saw a bench that was close to where the suject usaually was.

As she sat down the temperature was nice and there was some wind. It felt refreshing, she quickly focused on the task at hand. She took out her ONI gadget which looked like a mirror but in fact was a state of the art mechanic.

"So where is the subject?," Jacob said as he plopped down beside her on the bench.

"I am looking for him as we speak.", she replied with a little bit of an annoyance in her voice. They both sat quietly looking at the playground that was full of kids. They were all crawling around like ants on the playground swarming a bigger bug. She finally spotted him after another ten minutes of looking, he was walking near a bunch of other boys who were crowded around a little girl. Upon looking at the scene in zoom with her gadget she was dumb struck. The boys were picking on the girl and shoving her she activated her high frequency pick up and heard the conversation taking place across the playground.

"Get out of here!", was the scream of a boy who shoved her brutefully, the others were egging him on.

"Didn't you know no girls allowed here!", another boy barked somewhere within the crowd. The mob of boys was becoming rowdy and one kid shoved the girl so hard she fell and scrapped her shins. Halsey could see tears coming down the little girls eyes in waterfalls. Halsey was suprized when Keyes stood up next to her and began to take a step in the direction of the mob.

"Wait!", Dr. Halsey hissed with viper like quickness she grabbed his wrist, Keyes stood struggling whether to decide to go help or not.

"We must not get involved, we have to see what he is going to do!", Dr. Halsey spoke in a whisper her voice was tighting even she was scared for the little girl. Not for the fact of the mob but for her subject approaching the crying girl as well. He could easily hurt her if he gave way into peer pressure. This was his test she concluded as Keyes just stood there staring at the mob with a bland and unregisterable face. She began to listen to the conversation.

"Hey!", her subject called out as he got within six feet of the mob and girl. Dr. Halsey's heart was thumping in her chest like a jackhammer. She Kept reminding herself this is his test.

"What you want!", the leader stepped away from the girl but not before kicking dirt in her face. Keyes seemed to rock back and forth on his left leg.

"Leave her alone!", her subject spoke calmly but loudly as he stepped between the girl and the leader.

"She's just a girl you ***, are you really gona to ruin our fun!", the leader cried out as he took a step towards her subject and the girl.

"I said leave her alone!", her subject's voice changed in an instant and a flame lit up his stance as his body tightened up, his voice was now threating.

"Your a *** b*tch, just like her are you really going to try to protect her?!", the leader was now yelling curse words that made Dr. Halsey flinch at. Her subject just kept glaring at the leader unchaning, and unmoving from his spot.

"Tough guy don't play cool that sh*t ain't gona work on us!", the leader was now yelling and squaring up with her subject, his gang began to close in. Her subject just stood their unmoving. As the leader was closing in her subject took a step back, not out of fear but to square up into a fighting stance. Keyes once again tried to take a step towards the inevitable fight.

"Wait Jacob, lets see what he does!", Dr. Halsey hissed once more in a low whisper.

"No I can't loo if we don't help him they are going to kill him!", Keyes looked a little bit scared and began to take another step.

"Okay Jacob you can try to make the run all the way from here but first look at his stance!", Dr. Halsey wasn't whispering she was just as tense as Keyes she was talking loudly.

"What stance!", Jacob yelled as he ferociously took another fast paced step, he stopped half-way. Keyes looked at the subject as the mob drew ever closer. The subjects stance was that of a profesional fighter, fists up, feet tip-toed, body drawn close but not to compact. He stood amazed this kid no older then six already had a profesional fighter's stance.

Halsey looked through the gadget the mob pounced at him, Halsey tensed up so tight she felt her hand squeezing the gadget and it straining. Even thought he looked capable she did not know if he could take them all.

The leader leapt at her subject first, he was knocked down in a quick fast jab straight to the nose from the left. Two kids took the leaders place and tried swinging windmills, her subject forced them both down with a quick jab to the kid on the left with his left and vice verse. The mob was drawing near him in a large pack, he fought them back up to three at a time or more. His strategy was that he was faster and quicker then his opponents, he danced around them throwing jabs, hooks, and elbows forcing much of the mob back. The mob began to close in her subject fought harder and harder forced to throw more and more elbows as his jabs were useless at such close range. Halsey stood up from the suspense as her subject was forced closer and closer by a tight drawing circle it reminded her of the book call of the wild where the dog was forced to fight hard falling down meant certain death. Keyes was walking closer to the scene, Halsey began to edge her way towards it to.

Everytime her subject was forced down by a good punch to the cheek or eye or body he resurfaced amonge the mob fighting harder and more insanely then before. Halsey notcied she was walking towards the scene with Jacob now, except now it was turning to running as her subject was submerged underneath an ocean of grubby hands and bloody faces. Then something unexcpected happened her subject resurfaced again except this time not punching, he began just running through the crowd with his forearms up as a shield and bulldozing his way through. This new ripple of strength startled the whole mob as he tanked through making a whole and escaping as kids fell screaming and crying for their moms.

Dr. Halsey was running now towards the scene, she watched her subject although clothes torn and blood stained was repeating his strategy of dancing around the mob throwing jabs, hooks, rights, and lefts everywhere. Keyes and Halsey were still a good fifty feet away when the mob turned and ran having enough of punishment. This stopped Halsey and Keyes dead as they watched the subject instead of sitting down and crying or running home he put down his fists and began to walk towards the girl who wasn't crying anymore. Keyes looked at Halsey and back she ignored his glance and began to walk towards her subject.

The girl just took her subjects hand and with its help stood up her eyes were the size of dinner plates as she looked petrified that her subject might hit her. Dr. Halsey walked within ear shot to over hear her subject.

"Hey are you alright?", her subject asked the tiny girl, she just responed with a nod.

"Are you sure you are alright do you want me to walk you home?", asked her subject again, the girl just stood there for another two seconds and hugged him and sobbed, "Thank you!!".

Her subject returned the hug as the girl heard Dr. Halsey approching. She stood back from the subject and bowed shortly and ran off in another direction. Her subject startled by the fleeing girl turned to see what had startled her. She caught his little eyes and saw little feelings and emotions swim through his eyes not one of fear. He looked back and just stared.

"You saw it didn't you?", her subject was the first to speak, his tone level and calm.

"Yes I did.", Dr. Halsey replied holding his eyes in a lock.

"I'm sorry.", were the words that came out of his mouths he said them, but he looked like he the opposite.

"Listen don't be, lets forget this ever happened.", Dr. Halsey said this with a smile touching her lips, Keyes walked up right behind her.

"Kid are you hurt?", Keyes asked inspecting his body with sharp eyes.

"No they barely got any good hits.", the subject looked down at his body and arms looking back he returned Halsey's smile twice fold with a grin spliting across his face.

"Would you like us to drive you home?", Dr. Halsey asked quickly then regreting it as it was dangerous to give away their postion.

"Um, even though my mom never says never ride with strangers, I guess you guys seem really nice.", the subject replied with a tone of uncertainty that quickly changed to an optimistic sound.

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"This your house?", Keyes asked as he parked in front of a homey house with lovely blue paint two stories high.

"Yes thank you for the ride!", the subject youthful joy sparked up then he looked back at Halsey and Keyes.

"Can you please not tell my parents?", her subject's voice dropped quickly to a low pleading tone and his eyes shined with fear.

"Sure just don't tell your parents we were the strangers that gave you a ride.", Halsey replied another smile cracking as she looked back at him.

"Thanks again!", said her subject he stepped out and took a step towards his house, he stopped. He was halfway up his frontyard when he stopped, turned, and ran back towards Halsey. Halsey rolled down the window of the car as her subject came up and stuck his hand through the window smile once again stitched across his face.

