The In Between pt.1 of 6 by DubstepHigh
Date: 21 October 2012, 3:16 am
Fourteen year old Amari's life had changed drastically from the age of six and was again about to change. Amari was a trainee in the UNSC base on reach, she was a young spec ops spartan in training. Amari was a sight to behold she had electric green eyes with a deep platinum blue burst surrounding her pupils, short bob-style silvery blonde hair, she was five foot four, slim yet limber, she was Russian but was raised as an american when she was deported to America to live with her aunt and biological uncle at the age four when a deadly virus had killed her parents, and she still held a thick russian accent. She was at the top of every one of her training classes and general education she was extremely passionate and social so she knew many people but only six of her friends had earned a place close to her heart they were a group of guys one in particular she had a crush on his name was Piscese. He to was only half russian but he had a faint but noticeable accent, he owned electric blue eyes with a deep green burst surrounding his pupils, and short black hair, he born and raised an american, and was one year older than Amari.
He had liked Amari too and once in a while he would get them alone and kiss her gently on the lips causing her to giggle affectionately but soon they would be separated due to an unfortunate event. Amari was walking alone on a late Saturday night heading to her dorm, she paused when an octave shriek for help had pierced the silence in the hall she turned and scanned the hall for anyone who had heard the comotion but no guards or other trainees were there just her. The plea once again roused her attention so she ran to a nearby gun cabinet pulled out a pistol there was no time to call for help she thought and headed twords the source of the noise. She found a dorm with its door lock ajar and key pannel smashed, she then pried open the door realizing she would not be able to open it the usual way. A strange sight fell upon her eyes as a young girl was being held harshly across her waist by an elite,"PUT HER DOWN!!" Amari growled threateningly raising the pistol to ironsights. The elite swung his head around and looked at the young human dressed in black sweat pants and a tight grey nylon tanktop with a black fedora mounted on her head.He then reached for his energy sword hilt and in an instant he held a crackling blade to the squirming girls face and spoke,"Human put down the gun and this impure spawn will be spared but you in turn must take her place." he clacked his mandibles approvingly when she put down the gun,"I've kept my side of the bargan so far so you must keep your side." the elite threw down the girl and let her squirm away he still held his blade in his right hand,"Demon that spawn was in no relation to you so why did you even bother?" "She holds infinite possibilities as do I." the elite stood confused and stunned by her clear grammar he tried to look into her eyes but the rim of the fedora had blocked that oportunity. He thought for a moment and then walked tword the young human and siezed her arm Amari wrenched her arm out of his grasp with stunning strength and quickly grabbed the gun and ran down the hall as three more elites pulled throught the dorm window as the comanding elite barked some orders of persuit.
Amari ran with the four elites following hot on her heals she ran with blinding speed through the empty halls the elites held stunning speed as well but they held little agility compared to Amari she pushed herself outside through some heavy doors and felt the cool night air tearing at her bones the elites were temporarily stalled at times when she ran through thick brush why they were after her she did not know she at least knew why there were no guards she had ran past a pile of bodies on her way out of the base. Her lungs were starting to starve for air as her heart beat faster, a few times she looked back at the fading tower of the UNSC base and the angry enemies in persuit her mind started to fade her lungs on fire she grew dizzy and her vision started to blur her pace slowed but the elites shown no relent in their pace she collapsed five miles from the base holding her weight on all fours she pulled out the pistol tucked into her pants pocket she was breathing rapidly she turned to see the elites standing behind her she aimed and let loose all of her ammo on the commanding elite the bullets only bounced off of his diminishing shield her last bullet pierced his shield and burried itself in his fore armour pad but it never made it to his flesh. One of the smaller elites dressed in different armour walked tword her and pinned her to the ground with his foot underestimating her strength she threw him off balance as she strained herself back on all fours he fell and she grabbed the oportunity to his plasma pistol. She stood clumsily then let forth a few rounds of energy missing everytime in her dizzy state she felt a stinging burning sensation in her right thigh she barreled to the ground and fainted.
