Halo - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Hidden Objectives ❯ The Second Interrogation ( Chapter 2 )

Not any closer to owning any rights to Halo as I am to owning my own island. Bungie owns Halo…I wonder if they own an island as well?

 

 

That had to be the most stupid and yet at the same time one of the best things he had ever done in his life. Sleeping with an enemy was usually frowned upon. Sleeping with an alien enemy that regularly converted human colonies into glass and were actively seeking out earth in an effort to eradicate all humanity was definitely frowned upon. It had been a week since then and SPARTAN-138, Luke, was going stir crazy. He had made a report to Dr. Halsey explaining that he had found out that there were simply differences in the armor meaning different things. He was then explained to that ONI already knew this. The prisoner should be disposed of. It took Luke two hours of explanation as to why he had removed Ares and turned off the translation software, another two hours of debriefing by ONI spooks, and lastly another hour of building a case as to why Nala should be kept and he should be allowed to interrogate her again. Currently he still hadn't gotten a response to his request. He knew that Nala was still on the base somewhere, but understood that searching for the elite would draw too much suspicion. He had told ONI that he believed that he had connected with the elite and that he might be able to get more information from the alien. He never was a very good liar. None of the Spartans were. Hopefully what he had said wouldn't be looked into very much. He was still very thankful that the interrogation rooms were soundproof.

 

`Nodamee was tired. While the humans had provided her with adequate amenities they weren't made for her physiology. Each of the covenant species required their own type of living spaces since they were so different. The bed was simply a mattress on a concrete slab. Nothing more. It wasn't the most uncomfortable thing she had ever slept on…but it wasn't her own bed. The humans amenities weren't the worst thing. At least they were usually the right size, unlike that one time she had to bunk with the grunts who were serving under her, now that was uncomfortable. They had all complained about wearing their methane tanks while sleeping. She wasn't about to sleep outside, however, and she outranked them so they obeyed. The food was sustaining if not exactly tasty. It seemed that the humans treated their prisoners well. They probably would have even given her something if she had asked for it. `Nodamee often wondered about the one who had interrogated her when she first arrived, Luke-138. She had not seen him since that day, but was guessing that her still being in confinement was something he had done. It had been a week since she had been caught and there had to be a reason they hadn't executed her yet. There was no way the humans were stupid enough to actually keep an Elite. The grunts sure, but they were simply cowards. If not kept under almost constant supervision they would run at the first sign of danger. They had no honor. She would fight. She had honor.

 

Luke was getting twitchy. All of the Spartans did when they weren't in training or fighting. There was just something with inactivity that didn't sit well. Sure he would go and work out but it just wasn't the same. The rest of his team had been reassigned already. Perhaps he shouldn't have requested to interview Nala again. Currently he could be slugging through a swamp on Alpha Nu Tau 4, more commonly known at Ant 4 to its inhabitants. Luke wondered if it was just random that the system was designated Alpha Nu Tau, or if someone thought about it since all the planets there were small. He shook his head you are thinking about nonsense don't get soft. Luke entered his room and laid down on his cot. Yeah slugging through a swamp on some tiny planet, working on priority A missions, and trying to kill each and every one of the close to a thousand covenant soldiers stationed there with only his teammates as back up sounded like a little slice of heaven. The intel was good, the civilians were few, and the covenant were just as blood thirsty as he. Instead he was laying here with good food in his belly, sleeping on a cot, waiting. He knew he should be thankful that he was getting a slight break. Now a days it was more than any soldier could hope for. He just couldn't appreciate it though when his teammates, his family, was out there risking their lives and he wasn't doing a damned thing. He really needed a good sparring session. Maybe he could try and convince one of the ODST's to fight with him. Yeah right, ever since John killed a couple of them during a fight, the ODST's were, well to put it nicely some of their glares could freeze hell. A low tone and light went off on his comm link. Apparently the committee had made their decision finally regarding him and Nala.

 

`Nodamee knew something was happening and it was going to effect her. Her guards had left for the moment, but not before she had heard them talking about her. Apparently the “committee” had finally made a decision with what to do with her. This was it. This was what her life had led up to. Fighting courageously for the covenant only to be taken prisoner and executed without the honor of dying in battle. Perhaps she had already died `Nodamee mused. The interrogation she had gone through wasn't exactly what she was expecting. In fact it had felt good, too good. She had experienced pain, anger, pride and happiness. But none of those strong emotions had ever felt so all consuming, so pleasurable as what she had experienced with Luke-138. There was something supernatural about it. She didn't even know feeling like that was possible. It must have been real however since she knew her mind couldn't make something like that up. `Nodamee almost wished she could experience it again before she died.