"My name is Victor, nice to meet you both!", Her subject name Victor said right before turning around and running back inside. Without another word Halsey looked down at her gadget and approved her canident for the Spartan II Program. The car drove off towards the space port. On the car ride Halsey looked down at this little six year old boy name Victor canident 044, as they neared the space port. Halsey turned off the gadget as they got out of the car. She hated the part of the job were she destroyed lives....

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"So honey who were your friends?", asked the Mother of Victor.

"Just a couple of teachers from school.", Victor lied as he diced his stake and stuffed it in his mouth. The dinner table was quiet until it was all finished and Victor's mom began to clean up.

"So son you know we will be gone next week on the 25 right?", said the boys father as the mother sat back done after putting the dishes in the dishwasher.

"Yes honey do you think we can trust you to be alone for two days?", said Victor's mother in a smooth voice.

"Yes mom I think I am mature enough to be left alone.", said Victor rising from the dinner table.

"Thats my boy!", said Victor's father. Victor began to walk upstairs.

"Good night", yelled Victor from the staircase as he walked into his room he got undressed, took a shower, and then laid in bed waiting for sleep to jump on him....

CHAPTER 1 Capture

2517 Draco III August 25th

His parents had left hours ago, he was alone inside his house now. For the better part of the day around three to four he played around outside. So far everything had been good spending the day after four at home in solitude. When he had come home at four he had eaten a sandwich he had prepared himself and sat down watching telievision. He drank his ice tea and took small bites to enjoy his food and relish the taste of it. After about thirty minutes he had finished watching his daily program of futuristic baseball he cleaned up after himself and put his dishes in the automatic dish washer. Victor began to feel a little bit alone but he did not mind the feeling sometimes being alone helped him rejuvinate.

Victor began to walk upstairs into his room. It was begining to get late and twilight was streaked out across the sky as stars began to flash into existence. Victor just continued into his room and sat down in his chair and as he turned on his computer a holographic keyboard appeared on the desk. His parents had bought this computer for educational purposes and he had to login for two hours a day. If he didn't his parents would ground him. Twilight faded and the black of night sprung on the little suburban houses. Victor checked the time he had clocked three hours into the program of educational purposes.

The doorbell rang and Victor looked at the clock it was nine 'o' clock who could be at his house at nine. The bell rang multiple times, Victor noticed this as suspicious and he swiftly ran downstairs he had barely made a sound as he hit the bottom floor. Like a thief he glided along the darkness he got to the door and looked through the little camera to see who it could be.

To his surpirze it was the same girl he had saved from the mob of boys, Victor's bumps and bruises had healed and he had forgotten all about it she had not. Trying to remember her name he noticed a few other girls next to her he hadn't noticed before. Victor's hand turned into a fist as he hit the open button at the side of the door and it retracted into the walls

"Hello Mealony!", the words barely escaped Victor's mouth when the small girl and her friend forced themselves past him and into the house.

"Shut the door!", one of Melony's friends yelled in a high pitched voice. As Victor hit the button again the door sprung back into its original place. Victor wondered what had frightened them so much to be so afraid as his eyes averted from the camera and onto the group of four girls huddled together out of fear.

"Whats....", Victor tried to speak to them when he was cut off by a shush from Melony as she put her hand to his mouth. Victor looked dumbfoundly at Melony her small even features of her face were painted with fear. Victor took Melony's hand from his mouth slowly and lowered it gently.

"Can you tell me why you guys are so afraid?", whispered Victor in a low voice as his eyes moved from one girl to the next. It was a few seconds of silence then they began to get back their senses Melony was the first to regain her older self.

"We were walking home from Rebeccas when we saw a dark scary car parked a few blocks from here.", Melony paused as she kept trying to collect her thoughts Victor waited patiantly.

"We thought it would be funny to dare ourselves who could get closer to i without running!", Melony's voice again peaked into a high whisper of fear. As she tried to regain her thought the other girls huddled closer to the corner. Victor just looked at them they had their eyes glued onto the door camera.

"Go on.", Victor encouraged Melony as she stood their mesmarized by the camera as well.

"Well we got really close to the car when the door opened up and a shady man stepped out and looked at us!", Melony was gasping hard now at the thought of the enigma of the man.

"And?", Victor kept pushing Melony so she would tell him what had happened.

"He grabbed me by the arm, and began to pull me towards the car!", Melony was wide eyed and stunned. She was speechless for the next minute still scared like a rabbit.

"Rebecca threw a rock and he just let go and we ran all the way here!", as Melony finished their story she took a deep breath and let it out knowing the worst was over. As Victor waited in the dark for the girls to regain their minds his own mind was racing. The first he did was lock the doors and windows. Secondly he looked for a weapon he opened a storage closet to find a baseball bat from his dad's youth days.

"Don't worry you guys can stay here tonight.", Victor spoke as he walked back into the room with the girls he encouraged them with the presence of a weapon.

"Where are we all going to sleep thought?", the girl Victor thought was Rebecca spoke with another shrill voice. They all looked at Victor for the answer.

"We can all sleep in my room.", Victor spoke as he stepped on the first stair of the staircase showing the girls to move to a safer location. They nodded and slowly inched their way up the stairs and finally into his room. As they all slumped down Victor chose a good spot to sit far enough to spot any trouble and concealed enough to spring to stop it as well. He laid next to his bed to protect the girls. The girls had been so afraid, but as soon as they laid down some on his bed and one on the floor their bodies began to move with ease and their breaths slow and deep.

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Slowly a car pulled up outside of Victor's house inside were the ONI agents sent to abduct kids into the Spartan program. The men inside moved uneasy there were about five of them sent to abdutct one kid this should be easy.

"Do you think he is asleep yet?", the first man spoke after an hour of waiting he said this as he guided his probe over and up by the window of the house of the canident.

"Yeah its been way too long I don't think any kid could stay up this late.", the second man said as he hefted his dart pistol in his left hand.

"That should knock him out long enough for us to take him.", whispered the first ONI agent again. The agent looked into the computer as the probe activated its magnification and zoomed into the room.

"There are multiple bodies can't get a good image but it looks like they are all asleep.", whispered the first ONI agent again.

"Alright get a positive ID on the body before we take him I want no mistakes people!", said the second ONI agent as he opened the car door and signaled his team to move into position.

"I can't believe they gave us false intel on the kid's location!", whispered an ONI agent in the back.

"I can't believe you attached a tracking device to one of those girls!", replied the first agent again as he opened up his door and put the car in standby mode.

"Well it worked she led us right to him.", the agent in the back replied and then got out of the car. The first ONI agent looked around took a deep breath hand got out and got his own dart pistol ready. He watched as the team took postion to isolate the house he moved swiftly to join them.

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Victor shrugged off sleep as best he could, nothing had made Victor more afraid of was being taken without a fight. This was one of the hardest things Victor had ever had to do he shook himself again he woke a little bit up again. Victor was going to be on guard for the rest of the night he was prepared as well. He had a phone already next to him it was already set to call 911 if he heard or saw the slightest sign of danger. He also prepared his own defense he had his dad's metal bat with him. Although it was heavy he was sure if he hit anybody it would break something even if he was small.

Suddenly his sleep was replaced by an injection of adrenaline as he heard a noise stir from down the stairs. Someone or something was trying to break inside. Victor instantly dailed 911 and waited for the ring that never came. The phone just beeped loudly something had been done to the phone it didn't work. This frightened Victor even more at the thought of him fighting off what ever was down there by himself without any help. He placed the phone down as it was no use to him.