Amari awoke with her hat falling down her face and bright stars flashed in her eyes as a migrane seized her mind for an agonizing moment she sat up and let her vision clear. She reached for her black fedora and put it on her hat she then realized she was in a covenant cell with a small pool of blood leaking out of her cut thigh she analyzed the cut it was singed on the edges and three inches across and some veins and sinew were exposed she had a few small cuts and bruises and another gash on her left arm but it wasn't as severe as the one on her thigh. She popped her neck and got painfully up to her feet she had a large tolerance for pain and didn't wince when she took a few steps tword the strange bed tested the strange octagonal energy pad it was made of and then sat with a sigh and after a long sesion of temple rubbing she managed to clear her mind she then looked up at the grunt guard watching her with great curriosity,"" the grunt said "Soara se clima gloarse?" Amari repeated back to herself "What?!" she said this time to the grunt it only cocked its head and looked on with its prying curiosity Amari made a strange face and looked away with a few glances back at the grunt.
The elite responsible for her predicament had appeared and was speaking to the grunt for a few moments then entered Amari's cell with a chair. He sat right in front of her disregarding her for a second then spoke,"Human what is your name?" "That is non of your concern." she growled,"I will tell you mine if you tell me yours." she thought silently to herself for a moment,"Amari, and yours?" the elite judged her for a second,"My name is Corsavus. So tell me what was your purpose to your species?" "I was to become a spartan untill you came along." Amari replied spitefully. Corsavus's expression changed from calm to suprised,"So you were to become one of those cursed human demons!?" Amari laughed coldly for a second,"So thats your word for spartans." Corsavus recognised the first language she used but the covenant was blind to other human languages such as her Russian toungue she had managed to keep since her child hood. The currious grunt turned his head to at this language,"Human..." "I just told you my name." Amari interrupted,"Excuse me, Amari what insane gibberish are you speaking?!" "Russian, did you not notice my accent?" Corsavus put on a face of sheer and utter confusion,"Ruhshian?" "No. Russian." the visible part of Amari's face not covered by the wide brim of her fedora contorted into a histerical expression,"Our knowledge of your species depicts you only have one main language and your culture is not diverse enough to host multiple languages." "Well sorry to say your data is wrong and we hold many diverse cultures and most of all we have way over 90 languages. Although most humans you encounter are english that does not make them the dominant species... Satisfied?" Amari said cocking her head to the left.
After their little conversation Corsavus finally noticed her wounds still fresh ~Had they always been there?~ he thought to himself then tried to raise a hand to her thigh. He felt harsh judging eyes upon him as he looked up at Amari he saw her strange soul trapping eyes and felt powerless for an instant as their eyes met,"Corsavus the profits demand to see the prisoner!" a voice rang out behind him as he swung his head around to see a brute guard,"Tell them I will escort her as soon as possible." "Yes sir." the brute turned then left grumbling irritably in his wake,"Come the profits demand your presence." Corsavus said gathering to his feet Amari rose from her perch slowly with a grimace on her face her eyes were hidden again by her hat the elite then grabed her two wrists and put some plasma cuffs on Amari,"Just a precaution." he said.
Amari was walking without a limp or expression of pain despite her wound still bleeding corsavus lead her to a room where female elites dressed her wounds shortly after Amari was lead back into the hall and they continued their journey. Scanning her surroundings Amari noticed some elite guards joining the party some cast her looks while the others just followed their orders deep in their own personal thoughts they exited the ship Amari presumed to be a notorious super carrier. Amari was shoved lightly on a glassy platform. She stood silently stunned as she looked at the strange planet that enfolded her field of vision they floated effortlessly above snarling crowds that cried up to her. They came to an entrance and Amari was shoved inside and lead to yet another cell. Corsavus had taken off the cuffs and left her to her own thoughts."Where in the universe am I?" she said quietly to herself. A loud marching of brutes and elites sounded down the chasmus hall a strange chittering of three covenant voices grew as the marching came closer. ~What the...~ Amari thought to herself as three figures in floating chairs with a battalion of guards followed closely behind she at once recognised Corsavus leading the figures to her cell. She looked and realized these were the leaders of the covenant.
