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The Nightmare Being by Raptros c76
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The Nightmare of the Doomed ( Prologue: The Nightmare Being)
Date: 24 November 2004, 12:19 AM
The Nightmare of the Doomed
( If any of you do a search, and find a series known as "The Raptros Saga," this has nothing to do with it. However, I wrote that also. Consider it scrapped by me.)
An Elite sat in a cell in an insane asylum. This was for the obvious reason that he was insane. The question is why? The answer is that he was one of the few survivors of a fiasco stemming form a very badly planned campaign. First, let us see who this pitiful creature is. He is at least 2 feet shorter than most Elites. This is because of shrinking body material caused from his shaking and his unwillingness to eat. In fact, the only way he survives is through a tube that is stapled into his flesh. Why don't the Covenant take him out of his misery? Because he has information that provides a vital clue to destroying the Flood. To understand this, we must first see his past.
It started on a Covenant cruiser. He was a technician, and he was one of many scanning the planet below. His station was set up to find the genetic patterns of complex life forms on the planet to match it against known gene patterns, and find out what creatures inhabited it. He was having trouble with his. Every time he scanned, he got a garbled set of patterns, some of them incomplete. He showed it to his commander.
"Sir, I keep getting these weird patterns."
His commander glanced at it, and replied, "Ignore it, it's probably just a couple of glorified microbes."
If only they had known the truth. Then the whole problem would not have happened. For, the gene patterns he had picked up where the type of patterns one would get off of a Flood infection, for the original DNA of the host does not get erased, but overlaid, and usually randomly. If they had remembered this simple and well-known factor, they would not have landed, and the nightmare would not have begun.
When they landed, they were set on upon at once. Many were killed. Many were infected. Many were dragged off to be eaten. Several escaped. Our hero, whose name, incidentally, was Raptros. In fact, he was a clone, bioengineered to fill a certain job on the ship, and was the 76th one. His full name therefore, is Raptros-c76. As he tried to escape, while the Flood were taking full advantage of this ship, he saw something. A type of mutation so incredible, yet so important to understanding how the Flood worked, and how to combat them, that he realized he had to escape, to bring this knowledge to the current leaders of the Covenant. He then saw something else that drove him insane, but equally important. He became desprate, and eventually realized how he would do it. He would use the slipspace drive system, and hurl himself, with no protection, to the nearest port of safety. He eventually got his chance, and nearly died using it.
When he arrived, he was immediately taken to the leader of the base, who interrogated him. What he got is the story above, and it did not go any further into what secrets he had seen. So, he was locked up. Every day, he was interrogated. Every day, he still did not answer. He was still too psychotic to understand any of what they were saying. So they put him on a ship, and brought him to one of the more populated, more civilized worlds, in the interior of the covenant empire. He was treated there, and slowly they began to get more information. What he had seen was some sort of hive mind monster, a creature that joined the minds of all of the Flood creatures, making them work tactically. He had been able to see how it created a gigantic mind that thought as one, and commanded all of the Flood. He had realized that destroying these, by tracking the specialized genetic patterns in it would disrupt the Flood's communication, and would make them disorganized and open to destruction. The thing that had driven him insane was far more important than this, and he hinted at it, but never revealed it. The interrogators understood the cryptic hints to the dark secret, but could not fully puzzle it together.
His hints all fell in the same pattern. Here is something of one of the important ones.
First, the lead in: "I have seen it, the (something in a weird language.)
Second, a hint at to what it appeared as: "A giant monster, a collection of infections, a container of vile sacrilege."
Third, a description of its function: "It creates, it controles, it warps physics itself in order to rule all."
Fourth, a yell of horror with a reference to someone: "It has her, It has her! Why?! Why?!"
Finally, a scream of pain, then he struggles, and falls in a coma, which always lasts 43 hours, 43 minutes, and 43 seconds.
Each time he does this, the message gets more and more cryptic, more worrying, and less understandable. The leaders are becoming worried that the Flood have created some sort of monster capable of powering a ship into slip space. The treaty between the humans and (this particular faction, a large one, (created among other factions after the covenant government collapsed)), could not have come at a better time. They prepared for the worst, and the worst would come.....
{i] to be continued
(I hope you like this one. This is more of a prologue, which serves to help lay the setting for the story to come. And yes, there will be actual characters in the story.)