His mind raced and his heart rate jumped really high but he forced himself to stay calm.. What ever came through the door he was confident he would break it apart with his bat. Victor had already formulated a plan even a cruel one it was. The girls would be the bait for whatever was coming upstairs ever so slightly, as the assaliant walked in and began to inspect the bodies he would spring forth and hit it when it wasn't excpecting. Victor slowly creeped inside the closet and opened the door just a crack so he would have vision of whatever was there. As the door crack opened Victor tightened his grip on bat and tried to remain calm.

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The plan had gone off without a hitch they had turned off the phone reciever got inside the house and now they were searching around the house so far no one was here it looked like. Agent two had made it upstairs and waited for the rest of his team to finish searching the bottom. They were done  searching the bottom and were coming upstairs in two minutes. As they all gathered around Two ordered them to split up and search the house.

One and Two were going to search the canident's own room. Two turned to four and said to go prepare to make the switch between the real thing and the flash clone. Two pointed to the door and One slowly opened it and walked inside.

It was dark but their night vision helped see there were girls laying one on the floor two on the bed, no sign of the canident. This stumped two as he slowly servailed the room, nothing could be seen. One walked by him looking at the bodies and turning to look near the bed. Two turned aorund and walked up to the girl that was on the floor. He looked at the computer next to her and saw that there was a desk where someone could easily hide. He bend down to one knee as he moved the chair out of the way a muffled scream was heard from behind.

Two spun around and stood up to see too late a small figure coming up on him swinging at the legs. Two went down in an instant as the bat hit him at the knees, as he tried to grab the figure it took a step back and brought the bat across two's face everything went dark.

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Victor had watched as the two figures who were dressed like burglars examined the bodies and the room looked for something. His eyes had adjusted to the darkness of the room so he could tell the firgures apart one was bigger then the other and looked like he would be a problem. Another thing he noitced was that these burglars weren't ordinary they wore little goggles that stood out in the darkness and had little guns with them. A lucky brake for Victor the guns were holistered.

The plan was simple when both turned around he would attack the closer smaller one and go straight to the next one. He watched as they examined everything including his friends. Victor was ready to spring out if they so much as touched his friends no matter how dangerous they were. These burglars looked to Victor like monsters of the night stuff in the scary movies. It had always frightened him a little he still didn't believe in monsters though but now with these two burglars who had eyes that glowed green in the dark he wasn't sure what was reality. Victor sucked up his fear, monsters or no monsters he would still fight them and he would not let himself be taken easily.

As the figrues finally began to show signs of confusion as if they were looking for someone Victor took his chance when both were turned facing the other way. He opened the door and sprung out the first one who was standing straight up so Victor saw he wasn't that big and a good hit would get him. So he aimed a full swing at its head as soon as the contact was made Victor knew his clock had started. He had to fight throught this no more hiding. The bat made a sound as it hit the figure in the back of the head and it cried a muffled cry and went down. This was good Victor knew now even if they were monsters that they can still feel pain so that must have meant they could be hurt.

Victor swung down again at the figure as it fell to the floor to make sure it was out good. Now knowing he didn't have much time and running full speed he positioned the bat like the pros did and aimed his strike. This hit had to count so Victor sized up his opponent it was to tall for him to get a clean hit in the back of the head so he aimed at the legs right at the kness and swung with great force. The thing as Victor could tell turned around and was looking at him but Victor could feel he had the advantage of surprize so he went through with it. The contact slumped the monster to the floor it didn't give up thought Victor saw it try to reach out and grab him. This would not happen this thing would not get him Victor thought as he stepped back and swung another strike at the head as it hit the thing just slumped to the floor with no more resistance.

Victor took a breather as he took a deep breath he relised the horrible truth if there were two in here what if more were searching the other rooms. Spotting the holistered gun Victor cautously reach down on one knee and took it out. It was some what heavy he had to hold it with both hands and it was cold very cold and metalic. Victor felt good with a power of a gun he could proect himself with. As he pointed it at the door he took a step closer. This was dangerous Victor knew but his aim could be horrible and he might miss an advantage he could not pass up.

Something stepped through the doorway another figure like the ones Victor hit down with his bat. Squeezing the trigger the gun rocked up but with a little puff and not much recoil. The projectile Victor had saw hit the figure in the chest and it cluched the wound and took another step towards him. This frightened Victor and he fired three more rounds and it stopped it cold.

Muliple figures stepped inside the room Victor was firing the weapon as fast as he could the figures all ran towards him. The first one went down from the muliple projectiles. The others were reaching for their weapons. Victor seeing this squeezed the trigger muliple more times it stopped after the four successful shots out of ammo. Three hit the figures and they were still reaching for their weapons now just sluggishly. Victor reached for the bat when something grabbed him from behind just then he was hit by three darts.

Everything began to blur but Victor managed to see the figure that grabbed him was the same man he took down earlier with two swings. The man was bleeding but holding Victor. His strength was leaving him as the figures began to move towards him they hit the girls with the darts also and took them out. Victor fought as hard as he could he swung left and right the big figure holding him was holding him tightly. The little fists didn't fase the figure Victor began to see as the rest of the monsters closed in on him they were going to eat him.

His blurred vision Victor still fought harder his fear of these men taking him . The big figure was he could see a man much to Victor's surprize. He had took off his mask with the eyes and he could see he was bleeding from his forehead. This evened up the game as Victor remebered what his dad had thought him. With the last of his strength Victor reared his leg back and swung for the little area of weakness for a man. The next thing the big guy knew was a small leg exploding into his crotch the man holding Victor lost all his grip and fell to the floor. Victor made a run for his bat but found his body wasn't responding to his will he tried to take a step and collapsed face first into the floor.

Victor was still awake he knew the figures were walking towards him there was nothing he could do. Victor tried to move his arm all that responed was a feeble twitch. He couldn't even move his head or turn it so he had a mouthful of carpet. Victor still had knowledge of where he was at but he felt like he was losing himself really fast. The men picked him up and another man walked in with a black bag. The sight of the bag shot adrenaline into Victor's blood and he tried to struggle his body responed again with little twitches and immobility.

The men crowded around him and the bag was brought in Victor began to understand they hadn't come to rob his house or for the girls. They had come for him. The last thing Victor did before he was fully sedatited was open his mouth and whisper a feeble no before losing all taces of himself and going limp.

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"***, everyone alright?!", Two asked as he got up from the floor the little *** had been smarter and used the advantage of them not being able to hurt him to take him down.

"Yeah little bastards crazy!", said another agent as he shook off the tranqualizers that were designed for sedating nothing more then a teen and stood up. The team shook off the tranquilizers and four took out the flash clone and put it on the bed and picked up the girls. In the next few hours the agents had returned all the girls to their respective houses two took off the tracking device on one of the girls. As they set off towards the space port two began to ponder if a single little kid fought with this much insanity against such odds against his team. What would this new batch of soldiers do , two now began to feel sympathy for the rebels as images of the kids he abducted now soldiers killing Innie bastards left and right. This brought a smile to his lips which still had a bit off dried blood on. A spark of dawn cracked the endless black night on Draco III Victor's home.

CHAPTER 2 Boot

2517 September 23rd Reach

 

He couldn't remember much they took him a while ago he felt time had sped past while he was sleeping. This was bad for Victor he felt it as the tough looking drill instructer pushed the him through the halls with several others. He could see he was part of a bunch of kids who were all like him alone, and confused. As he thought of that he felt a little bit of the loneliness fade away but it was still there. The drill instructer pushed him through into a gaint amphitheater. He didn't know wether to fight back or not, feeling like he take this man who held him with iron like grip as he forced him to sit.