"" The leader of the three said,"" Amari could only guess what they were saying and her dipictions only scared her. The energy feild shimmered and dissappeared then Corsavus proceeded to put the plasma cuffs on her a second time and presented her to the profits,"I can't see your face clearly please pull off your strange accessory." the lead prophet exlaimed. Amari reached for her hat and pulled it farther over her face in a teasing gesture,"UGH, Corsavus this human is clearly incapable of doing this task so please take that er whatever that is off her face." Corsavus then pulled off the hat and Amari's silvery hair fell all over her face and she looked away from the profits,"My lord Truth this human spawn surely cannot be the one from your visions." "Silence Corsav!" the prophet then grabbed the young girl by the chin and forced her to face him.
Amari shook the hair out of her face and locked on a soul trapping gaze with the prophet so called Truth. This caused the prophet to go completely silent and give off a few shudders but she held her gaze and did not blink and seemed to stare right into soul then images began to flash in her mind and she realized the prophet was doing this to see her past who she was and if she was the one from his vision,"What are you doing!?" the prophet screamed as Amari shut out the prophet's prying mind and started using his technique on him somehow how she knew how to do this was a mystery but she probed his mind as he did with hers. Her pupils grew large and the blue surrounding them took over. The two of them stood unmoving and strangely silent. The two other prophets gasped and spoke silently amoung themselves. After what seemed like hours Amari broke her gaze and fell to the ground gasping for air and her eyes returned to normal the prophet gasped for air to and he grew pale for a small moment,"My gods I have never had as bad a headache as this!" Truth said rubbing his head,"Girl how ever did you learn to do that?" "I-I don't know." she said sprawled on the ground,"This is the one." Truth explained to his brothers as they left.
Corsavus lead Amari out of her cell two days later,"Truth, Regret, Pity, Mercy, and Wisdom require your council with them."
Stolen Soul Lost Love pt.1 act 1
Date: 1 November 2012, 4:49 am
Amari gazed down at her feet as she was lead out of her covenant cell. Corsavus had taken in the responsibility to tending her wounds with small bandages from his hip pack but the gash on her right thigh refused to stop bleeding without stitches or surgical borax glue (which the covenant didn't have). "Young demon what does your name mean?" Amari glanced at him behind her black fedora and silvery blonde hair,"It has many meanings, but why does this concern you?" "My name has a meaning. Corsavus means warrior of passion. Was yours just appealing to your parents?" "No they picked that name because it has many definitions from cultures. The Hindu definition of my name means eternal, the Latin definition means to be loved, and the Japenese definition means princess." Corsavus looked at her gravely but with curiosity,"Young demon would you like to know the meaning of your name to the sangheili?" "Sure." Amari replied sarcastically Corsavus seemed to pick up on her tone but proceeded as he prodded her gently down to hall,"Your name has two definitions to us, forsaken idol is the first and the other is warrior of the sacred journey." Amari stared with general interest but slight distaste,"So these profits require my presence, why?" Corsavus looked out a passing window,"Young Amari I do not know." Amari chewed on this thought ~They probably want to sacrifice me to these so called GODs or forerunners as I know them as but I shouldn't be so close to judge their culture.~ she concluded.
As she was forced into a blinding teleporter node Amari felt her self dissolving like salt in hot water then rematerializing into jelly with bones and muscle. She collapsed stunned on the floor of the profits quarters, Amari was unable to gather herself up off the ground seeming that she had her arms pinned behind her back and plasma cuffs slipped on her wrists ~Great back to square one... defenseless.~ Amari thought to herself as she was hoisted back onto her feet by Corsavus,"This is the one is she not brother?" Mercy poked at Truth,"Yes. She has the gift and strong will. She is the one depicted in the vision." Amari silently loathed at the sight of Truth once again,"Child come closer," Truth said in an anxious voice,"you have been shown to us by the GODs. You have been shown as a great asset to the covenant but you have also been depicted as a great dagger in our side." Amari refused to budge from her spot and had to be nudged forward toward the five beings in front of her she left her fedora over her eyes and glowered hostiley at Truth,"What makes you think for one moment I would ever serve you?" Amari growled threateningly.