 

Luke entered the debriefing room. As before it was almost completely dark in there. Even his augmented eyesight didn't help that much. There was a spotlight on him, allowing the committee to see him perfectly, however the rest of the room was cloaked in darkness, making it almost impossible to discern anything. He couldn't recognize the voices either. Putting me at the greatest possible disadvantage. The committee never seemed to find it necessary to put anyone at ease. “Petty Officer Spartan 138” a voice boomed from the darkness. Luke snapped to attention. “Yes sir” he replied. “We have deliberated about what to do regarding your proposal that you be allowed to interrogate the captured elite once again. You neglected to follow protocol. You disengaged AI support.” “Now Ares is even more difficult to work with” another voice grumbled. “Ahem, as I was saying you disengaged AI support, you disconnected the translation software, allowed the prisoner out of the restraints, damaged UNSC property, and failed to provide adequate information regarding your findings of the interrogation.” Without outwardly betraying how he felt, Luke began to worry slightly. “However, the information you did provide was enough to convince us that you did make a connection with the prisoner. While your tactics may be unorthodox we believe they are working. Never before has the UNSC captured an elite and we wish to know more about them. Please continue in any way you deem necessary to garner more information.” The voice finished. Another voice chimed in, “This time we would prefer to have a recording of your interrogation so as to be able to better analyze it. Dismissed.” Luke saluted to the darkness and promptly left the room. Glad that is over. Now all he had to do was figure out a way to appease the committee and get what he wanted.

 

 

 

Yesterday her guards had been talking about her and today she was being escorted to a different room. `Nodamee had been told to wear her armor but leave her helmet. She was then bound and escorted down a series of halls. If she thought that she would have been able to escape she would have. She was not afraid of dying…but if she could return to the covenant safely, why not wait for that moment? Her guards stopped at a door, keyed in an entry code, and pushed her in. She had a moment of disorientation. This room was much brighter than the one she had been housed in for the last week. It appeared that natural light was let into this room rather than just artificial. The green warrior, Luke-138 was standing in the center of the room. Was there going to be another interrogation? `Nodamee wondered if it would be like the other time or not. He simply stood in the center of the room however, and looked at her. He finally moved and walked around to remove her restraints. He too was wearing all of his armor with the exception of his helmet. He placed the restraints near a wall, and turned to look up at a small circular opening in a corner. So we are being watched perhaps this time will be different. Luke-138 assumed a battle stance. If it was a fight he wanted, it was a fight he was going to get.

 

Luke had it all planned out. Well at least as much as he could plan out. He had written the committee a proposal on his next stage of questioning. Instead of verbal questioning which would require him to deal with Ares again, he decided to ask if he could spar with the elite. His intention, as he told them, was to get information on their hand to hand combat style. If they could find a weak point during such combat, the UNSC would be able to gain an advantage. His other intention, as he kept to himself, was to get closer to the elite once again. He just couldn't help it, he felt a compulsion to be near Nala again. Luke had set up the camera that was recording them personally. He had stated he would be able to program it to capture at a higher speed. He himself often moved faster than the cameras were able to accurately record. It was assumed that an elite would be able to move just as fast. The camera was set up to record at a higher speed thus being able to capture images that were moving faster. The intelligence would be able to see in “Spartan time” as it had been dubbed. Luke had made another modification as well. In order to record faster the camera would require extra energy used. The camera would under normal circumstances be able to capture forty five minutes of film. Just under what the interrogation was going to take. The committee had conceded that fifteen minutes not taped was a necessary evil and that the last fifteen minutes would probably not show anything of interest. Luke had rigged the camera so after twenty minutes one of its circuits would overload. It would appear that the camera simply wasn't able to handle the extra power. There was no way to track it since the circuit which overloaded would end up damaging where the coding was stored as well. It would be a simple malfunction, but no one would know until after the interrogation was completed. He would, once again, have time alone with Nala, and hopefully what he wished to happen would.

 

Nala was pushed into the room. She appeared disoriented but recovered quickly. There were skylights in this particular room. It was as close to feeling that you were outdoors without actually doing so. Luke took in her appearance. Wearing just her armor but without the helmet just as he had requested. Well it was more like an order, but it was nice to know that she complied without resisting. She was still as gorgeous as he remembered. Her white skin glowed in the sunlight and made her blue markings stand out even more. Her armor hid her curves, but he knew what was under there. His mouth watered, he wanted more this time. He removed her restraints and assumed a fighting stance, willing her to understand. She assumed a fighting stance as well. So it would begin.