Victor did not like getting pushed around by some random guy he did not even know. Victor resisted for a full three seconds. It didn't do him any good still the drill instructer looked down at him with glaring eyes. Victor just stared back with confused eyes, why was this man angry at him? Had Victor done something bad? Was he going to pay for something he did not even know he did? This baffled Victor enough for him to forget the instructers glaring eyes, they lit up in an instant.

"Trainee sit down or I will force you!", the man spoke with a calm but in control voice, Victor felt he should obey him and sat down. Victor was next to another recruit who was also forced down by a man. To Victor's left sat another recruit a girl Victor caught a name tag: Grace-093 was stiched on her shirt. Noticing this he looked down to examine his own shirt to find his also had a name, and more scary he had a number afterwards. What did it stand for? Just as Victor was about to start to think what it could have been a women walked in. Victor was far back one of the back rows of the theater, but Victor recognised her as the women who gave him a ride home. She was the one behind this, Victor's blood ran hot for several seconds as she walked in she took the a step on a pedistal which held a mike. Victor keyed in on what she was going to say his blood running so hot his figiding made the instructer behind him tighten a grip on his shoulders. Victor's blood broke just as a fever would instantly, and he forced himself to listen on what she was going to say. Maybe he felt it was worth being taken by these guys.

 "As per Navel Code 45812 you are hereby consricpted into the UNSC special project, code named SPARTAN II

 

You have been called upon to serve." , she began her voice never quivered but stayed steady. Victor's mind wrapped around this idea it intruiged him.

You will be the protector of Earth and all her colonies." , she began to continue after a quick breath, now Victor's mind raced and he was instantly mesmerized by this thought of him fighting like the marines did in the movies all heroic and brave.

"There will be a great deal of hardship on the road ahead." , her voiced stopped as she looked around the theater her eyes jumping from each of them. Victor never turned down a good challange he was up for this.

"You will become the best we can make you.", her voice rang out inside the theater and all the children were now listening.

"This will be hard to understand but you cannot go back to your parents.", as the women said this Victor saw a boy stir and try to get up, he felt his handler tighten such a grip that it hurt for a second. Then seeing Victor did not stir he loosened it up a bit.

"This place will become your home", She said as the recruits swallowed the line envolving their parents

"Rest now.", she said as she turned to another marine standing next to her and whispered something. victor caught his name stiched on the shirt: Mendez.

"Fall out!", the man yelled a second later as the theater still rang with his yell the men forced them out of the theater. Victor just again felt his tiredness hit him full force as the reply of her speech hit him. You cannot go back to your parents. Victor felt himself boil up again but he calmed himself and let the man escort him away into another region of the complex.

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2517 September 24th Reach

 

Victor woke to an unpleasent sound of screaming. He looked up and seeing an officer stand over him with some kind of baton, Victor jumped out of bed. The officer looked at him with a smile and turned to zap the kids next to him who did not obey the order. The man; Mendez had told them to run into the showers which were cold.. Victor obeyed and next thing he knew he was being forced to hurry outside with the others. Then he forced him to do jumping jacks and other vigourous exercises by the hundreds, Victor was breathing heavily after the fifth set of leg lifts.

He did not give in Victor pushed himself as the Drill instructer pushed them far beyond what they normally had done. Victor had watched as a boy who stopped to throw up was shocked and told to keep going. This encouraged Victor to keep forcing himself as the last jumpin jacks were done, all of them collaspsed on the floor. The instructer was not done with them after bottles of water were passed out which Victor drank with extream quickness he was told they were going to jog a little.

As the jog was turning into a run of a long distance Victor felt his heart thumping in his chest and his lungs were burning with extream pain he subdued the pain and kept running he did not want to be left behind. As they were run into a school an AI appeared telling them they were going to learn. At this many kids were groaning but were told if they wanted to they could continue with the morning exercises. Victor just watched as many carts of milk and crackers were passed out. After they were done eating the AI whose name she told them was Deja had begun to tell them the fight of 300 spartans who had fought of thousands of persian infantry this intruiged Victor so much he forgot were he was.

Afterwards they were told to run outside to the playground which was two miles away andturned out to be an obstacle course they had to run. Victor had seen them on TV shows before but never been on one. They were told to form three lines and organized the teams. Victor was part of team two he looked out from the line to see two young boys his age. One looked friendly the other was troubled by something in his face. The instructer told them to meet their new teams and prepare for a race. The prize was dinner, and Victor was hungry from the early morning exercises and the crackers and milk had not slowed down his young something as it growled for more.

"Hi, names Kurt!", the boy who had a friendly smile walked up and stuck out his hand Victor took it and shook it. Kurt repeated this for the other teammate to.

"My name's Sorren.", the other kid replied with a steady voice. At the end of the sentence the instructer told them to get ready, Victor remembered first team to ring some bell at the top would win. Victor walked to the line with his team and braced himself.

"Hey you haven't told us your name!", Kurt said just as the instructer said go. The first boy took off and beat everyone and was already racing up the ladder. Victor and his team were right on his tale ahead of everyone. The kid beat them to the bell and was already at the bottom running past the finish line. Victor and his team were climbing and running when they got to the bell a crowd of kids was about to spring on it.

"Push everyone out of the way!", Victor screamed as he and his team ran along a wooden bridge with the rest of the kids about to spring on it. Kurt and Sorren didn't say anything but they were right behind Victor. Victor got there first and started shoving kids that were getting to close to the bell. One thought was in his head and it was his team was going to eat tonight. His team had shoved mostly everyone down and were sliding down and crossing the finish line first team to finish. Victor though he say a little smirk cross the instructers face but it was gone before he could even tell if it really was one.

"Man good team work guys", Victor walked up and put an arm around each of his teammates who were panting like dogs, they still looked up and smiled at him.

"You never told us your name". Kurt retorted in between his breaths.

"Victor.", he replied in a smile.

"Nice to meet you!", Kurt once again smiled back and even Sorren who looked a little down smiled. As the team were all laughing at each other victor noticed the team that finished last. They were led to the sleeping rooms without food, and victor saw them disappear before he entered the mess hall. A mind crossed his thoughts would his teammates have been so friendly if they had lost?

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You can't play halo wars until you see this video
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I've been perma-banned at bungie.net :(

Can someone please read this to see if this new FF will live because i need someone to judge it.

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You can't play halo wars until you see this video
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I've been perma-banned at bungie.net :(

Sounds good with the exception of a few spelling and grammar mistakes.

But this has too much of a modern day feel rather than a futuristic view.

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"Die?"Kurt laughed."Didn't you know?"he told the Elite. "...Spartans never die."

tmspartan:

Sounds good with the exception of a few spelling and grammar mistakes.

But this has too much of a modern day feel rather than a futuristic view.

Thank god someone actually enjoyed my work =0 now the reason why I made it feel modern is because in the future the suburbs are probably made to feel easy feel safe. Plus I wanted to appeal to the reader since many people live in suburban houses. Thank you man =)

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Chapter 1 is up please read and comment to see if you guys like it I hope this FF is accepted :D

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Part of Chapter 2 is up if anyone cares.

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Okay, I finished reading. I can say that this FF is indeed good. Although, some of the dialogue seems a little unrealistic. And I do have some qualms with the fight scene in the playground. They're little kids, not wrestlers xD

But all in all I can say this FF is worthy of at least a 7/10, maybe even an 8. Congratulations! I hope you keep it up, even without tons of feedback, don't let it stop you. People will take notice of your talent soon enough.