Amari was forced to come to terms with the profits. She was to become an enemy of her own kind... But not if it was on the female rebel elites life Sakiri who saved Amari and trained her in the art of the assasins blade.
Spartan Pisces-197 was put on the battle field at the age Ninteen A strong fighter from the start but one thing still gnawed at his heart strings when he was fifteen a girl he was passionate about was killed (or at least he thought) there was no body found but a pile of mutilated guards just out section 6B's exit doors. He was still devastated but that is what kept him sane. On this particular mission he and his team was over run by a large covenant battalion,"Men today you will not die alone..." but his speech to his men was cut short as a seraph started attacking banshees and drop ships, it's purple color faded to sleek ebony black. The seraph then dove towards the mass of enimies and dropped a woman like figure she crouched with her arms splayed out and fists clenched in the spot she had landed in. Her armour was a sleek irredecent ebony, her helmet was smooth and held her smooth head shape and her visor stretched from a ring that started at her chin rose up the back of her jaw to the half mark on her scalp, her body suit covered the rest of her head and was tight on her body.
As if on cue energy blades exploded out of almond shaped ports on her sleek black gauntlets and she stood up took a breath and charged the oncoming army. Piscese watched mesmerized at her display of flips, jumps, twirls, and an assortment of handsprings. In a few long minutes the battalion had been reduced to a measly group of cowering indignified elites whom she had stunned with her display of effortless slaughter she glowered at them breathing steadily with no trace of exhaustion she walked slowly up to them and jarred a blade to the chest of the highest ranking elite and whispered something to him. Without delay the group ran for the retreating dropship as the figure gazed from her spot ominously. She glanced at Pisces and his dumb stricken squad of marines and continued on starring. Her energy blades dimmed but were still slicked with blood, Pisces walked cautiously toward the woman who had saved them. When he got close he noticed her hard but feminine muscles and a striking six pack. While he was analyzing her she was looking over him as he walked closer. He removed his helmet and a tear suddenly slipped down the woman's cheek unnoticed she recognised this man,"Who are you?" the woman looked at him as he said this. "cannot tell you... Yet." The woman said as she turned and walked for the landing seraph that had put on a show of its own.
"Amari, good job on the mission today. Want to come over to my quarters to celebrate?" Sakiri prodded, Amari's visor shimmered and dissappeared. She was used to the forrunner tech as the visor left this world another tear streaked down her face,"I knew that man... long ago." Amari said just letting tears slip out of her eyes, she was not one that wrinkled her nose or chin and spluttered words,"Amari you will be reunited with him one day. But for now you go to your quarters and rest." Sakiri clacked her mandibles in sympathy and gave her an awkward hug.
Amari was rummaging through her fridge as a draft of air spilled out of who knows where. Sakiri and her troop of rebellious friends had chosen an old large covenant bunker on a forgotten planet in the middle of the galaxy. Since there was a small group of them, each got a section that consisted of a large loft that Amari used for tech and as a living room, a smaller but still big bedroom, closet, and an exceptably little past decent sized bathroom. The bunker had been used as a research facility when it was previously used. Amari had a large window or transparent wall in her living room loft and a giant flatscreen computer that served as a T.V on certain occasions hung in the center of the wall. Her bedroom had a large bed with black pillows and platinum colored silk comforters and sheets. Her bathroom had a sink and toilet, a large black granite bathtub, and a stand up shower.
Amari continued her search in the fridge when she saw a sangheili bottle of spirits. She grabbed it and thought aloud to herself,"Option one get seriously drunk in my bathtub, option two get drunk with Sakiri, option three take a shower eat some food and go to bed, or option four got hang out with Sanokier my elite friend. Hmmm? I'll go hang out with Sanokier." as she finished her debate a knock sounded at the steel port door. It was Sanokier how could he always read her intentions. Amari puzzled over this many times. She opened the port door and smiled and let the violet eyed elite into her quarters,"Amari there is something I wish to speak with you about," Amari looked at him with interest as she pulled down her grey nylon tank top over her black sweats,"Yes? What is it?" Sanokier gazed at her with pleading passionate eyes and sighed deeply,"I thought it would be to your interests that I have developed feelings for..." "For who?" He gazed silently out the window,"For Sakiri and I don't know how to approach her please help ME!!!!" Amari giggled as Sanokier's eyes widened and his face almost touched hers,"Alright let's go to Sakiri's quarters I'll brief you for the mission on the way there." Amari joked.
