infected_system's Journal

Fandom: Halo
Character: SPARTAN-B312
Theme Set: Alpha
Disclaimer: I don't own the Halo series and don't remember who does anymore.

001 – Speak – Many times on the travel to Reach, he could help but wonder what words were spoken, thought, and evaluated over the decision for him to be this mission, for him to be chosen.

003 – Memory – As he surveys New Alexandria from the distance, his body battered and bruised from the fall back to Reach, the dog tags hanging in his fingers had Jorge's last words echoing in his head; as he carefully put the tags away, he promises quietly to himself that he'll make Jorge's sacrifice count.

004 –Vanilla–When Kat passes by, he catches the aroma of a sweet flower in the air, he finds himself brought back to the days in Beta Company; the rigorous training, the whispered talks between recruits after lights out and the bittersweet kisses with the girl he held close at night, the soft scent of vanilla that was left behind in the morning.

007 –Belief – Random conversations in the mess hall sometimes led to questionings of why they were here on Onyx; most kids’ reason was revenge for their parents and their glassed home world, some for the glory that being in the military brought, and rare others like himself joined to prevent others from ending like them.

008 – Linger – The SPARTAN-III augmentations were painful, sometimes they were almost practically unbearable but every once in a while its ghost lingers in his mind on those restless nights; he peers down at his clenched fist and remembers the reason he fights, so that more children don't end like him, an orphan of many that lost those they cared for.

011 –Coup de foudre – On the first night on Onyx, he and the other kids are lead into a cafeteria to eat their first meal, he looks up from his plate to the girl across the table; her pretty green eyes meet his and he swears his heart skips a beat when she smiles back at him.

013 –Fate –As he watches the Corvettes fly overhead, the notes of his mother’s lullaby find their way to his lips, he hums them as he prepares to go down fighting until the very end.

014 –Pulse – Sometimes when the pain came, they would try overriding it with pleasure; in those times his lips would press against the pulse in her neck and her hand above the one on his wrist – proof that they were truly alive in these moments.

015 –Envelope – He finds himself relax as he writes letters to Mom, Dad and J.D. whenever he has the time, seals them up nice and neat into envelopes just before he burns them, dreaming that as the ashes soar away, the words reach them wherever they are.

016- Cold– The leader screams at him to remove his helmet, that he wants to see the eyes of his murderer, the eyes of the grim reaper sent to take his life, he allows the man's his final request, the man shivers as if the temperature in the room has suddenly drop to below 0; “Farewell, may you find peace in the next life,” are the icy last words that he hears before the bullet hits him between the eyes.

017 –Need –When he hears Captain Keys’ congrats, “Not just me, sir” he answers, hoping it coveys his desire, no –his need that the sacrifice of Noble (Jorge, Kat, Carter) be remembered; he feels reassured by the captain’s grip on his arm and his response that they will be.

018 – Drunk – He had heard from someone that drinking can help people forget things, he tried it once but quit after he found that it gives more power to the darker, shadier memories that he wants to rid himself of.

019 – Mask – Most that had read his file even the parts the ONI censors didn't wish to indulge thought that he was nothing more than an emotionless lone-wolf assassin that was very skilled at what he did and followed orders with no complaint, none had gone past the facade to the shattered and broken man under the shell.

021 – Two –He finds himself saddened at the thought that the one person had become two in his mind; Katie-the green-eyed girl with the quick wit that helped in training, the one he held at night when the aftereffects of the augmentations became too painful for them and Kat – the lieutenant commander of Noble Team whose shoulders always seem to carry some burden(guilt, a feeling that he could easily sympathize with), whose green eyes looked at him like he didn't belong, he seems like nothing but a piece of the memories that she decided to let be forgotten.

022 –Fresh –If there was one scent that he could not stand, he would have to say that it was the smell that he comes across over majority of his career, the aroma of fresh corpses after finishing a job.

023 – Bribe – It's nothing new to him when the militia leader tries to offers all the usual: money, women, power, all the usual things in exchange of their life, his answer the same as always, “You have nothing I neither want nor need, I'm just here to get the job done.”

024 –Error – In their way of life, there wasn’t any room for mistakes; they had to be more than flawed and broken humans, they had to be SPARTANs, the supposedly invincible super-soldiers that never die.

026 – Refrain – He leans against the wall taking a break after another job – another massacre, what's left of his conscience fills in for him as he lights his cigarette, taking a deep inhale of it – he pulls his pistol from its holster and places against his head, his face a perfect picture of calm as exhales the smoke, but before he could press his finger on the trigger, a memory flashes in his mind: a young boy who smiles at him innocent and bright – J.D., his little brother; he lets the gun fall from his loose grip as his thoughts descend into chaos and broken laughter spills from his lips, it's just yet another day that he hasn't end it all.

027 –Family – The smell of cloves from Dad’s cigarettes, Mom’s lullaby followed by the perfume of her favorite tea, and J.D.’s toothy smile are parts of the few things that he remembers about them.

032 –Moth – Many times Admiral Hood had said that SPARTANs seemed to have a near-fatal attraction for battle to which his response was that everyone at some point in their life becomes a moth to the flame.

043 – Smoke – He smokes a cigarette before he does a job to take the time to calm his nerves and distance himself from his emotions; he smokes after the completion of the mission, the familiar scent of his father's brand helps him find the way to the moments when his life didn't seem so dark and gritty, the only thread that keeps his sanity in check after doing these operations that leave blood spattered on the walls that surround him.

049 –Venom – He’s not surprised by the words that were that contained in the file of his assessment, instead he felt a bit flattered and a tiny sad at the part that said he’s “akin to a hyper-lethal vector than a soldier.”

Current Mood: apathetic