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SPQR! An ambitious historical project, coming soon. Check the Library for early version test writes. Recommended for anyone with a love of history.

 CHAPTER 4 BOOT DRAGS ON

2517 Reach September 25

The first day was exhausting the exercises the playground at the end had beat Victor to a pulp. He stood there as the cold shower slapped him with its icy fingers. He always liked taking cold showers but now it was mandotory and Victor was taking as shower with 75 other children who all looked tired. Not Victor the shower had slapped him awake and he now was at a full wake. After the quick shower he was run outside as the drill instructer whose name was Mendez beat their Victor's body along with everyone else into shape. We will make you the best we can make you, the voice of the lady who had told him he was stuck in this hell hole echoed throughtout Victor's young mind. Although the training was hard as Victor was forced into a push up position and told to do sound off to a hundred, he recalled his earlier life and how easy it was.

To Victor this training was hard but he noticed the other kids struggling with it gasping hard, those who stopped were zapped. Victor's father had begun to train him since he was five starting slow and then gradually making the workouts harder. This exercise Victor thought as he got up and started doing jumping jacks, his mind raced back to his father's training. Although nowhere nearly as hard as this training Victor was not as tired a year of working out gave him a step above the other recruits he felt. Muliple times the kids around him were zapped and told to continue, Victor not once stopped and never was he once zapped. This continued for another hour until the instructer told them to run to the school.

After several miles Victor felt even his own stamina jump a level down, for some reason Victor never sweated much. It might have been a genetic passed down to him by his father but somehow he had the least amount of sweat covering him. Victor in some little way felt more superior to other recruits as he stepped inside the school and sat in a chair. The hardship wasn't that hard he felt. As he was lost in though, and looking at the holographic pad were Deja stood waiting for them to enter he heard to chairs grind next to him. He looked up to see his to teammates sit right next to him.

"Whats up?", Kurt stuffed a cracker into his mouth.

"Yeah you look like you had a tough time with the training.", Sorren was talking not looking up from his own crackers and milk.

"No nothing I'm fine just thinking.", as Victor replied he to picked up a cracker and began to munch down.

"*** if you said you weren't hungry I would have snatched those things from you!", Kurt replied as he gulped down his milk in big swallows.

"No I don't think you deserve my crackers, I saw you, you got zapped twice!", Victor retorted smiling as he looked up from his crackers. Just as Kurt was thinking of another comeback the AI dimmed the room and a holographic projection appeared. The lesson had begun.

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Hours later when Deja had finished the story with the wolves and their team work Victor once again was told to fall in and run two miles to the playground. As the whole mob of kids stopped at the playground they all marveled at its amazing design. It was twice as big now with pulles and ropes everywhere. Mendez told Victor to line up with his team again.

"I thought I wouldn't see you guys!", Kurt nodded happily as they grouped together, Victor and Sorren nodded in agreement.

"Hey how are we going to ring the bell?", Sorren began as Kurt finished. Kurt looked at the playground and stood there for a second.

"We have to find a way up to the bell!", Victor pointed to the bell.

"I got a solution we just need someone to get there first but we got to get to that pulley", Sorren pointed as he explained his plan.

"I got an idea guys the lesson today was to work as a team", Victor turned talking to them with a grin.

"So whats the plan wise alpha male?", Kurt joked as he grinned back.

"Well it might work but you guys have to do something drastic!", Victor looked back to the playground thinking of his.

"I saw the wolves create choas in the herd, so I thought we might try something similar!", his teammates listened as Victor began to continue.

"You too will create huge choas by running into everyone pushing and shoving them to the ground, Victor stopped for a second neither of his teammates objected he continued, As you guys do that I will run to that platform and hold it for you guys!", Victor pointed to the platform as he finished.

"Sounds like a good plan!", Kurt commented, Victor looked to Sorren who was looking at the platform.

"Yeah sounds good to me!", Sorren said turning back to look at his teammates.

"Alright it's agreed guys!", Victor talked in a higher tone mood.

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Victor and his team walked up to the start line, Victor turned and nodded as his team took position directly behind where the most kids stood. They nodded back, Victor walked up behind some kids as well he didn't want to completly leave his teammates without any help at all.

"Go!!!", Instructer Mendez yelled at the top of his lungs Victor took off with both his forearms up straight into a group of kids. The impact instantly had a chain reaction as the kids in front of him fell trying to grasp others for balance. A full ten kids went down, Victor shot out of the still falling bunch. He was running with a lot of his wieght in the front so he tipped over and had to use his arms for balance for a second. This angered Victor he looked like a dog running like this so he pushed off the ground, and began to gain more momentum and speed. To late he saw a girl ahead of him already about to reach the rope. At the sight of the this Victor increased his speed, as he gained nearer he collided with her and knocked her back a little bit.

"Wait your Turn!", she hissed in a pissed off venomous voice. Victor would never hit a girl but he would push one. Her head was tilted and he could see blue dye marks in her hair. 

"You wait your!", Victor hissed back and shoved the girl in the chest hard. Victor saw as she stumled back and fell on her side, he didn't want to do this but he and his team had to try their best to be the best. Victor turned back and looked for his teammates he saw them breaking free of the mob and heading straight for him. There was one problem, two kids were already practically at the rope. Victor was ready to defend this with all his force.

"He get out of here kid!", screamed the first one with sandy blonde hair as he came ever so closer to Victor.

"Yeah move it!", yelled the other kid as he was right behind the blonde haired kid. Victor's mind under adrenaline acted and Victor thought quick he was going to hit the blonde hair kid. As he came close Victor sprung on him and threw a fist straight at the kids jaw. As it contacted he went down still not knowing what hit him. The other kid jumped on him and tried to punch him, Victor stepped back and the kid then tried to tackle him with open arms. As the kid was to close Victor did the only thing possible and grabbed the boys hands. They were locked in a mercy game, both were evenly strong. Victor had no advantage against the kid, they were completly matched in strength no way around that. Victor thought quick the next moment was on pure impulsion, he headbutted the kid. The first contact was with the other kid's own forehead, this made Victor's head spin, he shook it off a second before the other kid. The only logical and right thing to do Victor felt was to headbutt again, this time Victor aimed at the other kid's nose and headbutted again.

This impact hit the kid in the nose, the kid stumbled back bleeding from his nose and losing strength. Victor took this advantage and began to push the other kid back. Victor felt the kid holding on hard, but he lost a good deal of grip on Victor's left hand. The next thing the kid knew Victor's hand snaked out of the grip and slammed into kid's chest. Victor felt a pity and injustice rise in him this was wrong and unfair. Instead of elbowing or hitting the kid again he gave another hard shove into the chest and the kid fell back. Just in time his team ran up.

"Lets go guys no time to waste!", Victor screamed jumping on the platform and grabbing the rope, his team looked at him and jumped on with him. They pulled hard and it was a very long session of pulling but they finally got to the top. As they got to the top Victor saw the eyes of the kid he hit in the jaw eyeing him from below, Victor ignored it but couldn't shake the feeling of wrong doing. His team was first again they rang the bell and slid down passing the finish line. Mendez eyed Victor as well.

"Recruit why did you hit your fellow trainee?", Mendez asked looking him in the eye as he held the clipboard.

"It was the only way my team could win, sir!", Victor responed after a second of thinking he did not know what else to say.

"One last question who elleborated the shoving at the begining?", Mendez asked once more looking at Victor's team his eyes jumping from Victor, to Kurt, then to Sorren, and back.

"Sir it was mine.", Victor's voice croaked a little and he choked on the last word. Victor was fearful of his punishment.