Later that week Amari looked in the mirror at how much she had changed her hair was still kept at the short silvery bob but the right side was longer though, the scar that ranged down her right cheek was still visible, her body was masculine yet perfect she rubbed her abs and breasts, stared into her eyes they were still the shocking electric green with the rim of platinum blue around her pupils, and she was taller at least a good five foot nine or exactly six foot she wasn't sure because she was still less taller than most men in the millitary that she had encountered. She then drew a warm bath and sprinkled some of the planets herbs she had classified as a hybrid lavender with a minty smell and cooling feeling she striped down and relaxed into the water and dozed for a while, but as soon as the water started to get room temperature she got out and dressed in fresh new green sweats and a purple sports bra.
"Piscese 197 your helmet cam data is stunning." General Anderson started,"This woman do you know her?" "No sir, our slight conversation got jammed by and unknown signal someone doesn't want us to know who she is but she is human sir." this peaked the generals attention,"Son we need a soldier like that any idea where to find her?" "No sir the chief seems to find a lot of people like that. He just got back from his mission he should be more than happy to go after this shadow of a woman shall I accompany him if he agrees?" General Anderson nodded his head in approval,"Piscese get ready to go on a shadow hunt."
Amari was tracking UNSC signals with Sakiri and Sanokier who (Sakiri now called him her Ferrari) she picked up a faint distress signal in a cave on reach,"Should I bring you or go alone in my seraph." "I think this mission is yours so you should go alone this time." with that cue Amari put on her armor and took the black banshee and left for the coordinates.
About half an hour later she arrived at the cave it was empty and no signs of a struggle or a battle shown she flicked on her energy viscerators and walked slowly into the cave as she dissolved into active camo. She walked deeper and more cautiously turning on her thermal and infrared section of in her helmet. Nothing. Suddenly something stumbled behind her and she whipped around to find the spartan in black she knew and another in forest green who she knew nothing about right about five feet behind her she backed away in a defensive way as the one in green pulled out a DMR and growled with a deep smooth voice,"Sheathe your weapons your out matched!" Amari wasted no time and with stunning speed she kicked the gun out of the mans hands and kicked him into the other spartan and ran further into the cave . She radioed for Sakiri but the signal was jammed and the spartans ran hot behind her heals. Her heart beat fast as her legs flexed and adjusted to the terrain. They began to catch up to her when she was caught on the ledge of a steep drop in the cave she turned and watched the two spartans approach slower. Amari let herself drop of the ledge, but they still followed streaking down with her into the darkness. Her jet pack hissed to life as her visor was almost a foot from the ground and she rocketed into a new channel of the cave system.
Amari was encountering all sorts of new obstacles large crystals arches. Her jet pack was starting to loose power and fast but the spartans remained behind her in their bulky armor. The cave path came to an upward spiral and the night air hung like a picture in a small whole in the ceiling Amari flew straight towards it and found it was just her size and she slipped through she hovered a few minutes looking into the hole she could not see anything but a spec of gold blasting toward the hole she looked closer as the forest green spartan exploded through making his own exit Amari fled in a desperate attempt but her jet pack was slowing. With a bolt of speed the green spartan caught up to her and grasped her arms then jutted his legs against her back and cut the power from the jet pack as they tumbled through the air. The spartan meneuvered her into a positions where he had grabed the section of neck that met the jaw and got in a landing crouch. Amari hit the ground and got partially burried in the sandstone. Her vision blurred and her mind spun her mind went black.