The nightmare Being: part 1: the operation
Date: 6 December 2004, 11:01 PM
The Nightmare Being- Part.1
( First, thanks for the comments. They are going to be very helpful to me. Second, for now, e-mail me suggestions at geksliver@msn.com . Third, yes that previous was a prologue. Thanks for reading this fanfic)
Raptros c76, whose full name is currently unknown as besides the fact that he was a bioengineered Elite, of the Raptros strain, not much is known about him, and he, for apparent reasons, is in no state to tell, sat in his cell, hallucinating and shivering. A high-ranking Elite walked in, followed by the head psychiatrist.
"But Excellency, he is obviously in no state to be taken from his cell and moved to a new place! The stress of a new environment would probably kill him!"
"I have orders to take him to the ship, and I will!"
"Bu......, Guards, help move the patient."
The guards responded without speaking. The psychiatrist sighed with regret. He knew this would come to a bad ending, but there was nothing for it. He turned back to thoughts of other, less morally confusing, cases.
Raptros was sent to the ship in a coma. He was put in a new cell, and did not seem to mind a bit when he woke up. The ship began its journey through space, and was largely uneventful. Raptros sat there, after he felt they had been stopped for 15 minutes, and waited for the unavoidable hassle of being taken off the ship. It never happened, and he began to get bored. He tried talking to the guards, but they did not respond. They had strict orders to not communicate with the patient, as it might disturb him. Eventually, he started to fall asleep.
In another part of the ship, a psychiatrist was preparing an experiment that he hoped would get him back in respect after he had faced the Council for his previous attempt at a similar experiment. He began to explain once more to the small audience of officials and other psychiatrists.
"This process is very simple," he began, "It centers around the fact that the patient, Raptros c76, runs through the time we want to know about every time he dreams. All we are doing is hooking his brain into a computer, and taking the biochemical signals in his brain, and translating it into a image we can see on a screen. The only difficulty is the devices into the right points in his brain. Once this is done, everything else will come at once. In about an hour, we will begin the process of clearing up once and for all, what Raptros saw, and what it means."
He smiled inwardly. It was going better than he had hoped, as was evident from the enthusiastic response form his audience. He walked backstage to where the operating room was. There, a team of brain surgeons, technicians, and psychologists were waiting to begin. He smiled at them, and said, "Let's begin."
He slept through them bringing him to the operating room. Soon, they were cutting open his skull, and examining his brain. They soon were sticking things into his brain and looking through different types of probes. They soon had figured out what should go where, and very quickly, they had him hooked into the computer. Through all of this, Raptros slept.
Raptros began again the Nightmare. He was standing in a place that smelled of death and decay. Everywhere he looked, there was flood coming at him. Very soon, he stopped noticing he was even fighting and running. Everything looked the same. Again and again, he fell through holes in the ground. Again and again, he climbed up through other holes. He was completely lost, everything looked the same, and nothing made sense. He soon began to give up hope. Suddenly, something made him turn around. He saw some sort of giant blob. He saw bodies floating in it, and he recognized them as his friends. The sight made him continue on with a new determination to survive. He continued on.
Then it blurred for a moment, as he got to the part where his eyes had gotten hit by shards of metal from an explosive. Then they cleared. He was in a big room, where the walls were covered in a pulsating fleshy substance. In the center was a huge spike of flesh, which had all the characteristics of being Flood. All of the sodden it started moving. The air light up as a slip space tear opened up. Out of it came a huge creature. Raptros stared at it. It stared back at him. It moved first. Raptros moved just fast enough to get out of its reach. Raptros began to run, but everywhere, strange monsters spawned out of slipspace. He ran and ran and ran. He had seen something that started the whole breakdown, and was what stayed with him through this nightmare.
"Pause. Good. As you can see, Raptros has successfully been connected to the computer system. This," the head psychologist turned and pointed at the screen, "is just the just the first of many different ways we will see it each time he has this dream. We will be able to create a full rendering of what he saw in time, reconstructing it with each time. Any questions?"
Half an hour later, Raptros was awake, but now with implants in his brain that would capture every time he dreamt. He had no idea he had ever left his cell, and had no reason to believe there was anything stuck in his head.
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