"Was it now?", Mendez asked once more looking at Victor. Victor had caught on and saw that the instructer was testing him.

"Yes sir it was me!", with all fear and nervousness gone from him Victor spoke.

"Good job son!", Mendez spoke with praise and turned back to the finish line waiting for the other kids to finish.

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As all of them finished team three was last again.

"Team three you will not get dinner once more!", Mendez said walking up to them and telling the team the unfortunate news. As he said this he saw them eye him with venomous eyes, Victor turned away.

"Man, that was a pretty good plan!", Sorren was the first to brake the silence as they walked into the mess hall.

"Yeah Vick that was a good plan!", Kurt finished his compliment with a slap on the shoulder. To Victor he still felt hollow inside, he felt like he cheated.

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"You think it was right, I mean what I did?", Victor said sitting down next to his two teammates. They eyed him both as they stuffed their mouths.

"Well it wasn't bad but I mean you did punch the kid in the face.", Kurt said after swallowing his bite.

"It wasn't that bad, also I think the instructer gave us twice the amount of food!", Sorren commented as he pointed at their plates and then to the other kids around them. Sorren was right their plates were twice the size. Victor felt this was way to much food that even they could eat. Victor felt like someone was watching him from somewhere.

"Thats it guys I can't take it anymore!", Victor voice exploded as he stood up. The mess hall was now looking at him.

"Vick man what are you doing!", Kurt whispered as he motioned Victor to sit down.

"I am sharing my food with that other team!", the reply came as Victor was already walking towards the exit.

"Uh man now what are we going to do!", Kurt turned to Sorren.

"Follow him, he is our teammate.", Sorren replied as he stood up also and followed after Victor.

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Victor approached the other team they were sitting in the barracks on one bed. They noticed him right as soon as he got within ten feet, the girl sprung up first and took a step towards him.

"What the hell are you doing here!", her reply was colder then the arctic back on Earth.

"Um.", Victor stopped he did not know what to say he felt like there was nothing to say to break the ice. The other to stood up and began to walk towards him.

"I swear you got some nerve!", the blonde haired kid spoke as he took quick steps towards Victor.

"Well I though I could maybe share my food with you?", Victor asked looking at them.

"Oh so you could feel mighty fine being a nice person after doing what you did!", the kid that Victor had grappled was now in the lead taking steps towards him. Victor feeling they would attack if he would not leave, but he continued.

"Listen Dang it!", Victor replied as they were within three feet, they looked at him.

"I am sorry for what I did, I dind't mean to!", Victor looked at each of them as he talked.

"You can take your sorry and shove it!", the girl with the blue hair retorted.

"Listen if you guys are trying to make enemies fine, I tried but you are trying to make enemies!', yelled Victor.

"Why should we accept it!", yelled back the boy who Victor had punched. Kurt and Sorren walked into the barracks spotting Victor they increased their speed to get to him.

"Hey Vick hows the friendship coming along?", asked Kurt as he walked up onto Victor's right side.

"So you brought your friends now so you could laugh at us some more while we beg for food!", replied the blue haired girl coldy. Kurt instantly saw the situation and reverted to the atmosphere stood there not knowing what to do.

"Hey none of us know each other well, we are all long ways from our homes, and here I am trying to make some friends. It looks like we will be here a long time and we can't go back home, so if you want to be hostile be hostile. Think about this though if we become friends we will become closer because what if we never see our families again, you don't want to be lonely for the rest of your life do you!", yelled Victor his voice a raging fire now.

They all looked at each other his team and even the other team gazed around with round glass eyes knowing they could not go back. This hurt Victor a lot to say but he also saw that is hit them hard and made them think.

"Now will you agree to put this behind us?", Victor asked looking at them speaking in a steady low voice. They looked at each other and nodded then turned to Victor.

"Yeah we agree!", replied the boy who had grappled looked at him and stuck out his hand.

"I'm Victor.", Vick said taking the boy's hand and shaking it.

"John.", said the boy as he shook hands with Victor.

"Sam!", said the boy with blonde hair and tan skin.

"Kurt!", replied Kurt as he took Sam's hand and shook it with a smile.

"Kelly!", spoke the girl who was taller then Victor and blue hair.

"Sorren!", spoke Sorren as he walked up and shoke hands with Kelly.

"Now whose hungry?, asked Victor smiling.

"Recruit 144 what are you doing?, spoke a voice from behind him that could only have belonged to the drill instructer. Victor froze as the voice reached them.

CHAPTER 5 PUNISHMENT?

2517 Septemeber 25 Reach

 

Slowly Victor turned towards the instructer, he wasn't scared of him. Or so he thought this man looked dangerous and the type of man that wouldn't take some excuse of lie. Victor finished turning to the CPO.

"Sharing my food sir!", Victor looked at the instructer.

"Well you know thats against the rules!", Mendez eyed him down.

"Yes sir, but I just thought that they should at least get something to eat it would be wrong to starve them!", Victor tried to eye back the CPO.

"Well lets see what the professor says about this!", Mendez motioned Victor to come with him. Victor turned back to his teammates and the other team. They stared blankly at him petrified.

"Me sir?", Victor pointed at himself not knowing weither to follow or not.

"Yes you Victor!", Mendez turned around in the doorway out of the barracks. Victor began to follow the CPO.

"After you recruit!", Mendez led Victor pass out of the doorway first. Mendez lead Victor to a small office like building. Mendez finally stopped outside of a door that had: Halsey written on it. Mendez opened the door without even waiting for a reply.

"Go on.", Mendez once again signalled Victor to walk inside first. Victor obeyed and stepped inside in a dim lit room with a desk and a computer.

"What seems to be the problem, Mendez?", a voice penetrated the darkeness. A movement of a labcoat and then a women could be seen from behind the desk. Victor saw it was the same women that told him he could not leave, the same one that offered him a ride home. Victor's blood boiled, but he relaxed being angery now was stupid. What was done was done Victor told himself again.

"This recruit was caught sharing his food with the losers today!", Mendez walked up to a chair and sat down in front of the desk. Victor was still standing some way off, fear gripped him. He was afraid, but from what. A thought flashed in his head he was afraid of his punishment.

"Well Victor take a seat and exlpain yourself!", the women motioned Victor to a chair directly in front of him. Victor sat down and looked her in the eye thinking of some excuse that might help him wiggle out of this sitiuation.

"Well I did give them my food, they lost two days in a row I thought they would be hungry!", Victor finally decided the best way out was to tell the truth.

"Well losing can make you stronger it can make you think together to be a better team.", the women looked at Victor. A feeling of uncomfortness shot up Victor's spine. Victor felt she was not just looking at him, but looking into him.

"If people lose and they are rewarded what does that teach them?", the women asked still holding her iron gaze on Victor. Mendez just sat there nodding, but Victor was thinking this women she was right. Victor just sat in silence holding her gaze for another five seconds, he was unable to take the tension and pressure of the question.

"Well still if we are all training together we can even help the losers were all a team I thought!", the women looked back at Victor an eyebrow raised.

"It just wasn't fair for them, they would have won!", Victor held back the women's gaze with a fire in his eyes.

"Why do you say that?", she asked her voice was like a soothing stream. It put out Victor's flame in his eyes, he looked back at he women with regret.

"I cheated!", the words tumbled out of Victor's mouth. Victor fidgeted in his chair.

"Really how?", she asked again her voice was soothing once more. Victor felt wierd her voice was soft like a stream, but he could catch hints of steel in her eyes.

"I punched and fought the team that lost today.", Victor's voice was now a dull regretful sound to himself.