"Damn chief you broke six of her ribs and gave her whiplash. If her suits armor wasn't made of ebony and titanium alloy and didn't have built in emergency medical procedures she would have been dead. What were you thinking?!" General Anderson screamed at the spartan,"Sir I was just doing my job." "Almost killing the objective is not a job. But at least you got the job done head to commander Steven for debriefing." "Yes sir." the chief replied. Amari woke with agonizing pain her armor still remained on her the UNSC's doctors had no idea how to take her armor off. She slid delicately off the bed and found herself yet again boxed in a cell she popped her neck and looked out the energy field that made her cell door. She found a much older Pisces watching her in a seat outside the cell,"I'm going to ask one more time who are you?" no reply,"Please... tell me." Amari just looked on a slim woman walked up to Piscese and talked in a whiney tone to him,"Piscese!!! Why are you wasting time on this girl and not wasting time on me?!" Piscese sighed,"For the last time Lesley I am N-O-T interested in you so get lost your giving me a head ache!" The woman glared at him then at Amari as she snickered then winced in pain, made a face and stormed off,"This amuses you," Piscese started as he walked toward her cell and put a hand gingerly on the energy field,"please I only wish to know your name I won't tell anyone I swear." Amari's gaze locked onto his and Piscese recognized her strange eyes glowing behind her visor almost instantly he knew them but didn't know from where it was so close but so far away. Her hand pressed up against his from her side of the cell,"Remember." she whispered silently she then spoke softly in Russian"" a tear fell down his right eye as he recognized the phrase. Her pupils widened and only the platinum blue ring was left. Memories flooded into Piscese's mind of him and her some years ago then her eyes returned to normal as her other hand touched the side of her helmet and it lit up patterned with her fingertips. Her visor shimmered and dimmed as her soft beautiful face appeared with the familiar scar on her right cheek. Her eyes let tears flow from her eyes,"Piscese. Do you remember me? Do you remember us?" "Yes all to well Amari."
"Come with me." Amari said as an alarm rang when Piscese hacked the code on the cell panel,"Don't worry I am so I never lose you again." He picked her up by her waist and held her small body in his arms then sprinted to the exit,"What I'm doing right now is insane you know I could get put in a cell for treason!" "Don't worry that will never happen." Amari said pressing her face up against his shoulder. They had just made it out the exit with some perusing guards as a black seraph materialized out of a hyper jump and landed quickly as its port opened. Piscese took one last glance at the guards and leaped into the ship to find a curious set of elites staring at him hysterically,"Well don't just sit there start this damned ship." With that Sakiri made the engine roar to life and with blurring speed they lurched forward into another hyper jump. Piscese fell backwards onto his back trying to keep Amari in a comfortable position making her wince when he accidentally nudged a section of her ribs that was broken. Sanokier walked over to them almost immune to the force pushing Pisces unto his back then gently plucked Amari from his grasp in a brotherly way with little protest from this male human. In no time they reached their planet and bunker unscathed Amari had fallen asleep in Sanokier's arms. Sakiri looked at Pisces,"You why did you come with Amari." "I-I used to eh have deep feelings for her and I still do finding out she is alive." Sakiri clicked her mandibles in understanding,"Are you a female sangheili?" "Why yes I am." Piscese cocked his head and complimented her in a friendly way,"You look very nice and are the most beautiful creature I've ever seen." Sanokier returned from putting Amari in the infirmary and heard this compliment and growled threateningly,"Oh stop it my Ferrari. It was just a human compliment." He seemed to lighten up at this thought enough to speak with Piscese,"If Amari trusts you I will too but if you ever break her heart or betray her in any...." Sakiri rubbed her mandibles in a warning gesture her honey colored eyes meeting his deep blue eyes.
Sanokier lead Pisces to a small furnitured loft next to Amari's,"You will stay here and will help tend to Amari's well being, you will be introduced to the team. There is six of us total including me Sanokier, my partial mate Sakiri, Amari who you know, my sister Mioko, Fao our medic who you meet soon, and last but not least Viercese he's is a bit of what you would say a lone wolf you will not see him often but do not be intimidated by his dark green eyes and large size he is docile but willing to give his life for this team especially my sister he has feelings for her." Sanokier and Piscese walked down to the infirmary to meet up with Fao.