 

Luke surged at her. `Nodamee lowered her stance and braced for impact. At the last second she dodged to the left. Luke's punch missed it's mark and caught her in the shoulder instead. Luke was propelled forward still by his momentum as `Nodamee spun to get behind him. She pinned one of his arms to his side and placed her other forearm against his neck. She started to apply pressure which cut off Luke's air supply. He deftly grabbed the arm that was pinning his and brought it over his head. The action broke her contact with his neck. He used the force generated to toss her onto the floor. Luke caught his breath as `Nodamee swiftly got to her feet.

 

They regarded each other for a moment. Sizing up their opponent and trying to guess what each others next move would be. `Nodamee finally broke the tense moment and lunged at Luke. He raised his arms in a defensive gesture as she approached. Suddenly she turned and her shoulder hit him square in his raised arms. He was knocked off of his feet. `Nodamee used the action to pounce on him effectively pinning him for the moment. “Ten more minutes” Luke ground out as he flipped `Nodamee onto her back gaining the upper hand. It wasn't for long though. He had failed to pin one of her legs and she was able to work it underneath him. She pushed and Luke found himself about a foot to the left of `Nodamee. Both parties lay on the ground panting from the exertion. Once catching their breath they returned to their stances. “Five minutes” Luke said to himself.

 

Luke wasn't sure how much more he could take. The sparring match wasn't that difficult. He had been in tougher situations. However, none of his training had prepared him for fighting someone he was attracted to. In combat situations he knew he became excited. It was all the adrenaline pumping through his body. Knowing he had to wait now made the situation almost unbearable. “Five minutes” Luke repeated. His armor already felt unbearably hot. He wondered if Nala was feeling the same way. She was breathing heavily but that could have been from the exertion only. One more move and then the camera should “malfunction.” Luke turned his back from Nala. I hope this works. She took the bait and moved towards him. When he could feel her at his back he spun and undid one of the fastenings holding her chest armor closed. To the camera it would appear as if he had missed. Nala did not appear to realize what he did either. She quickly countered by crouching and kicking him low in his side. He stumbled but regained his balance before her next blow landed. He grabbed her arm and spun her so that her back was pressed to his chest. He placed one arm around her shoulders to keep her in place while his other hand deftly undid one of the latches on her armor which covered her legs. “One more minute” he whispered in her ear.

 

`Nodamee was confused as to what was happened. Luke-138 kept making references to the time. He was counting down. What was going to happen? They had been sparring since she had entered almost. It seemed as if there was an unspoken agreement that they wouldn't truly hurt one another. Most of the moves had been used to restrain and dislodge. A few hits had been made but their armor blocked the damage from becoming too serious. Luke-138 had unlatched parts of her armor. She wasn't about to let on that she knew however. She had learned the lesson long ago. By having information your enemy doesn't know you know, you achieve the upper hand. She wanted to have it in case this was simply a way to make her vulnerable. However, in the back of her mind she hoped that maybe this was going to be a repeat of what had happened the first time. This was Luke-138 after all. He hadn't hurt her before, and he wasn't even really trying to hurt her now. When he had whispered in her ear a shiver ran down her spine. Suddenly there was a small popping noise in the vicinity of the camera. Was that what he had been waiting for?

 

Luke heard the noise as well, and it was what he had been waiting for. The camera had finally short circuited. Leaving him more than enough time for what, or who, he wanted to do. After he had whispered in her ear, or what he presumed was her ear, Nala had seemed to get lost in her own thoughts. This was working out better than he had hoped. She quickly undid the last latch on her chest armor and tugged it off. Both of his hands instantly went to her breasts and his mouth latched onto her neck. Nala growled and placed her hands on his hips and pulled them forward. Apparently she wants this as much as I do. She shivered as the metal touched her skin, but Luke wasn't about to let her dictate what was going to happen however. He had spent the last week waiting for his answer from the committee thinking about what he would do if his request was granted. Careful of his strength in his armor, he massaged her breasts, discovering that her nipples were already hard. He tweaked each of them earning him a shuddering breath. He wrapped one arm around her rib cage and nudged the backs of her knees with his own. He went down do his knees as she did.

 

They were kneeling on the floor now. This is different then the last time `Nodamee thought. To her thought it felt just as good maybe better. She knew she was in a submissive position but couldn't find it in her to reverse it. There was a definite change between the sparring they had done earlier and what the were doing now. She wanted to feel his skin again. Reaching behind her she fumbled to find his shoulder to try and release his armor. He let go of her momentarily to comply with her wishes. He quickly got out of his armor and she was stuck by how pale he was. Most males in her species were very dark in coloring. Luke-138 was very nearly as white as she was, but without her markings. `Nodamee liked it. She liked it a lot. Made her feel as if they were on the same level. She turned to face him completely and finished removing her own armor.