"I see, you do feel guilt that is good.", the women looked back at her computer and then to Victor once more.

"But those kids would have gotten food anyway.", Victor looked back at her in surprise.

"Really so why I thought they were the losers?".

"Because you are all young and need nurishment to grow we weren't really going to let you starve to death for losing!", her smile broke down the last defense of Victor and her smiled back.

"Good job recruit for your insight, you are dismissed!", she signalled to Mendez, he stood up. Mendez guided Victor out of the room, as Halsey returned to her work.

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"So you really didn't get in trouble?", asked Kurt as he laid down in his bed.

"Yeah!", Victor rolled in his bed.

"Your pretty lucky man!", Sorren sat up in his bed.

"Ssshhh!", a whole bunch of recruits replied back to the overly loud group.

"Sorry!", Sorren looked at Victor for his mistake.

"Well that team three can pay you back for taking the heat.", Kurt rolled in his bed once more. he then became silent. The whole room began to devolve into silence and Victor thought of the day he had. He had made many friends. Friends that would be with him for the rest of his life.

 

 CHAPTER 6 HELL

2525 Reach March 9th

 

Years of training, months of gruesome exercises this was just another exercise. Victor was hooked up to a machine and was shaved clean and had little drawings on his body. The exercise to stay awake. Through the past years Victor and his spartan buddies had been drilling all of them grew increasingly closer with each test, and exercise. All the spartans excelled in many of fields, the young spartans had actually been improving they were so honed and trained over the seven years so far that they even beat normal marines in combat drills. Victor had been told they were all special, he was brought up to be a fighter and protector of Earth. That is what he and the spartans were brought up to know they were going to be some of the greatest warriors humanity had ever made. He was damned proud of it to.

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Dr. Halsey stood right outside Victor 144's operating room, except something was wrong.

"Why isn't he asleep yet?", Halsey turned to one of the medical surgeons.

"Well um I don't know. I gave him more then enough to knock any kid his age up. The others couldn't even take half of what he's taking right now.", 

 "He's trying to stay awake!", doctor Halsey whispered more to herself then to the surgeon.

"We honestly don't know doctor if we should operate if he's still awake?", the surgeon replied.

"I'm going to talk to him.", Doctor Halsey made a swift move towards the operating room holding Victor.

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Victor was sitting on the table, when the door opened up and Dr. Halsey walked through. His eyes darted to her, slowly but they still obeyed his will. That was good he felt in control of his body, just everything responded so slow. 

"Hello Victor how are you holding up on the exercise?", Doctor Halsey sat next to the young spartan.

"Trying to stay awake I think I can do it!",

"That is very good, but not what the assignment was for.", Doctor Halsey looked into his tired eyes as emotions swam in the eyes.

"What do you mean Doctor?", Victor asked.

"Well the point was so that you would fall asleep.", Halsey replied.

"Is it bad that I am awake ma'am?",

"No no it's just.....unexpected.", Halsey rubbed the spartans shoulder lightly.

"Would you like to continue?", Halsey asked. Victor sat looking for a second at the floor his face looked back at hers the next second.

"Yes ma'am!", his fatigued voice grumbled.

"There will be a slight problem though with it, can you handle it?", Halsey asked.

"What is that ma'am?", Victor stared at the doctor.

"You will be awake for the whole...procedure?", her reply was slow and deliberate.

"Is that bad ma'am?",

"Victor I am going to tell you that it will be very painful you may not survive......do you still want to continue?", Doctor Halsey was looking into Victor's eyes her voice struck a cord deep within the young spartan. The next second the spartan was looking back at her in the same manner he always had. He was ready.

"Yes ma'am!", Victor saluted slowly. Dr. Halsey looked at him again with honed eyes, then understanding he was going to go through with this no matter what. She stood up and nodded, then walked out.

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"So do we proceed with the patient being awake?", the surgeon asked as Dr. Halsey walked out of the room.

"Yes"

"Really Doctor!", the shrillness of the surgeon's voiced indicated he was nervous.

"Yes, continue with it.", her reply was cold and lifeless.

"Alright Doctor." 

Doctor Halsey tried to walk awake from the room, she was afraid for the young boy. This procedure made grown men of the Spartan I program scream with agony if they were close to being awake. What hope would a little boy have, what hope did any of them have. This procedure was far more dangerous then the Spartan I programs was. Dr. Halsey tried to ignore the surgeon as he gave directions to his team. Next thing she knew she was running away, back into her office. She would be able to supervise from there, she didn't want to be any closer for of fear. Fear of the pain she was putting these boys and girls through. The inhuman pain they had to live through!

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Victor laid down as the operator ordered him to. He waited there, for several minutes as they replaced the old bag of tranquilizer with a new one. Victor saw even with his poor dosed vision it was morpheme, his sharp young mind clicked. Dr. Halsey was right that it was going to get painful, if they were drugging him up with morpheme. Everything began to blur and spin. Victor was flipped stomach down, he then felt cutting. First it began along the spine a long narrow cut. Then at the major limbs, he felt that they were cutting deep and close to every bone he had. It didn't hurt much and the procedure was rather quick. Victor didn't even wince.

The first thought that jumped around inside Victor's mind was "this isn't so bad, this barely hurts". Laying there as they finished cutting Victor felt accomplished at the thought of withstanding the pain made him feel superior. He felt that Halsey had been wrong and this wouldn't hurt at all. The next second he felt them insert little needles along the long cuts in his skin. The first one he felt being inserted was near his spine, at this time Victor felt light headed and dazed. He knew he was experiencing some sort of high from the drug. He didn't mind it, it felt quite pleasant. He felt like he could finally be goofy, then the years of training and drills hit him like a rock. He never thought of being silly again, he felt he had to act like a professional if he was going to protect Earth and the Colonies.

After several seconds after all the syringes were inserted, Victor could not feel a thing. He was numb, no pain could ever get through his unfeeling body. Then ironically a pain shot up all through his veins and near his bones. The morpheme was doing the trick, but Victor felt himself trickling back into reality as pain flooded everywhere. His veins were ablaze his skeleton was groaning and moaning from the procedure. The bones inside him hurt, it made him take a deep breath to scream. He tried nothing escaped but a feeble cry for help that was lost in the surgical procedure. The bones now began to feel like they were being coated with stuff, probed with syringes. Victor felt sick, not like the feeling of puking like he had felt before. No this new sick feeling came from deep inside his bones and traveled along the veins of his body. Victor felt as if he would burn apart from the inside out. All he could see were shadows standing over him and an occasional foot.

For a second Victor felt as he was about to pass out, he welcomed this feeling. It subsided and the pain rushed back as the surgeons continued their work. Again his bones moaned from the syringes being inserted into them as part of the procedure. It hurt, he felt like he was in a personal hell. It burned and he felt aflame. Every bone burned, every vein burned like hell. Was he in hell, he felt in a dreamlike limbo world. The pain was the only thing keeping him bound to reality. It continued, Victor had a good estimate of the time at the beginning, but as the pain of the operation started his estimate of time was lost. The most pain came from surprisingly his spine, it burned all the way from the base of the neck all the way done to the end. The second was his head, as thinking high off morpheme and disorientated from the pain made his mind burn.