 

Nala had turned to face him. She was still kneeling even though he was standing. His erection stood out at attention between them. As she removed the rest of her armor his erection throbbed. “I want you to lay down.” Luke said, hoping she would comply. So far she hadn't made any indication she was going to try and leave like the first time. He hadn't had to subdue her yet. She did so but stayed propped on her elbows. I hope she gets what I want.

 

He knelt by her side and then straddled her just below her chest facing her feet. He bent over and started to kiss and massage her thighs. She fell back completely and closed her eyes and he started make his way up. He ceased his upward movement when he got to the juncture at her thighs. He spread her legs further and stroked. She gasped as he slipped two fingers inside of her. Her breath hit his erection causing him to shudder in response.

 

`Nodamee opened her eyes as she felt him shudder above her. She grasped the thing in front of her gently. He shuddered and exhaled sharply. Perhaps this makes him feel like he makes me feel. She moved her hand up and down and he resumed stroking between her legs although a little more shaky than before. `Nodamee felt a little shaky herself. She knew this was wrong. She was doing something that pleased the enemy, and yet she couldn't bring herself to stop him. He dipped his head and licked. Her hips arched off the ground. He moved his hands to hold them into place and licked at her again. She moaned and wished to return the favor. She opened her mandibles and took him into her mouth being careful of her teeth. He flicked her clit with his tongue and she moaned around him.

 

Luke couldn't believe that Nala was sucking on him. Sure he had hoped but he didn't even know if she understood what was happening exactly. She moaned around him, he groaned and started panting slightly. This time his hips jerked but she just took what he was giving. His dick slid completely into her mouth. She made no motion to stop him. No woman had ever been able to take him completely before. Maybe it is their elongated… “Oh god” All thoughts flew from his mind as her jaws tightened around him and he felt her teeth brush against his dick as her tongue flicked his head. He pumped against her head once more before stopping her. She appeared confused as he turned around to face her. “Do you understand what is happening?” he asked, almost afraid of the answer. “No” she ground out. Luke started to lift himself off of her but was stopped by a hand on his shoulder. “But don't stop.” Luke kissed her deeply and hard, biting her tongue if it tried to invade his mouth. He wanted to be in control, and so far he had been. He positioned himself at her opening and thrust inside roughly. She cried out but was silenced by his mouth. She gasped as he pulled out slowly only to snap his hips back to hers. He arched his back slightly to be able to rub against her clit. He pumped into her as harshly as he wanted. Her breathing was erratic as she moaned and growled. She tightened around him unexpectedly tossing her head back. He bit down on her shoulder and drove into her again before cumming himself.

 

Luke-138 had was currently laying on top of her catching his breath. She had finally caught up to hers, and rolled him onto his back. She proceeded to slip down his body and began cleaning him with her mouth. It was considered offensive in her species if a female did not clean up after herself. She looked back up at him to find him staring at her, but made no move to stop her actions. She finished and stood to put her armor back on. `Nodamee idly wondered why the humans allowed this to go on. Something that felt that pleasurable must surely not be acceptable with an enemy. Maybe it truly was all a trick designed to put her at ease. She certainly didn't feel like escaping or fighting right now. She couldn't quite bring herself to feel any anger however at that thought. Before her capture she had never experienced anything like what her and Luke-138 had done. It was intense and consuming. He was as close to an equal as she had ever met. She would not regret letting her guard down, for now.

 

Luke took a moment to watch Nala dress again before standing to do the same. He checked his time on the small wall console and found that they still had five minutes before the marines were scheduled to take Nala to her cell again and he would have to go back into debriefing. At least this time there was some video record of what they had done. The committee would not be able to dispute his findings now. He would have to explain the rest of the time which was not caught, however he had picked up enough of her moves to be able to accurately describe a fight between them. “I don't know how long they will allow you to stay.” He said unceremoniously. He meant he wasn't sure how much longer they would allow her to live. She simply nodded. She knew they were at war and she was the enemy, dangerous. Nothing more was said. They seemed to have an understanding. Luke assumed a fighting stance once again soon followed by Nala. They began sparring once again as the marines came in. They restrained Nala and led her out of the room. She looked back at Luke and nodded once again. The marines appeared confused. One shrugged, “c'mon let's get him back and then we can get some grub.” They marched her out and Luke exited after. He sighed as he headed back to his room to change for the debriefing. Nothing seemed to appear more threatening than a Spartan in MJOLNIR

 

 

 

Alright so if you are wondering why are there two chapters and this was called a one shot…well I wrote the first chapter intending it to be the only one but I was told that I needed to write another. There is going to be one more since I don't like stories that don't have definitive endings. It is going to get angsty from here folks.

 

Thanks for reading. Reviews and comments would be appreciated.