The pain began to draw back and the inferno that sprung from within his bones had receded. It was still there, still burning just receding slowly. This gave Victor a second to think, only a second. Where was he the thought sprung up on him, he had lost a big sense of reality. His bones felt like glass had broken inside them, then scraped them now. It began to feel as if his bones were made of glass. Another pain shot up from within his muscles now. He felt syringes probing every muscle he had, then they released several liquids which his muscles soaked up and began to swell. They did this 'swelling' multiple times. Ironically this pain made the pain of his bones go away as was canceled out with new pain. His muscles swelled again, and again. They ached as if he had done a million of CPO Mendez's exercises non stop. The swelling didn't stop, it hurt he felt his muscles fibers tear and then repair. He was by far to weak to even scream or open his mouth. The next pain gestated in his heart, or where Victor thought his heart was. It hurt he felt, his own heart tear a little and grow. The pain went away quickly as  his heart was a stronger muscle then his other muscle groups. It was still their a dull pain from within his chest but it was going away.

Victor was coming back to reality, he felt something going wrong. Instinct told him what was wrong with him as he overheard several surgeons scream. They were inaudible for several seconds, Victor began to focus he ears. After several moments he overheard the conversation.

"He's out of morpheme!!", screamed one of the surgeons.

"What are we going to do, we can't open the door he is prone to infection.", Victor overheard another surgeon yelping. He couldn't pinpoint which one, but he was beginning to shake off the painkiller. He felt he could try to speak to them.

"Contact Dr. Halsey, tell her we have to stop the procedure!", a surgeon ordered one of the subordinates around. Victor knew if they would stop it he would never be on par with the other spartans always weaker. NO he thought I will be a spartan, the thought reechoed he would not die like this. With all the strength he could muster Victor turned his head sideways, a surgeon noticed him move.

"Look he's moving!", screamed the surgeon.

"You are going to be alright son!", someone began to whisper in Victor ear.

"What are going to do now!?", Victor overheard the cry of a panicking nurse.  There was only one option for Victor to go through or to die trying.

"Continue!", whispered Victor. His voice was to shrill to be heard.

"Look he's trying to tell us something!", another nurse yelled. A surgeon bend down and put his own ear near Victor. After several seconds he stood up, a grim face plastered on his face.

"What did he say!", the nurse pressed the surgeon.

"He said....to continue!", replied the surgeon.

 

Part 2

The pain that was all that Victor's body responded with, it burned into his mind. The operation had continued, now without painkillers. It was a horrible pain as Victor lay there his body beginning to be shaped into a new dangerous form. The pain was so intense that Victor felt he was in shock, but the pain didn't let up. His heart was thumping. This new part of the augmentations was something to do with his brain. They were operating on his spine and head. All the nerves fired off like they were coated with fire. The nerves felt like they were burning all the way from the base of his neck to down his spine. The nerve endings continued through his limbs and he twitched slightly as they fired off. Victor was now so many hours into the procedure that he had lost complete track of time. It felt like he had been in this state for days. He just wanted it to end, but he wasn't going to give up home. The augmentations could not go on for much longer. It had to be over soon.

Something was now being done to Victor's neck he felt a syringe being inserted. As the syringe left his neck and some liquid comprised of all sorts of enzymes and such had been absorbed by something in his neck Victor felt a new pain erupt from within his bones. He heard them even in his delusional state groaning and bending under this new stress, yet nothing was on top of him. What was this new pain coming from. He felt himself being pulled as his bones began to grow faster. This pain lasted longer than all the other pains, Victor was laying there for what felt like eons, it just wouldn't subside. His vision was now completely blurry and dazed. He couldn't see anything, but he could sure as hell feel the pain of the last procedure. He also felt the touch of multiple doctors as they tried to watch so he wouldn't die. Victor knew thought that there was really nothing they could do to save him if it all went wrong. He would be dead before they could even inject him to stop anything. Victor was even doubtful they had anything to inject to save him. The pain was still there he was still lying there. Hours were ticking by like seconds, and Victor could not move. His pain was so intense it hurt even if he was touched by a doctor.

Victor also felt his heart beating like a automatic rifle he was taught to fire. His years of training even at a time like this when he was disorientated and unable to concentrate was functioning, to help him survive. What were ways he could die from; the first he thought of was his over abused heart. He felt it beating to fast, his training of human anatomy told him his heart was beating to fast for a normal person to live. He counted for six seconds, Victor was sure that he could still count and do math even in this situation. On the sixth second he knew this was an extremely alarming rate: 35 beats, times ten would give him 350 beats a minute. The human body and the heart gave at the 200-250 mark he was about a hundred beats ahead. What was causing it thought he wasn't bleeding. It hit Victor finally to increase metabolism rate, but even this was completely insane.

The surprise of his heart not giving out and still beating showed him that he was becoming more durable. This surgery was already starting to take effect. The pain was beginning to dwindle as Victor lay there staring at the ground, he tilted his head a little. The result was not what he expected as his head jerked to the right. It hurt everything and Victor's vision tunneled. The feeling was subsiding, he lay there staring at a wall. The pain was lifting, he was falling into a dreamlike state. The room spun several times without him moving, his eyes darted fast from left to right. Something was being injected into his temples and his eyes were changing. The room took on a brightly glow as this part oaf the surgery took its effect as well. The wall he was staring at went blurry and white. Victor finally closed his eyes, took a deep breath and passed out.

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You can't play halo wars until you see this video
http://www.escapistmagazine.com/videos/view/zero-punctuation/645-Halo-Wars
I've been perma-banned at bungie.net :(

I like the concept. Your grammar could use work which would overall help this story flow together better, making reading so much easier. Some of this is just a misplacement of words but reading the thing back to yourself will help you pick up on that. For example:

"You think it was right, I mean what I did?", Victor said sitting down next to his two teammates. They eyed him both as they stuffed their mouths.

The underlined area should be "They both eyed him", as it doesn't make sense otherwise.

"One last question who elleborated the shoving at the begining?", Mendez asked once more looking at Victor's team his eyes jumping from Victor, to Kurt, then to Sorren, and back.

The bolded quote doesn't really make sense. Elaborated means the expansion or explanation for/on something. It doesn't have a physical meaning as you use it here. And especially with dialogue you have to break it up with pauses using periods, commas, semi-colons, colons. Anything to simulate someone taking a breath. This would sound so much better if you used a comma after "question", what I would do though is even break up the quote.

"One last question" Mendez said, eyes darting between Victor, Sorren, and Kurt, "Who started the shoving?"

Again if you re-read what you wrote you pick up on a lot of things that don't make sense, I do it all the time in my writing.

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"Die?"Kurt laughed."Didn't you know?"he told the Elite. "...Spartans never die."

Chapter 5 is up.

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You can't play halo wars until you see this video
http://www.escapistmagazine.com/videos/view/zero-punctuation/645-Halo-Wars
I've been perma-banned at bungie.net :(

Chapter 6 is up and yeah home you guys like it! : )

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You can't play halo wars until you see this video
http://www.escapistmagazine.com/videos/view/zero-punctuation/645-Halo-Wars
I've been perma-banned at bungie.net :(

Part two is up of chapter 6 anyone want to read!!

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You can't play halo wars until you see this video
http://www.escapistmagazine.com/videos/view/zero-punctuation/645-Halo-Wars
I've been perma-banned at bungie.net :(

This is the continuing of my story just read and enjoy. Oh and my characters name is changed now with a K like ViKtor

Instead of a C like ViCtor.

I know it is a strange story but just go along with it :) 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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You can't play halo wars until you see this video
http://www.escapistmagazine.com/videos/view/zero-punctuation/645-Halo-Wars
I've been perma-banned at bungie.net :(

Part Two to chapter 7 is up enjoy

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You can't play halo wars until you see this video
http://www.escapistmagazine.com/videos/view/zero-punctuation/645-Halo-Wars
I've been perma-banned at bungie.net :(

Sorry I just started reading and the prologue gave me a lol attack.

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